brookmcbride
2 hours ago5 min read
Combines, Outhouses, and Community (or lack of)
“I was a new pastor in Geddes, SD. A “farm” town. And I was more than a little green behind my ears. And even though I grew up in South Dakota, I was a “town” kid. The only “farm” memories I had were of going to Grandma Zantow’s place (mom’s side) when I was little. I have to say I didn’t really care for it. For one thing, it smelled funny. There were cow pies everywhere. Every time I went outside I felt like I was playing “Don’t step on the crack or you’ll break your mother’




















