I woke up this morning feeling quite nostalgic. There are two times of year that I get really home sick for our farm in Grove City, Minnesota. During spring planting and fall harvest.
Growing up in a very small community has its good and bad. While there is a strong sense of community, there is also a strong sense of needing to know everyone else’s business. Perfected information gathering methods produced extensive communication dissemination enabling a rapid spread of public or private information. In other words, gossip spread like wild fire. However, one of easiest ways to be “in the know” was to listen in to other people’s telephone conversations on what was then state of the art technology…the telephone party line.
In those days all phones were stationary objects in the home. Each home on a phone line would have a distinctive ring. For example, for Agne’s home it rang once and for…
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