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THE TIME MOM MET HITLER . . .<br />
<strong>of</strong> Hormel’s principal competitor, Swift Foods, handed him a<br />
blank check—literally: a signed check with no amount written<br />
in— and told A.L. that anything he needed was his.<br />
At the same time A.L. was reeling from the financial blow,<br />
it became apparent that Lena was seriously ill. <strong>The</strong> word cancer<br />
was scarcely used around the household, and <strong>of</strong> course, never<br />
in front <strong>of</strong> the children. However, it was cancer—lung cancer<br />
(though my grandmother did not smoke)—and it weakened<br />
her inexorably during that dire summer <strong>of</strong> 1921. In the end,<br />
though, the truth could not be kept from the children, and A.L.<br />
took them to the apple orchard and laid it all out before them.<br />
According to Dad, “Apple Orchard,” a section <strong>of</strong> one <strong>of</strong> his<br />
longer poems, Burr Oaks, is an accurate rendition <strong>of</strong> the event.<br />
<strong>The</strong> beauty <strong>of</strong> the sun shining through the white-and-pink apple<br />
blossoms contrasts, both in the poem and in Dad’s telling, with<br />
the ache <strong>of</strong> what needed to be told.<br />
Dad was seventeen. Having just graduated from Austin<br />
High School, he decided to postpone his departure for the<br />
University <strong>of</strong> Minnesota to assist with his mother’s care and his<br />
sister’s comforting. My grandmother was a believer in the power<br />
<strong>of</strong> prayer, and my father, his father, and she spent many hours<br />
together, praying. Other times, Dad read to her from uplifting<br />
books. He nursed her with tender bites <strong>of</strong> food when she could<br />
eat, and with drinks <strong>of</strong> tea or lemonade. He also managed and<br />
monitored visitations from other ladies <strong>of</strong> the town. Sometimes<br />
Lena was simply too weak to accept a visit, and Dad acted as her<br />
secretary, politely <strong>of</strong>fering apologies on her behalf.<br />
Eventually, there came a time when prayer and local doctoring<br />
were <strong>of</strong> no avail, and the family accompanied Lena to<br />
Chicago to have what was then a last- resort therapy employing<br />
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