“In 1937 my dad hitched a team to a wagon and we went down the road a couple of miles to a neighbor’s house for Sunday dinner,” says Dewain Collins, who was living in Weatherford at the time. “I was 11 months old and just learning to walk. Sometime that afternoon I began to get sick. We went on back home and I laid around sick for a couple of days. My parents decided I needed to go see a doctor…