A Secret History of O.O. Denny Park By Donald Mackey The sky was blue over the lake, with a nice ripple, that Sunday afternoon last winter. Donald Mackey and his wife Dianne were enjoying the rare sunny day, walking along the slope of the hill, past the railroad ties. Near the bridge over the mouth of O.O. Denny Creek, he lingered by the water’s edge, taking in the woodsy scent of the stream where he had so often fished for trout as a kid. When his parents and grandparents we

The following essay was written for O.O. Denny Park Community Pride Day, September 24, 1995, by Debbie Dimitri and Ellen Haas A long,...