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My grandfather was born in 1893. He worked in Omaha Nebraska in the winter of 1911 shucking corn for a dollar a day. With part of the money he made that winter he bought a motorcycle and rode it from there to Hays Kansas. Or rather pushed half the way because gas was hard to come by and there were few roads for motor vehicles. I have a picture of him when he got home that day after 20 some days on his journey. He served in WW1 as a teleographer several miles behind the front lines in France. My grandmother spent one of the years he was gone as a school teacher in a 1 room school miles from any town. They got snowed in at one point and spent several days trapped inside before one of the kids parents came with a team of horses and helped dig them out. The good old days.
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