Block · one region of the page, as the scanner read it. It may hold a whole story, part of one, several, or an advertisement; stitching blocks into articles is the next step. Text is supplied OCR.
Page 10 · column 1 of 8 · from the scan, no model involved
By MICHELE MAY
KapMhaniMirk N«»» Staff Writer
Rappahannock Rick rose bright and early last Thursday morning. That was his problem. It was bright when he rose early last Thursday morning.
Rappahannock Rick is a country cousin of Punxsutawney Phil, the famous groundhog whose annual appearance has been greeted by a tuxedo-clad committee for 97 years. Only five times has Phil failed to see his shadow during all those years. When he sees his shadow, the Punxsutawney dignitaries tell the world that their groundhog has forecast six more weeks of cold winter weather.
While Rappahannock Rick’s fans wore flannel shirts and bib overalls, they were none the less interested in what the local chances for an early spring might be. They waited rather impatiently.
Rick’s alarm clock clanged at dawn. The sky was clear, not a cloud along the length of the Blue Ridge or width of the county. Rick stretched and turned, then put his wee little tea kettle on to boil, but his friends1 outside began knocking loudly.
“If you don’t come out now, we’re gonna drag you out, you hairy groundhog,” one of them sang out
80.7%