With Fowler Eyes

(about growing up in my hometown of Fowler, Illinois)

A lot of farms

A little town

Rural charm

All around

The Cattle family’s

Grocery store

Off highway

Twenty four

Farm and factory

60s cool

Eight full grades

A four room school

4H Clubs

FFA

Baseball games

Baling hay

Unity High’s

Mustang crowd

Pretty farm girls’

Hair curled proud

Homecoming floats

And winter coats

And big sock hops

And school bus stops

And miniskirts

And paisley shirts

And snow tire chains

And Unity Lanes

And assemblies in the gym

Way back when

Then Johnny crashed

And Curt and Phil died

Unabashed

Everyone cried

One July day

I moved away

But could not foresee

On the day I left home

It would never leave me