It all started back about 70 years ago, when Bob Simcox was five. At that time his family lived in Farrandsville a little over a mile from the Donut Hole trailhead. On this particular day, his older brother had left the house to meet up with friends at the trailhead, and Bob didn’t like being left behind.
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