by Freida Marie Crump
Greetings from Poosey.
My grandma told me a story, so I think perhaps it’s true. If my grandfather had related the tale then I wouldn’t be passing it on. The man was hilarious, but grandpa and the truth were often strangers.
Before my grandparents moved into town, they lived on a farm next to the Steeles. Mary and Floyd Steele farmed 240 acres back when you