In my childhood, my Dad’s Indiana family was a long and infrequent trip away. The Beck family in Indiana was large. Five children were spread over the depression years, My uncle Bill was on the older side. My Dad was on the younger side of the family. Bill was...
In his very later years, my dad wrote a book. It was a memoir masquerading as a theology book. One chapter was titled Medora Junction. It was about a junction he would get dropped off at to thrumb a ride to college. My dad was wonderful with words. He talked of the...
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