My Dad was a good farmer, and we had a good farm. The people who had the farm before us had a homestead. They planted all those trees. They even planted flowers.
You wouldn't know the place now. Nothing is the same. All the buildings have been torn down and the house burned down. Nowadays, even the old barns are going.
The top photo is of Ted, Evert, and Dad on the farm. I'm with Dad in the middle photo and in the close-up.
Photos from Mary's photo album
Whenever you saw my brother Everet, you saw him sitting in the corner, reading books. He was not interested in sports. He just liked to read.
On Saturday nights, when we went to town, he always went to the library and checked out three books. He stayed there until it closed.
Then he asked Dad to park by a light and would read until he finished the books. He always finished the three books before the rest of us got back.
Evert did two grades the first year and two grades in the second year and graduated when he was twelve.
Photo from Mary's photo album
My sister Agnes was six or seven years younger than I was. I was through school by the time she started. I finished school, but she didn't.
She liked to work in the fields like Mom. Sometimes she traded with Evert, so she could go out in the fields. Evert was happy to trade, too, because sometimes he could sit in the kitchen and read.
Photo from Mary's photo album
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