The Life in My Years

An anthology of life

September 23rd, 2021, driving southbound in Eastern Iowa. Off to my left is the Mississippi River and somewhere deep in the river bottom is an imaginary line, the boundary between Iowa and the Badger State, Wisconsin. I’m on U.S 52, a winding highway that puts the lie to the notion that Iowa is tedium; flat …

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