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Granddad did have a stash of old coins – a five-gallon bucket full of old pennies and a jar of Indian head pennies worth quite a bit more than face value. I worked in the store sometimes and my older brother Mark, younger sister Cinda Kay, and I took turns sleeping over. Grandma did keep the store going for a while and we did all try to help her. He did eventually get sick and had to live in a nursing home in Decatur gradually losing control of his faculties, as they say. My Granddad really did fall asleep with a lit cigar and burned a hole in a living room chair. Hobos rode the rails back then and we did find a campsite along the tracks. The names have been changed to protect the innocent though – and maybe even the guilty! Grandma’s name was Effie – for real, not as a nickname like in the story. Though the main plot is a work of fiction, much of the story is based on truth.įor instance, the main characters were my family members, and the places and locations were real. The story takes place in 1967 Forsyth, Illinois – my hometown. I made the main story up but based it on some real places, people, and events. It is what you would call historical fiction. I have several short stories on this blog now. I read somewhere once though that a novelist is just a “failed short-story writer!” I liked that. I always thought I might write a novel someday. It has all stirred lots of memories and has been a pleasant diversion. Looking at old photos posted and reading the comments, making many myself.
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Reading a Facebook page called “Forsyth – Then and Now” has caused plenty of reminiscing.