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Payson, Arizona · Middas, the 11th of Sun's Dusk (Wednesday, November 11, 2026) · Morning Edition — Vol. 2611, No. 11 · Price: One Septim

Story 1 of 5 — The Holds Honor Their Veterans Under a Bright Sun

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Around the Holds · The Week Ahead

The Holds Honor Their Veterans Under a Bright Sun

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The Holds turn out under a bright sun to honor their veterans — parades, tributes, and thanks in every town.

PAYSON — Hail, wayfarer, and a bright Middas to you — the sun is climbing over the Rim, the pines are lit gold, and this is Veterans Day in the Holds. Here in Payson the dentists open their doors free to veterans from 9:00 AM, Prescott steps off its great parade at 11:00 AM, and Sedona gathers at the Heritage Museum for its tribute at the same hour. The week rolls merrily on from there — a pottery festival in Cornville, pasta night at the Elks, Alice Cooper in Prescott Valley, and the Dreamboats in Payson — so raise a mug to those who served, by the Nine, and step out into the sunshine.

Happening in the Holds Today

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The Days Ahead

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Merchant of the Hold

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Tiny’s Family Restaurant · Payson

Engraving of a medieval family diner where a server presents a huge meatball sandwich to happy diners
The famous meatball sandwich — a hundred stars’ worth, served in Payson.
A big, friendly family diner on Highway 260 pouring out the classics from 6:00 AM — blueberry pancakes with whipped cream, an open-face steak sandwich, hand-breaded shrimp, and a meatball sandwich regulars swear by, with a separate lounge for a quieter meal. The signature thing to try is that meatball sandwich, conjured to legendary size as if by a generous portion spell. Come hungry; the plates do not believe in half measures.

“Best meatball sandwich in the USA!! Very friendly staff! 100 stars!” — Restaurantji review

600 E AZ-260, Payson, AZ 85541. Hours: Mon and Sun 6 AM–3 PM, Tue–Sat 6 AM–8 PM. Phone (928) 474-5429. Prices: moderate, with generous portions. Good to know: breakfast is served from opening, and the lounge gives grown-ups a separate room when the dining room fills. · their scrying-mirror page (other travelers call it a ‘website’)

Why the Hearth sends you: The Hearth sends guests here because a hometown diner with a meatball sandwich folks rate at a hundred stars is exactly where a Rim Country morning should start — great praise is great!

Tales from the Treeline

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The Thank-You Parade That Went in a Circle

Engraving of a monster, an elk, a chicken, and a small dragon marching a silly thank-you parade in a circle
A mile marched, forty feet traveled — the thank-you parade arrives in perfect order.

Middas dawned sunny and mild over the Hearth, sixty-seven degrees by afternoon, and Jethro (the Mogollon Monster) declared the forest owed its old soldiers a thank-you parade. Henny (the Hearth’s plump chicken) took the front, as is her right. Earl (an elk) marched behind with enormous dignity, and Flurry (a young ice-breathing dragon) flew above, scattering ice crystals that sparkled in the sun.

The trouble was the route. Flurry flies in zigzags, on account of the kink in his tail, and Jethro — banner held high — followed him faithfully. Left, right, left again. By the third lap of the clearing, Earl stopped, looked about, and announced that he had now been thanked in every direction the compass owns.

Mabel (a wood elf) sighed, stepped into the circle, and pointed the whole parade at the porch, where Gus (an orc baker) waited with lemonade. The parade arrived in perfect order, having marched a mile and traveled forty feet, and everyone agreed it was the finest thank-you the Hold has ever given.

Printed with pride in Payson, in the shadow of the Rim · Set in hot metal by Dude, Bard of the Morning Scroll · May your Middas be free of trolls, the admin.
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