You might say the trouble started at the Ivy, which is a moving picture house in Cave Junction built like a big quonset. It's the only show in these parts, and most of us old-timers up here in the timber country of southwest Oregon have got into the habit of going to see a picture on Saturday nights before we head for a tavern.
But I don't think old Doc Yoris, who was there with Lew and Rusty and me, had been to more than two or three shows in...
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