Growing up in Kenmare, North Dakota came with 'bleak possibilties' as far as I was concerned: not enough clothes; not enough money, just 'not enough'. I wanted to matter, make a difference, be 'in' with the 'in crowd'. There was a heirarchy in Kenmare: The biggest farms, the nicest cars, the prettiest houses, the most money; the children of those families were popular. Period.
My mother was sensible and wanted for nothing. Not because she had it all but she didn't want for anything special. My dad was extremely hard working; he was a mechanic (the best) and farmed his family's farm on the week-ends. We went to the Lutheran Church every single Sunday.
I was the second oldest and my older sister Colleen and I would lament: Why is she having another baby? Five more came. Then we moved to California and my world changed: Lot's of friends, dancing, there was no heirarchy that I knew of. My biggest problem in life was my little brother throwing his toys at my dates!
Now today we are in Kansas. I think that my husband wants to move here. The midwest gives me claustrophobia. My children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren live in CA, NV and AZ. I'm thinking 'bleak possibilities'.
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