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Somers Runners Compete in St. Patrick's Day Races

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Yorktown resident Ellie Hashmall, Somers resident David Circle, Katonah resident Phil Sandler and Somers resident Susan Golden Credits: Tabitha Pearson Marshall
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Susan Golden Credits: Tabitha Pearson Marshall
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David Circle Credits: Tabitha Pearson Marshall
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The Gherardi family: Joe, Audrey, Joey, 10, and Juliet, 8 Credits: Tabitha Pearson Marshall
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Juliet Gherardi, 8 Credits: Tabitha Pearson Marshall
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Sasha Greenspan Credits: Tabitha Pearson Marshall
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YORKTOWN, N.Y. – On Sunday, March 12, several Somers residents competed in St. Patrick’s Day races at FDR Park in Yorktown Heights. The Taconic Road Runners Club organized the races—a 10K race and 2-mile race.

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