My playmate and I decided one day, we would like to see what each other looked like, looking through the holes of the little house out back. We stood on tiptoe and each put our head through a hole. We were having fun till we decided to take our heads out. Unfortunately, the hole I had my head in had a nail underneath, headed straight for the hole, and every time I tried to get out it cut me. My playmate went running and screaming to her mother that I had my head stuck in the outhouse hole. Her mother looked the situation over and lifted me straight up by the heels.
The ordeal was over. By the way, we never decided to do that trick again.
Mrs. Luther Pomraning
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.