What Goes Around . . .
In off times I write on my memoir. Below is an excerpt from one of the pages. The rest of the story sits at the end of this blog. We moved back to Fort Scott, Kansas from Ottawa, Kansas after WW II when I was four. Our house sat on a corner not far from downtown. Across the street to the west lived an old lady. Because there was a housing shortage at the time, her son, his wife, and…