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March 17, 2019
I suppose that was what made Donny go scooting out the door without his coat or hat. He went even without his shoes or pants. And it was about 16 degrees F and there was wind. Donny didnít really get very far. What? Maybe a half mile? Three-quarters of a mile? There is no way he made a mile. They found him the next morning lying next to the Raisin River, up against the bank, tucked into a little hollow there. His frozen hands were stretched out in front of him, as if he were reaching for something.