In the summer of 1957 we left the farm and went to live in Ray North Dakota where my Dad had a job with a construction company. We stayed there all summer and into the fall.
Back then Dad was in charge of all the equipment. So when we would go out to visit him we could pretend we were working. That is me in that checkered shirt and my baby brother is on the other “Cat” perhaps we were having an imaginary race.
This summers weather is reminiscent of that warm summer in North Dakota long ago. North Dakota is different from Minnesota and far away from the comforts of home. No lakes..no swimming..no cool breezes coming over the fields at night. No good tasting water unless you went to the spring by the side of the road to fill the water jugs. There were large bull snakes in the road sometimes..they scared me. That was the summer I learned to play Jacks and Marbles..the summer I was growing so fast I had growing pains at night..and real bad dreams. I was five that summer almost six years old and headed to first grade in the fall. My baby brother was three and when I went off to school he would be an only child during school days and have to do “stuff” all on his own:)