Bruce Moats: An introduction
“The boy is finally home.”
That is what my nephew wrote in a text when my wife, son and I moved back to my childhood home, Superior, a few months ago.
I graduated from Superior High School in 1974. My family operated a small ranch just east of town. My father, Lee Moats, died that year of a heart attack at the young age of 51. One of my eight brothers (I have one sister) continued to operate the ranch for a while, but now there are just a couple of horses in the fields. “Town” has steadily grown out to our doorstep.
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