I was not a native Iowan, having spent my school days in Omaha, Nebraska, just across the Missouri river from Iowa. However, the man I married was a native Iowan, who I met when we attended the same college in Nebraska. When he graduated, we settled in Iowa where my farm-boy husband soon taught his city-girl wife the difference between corn and soy beans, a must know item in small town Iowa. There I completed my college degree at the University of Iowa and became a fan of the Iowa Hawkeye athletic teams. We spent 37 years of our lives in Iowa, working at our jobs as teachers and raising our children. That was 37 years of learning the rhythms of the land and cities; the gentleness of a day in May, the amazing thunderstorms of summer, the richness of harvest time in fall, and the biting cold of an Arctic high in the Winter. It was 37 years in the prime of our lives that left an indelible mark. As such, I will always be an Iowan. Hence, my username: Iowan.
I may have told you before, but as a kid, the state name IOWA, I was scared of the name..something about vowels. bhahahha, but you make the fear go away! lol
the amazing thunderstorms!! I grew up in Missouri...I know them well! Now I live in New England, and I don't get storms very often, so I really miss them!
@kendrawalter i now live in Seattle, the rain capital of the US. I had no idea that they did not have thunderstorms out here-just constant (depressing) drizzle.
I love that big title! The definition made me smile. Thanks for sharing how you came to be Iowan. I wondered it you were born there since I knew you lived in Seattle now!
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