Hanover, Kansas, is a town of 653 people, a few miles south of the Nebraska state line, about a third of the way west from Missouri to Colorado. It's been on this blog a number of times before. My mother-in-law, Elvira, is here. She's 90 and still lives in her own home. Her next door neighbor, Ray, is 85. He served in the Army in France during World War II, then worked for 41 years as a section foreman on the Burlington Northern Railroad. He'll gladly tell you all about it. Ray has a 1929 Ford Model A in the garage. He says it runs but I didn't see it. Maybe one day he will fix it up. It's not for sale.
7 comments:
Ah, a superb post. Have a good time in HaNNover ;-)
I like the first photo. well done and it brings back memories
You are a terrific story teller.
Thanks.
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That top photo is a beauty, and so is Ray's portrait.
Great story! I find this world quite amazing if you care to hear about people's lives...
Love both of these Bob. The closeup is great and I love Ray's portrait. Maybe I'll find some French farmers to photograph!
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Ray's portrait is the bee's knees. So many stories there...
There are so many wonderful portraits out there: this is a classic. I like his pose: the arms and the distant gaze.
It really doesn't matter whether it goes or not or whether it is worth anything. I am chuffed that it is not for sale.
Should it be sold, the new owner would restore it so that it was worth much more and all its charm would be destroyed.
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