Only a Shoebox to His Name - Mary Korte - Bog

TTHE GREAT DEPRESSION WAS A CHALLENGE FOR EVERYONE but to be born crippled and shuffled from foster home to foster home during hard times, well, that required an extra measure of endurance.
In his own words, Forrest shares his experience growing up in foster care through the Depression and World War II.
Born with a club foot during a time when surgical procedures were often experimental, he underwent many surgeries over a thirteen-year period. A fourth [or more] of his childhood his home away from home was St. Paul's Children's Hospital, hundreds of miles from any semblance of family. Visiting days, when parents came to visit their children [and nobody came to see him], he withdrew within himself. Yet, he became resourceful.
One of seven children born to a poor, struggling potato farmer in northern Minnesota, he became a ward of the State before he was a week old. Needing special medical care, and behaviorally more than a handful, numerous foster families gave up on him.
At age eight, finally finding stability in a foster home, he learned to stand up for himself, to use his ingenuity to save many a day, and, most importantly, to hold Welfare to its promise. But he had a dark secret that he somehow managed to hide from everyone.