ArtsAutosBooksBusinessEducationEntertainmentFamilyFashionFoodGamesGenderHealthHolidaysHomeHubPagesPersonal FinancePetsPoliticsReligionSportsTechnologyTravel

The 5:45 Train from Charles City to Davenport: A Short Story

Updated on November 4, 2015

The Story Continues

There are times I absolutely fall in love with my characters, and that love then manifests itself in a refusal on my part to let those characters die. This is one of those times. These are not superheroes. These are not spies or private eyes or super sleuths. They are just average people living average lives and trying to cope as best they can. This is a story for everyone, all readers invited and welcomed.

If you would like to follow this series of short stories you can catch up by following the links on the right. I hope you do and I hope you learn to love these fictional people as much as I do.

Let’s find out what they are up to this time.

All aboard!
All aboard! | Source

Back to Dad’s Birthplace

On a colder-than-shit day we all boarded the 5:45 train for Davenport. My dad would have said it was colder than a witch’s tit, but he wasn’t saying much of anything that day. Benjamin James Dale was dead, shrink-wrapped by cancer and gone from this earthly plane. Snow flurries began just about the time his coffin was loaded in the baggage car. Mom, my sister Jeannie, my main-squeeze, Sarah with an h, and me, all heading to Davenport, Iowa, where we would lay dad to rest in his hometown and then get on with the business of living.

One-hundred and eighty-seven miles, four hours by train through the bleak Iowa landscape, the fields lay barren, many blanketed quickly by the invading snowstorm, old John Deere’s abandoned where they gave up the ghost, monuments to the past, like headstones of history. Mile after mile with Sarah by my side, mom and Jeannie across from us, all lost in our own thoughts, memories of a larger-than-life man, a simple man, a sturdy man, a man who braved many an Iowa winter, took on all nature could dish out, fought the battle of falling corn prices and rising grain prices and too damn much government interference and never once, not for a goddamn second, asked for a handout or voiced regret.

Sarah squeezed my hand. “He was a good man, Sugar. I’m glad I had the chance to meet him and know him a bit.”

“He was for sure, hon. He liked you and that’s for damn sure. He lit up when you entered the room. I think he saw little Dales coming out of our union, future farmers of America.”

She laughed and I loved that laugh. “I can just see it, four or five of our little ones, all wearing bib overalls and chewing tobacco, working the fields sun up to sun down, carrying on the Dale tradition.”

“Is that what you want?” I asked her. “Four or five little ones?”

“God no!” and she treated me to another of those beautiful laughs, and mom and Jeannie joined in.

Home sweet home
Home sweet home | Source

Dust to Dust

He was in the ground by eleven; we were back on the train by noon, heading back to prime corn country, our own little slice of Iowa heaven, two-hundred and sixty acres of backbreaking, widow-making dirt and cow shit.

We shed a few tears at the gravesite but not many. Dad wouldn’t have wanted that. He was always looking ahead, and I could hear his voice in my head as we clickity-clacked our way back to Charles City….”Make damn sure you’ve got enough feed, William Dale. That snow is likely to be with us for a spell.”

The thing is, I don’t want to be a farmer. Never wanted to be. Oh, I was the dutiful son growing up, helping on the farm, doing what needed to be done, but I didn’t like it, wasn’t emotionally invested in it, and from the age of ten to the day I turned eighteen, I had planned my escape.

The escape came when I left for college, saw life outside of the Hawkeye State, found out there was so much more than baling wire and fence posts, accepted my degree, traveled some, sowed some wild oats, eventually met Sarah with an h and now, lo and behold, back on the farm where I started from and facing some decisions.

Mom knew all too well what those decisions were. We stepped off the train in Charles City, gazed out at the town shrouded in white, and as we walked to our car, Mom grabbed my arm. “Feed the cows when we get home, William Dale, and then we need to have a family talk. Sarah, you’re a part of the family now, so you should sit down with us and talk about the future.”

Sarah helped me with the feeding. Decisions hung over us as we tossed hay bales in the pasture. I knew what she was thinking. She knew what I was thinking.

“William, whatever you decide, I’m fine with it,” she told me.

“Mom’s going to want us to stay, Sarah. I don’t know if I can do that. This isn’t my life, hon. This isn’t the life I want for us. You’re a Cajun girl. This is no life for you, cold-assed winters, cold-assed wind, hotter-than-Hades summers, dust blowin’ and crops failin’. It can be a damn brutal life, Sarah.”

“Let’s sit down with your mom, Sugar, and hear her out. Don’t you be worrying about this Cajun girl. I’m tougher than I look and I’ve got my mind set on staying with you, so you leave me out of the equation. Family is the priority, and I’m feeling like this is my family now.”

Source

The Talk

We ate an early dinner of roast beef and potatoes, and after Sarah helped Jeannie with the cleanup, the four of us met in the living room in front of a roaring fireplace. It was Mom’s meeting so she started it off.

“William, Sarah, I appreciate you two staying here through Benjamin’s last days. It was important to him, important to all of us, and I love you both for making that sacrifice. Shush now, I know you don’t want to be here, William, and it’s all right. Farming is a thing of the past, a tough life and I certainly understand someone not wanting this life.

“We need to talk about all that. Jeannie and I can’t take care of this farm. We know that and you know that. I’m thinking we should sell the farm and find us a small place in town where we can live comfortably and be done with this foolishness. This farm made an old man of my husband and it will break all of us if we keep on. So we need to talk it all out. William, Sarah, we need to know if you are moving on. If so I’ll call the realtor tomorrow. You two owe us nothing. Jeannie and I have already talked about it and we are fine with whatever decision you make.”

So there it was. The unspoken was spoken. The thousand-pound gorilla was released from his cage for all to see. We stay and the farm lives on. We leave and the farm disappears from our lives, the farm I tried so hard to leave forever, the farm that somehow continues to infect my blood and keep me chained to family history. Three generations of Dale family history, dating back to the turn of the century, each and every one of them fighting the earth, scratching and clawing just to get by, fighting odds that were stacked against them from the time they pushed through the birth canal and slithered from the womb.

Work to be done
Work to be done | Source

The Decision

I stared at the floor. Tears formed in my eyes. The clock atop the mantel filled the room with the passage of time. A mother, daughter and son, each holding their breath, lost in their own thoughts, leaving the decision-making to the outsider, the Cajun girl from New Iberia, Louisiana, no relation whatsoever to the Dale family but the only one in the room willing to tilt the balance.

“We’re staying,” Sarah said.

I looked at her in disbelief. “Sarah, we……”

“Hush now, Sugar. It’s the right thing to do and you know it. Family is all that counts in this life. It’s the only damn thing of any importance, so don’t you be talking to me about traveling and seeing the world, and don’t you dare tell me this is too tough a life for this Cajun, ‘cuz I can work you under the table any old day. I only have one request. I want my Maw Maw to live here with us. She’s all alone down in Louisiana, and she don’t have too many years left. She’s my only family, she raised me, I love her and I want her here. If you can spare a bedroom for her I’d be obliged.”

My mother started crying, something I had only seen three or four times in my lifetime. Jeannie got up and rushed to Sarah and engulfed her in a hug. “You’re wrong about something,” my sister told Sarah. “Your Maw Maw isn’t the only family you have. You’ve got us.”

And so It Goes

Sometimes the wisest thing I can do is just keep my mouth shut and let someone else do my talking for me. Sarah is one of those people. We’ve only been together for six months but she knows me, at times better than I know myself.

Do I want to be a farmer? Hell no! Do I love my family? Hell yes!

She’s right, you know. Family is all-important. Makes no difference, in the end, whether I’m a farmer, a businessman or a wayward do-nothing. All that matters is that I spend my life loving my family and providing for them, and in return they’ll do the same for me.

What more can a man ask for?

Oh, by the way….the snow melted in early March, and one sunny morning as the crocuses broke the surface, Sarah with an h informed me that she was pregnant. She said we should go shopping for some bib overalls.

2015 William D. Holland (aka billybuc)

Comments

    0 of 8192 characters used
    Post Comment

    • pstraubie48 profile image

      Patricia Scott 18 months ago from sunny Florida

      Oh, yes, bill and I have fallen in love with them too. Can't wait to hear more about the little Dale(s) to come...

      Grand story...you done good, yet and still, another time...as some would say...awesome awesome

      Angels and blessings are winging their way to you and yours this 4th Day of November.

      ps shared

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you PS. I feel I know these people. They are comfortable to me, just average people trying to live a good life.

      Kind of like you and me. :)

      blessings always, my friend

      bill

    • Janine Huldie profile image

      Janine Huldie 18 months ago from New York, New York

      Aw, what a great continuation to this amazing story and filled me with such hope this morning. Thanks for that and more, Bill. Happy Wednesday now!!

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Happy Wednesday, Janine, and thank you for always being here for me.

    • Reynold Jay profile image

      Reynold Jay 18 months ago from Saginaw, Michigan

      Wonderful piece of writing as always Bill. Yes--family is everything around here too. Over the years my wife and adopted a policy that "Everyone needs a helping hand at one time or another." The result was that we took family members into our home and gave them shelter and love when they were down and out. Each and every one of them was able to get back into the stream of life and move on with great success. When I am at the gates of heaven and they ask what I did with my life, this will be my answer, " I was always there when they needed me."

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Reynold Jay, we have the same policy here...an open door for those who need it. Bless you, my friend. I think you'll do quite well at the gates of heaven. Thank you for sharing that.

    • Venkatachari M profile image

      Venkatachari M 18 months ago from Hyderabad, India

      Great story that made me emotional. Sarah's decision moved tears in my eyes. So lovely incidents and relationships. Your writing skills are amazing.

    • Carb Diva profile image

      Linda Lum 18 months ago from Washington State, USA

      Bill, I love these people--they aren't just words on paper. They are real blood in the veins folk. And I especially love Sarah with an H. I wouldn't mind a bit if this became a regular series.

    • DDE profile image

      Devika Primić 18 months ago from Dubrovnik, Croatia

      A beautiful story! Family is so important.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you so very much, Venkatachari M. I really appreciate your kind words.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Linda, thank you! These are people I would be very comfortable with. I suspect they will be back soon.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you very much DDE!

    • MarleneB profile image

      Marlene Bertrand 18 months ago from Northern California, USA

      Your characters are so full of life. Congrats to William and Sarah with an h.

    • Larry Rankin profile image

      Larry Rankin 18 months ago from Oklahoma

      Wonderfully drawn, my friend.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you Marlene! It's easy writing about these people. I feel I know them.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you Larry! I appreciate it.

    • Homeplace Series profile image

      William Leverne Smith 18 months ago from Hollister, MO

      We've followed an curious path from where we started, for sure. How will Maw Maw do on an Iowa farm? More character changes are in the wind moving forward, me thinks... Thanks for sharing!! ;-)

    • profile image

      Old Poolman 18 months ago

      Great story as always Bill, but you knew that or you would not have published it for us to read.

      Having spent many summers on a farm in Iowa I could live the story you wrote. Nobody who hasn't live or worked on a farm can even imagine what a hard life this can be. Many farmers worked 7 days a week, 365 days a year, with no vacations at all.

      It is sad, but most of the family farms I knew and loved are gone now. The children of the farmers wanted nothing to do with the farm after they graduated from school. The farms were sold to large co-ops who now farm thousands of acres.

      Anyhow, you once again took me back in time for a very pleasant trip.

    • MizBejabbers profile image

      MizBejabbers 18 months ago

      Great salt-of-the-Earth characters, Bill. Real people who act out of love make an interesting and heart-warming story. "Colder than shit?" be careful of that cow patty. When Sarah with an h steps in a nice warm one, she may change her mind. Great story!

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Without a doubt, Bill. Stay tuned as life continues to change for these good folk.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Mike, my roots are in the same state. Perhaps that's why I enjoy this story and these people so much. I know them...I feel for them...and I understand them.

      I'm glad you are enjoying it. Thanks my friend.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      MizB, if it gets cold enough they can burn those cow patties. :) Thanks and I'm glad you enjoy this story.

    • always exploring profile image

      Ruby Jean Fuller 18 months ago from Southern Illinois

      I'm so glad you decided to write about your life in the earlier years. I hope you continue, not because I'm nosy but because you make your life so interesting, the good and the bad and ugly. Well done my friend!

    • breakfastpop profile image

      breakfastpop 18 months ago

      I loved this story and I want more.

    • drbj profile image

      drbj and sherry 18 months ago from south Florida

      Fascinating story, Bill, with strong, lovable characters. And so many questions to be answered: Will Maw Maw fit in with the family? Will William stay on the farm? Will the baby bib overalls fit the new progeny?

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you Ruby! This isn't a literal story of my life, but it is liberally sprinkled with true events. :) I appreciate your support, as always.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      And so you shall have it, Pop...thank you!

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      drbj, as usual, you struck at the important chord of the story...the bib overalls. :)

    • MsDora profile image

      Dora Isaac Weithers 18 months ago from The Caribbean

      Sarah with an h made me happy too. A really touching, heartfelt conversation around the fireplace. What a great sense of family!

    • agusfanani profile image

      agusfanani 18 months ago from Indonesia

      Having read this part, I find it a beautiful story. Sara with h is a very nice wife and has great love for her husband. I can't wait to read the next parts.

    • Jodah profile image

      John Hansen 18 months ago from Queensland Australia

      What a wonderful feel good story this was Bill. It is easy to see why you fell in love with your own characters and want to keep them alive. I think I can speak for your readers and say we have fallen in love with them as well..especially Sarah with a h. Well done with such a good message "Family is what's important."

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you Dora! It was nice to share these characters with you. I'm glad you appreciate them.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you very much, Agusfanani!

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you John! I suspect the story isn't over with yet. :)

    • Seafarer Mama profile image

      Karen Szklany Gault 18 months ago from New England

      "... fighting odds that were stacked against them from the time they pushed through the birth canal and slithered from the womb." ~ love the dickens out of this line!

      Also love where you left the story for now. Looking forward to the next installment. In the meantime, I have 4000 words to write today to catch up with my NaNoWriMo goal.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Mama, I'm happy you loved that line....one of my goals is to write one memorable line in each short story....and best wishes on that NaNoWriMo goal....I know you'll do it.

    • Ericdierker profile image

      Eric Dierker 18 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Well buddy I was tearing, laughing and cheering. You be the man!

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Eric, if you are doing those things then my job as a writer is done. :) Thank you!

    • tillsontitan profile image

      Mary Craig 18 months ago from New York

      I hope you're happy you got me bawling again! These characters are so real, I think I know them too.

      God bless Sarah with an h. She's the kind of gal anyone would be proud to know, and now we have a baby to look forward to!

      Life won't be easy on that farm, but it sure will be filled with love.

    • Gypsy Rose Lee profile image

      Gypsy Rose Lee 18 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Most delightful and meaningful story. I look forward to more about them after baby makes three.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Mary, I am happy! LOL I'm so glad you enjoy these characters. I have the feeling they will be returning. Nothing flashy about any of them; just good, honest folk trying to get by. :)

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      I'm glad you enjoyed it, Rasma! Thanks for stopping by.

    • phoenix2327 profile image

      Zulma Burgos-Dudgeon 18 months ago from United Kingdom

      For pity's sake, Bill. Quit pussyfooting around and write the book already! Sorry, that was a bit harsh but you're not the only one who has fallen in love with these characters. I want more. I want to be involved in their lives. I want to know if Maw Maw is willing to make the move. I want to know if the little critter is a born farmer or wanderer. So how about it? Write book?

    • manatita44 profile image

      manatita44 18 months ago from london

      Thanks Bill.

      Your Sister, Mom, Sarah with an h and life carries on. A few additions, perhaps ...cool! Nice story with some real life-life people.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Sheez, Zulma, why don't you put the pressure on me while you're at it? :) Thanks so much. Maybe after I finish the next two books I'm working on I can give this one a bit more attention.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you Manatita. That's what I was shooting for, real life people.

      Blessings always, my friend.

    • bravewarrior profile image

      Shauna L Bowling 18 months ago from Central Florida

      This story makes me smile. I love the relationship William and Sarah with an h have. They share each others' souls effortlessly.

      I wonder if Maw Maw will be up for moving to Iowa. Something tells me her roots are firmly planted in the swamp, intertwined with the glorious cypress trees and sounds of the marsh.

      Hopefully, we shall see. I hope these characters continue to speak to you, Bill. They certainly have grabbed my heart.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Awww, thanks Sha! Nothing special about these people and perhaps that's what makes them special. They are people we all feel we know or would like to know.

    • annart profile image

      Ann Carr 18 months ago from SW England

      A story full of emotion, full of charm and full of the message of family - brilliant! But then you know that.

      My latest granddaughter is called Savannah; everyone said 'oh, like the desert?' My daughter said, 'No, with an 'h''!

      Have a great remainder of Sunday, bill!

      Ann

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Happy Sunday to you, Ann! I love that your granddaughter is Savannah with an "h." That made me smile.

      Thank you!

      bill

    • phoenix2327 profile image

      Zulma Burgos-Dudgeon 18 months ago from United Kingdom

      Pressure? Perish the thought. I think impatient is a better word. At any rate, you don't fool me, Bill. I seriously doubt you created these engaging characters because you had a couple of minutes to kill. You (or more than likely, your muse) have plans for these guys beyond a few short stories. I believe there is a book brewing here, but it needs time to mature. I can wait. I know it will be worth. :)

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Zulma, you may be right. We'll just have to wait and see. :) Thank you once again and Happy Monday to you!

    • Billrrrr profile image

      Bill Russo 18 months ago from Cape Cod

      Shoot. Bill, this is just like the Waltons going west and I mean that as a sincere compliment, as I am an avid fan of Mr. Earle Hamner Jr. I read his blog and checkout his website once in a while. He's over 90 but as modern and up to date as an episode of 60 Minutes. I'm not sure if that's a compliment.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Billrrr, I will consider it a compliment and thank you!

    • Frank Atanacio profile image

      Frank Atanacio 18 months ago from Shelton

      Billy your shorts are simply poignant and often realistic.. a fabulous train ride for the hungry readers :) would have voted up and awesome had they not removed that feature :)

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you so much, Frank. I do love creative writing.

    • fpherj48 profile image

      Paula 18 months ago from Beautiful Upstate New York

      Good to know you love creative writing, because I REALLY love reading your creative writing! Sis.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      I'm glad, Sis. I like Billy. He's just crazy enough to keep life interesting. :)

    • Missy Smith profile image

      Missy Smith 18 months ago from Florida

      I really loved this story. I can certainly relate to trying to leave a life you never wanted, then somehow life circumstances have led you straight back, and even though you still may not want to be there, you recognize why you are; you see the bigger picture. It's all about L-O-V-E. It's all about what is best for the ones' you love. :)

      I love that you take the time to sit with us and let us get to know you and your wisdom. Everything you said about love is so right. I smiled and giggled with you and Beth a few times while you talked. Especially when you talked about how people say Love Ya! instead of I Love You! I so agree. I also agree that you make sacrifices for loved ones. I have done this to be able to be the right kind of mother for my children, since I am the only parent. Things are just not important. I will live the simple life and be happy with it all my life. Thanks Billy! :)

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Missy, thank you for sharing your thoughts. For someone so young you seem to have grasped the importance of life and love....makes me happy to call you a friend, even if just online.

    • Missy Smith profile image

      Missy Smith 18 months ago from Florida

      Oh, I'm not young at all billybuc. Although that is such a great compliment, thank you! I will turn 44 this coming Wednesday actually. :)

      I am so glad I can call you a friend as well. I have met so many good people here on HP. I think I finally fit in somewhere.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you very much, Missy. Isn't the internet wonderful? I have so many friends in the far corners of the world....and 44 is pretty darn young to me, Missy. :)

    • Genna East profile image

      Genna East 18 months ago from Massachusetts, USA

      It takes talent and a gift for knowing and understanding human nature... to write so well of "ordinary people" who are anything but. Once again, you pull us in from the beginning paragraphs, introducing us again to your characters who immediately become our friends. I loved this inspiring installment, Billy...this may sound silly, but reading this is, for me, like going home. :-)

    • aviannovice profile image

      Deb Hirt 18 months ago from Stillwater, OK

      This is a fabulous story ad says so much in regards to what the meaning of family is really all about. It is providing for each other and being that moral support that we all need.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Not silly at all, Genna. It is a beautiful compliment and I thank you for making my evening.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you very much, Deb. I'm so happy you enjoyed this.

    • tillsontitan profile image

      Mary Craig 18 months ago from New York

      Okay, HP says I'm following this hub and yet my comment isn't here. Wassup with that?

      I love this story and I love reading it. Life doesn't always turn out as we plan and this is a perfect example. Sarah with an h is very wise and so are you.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Mary, the day you figure out HP, please let me know. I've got four years of confusing behind me now. :) Thank God for all of you who keep me sane here. Thank you and I'm so glad you enjoy this story. More next week.

    • FlourishAnyway profile image

      FlourishAnyway 18 months ago from USA

      Colder than shit? (Ain't it supposed to be warm?) But I LOVE that analogy about colder than a witch's tit! What a touching story. It's a big decision to decide to uproot from Louisiana to Iowa and bring your Mawmaw along too. Huge culture and weather differences. All in the name of love. Good photos, too, to go along with your story!

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you Flourish and yes, shit usually is warm, but that's what I've always heard....strange, unless it's shit that's been outside for a long time in the winter. :)

    • Aliswell profile image

      Aliswell 18 months ago from Iowa

      Mr. Bill...Your character caught me in the Act!! Well, for part of it anyway. We both had the dream from a Very Early age of escaping the drudgery of living the life of a Kid, masquerading as a Farmer!!

      I Escaped that life, the very night I graduated high school. Within an hour of receiving that All Holy piece of paper proclaiming my ability to enter and function in the world, as anointed 'High School Graduate'.. my sister, brother-in-law, and current girlfriend, ...drove me in that 59' Buick some 20 miles to the home and New Life shuttle port, of my new boss... Mr., Murray Schuler "Wheat Harvest Entrepreneur Extraordinaire"!

      Wheat Harvest finished and 3 months later, I really broke Free!! Anchors Away me Boy, Navy life (not college) four plus years of Glorious Non Farm related chores!!

      Never looked back, No One offering for Re-Relocation, and certainly No Desire to return. If I could-of, should-of...well just not in the cards for a "Motherless and Fatherless; raised by Brother and Sister" farm boy.

      Chores of necessity for someone relying on the generosity of a Brother and later a Sister providing for an Orphaned little brother...That is what I remember about life as a 8 year Old living and working on 120 acres of 'Hard Til' land Southwest Iowa circa 1953.

    • billybuc profile image
      Author

      Bill Holland 18 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Al, thanks for sharing that fascinating mini-story of your life. I don't blame you at all. As much as I romanticize farm life, there is no way I would operate a 120 acre farm...I'm more of a one or two acre urban farm kind of guy. :)

    Click to Rate This Article