Using tongs, Jim Moran sticks a long, thin piece of wire into the small but very hot fire of the blacksmith’s forge.
When he removes the metal, the tip is white hot.
When a grinning face was painted on the Front Street bridge, residents gritted their teeth and bore it.
A swastika and a racial slur were next. Residents averted their eyes and hoped the city would come by soon to paint it over....
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