We were quite young when the Second World War was over. I was only about 10, but the sound of many planes is still an ominous one to me.
The Iowa plains were one route the bombers flew over to cross the continent, and often I was awakened in the night by their thunderous sound. I remember asking my cousins whether they had heard the noises in the night. They assured me that they had, and that those were fighter planes on their way to the front.
Back in 1955 a call went out from the editors of the then Capper’s Weekly asking for readers to send in articles on true pioneers. Hundreds of letters came pouring in from early settlers and their children, many now in their 80s and 90s, and from grandchildren of settlers, all with tales to tell. So many articles were received that a decision was made to create a book, and in 1956, the first My Folks title – My Folks Came in a Covered Wagon – hit the shelves. Nine other books have since been published in the My Folks series, all filled to the brim with true tales from Capper’s readers, and we are proud to make those stories available to our growing online community.