My Aunt was a teacher in a one room rock schoolhouse built in 1885 and is still standing in 1992. She was in an automobile wreck and they asked my Mother to teach for her.
We didn’t know about baby sitters in those days, so Mother took me, a three-year-old, to school.
She said I sat very quietly and hardly knew I was there.
She always took me to Normal (teacher training in the ’30s) with her. She said I always sat very quietly and gave her no bother!
Pauline Fecht
Syracuse, Kansas
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.
