Everthing from ice to terrorism

Sunday, June 30, 2002

On Wednesday of this week, 80 years ago, I'm sure this was what happened: Up before daylight, with all farm chores done, Dad, Lou and I climbed into our Ford touring car with a brass radiator and made our jerky way over the river and through the rocky hills to Elvins, Mo., about 10 miles away as the crow flies. Nothing was ever as close as the crow flew.

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