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My name is John Hill.
I was born in Finland in the year 1901.
I only had a fourth grade education.
I stopped going to school to work on my father's farm.
Soon after I married a Finnish girl named Naimi.
We lived in Finland but found more opportunities in America.
I arrived at Ellis Island in New York.
From there I got a mining job in Calumet.
We shared a small house with another family.
There we had two boys named Edward and Aino.
They grew up knowing both Finnish and English.
After they were born, we packed up and moved to Dollar Bay.
I then found a higher paying job at a smelter.
At that job I earned enough money to buy eighty acres of land.
After buying the land me and my boys built a three bedroom house.
We also planted potatoes, corn, and strawberries.
Around this time we also had a barn and it was filled with livestock.
One June the barn caught fire.
Our livestock burnt to death.
We also lost equipment and some harvest.
I never did build another barn.
One summer night in 1979 I took a walk to the general store.
While crossing the road on the way back I was struck by a car.
I never regretted a day of my life because I lived every one to the fullest..
© Corey King
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