According to an old saying, everyone will have fifteen minutes of fame sometime in their life. When I was in high school, I hoped, with luck, to find mine in football.
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Much of the burden of taking care of our seven children fell to my wife, Donna, who was home most of the time. In the latter part of the fall, I could tell that she was tired, not just from lack of sleep, but from not having any time to herself. I tried to think of something that she could do that would give her a change and be something she would enjoy.
I had been working on a doctorate for three years, with little time off. I had already defended my dissertation, and my committee had passed it. I only had two more reviews to have the dissertation finalized. It had been to the next reviewer for two weeks, but sometimes they took months to go through it. It seemed like the perfect time for a vacation.
Rachel's father insisted they treat the Native Americans with respect. Most of the other settlers' children talked negatively about them, but Rachel didn't dare. More than once, her father had scolded her for her attitude. He was a religious man and insisted everyone was equal in God's eyes. But that didn't change how she felt.