All right, chums, here’s the conclusion of stories about my grandma, Mildred, and her brother, Lowell, as they grew up in small-town South Dakota in the early 1900s.
During this past year, I’ve periodically done “episodes” on Instagram Stories in which I draw from the diaries of my great-great-grandmother, Minerva Baker Haddock. While some have told me telling extended stories on a platform called Stories isn’t the done thing,
once a punk, always a punk.
You tell me not to do a thing? Heh.
Last week, I posted a couple new episodes. Here’s the first half of a story about my grandma and her brother, Lowell. I’ll post the second half tomorrow.