For the last four years, I’ve been Toots McDougald’s next door neighbor. On the day I signed away my life to First Security Bank, I drove over to Locust Lane to survey the ruins. As I walked around my dilapidated…
In the summer of 1940, Toots McDougald was a blissfully married young woman, living at the end of the world. When Dick Wright asked her to the Junior Prom in 1932, she fell instantly and forever in love. They’d both…