So we lost a Townie this week – no just another soul, but a fellow Scribe – a journalist of the first order...... To those outside the orbit of Dawn Bucket, she was just another columnist who wrote about the people and the town she loved....so imagine what she was to those who turned to her column week in and week out, for decades......she was the magic equivalent of a thousand tin cans and a million miles of string...she connected those who strove to remember the importance of days gone by, seasons to come, and reasons we carry on..... Allow me to share a memory of an amazing moment in my life....it was the summer of 1966... I was working on the foundation crew of a company called Anderson