Camping year round
The Clarence Cooper Memorial Birdhouse(3rd picture) was one of the most heartwarming stories I wrote this last year. I was coming through a terrible blizzard after an ice storm that froze my tent to the ground and stopped in a tiny park with cabins in NW Iowa. The followup was fun trying to piece a story together and finding living relatives to interview. Clarence delivered oil around three counties and when he retired a daughter had a house made for his yard. He loved it so well, the family placed two more in a park he went hiking in each day. This tale was just near the end when I found a daughter whose son was so impressed with his grandfathers outdoor interests that he completed his degree in conservation and worked as a intern in this park He met an untimely death just miles away a few months earlier in a car accident.
The lives I interact in are remarkable and sometimes it becomes awkward to meet people especially under these circumstances. I talk every month to one of his relatives, she said she enjoyed my time so well and is a bundle of joy to have met and shared some of her 87 years.We have never met face to face, but share a lot on the phone and with cards. I became a part of her life as many of you become a part of mine, sharing and caring about each other. Through many of my interviews I make a story and always give the families involved the hard copy. This is how the prairie tales I share come around. Clarence and his grandson enjoy their time together again , walking around the lake at this tiny state park.Their thoughts and happiness mingle with those of others, on a gentle prairie breeze.