These were the words of young Robert “Boots” McCoy from an area near Boise City, Oklahoma in January 1932, as he huddled with his older sister Ruby Pauline and pregnant mother.
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Dust In The Wind, Part 2
Why is it everytime I read the title, a song by Kansas pops into my head?!
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That is as it should be. Cue the violin solo. If you’ve seen the video, you could imagine the lionlike mane of hair while you hear the music in your head. 😉
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Those were some terrible times. It takes a special strength to go through that.
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