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Sadie's avatar

So sorry for your loss and thank you for sharing such a lovely tribute of your grandmother. Kansas certainly does stick to your soul. Spent many springs, summers and falls... just north of Hays... for planting and harvest. Driving for 8 hours, down from Nebraska, jammed packed in a '68 Charger. My dad flying down the highway with anticipation of helping his family and getting away from it all. Too many to list, the unforgettable memories with cousins, tornados, stray dogs and unsupervised shenanigans. The stories in one gas-pump towns, calloused hands and leathered skin of my grandparents. I always thought Kansas was a different world stepping out of mine. Spent time away, for years, when I got older. Only to return for a seldom wedding and then the funerals. Nothing had changed on my returns, except it looked smaller and worn, but still had a spot in my soul. Your tribute has me thinking of taking a road trip. To see if I will be the first one in the car to spot the old farm silos. Sending you positive vibes J.R.

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Dale's avatar

Sorry for you loss, JR. Beautiful song and a great story/tribute for your Grandma.

And now I know where the line “these Kansas wheat fields won’t break us” from Oven comes from.

Dale

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