Motherhood,
Dad always said it came in animals with weather changed,
My dad Doc Leon N.Heike,
Youngest son of Paul John Andrew Heike and Agnes Kleeman Heike of Shawno Wisconsin,
One hell of an adjustors,
Loved being an Iowan farmer,
Mom and dad bought the old Folk farm out West Ridge way eight miles from Waukon,Iowa, in Nineteen sixty seven,
For ten grand,
Sixty acres rolling hills and a creek bed that gave me a deep love of History in the fossils we uncovered,
Mom found this animal with head and visible ribs fossilized, we found bits of correl abd a multitude of other delightful stuff,
There was a nice field up top by the Curtains,
Just after the folks bought the little place the Heike Cousins came to visit they were all so cool,
From Seymour,Wisconsin we voikd say See more and Walk on,
Seymour and Waukon our two town names were native American too,
Their was a log cabin barn and head house attached and the house on the place was log cabin for some reason Covered with black crap!
We were down by the barn when my four girl cousins and their mom came over.the hill,
Arm in arm singjng.the sound of music,
I know campy right,
Still true,
It made a lasting memory,
Mom and Diane Presemon were buddies and Brownie leaders together,
They would.have Troup picnics out in yard,
One day mom was in the yard of the.little cabin with our rope swing and found an apple,
One bite out of this lovely apple,
Mother picked it up and shouts,
What do you think apples grow on trees,
Its still funny,
About thirty years later dad had rodeos out there at the first of three farms,
Mo. And dad had named the farm the triple H,
The brand was a h with a three top of through lower right stick of h,
Mom and dad became stock contractors,
Raised one hundred and one head of horses,
American Paint and American Quarter Horses,
Well this morning in the start of my one day property I heard sneezing,
Penny Molly’s mom was in the lower sink cupboard,
I quick as I could moved her into Pretty Bird’s room,
It’s warm with food and places to hide,
Val Whitewolf 