We were all born in Donnelly, Minnesota. My Dad owned a beautiful farm there by a lake. Don't know why he sold it. I was only 4 at the time, but some neighbors, the Gaffs, the Stones, and Dad decided to go up to Northern Minnesota to squat on land. Dad got 140 acres and Grandpa 80, right next to each other at Pelan, Minnesota in Kettson County. The other family got their land in Roseau County. Pelan is a ghost town now. My sister Minnie must had T.B. before we moved, as she was sick in bed all the time after we moved. Dad built a 7 room house on his property. There was so much stone, ther, they could not plow, but had a lot of cattle, sheep, chickens, 6 horses, and an ox team. Minnie died the first year we were there at the age of 19. The men used to go to Dakota to work during threshing to earn enough money for clothes and groceries. Oscar went along when he was 17, and where they were going to thresh, they had to help build a grainery first. Oscar was on top of the roof and a plank broke. He fell down across the thong of a wagong, and our neighbor, Mr. Press, about 200 pounds, fell on top of him. His elbow hit Oscars chest and a rib went through his lungs, so he got T.B. Dad sent him south to Galveston Texas, to Uncle Lewis to stay for the winter. The Doctor said to send him south, but guess that was the worst place to send him, as it was so damp on the Gulf of Mexico, but Uncle took him around, so he had a nice time. He only lived for 2 weeks after he come home. Then Mother got T.B. from nursing the two, but in every house of our neighbors, soneone died of T.B. as it was swampy all around us. I was only 9 when Mother died, so Dad just locked the house and took Clara and me back to Donnelly to stay with his sister, Olga and Louies Mother. Garfield was on his own working at the time. Wish I had some of the things that were left in the house. but prarie fires came that year and it burned, and anyway Dad never went back. My Grandpa, Mother, Minnie and Oscar are all buried on the church on the sand ridge to Stracona. I was there when you were little, Darlene. Someone kept the graves real nice. When Aunt Olga got married and moved to Hibbing, I came there to help her, but I got confirmed in Donnelly, went through the 8th grade, and then Dad sent me to Oak Grove Seminary, a school for girls, in Fargo, North Dakota. I went there for two years, and then two years at the Lincoln School in Hibbing. Worked at Gohres Market for 2 years, when I married Dad. Then my troubles started. Expecting our first baby for our first anniversary, but in April I got pleurisy, had such a high fever and so much pain in both my sides. It brought Chester. He was born double, but was so small he just fit in Dads hand. Three pounds with all his clothes on. The village had an incubator they brought to the house, and we kept him in there until he was 2 1/2 months old. When he was 10 days old, I had surgury on my lung for puss. They drew the water out by needles, but got too thick. Doctor Adams told me after that he never expected to take me out alive after the surgury. Had a tube in my side 6 weeks, and was in bed 8 weeks. Then had to sleep out on the porch winter and summer. He was afraid I would get T.B. I only weighed 80 pounds, but am still here. Had pleurisy every year then for 7 ro 8 years. When I worked at the theater I landed in the hospital for either bronchitis or pneumonia every year it seemed. It's about 25 years since I had my ceberal Hemmorage....I didn't tell you sister Clara died in 1917 at Seattle Washington of T.B. She married some Crothers, but she didn't write. Until her husband wrote and sent the clipping from the paper. Chesterlived til he was 5 months old. Couldn't get food to agree with him. He died of diarehea and convulsions.....