Though I was born in Medicine Lodge on December 14, 1929, I do not remember
     too much about the early years. My parents moved away when I was only four
     years old.
       Among my early memories are the times we returned to visit my grandparents.],
     May and Rye Woodward. Grandma seemed to have a sixth sense about many things.
     We would not tell her we were coming to visit. Dad would turn off the motor
     at the top of the hill and we'd coast down and around the corner, then sneak
     up to the house. Grandma would greet us with "We've been waiting supper on
     you"!! Each time we would try something different but Grandma ALWAYS knew
     we were coming.
       We did live in Medicine Lodge again for a short time when I was in the
     fifth grade. We were moving from Missouri back to Kansas and we stayd with
     Grandma and Grandpa until Dad could find us a house in Emporia.
       My fondest memories come from later years. I used to delight in the summer-
     time when I was allowed to visit my Aunt Edith and her family. My cousins -
     Ben, Phyllis, and Virigina Anne - and a special friend Bob Stirewalt, and
     I spent many glorious days wandering the Gyp Hills. When Aunt Edith packed
     her own lunch to go to work at the Gyp Mill, she would pack lunch for the
     five of us and off we'd go - walking the hills. What a wonderful carefree
     time! Can't imagine doing that much walking now! And how EVERYONE went to 
     town on Saturday night. Someone used to take the car and park it on Main
     Street early in the afternoon so there would be a place to sit when we got
     tired of walking. I used to say I couldn't take half a dozen steps without
     seeing a relative 0 what with Woodwards, Axtells, Warrens, etc., ect!! Now
     I go back and can recognize very few, if any. The old school is gone, but
     there is still the old Library building, the Presbyterian Church, the Grand
     Hotel - but the best of all those grand and glorious Gyp Hills.
       There are so many things I could tell about - picking cherries and listening
     to my Grandma sing THE BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC as she did her sewing;
     swimming in the old swimming pool up in the north end of town; the time my
     uncle Dan and his girl friend went to a school party as Lil Abner and Daisy
     Mae; the time I ran away from home (all the way to Grandma's) and hoped my
     Uncle Ben would be the one to come after me as "he only spanked his own kids!"
       My husband, Glen, and I married August 24, 1947. We have two sons, Terry,
     born September 1, 1950, and Larry, born December 1, 1951. Larry has a son,
     Eric, born September 28, 1970, who is our pride and joy. Since I began
     writing this, our son Terry and his wife Roxanne  have been blessed with
     their first child and our very first granddaughter, Kinsey Marie Moore first
     saw the light of day on February 24, 1979, just about twelve hours after her
     great-grandmother Mullikin had her 70th birthday. We had gone up to attend a 
     couple of baby showers so were on hand for the big event as was Uncle Larry.
       We have lived in Dodge City for the last fifteen plus years and plan to 
     make this our last move.
       Medicine Lodge and Barber County will always have a special place in my
     heart.   
                
     Source:Chosen Land - Barber County, Kansas, pg. 341