Goodbye Ringer


In Muscatine on Friday, March 4, 1955, I took our dog, Ringer, to the vet to be put to sleep.  Dale wrote, “He was too sick to suffer any longer.”  That was one of the hardest things I have ever done; I held him while he died.  Above: Ringer with me in 1953.

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