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Memories of Zillah
Growing up in our little town of Zillah, we didn't have the bright, glowing sign of a blockbuster corporate video store. No, we had something much better—a proper local building, a charming little shop where you’d walk in, browse the shelves, and rent your movies from people who actually knew your name.
The weekend routine was simple, perfect, and utterly timeless. You’d grab a slice of local comfort at Doc’s Pizza, the kind of place that just tasted like home. Then, it was time for a little adventure. I’d make my way down to the Cherry Patch, pockets burning with the absolute necessity of getting some candy, which is exactly where
With candy in hand and the day wide open, the next step was always natural—heading straight down to the water to explore the banks of the Yakima River, where the real world just seemed to fade away for a while.
