Look Out for the Oak Manor Kids

I spent the first couple years of my life in this world at Oak Manor Trailer Court just East of Roseau. My earliest memory is my dad and brother firing off model rockets in the farm field on the other side of the trees. I was two. Yes, a two-year-old can in fact retain memories. Got that experience verified later in life. Sorry to the farmer who had some rocket parts mixed in with the grain over the years. Hopefully some kind of farm technology sorts that all out.

I got my cantankerousness (did I just invent a word?) from the infamous Grandpa Arnie, who was a real pain in the ass cranky Roseau...