Being required to sit for an hour and a half at a school desk was tolerated only by the fact that after that time we were liberated by recess.
While walking to school, I was glad to get a ride from any auto going my way. One neighbor had a Model T Ford and on occasion would come puttering down the road. When going my way, he would offer me a ride. This offer was accepted with a certain amount of misgiving on my part.
Grandpa looked at the shattered corn leaves. “This is hail country. We don’t want to settle here,” he stated in his native Czech. He was in the North Loup Valley in the early 1880s, looking for a suitable place to homestead.