As a young boy growing up on a farm east of Osceola in the 1950s, I have many memories that remain clear and strong. One planted in me by my grandpa was of the man who rattled doorknobs. As I recall, an individual, probably employed by the Polk County Sheriff’s Office, walked the square and connecting blocks every night and rattle the doorknobs of each business. The job title may have been ?...
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