Monday June 23, 2014
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I must relate to you that in my last Blog (34) I focused on a small beginning part of Paul Laughin’s memory. I basically remembered where he lived and the business that his dad had set up, cleaning burlap grain bags, in their garage in back of his house. I also commented on the 3 small business that were located across the street fro his house in the “what we called” Up town. Paul must have either remembered of read the longer writing about us when we took a trip to Indiana over a past Christmas vacation. I will jump around from person to person as I remember things.
This morning I got an E-mail from Don and Judy Kingfield that reviewed the this that had happened since my birth in 1941. It was extremely interesting. Watching is E-mail sent me to events that Don and I experienced back when we were younger.
I will star with how I first met Don. I am not real sure, but I think it was in 8th grade. I remember that he lived on the street that I traveled to return to my home. It was a small house and I still remember his dad sitting in a rocking chair in their living room. His dad was quite a bit older than his mother I later learned and was the manager of our local state liquor store. His mom was a house wife but later became one of our teachers, first teaching Latin.
Don played baseball and was a very good pitcher. I remember I always wished I could play baseball as good as he did. (stay with me….I am thinking!).
It wasn’t until after we graduated and were out of high school that we started playing basketball to the Sac City “town team”. Soon after that we tried baseball for the town team. I don’t remember, but Don and Judy were either married or still going together when we played baseball for the town team. I still remember one time, after a game, we went to this town and Judy was driving the car. Don and I had quite a bit to drink and it was a good thing she drove. We didn’t do anything we shouldn’t but we did have a good time, as I recall. I think the town we played was Cylinder, Iowa. I will try to remember more about my acquaintance with Don an later Blogs!
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