My husband, Ron Miller, former fire chief for the city of Moline, is running for Moline alderman at large, and as concerned voters, you could not cast your vote for a more honest, dedicated, knowledgeable representative. All politics aside, Ron's integrity and his passion for doing what is best for the citizens of Moline is unmatched, as proven through 30 years of service to this city, regardless of any personal cost.
Ron does his research on the issues facing Moline, and with no hidden agendas, bases his decisions on that research, along with the input he receives from the citizens he represents. Ron truly listens to and cares about this city and its citizens, knowing he works first and foremost for them. Bottom line, isn't that what we're all looking for in our city leaders?
This letter may come off as simple, and a little biased, but it is sincere, and your vote for Ron Miller on Tuesday, will be one of the best things anyone could do for this city. You won't be sorry.
Today is Friday, July 25, the 206th day of 2014. There are 159 days left in the year.
1864 -- 150 years ago: Walter Jones, of Co, F 23rd Ky, volunteers, lost a satchel on the Camden road, yesterday, containing his papers of discharge from the army. 1889 -- 125 years ago: E. W. Robinson purchased from Mrs. J.T. Miller the livery stable on the triangle south of Market square. 1914 -- 100 years ago: A municipal; bathing beach was advocated at the weekly meeting of the city commission by commissioner Rudgren, who suggested the foot of Seventh Street as an excellent location. 1939 -- 75 years ago: Floyd Shetter, Rock Island county superintendent schools, announced teachers hired for nearly all of the 95 rural and village grade schools in the county. 1964 -- 50 years ago: The mercury officially reached the season's previous high of 95 about noon today and continued upward toward an expected mark of 97. 1989 -- 25 years ago: Fort Armstrong hotel once the wining and dining chambers of Rock Island's elite is under repair. Progress is being made though at a seeming snail's pace to return the building to a semblance of its past glory for senior citizen's homes.