As I turn 80 and have a new knee my thoughts have returned to my home town. It is still about the same size. When my mother played basketball for the high school in the early 20’s it was the same size. Where some towns have become over a million in population my home town has hardly ever gone over 1000. Such consistent behavior somehow is calming in these wildly changing times. One great part of my school was the indoor plumbing and we had a swing set, a merry go round, and even a windmill to climb. I was afraid to climb the windmill. Tatum is a long way from Ultima Thule.
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