Fay talks so often about his grief at not getting more schooling. He passed into the eighth grade, but never went a day. He took over the farming, his father was sick and they needed him. He never had a chance to go back to school. But the school is still there, covered in brush and about to fall down.
This little house is the one Fay's father moved the family into when the bank foreclosed on the farm, him and all the children.
We had the best family dinner in Oregon, WI, all three surviving siblings in a row and all the nieces, nephews and relations.