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The stories on these pages are not written in sequence, but just as they came to mind, and as near right as I can recall.

Christy Pickinpaugh asked me to write a few things about growing up on the farm during the depression days for her, and I got a little carried away - so this is her fault!

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It wasn't much of a house, especially by today's standards. The house was small and boasted of only two utilities -- electricity and a telephone. But everyone knows that a house does not make a home, and I was blessed by being born and reared in such a dear home.

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...I am reminded of Mr. LaFrantz. He was our school custodian. He held that position for many years, including all twelve years of my presence there. He was not a man of means but had a huge heart. Every Christmas on the evening before the last day before our break, Rudy would place a big, red, polished Delicious apple and a large navel orange on every desk, grades 1 through 12. Such actions win hearts and embolden memories.

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