Uncle Harry Entering Barn, near Norfolk, Nebraska, 1947 (from The Home Place) After his father’s death in 1941, Morris returned to Nebraska with his wife to visit his uncle’s farm. He found the place in disarray: ‘Doors tilted in shed doorways, fences were down, the dead trees of an orchard stood in weeds near the house, every visible object, wagon, implement and structure seemed to be at the end of a losing battle. The peeled branches of long dead trees arched over the house. Never before had I set eyes on such a mockery of my remembrance’