Harris And Me : A Summer Remembered (1993) - Plot & Excerpts
Home became, finally, something of an impossibility for me and I would go to stay with relatives for extended periods of time. By the time I was eleven I had stayed with several uncles, my grandmother, and an old Norwegian bachelor farmer who thought God lived in the haymow of his barn, where he was afraid to go without wearing a feed sack over his head. He told me God couldn't see through feed sacks and if God couldn't see you, you never died. I had many uncles and shirttail relatives and when I was eleven a kind of rotation dumped me with Harris and his family. The sheriff sent a deputy to pick me up and we left for the Larsons' place in late afternoon. They lived on a farm forty miles north of the town I lived in, yet it might as well have been on a different planet. The ride took about an hour and a half but it went through such varied terrain that before we had gone five miles I was in despair. For two or three of those miles the car moved past farm country that still seemed rather settled.
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