“My parents, Odes B. and Sadie Jantz Unruh, came to Bonners Ferry in 1936 when I, their eldest son, Lawrence , was twelve years old, exchanging the nightmare of dust clouds on the horizon for the quiet, unmoving outline of
“My parents, Odes B. and Sadie Jantz Unruh, came to Bonners Ferry in 1936 when I, their eldest son, Lawrence , was twelve years old, exchanging the nightmare of dust clouds on the horizon for the quiet, unmoving outline of