I have no accompanying photos, but here are a few things I heard in the Bridge Street Cafe in Mitchell:
Waitress: We do have a felon in Mitchell. He’s usually hanging out here when they take him to the pokey. The sad thing is, he’s one of the nicest guys here. He’s the only who doesn’t spend all his time talking about everyone else.
Random patron: Where’d the last woman who owned this go?
Waitress: Peggy? She went to Fossil to take care of her mother. Didn’t do a good job, though. They put her in a nursing home. Then I don’t know what happened to her.
Waitress: Keifer Davis keeps wanting to be deputy commissioner. Trouble is, none of us want him to have a gun.
Chelsey also heard a story while I was outside of the waitress talking about a man who keeps playing a trick on the sheriff. He’ll steal his handcuffs then handcuff him to something or another. I can’t remember what. He did it three times, though.