The Superior Express -

Editor's Notebook

 

February 18, 2021



One hundred years ago today my father was born in a farm house a couple miles or so north of Abdal, Nebraska. He was his parents fourth and last child.

I don’t remember Dad or his parents talking about the circumstances surrounding his birth. But they did talk about the day they found their baby boy drinking kerosene. Grandmother was on a ladder painting the farmhouse porch when she looked down to see her youngest trying to drink the kerosene she planned to clean her brush with.

The doctor was summoned from Nelson, My grandparents told a vivid story of the doctor rushing to the farm. He...



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