Best in Class
Jun 01, 2021
3 minutes
By Robert L. Willett
It was fair time in Kendallville, Ind., in 1941. I was a Chicago boy who had been sort of volunteered to help work on my uncle’s farm during the summers of 1941 and 1942. With the war imminent, manpower was in short supply, which was the reason for my “volunteering.” There was much to be done on the 140-acre farm.
Uncle Tom and Aunt Dodie had recently moved to the farm from a rather affluent suburb of Chicago. They were socialites in every
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