I don't even know where to start. I tagged this "family" because I feel like I'm digging into my mother's roots.
So, the story begins in Springfield, MO in the late 1930s. My grandfather, Raymond Kennon, was a struggling Ozark artist. My grandmother supported the family by teaching school. Around the corner lived the nephew of Rose O'Neill, who
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did you find the drive from branson to little rock tiring? i used to drive it fairly often, and i hated it.
good luck on selling your stuff. it's awesome that you discovered some of your history!
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