Seemed simple enough at the time, we’d take a couple of lawn chairs down to the shore of Lake Pepin and if some boats were out we’d watch them. We took books and if the boats weren’t out we’d read the books.

But as we settled in, I was immediately cast back to the Sunday in lllinois in July when we were snowbound. We had a 1958 VW and we were headed to St. Louis from Kalamazoo. Hot day, very hot and that was the problem.The fields were corn, no soybeans, and as the day heated up the kernels popped, filling the fields and roadways.