Days could be somber in our small Indiana town in 1952, the summer I was 7. Wives and children struggled while they faced uncertain futures. News was sparse and nerves frayed without husbands and fathers who were away from home, serving our country in a place called Korea. Mom, my younger sister, Linda, and I lived in a tiny house close to my maternal grandmother while Daddy was overseas.
Mother didn’t drive. On days when weather cooperated, we would walk
