I grew up in the Sheffield area of Northeast Kansas City in the late 1950s, but spent a good part of each summer vacation at my grandparent’s house just south of Amoret, Mo.
They lived about three miles south of town. The Marais des Cygnes river was on the east side of their property and a stand of deep timber on the west side. Rich bottom land made up the other two sides of the property. A long winding road made from crushed river rock led to the old house.