Akra was the name of the tiny little town in North Dakota where my family lived when I was a child. We owned the Akra Store which was comprised of a grocery store, post office, gas pump and a creamery.
My mother was the shopkeeper, the post mistress, the gas station attendant and the person who separated the cream from the milk and whatever else had to be done to the milk that the farmers brought for processing. Akra was about five miles from another small town (but much bigger than Akra) called Cavalier where everyone in the surrounding countryside went for their “big” shopping.
There were probably a dozen kids in that town including my two sisters and me. We were outside from dawn until dusk all summer long and every day that we could during the rest of the year.
There was a windcharger in the back yard – it didn’t work as I recall but it was a fun place to play. One day all the kids were playing circus and we were pretending to be acrobats. My sister Joan was probably about three years old or so and we wouldn’t let her play with us. We told her she was too little to be an acrobat. So she announced that if we wouldn’t let her be an “Akra-bat” she was going to be a “Cavalier-bat”. And she stomped off!
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