When I was a young boy, all those centuries ago, the end of summer was very bittersweet to me. Bitter because it meant my brother and I said goodbye to my mom and left Kansas for the next nine months. Because we rode the train back to my dad’s home in Texas for the next school year. And it was a sweet time, too. … Read the rest…
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Most of my summers in Kansas, in my teen years from 13 to almost 18, were spent hauling hay. Literally from first thing in the morning, often until midnight. Yeah, I was in hot Kansas fields bucking bales up on to hay trucks. Now, keep in mind, I was basically a city boy all during the nine months of school. It wasn’t like I … Read the rest…