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Stories in The Dirty Thirties
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It's tough to choose what you want to take with you to the retirement home. I was dealing with that distasteful ...
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Today few people would stoop to pick up a penny. However, many years ago, I learned the value of that ...
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 Keeping Christmas at Thomas Corners School meant drawing names for gift giving, the arrival of jolly ...
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 We were homesteading pioneers in northern Canada, seven children of Polish immigrants. We grew up in ...
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 Fate brought them together; talent made them legends.
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Do you remember when many houses had a barrel under the eaves to catch rainwater? At our house, we saved ...
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 A day devoted to remembrance, fondly remembered.
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Let's face it: When you are born in 1930 and you're the oldest of five kids and your dad works for the ...
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 From my memoirs, The House by the Railroad 1932, I recall from 1931 those times when my mother and we ...
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I met him when I was 8 years old, in 1932. For the next 13 years he was my best friend. Together we explored ...
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When you're 10 years old and you're living in Medford, Ore., at the end of the Depression, and your dad ...
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 I have nothing but happy memories of my childhood days on our farm near Gray, Iowa. What I had then was ...
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 Mama and I were sitting in the shade of the front porch, fanning ourselves with folded newspapers, trying ...
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In the late 1930s and early '40s, Jeanette MacDonald and Nelson Eddy were very famous singing stars who ...
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I wrapped my treasure in a handkerchief and stuffed it into a pocket.
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