― Sarah Dessen,
At my last memory I was telling of my first year to teach and my relationship with Dick, future husband. He has now been transferred to Stead Airforce Base, Reno, Nevada. Stead no longer exists; it was a small base near the Sierra Nevada Mountain Range. The main purpose of Stead was for survival military training and helicopter training. The guys were taken out into the mountains and dropped and had to make their way back to base. Because of his college major, Dick is, as he would later say, "flying a large metal desk". He was in finance working in an office on base.
|An aerial view of Stead AFB Reno, Nevada|
At this time, neither of us had met each others' families, outside of Cousin Bonnie whom I introduced in an earlier memory who taught right across the hall from me. So I was quite surprised to get a letter from Dick's mom, inviting me to dinner on a Sunday out to their farm. They were farmers, residing north east of Kansas City by about an hour and a half. The nearest town to them was Bogard, Missouri, a small rural town where Dick had gone to school, graduating with a class of 12! I accepted the invitation and received another letter with directions on how to get there. I guess they thought I might not be able to find the place because we made plans for me to meet Dick's brother, Fay in Bogard and I would follow him out there. The road at that time was not nearly as well maintained as it became in future years. We wound around on narrow gravel roads, crossing a one-way bridge, and finally came to their farm...the house set on a hill overlooking the fields and barns
|The Harold Dodds' farm|
|The Dodds' house many years later after a new owner added a deck on the front.|
|An aerial view of the farm taken probably in the seventies|