One of the fond memories of my childhood (during the 60s and 70s) were the trips my brother and I made with my grandmother to fun destinations around Northeast Iowa. Along the way, we saw many of the old windmills still in working order. Grandma would give us each a nickel every time we spotted a windmill rising above the corn fields in rural Iowa .
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Julie Mayser 25 May 2009
Vwey nicely done,Greg!Sharon Gonzalez 24 May 2009
VERY INCREDIBLE ILLUSTRATION, GREG.Heloisa Castro 24 May 2009
excellent illustration