It's been two years. Twenty-four months. Give or take a leap, over 730 days. I couldn't decide between 'Thanks-a-lot' or 'Blame them' for the title. Blame sounds like such a downer, thus I went with thanks. It's up to my readers to determine if I got that part right. Where to start, where to start? I guess she's either a heroine (or a culprit). Her name is Betty. So I'm gonna start with her.
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| My home town... |
I was born and raised in a small town in Iowa. It was about the best place in the world to grow up. We had freedom to ride bikes, go to the dump, play in the park, go swimming at the sandpit until Dr. Hegg convinced the townsfolk we needed a modern, cement swimming pool. Our stores downtown were all we ever really needed. Right. That lasted until we got close to our teens.
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| Rock Valley Park with our spiffy swimming pool in the background about 1960... |
