Howard Daniel Vandenacre, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM There was still a slight chill in the August morning air as we waited in front of the Coos Bay post office, a little unsure of what was to happen next.  Then the doors swung open, and Mrs. Baxter emerged with her entourage of four middle-aged men, all dressed in ill-fittingContinue reading “Howard Daniel Vandenacre, From the Archives”

Howard Daniel Vandenacre

D. E. Larsen, DVM There was still a slight chill in the August morning air as we waited in front of the Coos Bay post office, a little unsure of what was to happen next.  Then the doors swung open, and Mrs. Baxter emerged with her entourage of four middle-aged men, all dressed in ill-fittingContinue reading “Howard Daniel Vandenacre”