We stopped at a cemetery near a small town in South Dakota to visit relative’s graves.
An outhouse was on the premises, so I decided to look inside. As I went to step in, I stepped in a hole, and as I did I hit my head on the corner of the over-hanging roof. As I got to the car, I found that the cut was bleeding profusely.
Needless to say, I got a 30-mile lecture on the necessity of seeing a doctor. To this day, I hear about the day I got assaulted by an outhouse!
Madonna Storla
Postville, Iowa
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.
