Memories Left for My Kids

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A lesson that made an impression

I have often wondered why Dad insisted that I, as a 10-year-old kid, accompany him to a murder trial. The session took place on the third floor of the Collingsworth County Courthouse in Wellington and lasted for a few days…we attended only one as I remember.

W ith the help of an old Wellington Leader article — really an obituary — I have filled in what memory has partially erased over 80 plus years…