The shots, however, had been tested on grown men much taller and heavier than I was. One doctor did try the new allergy shots. That summer and fall they hit again to the point where I couldn’t eat, sleep, or breathe correctly. The only reason I graduated from eighth grade at the age of thirteen was the essay tests that all the country one room schoolhouse children had to take. The pay? Three cents a line for visiting and four cents a line for birthday parties and wedding or bridal news. There was always farm work, but my parents made time for fishing, for meetings with the local Farm Bureau, church at least twice a month, sometimes a special dance in which my oldest brother was the lead guitar player and singer.Īt the age of twelve my mother let me take over writing the weekly township column for the local newspaper. Not that that was always possible on a farm on Southwest Iowa where there was no electricity and no inside bathroom. I loved to make up stories, read, and disappear into my own world from the time I remember.
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