Our House

 

In mid 1943 my mother decided I needed a better education than that offered at the one-room school my father and his father attended. She packed us up bag and baggage, and in spite of the fiery arguments issued by my grandparents, we moved. Mr. Black, a Bates County Commissioner, owned the house we moved into. We rented the ground floor. He reserved the upper floor for himself and the friends he often entertained.

Mr. Black's House

It was built in the latter years of the Nineteenth Century. I remember the dark, handcrafted wood  in the window frames and the heavy stairway banister of which I was forbidden to climb.

It was in this house that I recovered from measles, whooping-cough, and mumps. Unable to go outside I spent many hours lying on my back at the dining room window watching the snow flakes fall.

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In this front window just to the right of the entryway my mother hung the four blue stars indicating our family members, Weston, Clarence, Wayne, and Glenn who were away fighting World War II. Fortunately none of our blue stars were replaced with gold ones. That would have indicated one of our four was killed in action.

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