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WLM for properly. This had to be made more difficult by the Dust Storms of the early 1930s, which passed through Medicine Bow shortly after the family moved into their home. The white curtains and storm windows only did so much good, and fine black dust filtered through. In the wintertime, pipes froze and the family struggled for water. “Dad and the other caretakers had to carry water from Medicine Bow to the airport using five gallon cream cans,” Betty writes. “I can’t begin to fathom how many cans of water they had to haul just for our daily use.” Old tires and railroad ties were gathered for a bonfire to warm the ground, and the pipes defrosted. “From then on in the winter we kept a faucet trickling water,” Betty adds. The airport was one mile from the children’s school, and many miles from health care. Ed decided to use a shelf along the attic stairs as a swing and fell, cutting his chin. A trip to Hanna resulted in stitches. An Armistice Day dance in November at the Community Hall ended with the family hitting ice in their car, overturning and injuring Evelyn. A deep cut on her head required stitches, and Evelyn and her mother headed to Laramie with friends. While returning home days later, another accident occurred; poor Evelyn broke her nose on the dashboard. The doctor advised the worried parents to administer daily doses of cod liver oil to ‘build up her system’ – which she dutifully took in the basement. “{O}ne day either Mom or Dad noticed that she had been tossing the medicine into the coal bin,” Betty writes. | history plane began to depart without him when the man realized what was happening. “Dad said he was runn