Tuesday, August 11, 2009
A Comment from Joan (Hooker) Miller
That year I was living in Kansas City with my husband (class of 1954), and visiting my parents, whom lived in Woodward, Iowa. They owned the furniture store right on the main street, which is two blocks long (it's still the same as I was there last year for a high school class renuion; we had quite a crowd for such a small town). We were visiting that week (by train to Des Moines) and just happened to be at the store. We just found out shortly before Khrushchev would be driving east and here came the the police and other cars. As he came down the main street he slowed and he waved at us, standing about 10 feet away. Our son was only 2.5 years ols and he was exicted, as well as I.
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