he summer of 1942, when I was 6 years old, my parents planned a surprise trip from our home in Pekin, Ind., to visit Mother's father, two brothers and a sister who lived in the Ozarks in Summersville, Mo. This was during World War II, and times were really hard. Even if you had money to buy something, it was rationed and sometimes you just couldn't get it. Dad knew the tires were worn on our 1935 Chevrolet, but it was impossible to buy new ones, so
Headed to the Ozarks
Jan 31, 2023
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