Down on the Farm: The first Mildred
After reaching her 100th birthday last month, we wondered how long it would be before my great Aunt Olive found another reason to live. It took one week.
"I am the last of the Mohicans," Olive said. "I want to show you where my family lived when I was born or nobody will remember."
The problem? Olive was born near Canby, Minn., two hundred miles to the south. She hasn't taken a trip like that in fifteen years. No matter. Aunt Olive decided we would go last Saturday.
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