Journal Entries
This page serves as a portal into the hearts and minds of those who call Demomire home, offering a unique glimpse into their daily lives, hidden thoughts, and the rich tapestry of experiences that shape our community.
As you navigate through these Journal Entries, you will encounter a variety of voices, each echoing the distinct character and spirit of Demomire.
These journal entries not only chronicle the everyday occurrences in Demomire but also delve into the extraordinary events that occasionally ripple through our town. From festivals that light up the streets with laughter and music to the solemn gatherings that unite us in times of need, every moment is captured with honesty and emotion.
As you immerse yourself in these pages, we invite you to journey with us through the seasons of Demomire. Witness the changing landscapes, from the blossoming of spring to the silent beauty of winter. Experience the joys, sorrows, achievements, and setbacks that weave the fabric of our shared existence.
These journals are more than just records; they are the living, breathing essence of Demomire. They celebrate our diversity, our unity, and the enduring spirit that makes our town not just a place on the map, but a home to a vibrant community of souls.
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![Cody Everette](https://b3414998.smushcdn.com/3414998/wp-content/uploads/2023/12/Cody-Everette.png?lossy=1&strip=1&webp=1)
February 10th, 1867 – Cody Everette’s Journal.
The days are blending together like the dust and grime on my boots. I can barely tell one sun-stained afternoon from the next. I reckon
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![Sheriff Silas McPherson](https://b3414998.smushcdn.com/3414998/wp-content/uploads/2023/12/SilasMcPherson.png?lossy=1&strip=1&webp=1)
Sheriff Silas McPherson Journal 19th January 1867 – The Sheriff Arrives In Town.
19th of January, 1867 I arrived in Demomire in the morning via stage coach, it was an odd place, the architecture was an odd mix
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January 5th, 1867 – Journal Entry of Thomas Dawson
January 5th, 1867 Journal of Thomas Dawson. Another day draws to a close out here at the homestead. I sit by the dying firelight, scratching
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Journal Entry for Abagail Merchent, January 2nd 1867
Journal Entry for Abagail Merchent, January 2nd 1867 Today marks the first entry of my new life. The soft glow of the morning sun spills