During the early 70's a town named Holmen in central Wisconsin was nothing more than a community that included a feed store, several farms and a real general store.  At that time many people would only take one trip a week into town to buy supplies.  I can remember how I would beg to go into to town to break the monotony of my country life.  I would find myself often boldly lying, promising that I would not ask for a thing if I could go.I would hop into an enormous dark blue and white Ford truck and rumble down the dirt road as I plotted how I was going to convince my driver to by me some candy.  By the time we finished the slow 6 mile drive I... » Read More