I grew up on a ranch near Willow Creek, Montana, during the Great Depression. Running through the fields to school with my brothers and sisters was among my most cherished memories along with having attended all 12 grades in that small hamlet.

With nine children in the family, we were raised as free as birds, growing up in a world of simplicity. Our farm was our world and nature an educator that gave us free rein for our imaginations. We absorbed the natural order of things and observed the facts of life unfolding daily before our eyes.

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