Come to a family reunion sometime. A block down from the Ward House is the old homestead where the patriarch lived with one of his two families not many years ago. In his lifetime he ran the village store and housed and fed itinerant Indians and raised up a numerous progeny by his two wives… One of [the family's] most regular wanderings is the annual reunion, and they will come a long way for it. They stream into town by car, on foot, by in...
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