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Ancestors of NANCY SUE RICHARDS

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2. FRANK EUGENE RICHARDS JR.

FRANK WAS BORN IN POMONA, CA, ON 31 AUGUST 1917. HIS PARENTS ARE FRANK EUGENE RICHARDS SR. BORN NOV. 21, 1883 AND PASSED AWAY ON MAY 7, 1962. HIS MOTHER WAS EMMA REBECCA (LINDSEY) RICHARDS BORN IN MAY OF 1883 AND PASSED AWAY IN 1950. 569-09-5778

THESE ARE THE HEADLINES FROM A NEWSPAPER CLIPPING: (I HAVE COPIED THEM WORD BY WORD)
  
   "FRIENDS GIVE SURPRISE PARTY WEDNESDAY FOR NEWLYWEDS"

AS A COMBINED HOUSE WARMING AND MISCELLANEOUS SHOWER, FRIENDS SURPRISED MR. AND MRS. FRANK RICHARDS JR. OF WEST MERRILL AVENUE LAST WEDNESDAY EVENING. HOSTESSES WERE MRS. OTTO A. SEABERG AND HER DAUGHTER DODLEY. THE EVENING WAS SPENT IN VISITING AND IN SEEING HOW THE NEWYLWEDS HAD ARRANGED THEIR HOME. AT A LATE HOUR COOKIES AND PUNCH WERE SERVED TO MR. AND MRS. HENSEN, JR. MISS BETTY HANSEN, MRS. EVA L. CORNEIL, MRS. FRANCES BUCKLEY AND HER DAUGHTER MARY ANN, CHARLES HYNDMAN, HARRY C. HOPKINS SR., AND SON WILLIAM. MR AND MRS. LEROY MORSE. MR AND MRS. FRED F. PELTZ AND MR. AND MRS. OTTO A. SEABERG AND SON JAMES AND DAUGHTER DODLEY. DUE TO A DEATH, SEVERAL FAMILIES WHO WERE INVITED WERE UNABLE TO ATTEND. GUESTS THIS WEEK AT THE RICHARDS HOME WERE MRS. RICHARDS PARENTS AND SISTER, MR. AND MRS. JOHN PARTAIN AND FLOSSIE, AND J. REYNOLDS AND WILLIAM HOPPER, ALL OF PORTERVILLE. THE PARTAINS ALSO VISITED THEIR SON, GLEN AND HIS WIFE AND MRS. PARTAIN'S BROTHER, OLIVER AND FAMILY, ALL OF FONTANA.

WHEN FRANK AND I FIRST MARRIED HE WORKED FOR "SWIFTS" COMPANY, WHERE HE PACKAGED CHICKENS ON ICE TO BE SHIPPED TO DIFFERENT STORES. FRANK HAD WORKED AT "7-UP BOTTLE COMPANY" FOR 11 YEARS, IN SAN BERNARDINO, CALIFORNIA. HE WAS WORKING AT "ROYAL CROWN (RC) BOTTLE COMPANY" IN RIVERSIDE, CA. TILL HE PASSED AWAY ON SEPTEMBER 12, 1978 AT THE AGE OF 61, FROM A HEART ATTACK.

FRANK HAD FALSE TEETH PUT IN THE YEAR 1956, JUST BEFORE NANCY WAS BORN; HE WAS 39 YEARS OLD. WHEN HE WAS A KID HE GOT HIS NOSE BROKEN IN SCHOOL PLAYING FOOTBALL. HE HAD SURGERY TO CORRECT THE BREAK THE SUMMER BEFORE WE GOT MARRIED. HE WAS ALWAYS VERY HEALTHY, NEVER ANYTHING MAJOR. HE LOVED THE SUN. HE WOULD TIE A SCARF AROUND HIS FOREHEAD AS IT ALWAYS SUNBURNED BAD. BUT THE REST OF HIS BODY LOVED TO SOAK THAT SUN IN. FRANK'S SKIN WAS ALWAYS A TOASTY BROWN.

FRANK WAS WONDERFUL WITH THE CHILDREN AND PLAYED WITH THEM EVERY CHANCE HE GOT. HE WOULD WHISTLE ALL THE TIME AND HE SOUNDED LIKE A BIRD. WE HAD ALWAYS JOKED THAT HE WALKED ON HIS HANDS MORE THAN HE WALKED ON HIS FEET. HE COULD WALK ON HIS HANDS FOR WHAT SEEMED LIKE FOREVER, WHETHER IT WAS AT HOME IN OUR YARD OR IN THE SAND AT THE BEACH. WE HAD AN OLD SWING-SET IN OUR BACK YARD, FRANK WOULD HANG UPSIDE DOWN BY HIS KNEES AT THE TOP OF THE SWING AND MAKE A SEAT IN HIS HANDS AND SWING THE KIDS BACK AND FORTH.

FRANK LOVED TO SING AND HAD A BEAUTIFUL VOICE. HE AND A FRIEND OF HIS HAROLD CATRELL HAD A CHANCE TO SING ON THE RADIO. THEN HAROLD BACKED OUT AND FRANK DIDIN'T WANT TO SING A SOLO, SO HE NEVER WENT THROUGH WITH IT. HE WAS A TRUE FISHERMAN; HE COULDN'T CATCH ENOUGH OF THEM! WE WOULD TAKE THE KIDS ON WEEKEND TRIPS TO THE BEACH, WE WOULD FISH AND CAMP OUT IN OUR TENT OR THE CAMPER. WE WOULD GO UP TO POWAY TO FRANKS BROTHER BILL'S AND WE WOULD ALL CAMP OUT AND FISH THERE ALSO. WE TOOK TRIPS TO THE MOUNTAINS AND THE CREEKS FOR PICNICS. ROCK HUNTING. FRANK WAS INTO SCOUTING WITH JOHN AND GLENN WITH THE BOY-SCOUTS. NEVER ANYTHING THAT COST A LOT OF MONEY, BUT WE WERE ALWAYS TOGETHER AS A FAMILY. FRANK ALWAYS HAD A BIG GARDEN GROWING IN THE SPRINGTIME NO MATTER WHERE WE LIVED. WE ALWAYS HAD FRESH FRUITS AND VEGETABLES.  I ALWYAYS FOUND GREAT MEALS TO FIX FOR THE FAMILY, WE NEVER WENT HUNGRY.  

FRANK LOVED THE OUTDOORS AND THE SUNSHINE. SO THAT IS WHERE WE SPENT A LOT OF OUR FREE TIME. FRANK WAS ALSWAYS SO DARK AND TAN AND I WAS FAIR SKIN BUT DARK HAIR. WHEN I WOULD BE OUT IN THE SUN WITH FRANK, I WOULD ALWAYS WEAR A HAT OF SOMEKIND. I WOULD RUB VINEGAR ALL OVER ME TO KEEP THE BUGS AWAY, THEY LIKE TO EAT ME ALIVE. WHEN I WAS NINE YEARS OLD I CAME DOWN WITH MALARIA FEVER AND ALMOST DIED FROM DRINKING WELL WATER THAT HAD BEEN CONTAMINATED BY MASQUITOS. WHEN I GET BIT BY ONE THEY MAKE ME VERY SICK AND I GET BE SCORES. I DO MY BEST TO STAY AWAY FROM THEM.

BAPITZED: FRANK RICHARDS AND FOSSIE EVANS (MOM'S SISTER) WERE BAPTIZED AT THE SAME TIME THE SUMMER OF 1939 IN SAN BERNARDINO, CALIFORNIA.

IN LOVING MEMORIE OF OUR FATHER "FRANK EUGENE RICHARDS" THANKS FOR ALL THE GOOD TIMES DAD, YOU'RE THE BEST! WE LOVE YOU!

FRANK EUGENE RICHARDS JR. PASSED AWAY ON SEPTEMBER 12, 1978 AT THE KAISER FOUNDATION HOSPITAL IN FONTANA, CALIFORNIA. WE WERE LIVING IN RIALTO, CALIFORNIA AT THE TIME. OUR ONLY CHILD STILL LIVING AT HOME WAS DOROTHY. THE FUNERAL WAS CONDUCTED BY INGOLD CHAPEL IN FONTANA, CALIFORNIA ON FRIDAY 10:00 A.M. SEPTEMBER 15, 1978. THE OFFICIATION WAS DONE BY MR. LUTHER HOLLAND. FINAL RESTING-PLACE IS AT GREEN ACRES MEMORIAL PARK IN BLOOMINGTON, CALIFORNIA. AT 11715 CEDAR AVENUE IN BLOOMINGTON, CALIFORNIA. HE IS LAID TO REST IN THE "GARDEN OF DEVOTION 3D PLOT 25, PHONE # (909) 877-2311.(Nancy's info: Spoke to Glenn General Manager about mom), BignightyeMorial.com

WE EACH HAVE SOME FUNNY STORIES TO SHARE WITH YOU ABOUT OUR PARENTS  FRANK AND MARY RICHARDS. (NANCY IS WRITING THIS SO WHEN "I" IS USED, IT'S ME NANCY SAYING IT).

DORIS REMINDED US OF THE TIME THAT MOM, DAD, DOROTHY, AND I DROVE UP TO NORTHERN CALIFORNIA TO VISIT THEM. IT WAS THE LAST TRIP I HAD MADE WITH MY FAMILY BEFORE I MARRIED JIM. WE SPENT ONE DAY AT THE GREAT BIG PARK NEARBY IN BERNIE FALLS, WITH A SWIMMING POOL AND DIVING BOARD. IT WAS CALLED PITT ONE. DAD WAS A BIG HIT ON THAT DIVING BOARD! HE WOULD WALK ON HIS HANDS ALL THE WAY DOWN THE BOARD AND THEN DIVE STRAIGHT IN. ONE OF THOSE DIVES, HE WENT DOWN FURTHER IN THE WATER THAN HE THOUGHT AND HE ALMOST COULDN'T HOLD HIS BREATH. WHEN HE HIT THE SURFACE HE INHALED AND THEN EXHALED SO HARD THAT IT BLEW HIS FALSE TEETH RIGHT OUT OF HIS MOUTH! HE WAS SO UPSET. THE WHOLE FAMILY WAS SWIMMING AROUND THE DEEP END SEARCHING WHEN A YOUNG TEENAGE BOY SWAM UP TO DAD WITH HIS TEETH IN HIS PALM. DAD WAS SO GRATEFUL THAT HE WANTED TO GIVE THE BOY A REWARD. HE WAS ALSO SO EMBARRASSED THAT WE ENDED UP LEAVING.

DAD ALWAYS WENT OUT OF HIS WAY FOR US KIDS, LITERALLY. OF COURSE, WE NEVER GOT SNOW DOWN IN SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA. DURNING THE WINTER, DAD WOULD TAKE THE CAMPER OFF OF THE BACK OF THE TRUCK AND DRIVE HIGH UP INTO THE MOUNTAINS. HE WOULD LOAD UP THE BACK OF THE TRUCK WITH SNOW AND DRIVE IT HOME FOR US. ALL OF US KIDS AND ALL OF THE NEIGHBOR KIDS WOULD COME OVER AND HAVE A SNOWBALL FIGHT UNTIL ALL OF THE SNOW MELTED.

HE WAS ALWAYS SUCH A SWEETHEART TO MOM. IT WAS ENDEARING TO WATCH THEM TOGETHER, SHE BEING TOUGH AND HE BEING TENDER. MOM DID ALL THE CORRECTING OF US CHILDREN, THEN DAD WOULD BE THE ONE TO TRY AND MAKE US FEEL BETTER. HE NEVER PUNISDHED US AS YOUNG KIDS. HE ALWAYS LEFT THAT UP TO MOM (POOR MOM). ONE DAY MOM'S ROCKER WAS NOT WORKING RIGHT, SO DAD FIXED IT ALL UP FOR HER. SHE SAT BACK DOWN AND ROCKED TO CHECK OUT HIS HANDYMAN JOB. SHE ROCKED IT FORWARD AND BACKWARD GENTLY THEN THE CHAIR ROCKED OVER COMPLETLEY BACKWARD WITH A THUMP! MOM WAS ON HER BACK IN THE CHAIR WITH HER LEGS STICKING UP IN THE AIR YELLING, "FRANK!" ALL WE COULD DO WAS LAUGH. WE HAD NEVER SEEN MY DAD LAUGH SO HARD AS HE DID WHEN HE WAS TRYING TO ROLL HER OUT OF THAT CHAIR AND GET HER BACK UP. WE RICHARDS WOMEN HAD A TENDENCY TO BE A LITTLE ON THE SHORT SIDE AND ROUND MY MOTHER DID NOT THINK THAT WAS VERY FUNNY NOR THE FACT THAT WE COULD NOT STOP LAUGHING AT HER.

IT SEEMED LIKE NOTHING COULD EVER UPSET DAD, BECAUSE HE KNEW THAT MOM WOULD TAKE CARE OF THE PROBLEMS, IF IT HAD TO DEAL WITH THE CHILDREN. HOWEVER, I VIVIDLY REMEMBER ONE TIME THAT HE WAS UPSET AND IT WAS WITH ME (NANCY).  THIS IS THE ONLY TIME DAD EVER LAID A HAND ON ME THAT I CAN REMEMBER. MOM PADDLED MY FANNY MANY TIMES, HER FAVORIT THING WAS USING A SWITCH OFF THE TREE, AS SHE ALWAYS HURT HER HANDS SPANKING US. TRUST ME I DESERVED MOST OF THE PUNISHMENT I RECEIVED, SOME DOROTHY SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN THOUGH, LIKE THIS NEXT STORY.

WE USED TO TAKE ROAD TRIPS IN THE PICK-UP WITH THE CAMPER ON THE BACK AND A LITTLE BED IN THE TOP PART. DOROTHY WAS FIVE YEARS YOUNGER THAN ME, THE TYPICAL BABY OF THE FAMILY, SHE AND I WOULD SIT UP ON THAT BED, TAKING TURNS TATTLING ON EACH OTHER BY KNOCKING ON THE WINDOW THAT CONNECTED TO THE FRONT WHERE OUR PARENTS SAT. WE DID HAVE WALKIE-TALKIES TO COMMUNICATE WITH OUR PARENTS BUT THEY HAD TURNED THEIRS OFF THAT DAY BECAUSE THEY WERE SICK OF HEARING US ARGUE. DOROTHY AND I WERE SITTING THERE FIGHTING ABOUT WHO-KNOW-WHAT WHILE DAD HAD STOPED AT A TRAFFIC LIGHT. WHEN HE HIT THE ACCELERATOR, IT KNOCKED DOROHTY BACKWARD OFF THE BED AND SHE LANDED HARD ON HER BACK. I COULD SEE THAT IT HAD KNOCKED THE BREATH OUT OF HER AND SHE WASN'T BREATHING, BECAUSE HER BACK WAS ARCHED OVER SOME LOUNGE CHAIRS THAT DAD HAD STORED THERE FOR THE TRIP.  I POUNDED FRANTICALLY ON THE WINDOW, SCREAMING FOR DAD TO PULL OVER. I LOOKED AT DOROTHY'S BULGING EYES AND WAS AFRAID THAT SHE MIGHT DIE. HE PULLED THE TRUCK OVER AND OPENED THE BACK. HE WAS SO MAD HIS FACE WAS RED. BEFORE I COULD EVEN TELL HIM WHAT HAD HAPPENED, DOROTHY SUCKED IN A DEEP CROAKING BREATH. "NANCY PUSHED ME!" SHE SAID. DAD YANKED ME OUT OF THAT CAMPER AND WALLOPED MY BOTTOM RIGHT THERE ON THE SIDE OF THE HIGHWAY. IT WAS PROBABLY ONLY ONE OR TWO SWAPS, BUT I WAS DESTROYED EMOTIONALLY. I WAS THIRTEEN YEARS OLD, I DEFINITELY FELT UMILIATED, AND BOY I WANTED TO CHOCK DOROTHY!

I (NANCY) TOLD ANOTHER CAMPER STORY
ON THIS TRIP WE STOPPED AT A & W FOR LUNCH. WE HAD THESE BURGERS, AND I PROMISE MINE WAS THE BEST BURGER OF MY LIFE! I HAD TAKEN JUST ONE DELICIOUS BITE RIGHT BEFORE WE LEFT THE PARKING LOT. AS WE STARTED TO MOVE, THE CAMPER DOOR FLEW OPEN. I JUMPED DOWN TO CLOSE IT. WITH THE BURGER IN ONE HAND I REACHED OUT TO GRAB THE HANDLE WITH THE OTHER. MY DAD TURNED A SHARP CORNER PULLING OUT OF THE PARKING LOT, CAUSING ME TO LOSE MY BALANCE. THE BURGER FLEW OUT OF THE DOOR AS I TRIED TO STEADY MYSELF. I STOOD THERE WATCHING IT LYING IN THE ROAD, WASTED, AS WE DROVE AWAY. I BEGGED DOROTHY TO SHARE HER BURGER WITH ME. JUST ONE BITE! BUT SHE IGNORED ME AND CONTINUED TO EAT THE ENTIRE THING NICE AND SLOW WITH A WICKED SMILE ON HER FACE.

DOROTHY TELLS ABOUT THE TIME WE HAD MADE A TRIP TO POWAY, CA., TO OUR UNCLE BILL'S (DAD'S BROTHER), TO GO TO THE BEACH TOGETHER.  ME (DOROTHY), NANCY AND MARYANN (BILL'S ONLY DAUGHTER), WERE RIDING IN THE BACK OF THE TRUCK. DAD HAD LET BILL DRIVE, AND WE WERE GETTING PEOPLE TO WAVE TO US AS THEY DROVE BY AND TRUCK DRIVERS TO HONK THEIR LOUD HORNS. THIS COP PULLED UP BEHIND US, I WAVED AT HIM. HE GOT ON HIS SPEAKERPHONE AND SAID "HI THERE" IN A REAL LOUD DEEP VOICE, AND THAT MADE BILL SWERVE ALL OVER THE ROAD. THE COP JUST SHOOK HIS HEAD.

THIS ONE SUMMER, IT WAS SO HOT, WE DIDN'T HAVE A POOL TO COOL OFF IN, AT THE TIME. WE LIVED ON MILLARD STREET IN RIALTO, CALIFORNIA. DAD HAD THIS GREAT IDEA! HE HAD TAKEN THE CAMPER OFF THE TRUCK, THEN HE TOOK A BUNCH PUDDY AND FILLED EVERY CRACK HE COULD FIND IN THE BED OF THAT TRUCK WITH THE PUDDY. THEN HE FILLED IT WITH WATER FROM THE GARDEN HOSE. IT REALLY WORKED! THERE WERE A MANY LEAKS, BUT HE DID IT, AND SEVERAL OF THE NEIGHBORHOOD KIDS PLAYED IN IT WITH US. HE HAD A PROUD SMILE ON HIS FACE, WHILE SOME OF THE OTHER NEIGHBORS LOOKED AT HIM LIKE HE WAS CRAZY. BOY DID US KIDS HAVE FUN!

FRANK LOVED HIS TOMATOE'S, ONION'S, FRIED POTATOE'S, BACON, STRAWBERRIES, WATERMELLON AND A NICE BIG JUICY STEAK.

AT DINNER TIME AROUND THE TABLE, I (NANCY) ALWAYS SEEMED TO BE THE LAST ONE TO FINISH. I WAS ALWAYS SO SKINNY, EVERYONE SAID THAT GIRL WILL NEVER BE FAT! (I FOOLED ALL OF YOU!). ANYWAY, MOM WOULD MAKE ME SIT AT THAT TABLE TILL MY PLATE WAS EMPTY. DAD FELT SO BAD FOR ME; THAT HE KEPT MAKING TRIPS IN AND OUT OF THE KITCHEN WHILE I SAT THERE. EACH TRIP HE WOULD PICK UP A PIECE OF MY FOOD AND STICK IT IN HIS MOUTH. I WAS SHOCKED THE FIRST TIME HE DID IT, AS MY TEAR FILLED EYE'S MET HIS, HE PUT HIS FINGER OVER HIS MOUTH FOR ME TO BE QUITE. IT BECAME A ROUTINE FOR US. I NEVER SHARED THIS WITH MOM, UNTIL I BECAME AN ADULT.

DAD HAD COME HOME FROM WORK TIRED ONE EVENING, HE HAD TAKEN HIS FALSE TEETH OUT AND CLEANED THEM AS HE ALWAYS DID. HE NEVER DID THIS BEFORE, BUT HE DID ON THIS DAY, HE HAD WRAPPED THEM IN TISSUE AND PUT THEM IN THE CABNET OVER THE TOILET. THAT NEXT MORNING MOM HAD GONE IN THE BATHROOM TO WASH HER FACE. SHE HAD FLUSHED THE TOILET JUST AS SHE REACHED UP INTO THE CABNET TO GET A WASHCLOTH. WHEN SHE PULLED IT OUT SOMETHING HARD FEEL INTO THE TOILET, BEFORE SHE RELIZED WHAT IT WAS, IT WAS TO LATE TO GRAB THEM. THE TOP PART OF DAD'S TEETH HAD ALREADY GONE DOWN. THE BOTTOM ONES WERE SAFE. DAD HAD TO GO WITH OUT THE TOP TEETH FOR A COUPLE WEEKS BEFORE NEW ONES COULD BE REPLACED. MOM HATES THIS STORY AND REALLY DIDN'T WANT IT IN, AS SHE STILL FEELS BAD ABOUT IT. IT WASN'T HER FAULT, BUT IT IS A STORY MOST ALL OF US KIDS REMEMBER.

Stories told by Glenn when he was growing up:
I remember living on Spawn Drive in Fontana and dad (Frank Richards) was building a BBQ. We went to Lytle Creek to get the rocks and brought them home. Dad mixed up the cement and used a big red sewer pipe for the chimney. After dad had it all built he decided to build a fire in it to make it dry faster and well we all know when dad builds a fire, he Builds a fire. I remember the flames were so big they were shooting out the chimney and all the kids watched. Boy! I wished I had a camera for the look on dad's face when that thing exploded! I think every neighbor on the street came outside to see what happened.

Glenn tells another story: Dad worked for 7-up bottling company for about 17 years I think and then he went to work for Royal Crown Cola as a janitor. I don't think dad ever told them he could drive a forklift. I remember going with dad to a big rodeo in L.A. at the big RC Cola plant. We all went and they were having a forklift contest. They had set up bottles with water on them and the drivers had to drive the course without knocking them down. I remember John and I kept telling dad go out there and show them young kids how to drive a forklift. Dad's boss heard us and told dad to go try and so dad did. Dad got out there and put those kids to shame. Dad won 1st place. He won a color T.V. I remember dad in the backseat of the car with that T.V. on his lap smiling so big all the way home I thought his false teeth were going to fall out. When dad went back to work his boss told him he was no longer a janitor he was going to load trucks for RC cola.

Glenn tells some more: Love you Mary, you're probably hoping we forgot these. I remember Mary my sister sitting on the curb in Fontana on Spawn and one of the Root kids was driving his go-cart and he lost control and ran right over Mary. I also remember Mary driving my mini bike right into the back of the house. (THESE STORIES OF MARY ARE UNDER HER NAME (MARY E. RICHARDS).

GLENN GOES ON TO SAY: Thank You Dan Dabill. I remember when I was about 11 or 12 years old Dan introducing Kathy (your new born daughter) to all the family - Grandma, Grandpa, John, Ruthann, Mary, Nancy, Bob and me- (Glenn) Uncle Stinky! To think years later I remember at dad's funeral everyone came up to me and said Hi, Uncle Stinky and Dan asked me why they did that and I told him he gave me that name when I was 11 or 12 years old.  It has stuck with me all these years. Dan also gave Nancy the nickname "Nasty Sue", when she was small and someone would ask her what her name was, she would say "Nasty sue"; she could not pronounce her name right. She is still called that today as well! So thanks again Dan!

"LAKE CITY, CALIFORNIA"
  FRANK AND I LIVED IN NORTHERN CALIFORNIA IN LAKE CITY FOR A SHORT TIME. WHILE THERE MANY DIFFERENT THINGS HAPPENED. ONCE I HAD BEEN WORKING OUT IN THE YARD CUTTING TALL GRASS DOWN WITH A CYCLE. I WAS HOLDING THE GRASS AND WEEDS IN MY LEFT HAND AND CUTTING WITH MY RIGHT. SOME HOW I WASN'T WATCHING WHAT I WAS DOING AND SLICED MY FINGER RIGHT NEXT TO MY THUMB. I (NANCY) REMEMBER, MOM AND BOB OVER THE SINK AND BLOOD WAS EVERYWHERE. MOM HAD ALMOST PASSED OUT. MOM HAD BOB TAKE A BUNCH OF SUGAR AND POOR OVER THE WIDE OPEN CUT THAT WENT FROM THE SECOND NUCKLE TO THE THIRD ONE, THE CUT WAS TO THE BONE. BOB WAS HOLDING HER HAND AND HELPED HER TO GET IT WRAPPED UP. SHE SHOULD OF HAD STITCHES PUT IN. BUT THE CRAZY WOMAN THAT SHE IS, WENT RIGHT BACK OUT THERE AND FINISHED THE JOB.
   ALSO, DAD HAD A DOG THAT WAS NAMED "CINDY". HE LOVED THAT DOG! DAD WAS ALWAYS PLAYING WITH HER. THIS ONE DAY CINDY HAD BEEN OUT IN THE YARD AND A RATTLESNAKE BIT HER. POOR DAD BY THE TIME HE HAD GOT HOME FROM WORK, SHE WAS SUFFERING SO MUCH. HER LITTLE BODY WAS SWALLON SO BAD, SHE WAS DRAGGING HER BODY WITH HER FRONT LEGS. DAD HAD A GUN AND HAD TO GO OUT AND SHOOT HER TO PUT HER OUT OF HER MISSERY. I REMEMBER DAD LOOKING AT ME WITH TEARS IN HIS EYES, HE QUICKLEY TURNED AND WALKED AWAY. NOT SURE IF HE DIDN'T WANT ME TO SEE HIM CRY OR IF HE FELT ASHAMED THAT HE HAD TO HELP HER TO DIE FASTER. THERE WERE NO VETS NEAR BY, NOR DID MOM HAVE A CAR TO GET HER THERE.
  WE HAD A LOT OF MICE IN THE BASEMENT AT THAT TIME. WE HAD GONE TO THE FAIR AND THEY WERE GIVING AWAY FREE KITTENS. BOB ASKED IF HE COULD HAVE ONE. THAT KITTEN WAS SURE LOVED BY MOM ONCE IT STARTED KILLING ALL THE MICE DOWN THERE.
  DAD WORKED AT THE SAW-MILL WHERE HE HELPED TO CUT THE TREES DOWN INTO LUMBER AND FIRE WOOD. HE BROUGHT HOME A BUNCH OF SCRAPS OF LUMBER. HE AND BOB BUILT THE BEST LITTLE FORT-I CALLED IT A PLAY HOUSE. MOM EVEN MADE LITTLE CURTAINS FOR THE WINDOW. BOB ABOUT HAD A FIT, HE DIDN'T WANT THEM IN HIS FORT, BUT I WANTED THEM IN MY PLAY HOUSE. BOB HAD MADE A DRIVE WAS UP TO THE DOOR OF IT FOR THE LITTLE METAL CAR THAT DAD HAD PICKED UP FOR HIM. WE DIDN'T LIVE HERE FOR LONG AS DAD HAD A PROBLEM WITH US LIVING TO HIGH UP. HE HAD DIZZY SPELLS AND NOSE BLEEDS.
  I (NANCY) USE TO LOVE TO PLAY WITH BOB. HE WAS ALWAYS IN THE MUD, MAKING CITIES, HOUSES AND ROADS OUT OF DIRT. HE WOULD GET A BUCKET OF WATER AND MAKE MUD, HE WOULD TAKE WOOD AND PUSH AND MOLD EVERYTHING JUST LIKE HE WANTED AND LET IT DRY. HE WAS REALLY VERY GOOD AT IT. HE WOULD TAKE HIS CARS AND DRIVE THEM INTO THE LITTLE CITY. I ALWAYS WANTED TO PLAY WITH HIM AND HIS FRIENDS, BUT I WAS A GIRL HE WOULD SAY, SO I GOT TO WATCH.
  WE WERE NOT POOR, BUT WHEN DAD WOULD GO TO THE DUMP TO TAKE OUR TRASH OUT. SOMETIMES HE WOULD BRING BACK GOODIES THAT HE FOUND AND FIX THEM UP FOR US. THIS MEDAL CAR THAT BOB HAD, DAD PICKED IT UP FROM THE DUMP. HE FIXED THE WHEELS AND PAINTED IT. IT LOOKED LIKE NEW. MY BROTHER LOOKED SO GROWN UP IN IT. HE COULD SIT DOWN AND PUSH THE PEDDLES TO GET AROUND. I REMEMBER HE GOT BOB A BIG TONKA TYPE TRUCK FROM THERE ALSO. ONE PERSONS TRASH IS ANOTHERS PERSONS TREASURES. MOM COULDN'T STAND HIM DOING THAT, SHE WAS AFRAID THAT SOMEONE WOULD SEE HIM AND CALL US TRASH DIGGERS. WE ALWAYS LOOKED FORWARD TO TRASH DAY!
  I REMEMBER US HAVING A PHONE, IT WAS A THREE PARTY LINE (WHICH, THREE FAMILIES SHARED THE SAME PHONE LINE). MOM AND DAD WOULD GET UPSET THAT SOMEONE WAS ALWAYS ON THE LINE SO THEY COULDN'T GET THROUGH WHEN NEEDED TOO OR THAT SOME ONE WOULD BE LISTENING IN ON HER CALLS.

"MEDICAL";
DAD HAD A SLEEP DISORDER (MY BORTHER'S GLENN AND BOB BOTH HAVE THE SAME PROBLEM). MY PARENTS DIDN'T KNOW WHAT WAS CAUSING DAD'S BREATHING DISORDER, THEY FIGURED IT WAS FROM HAVING HIS NOSE BROKEN AS A TEENAGER. ANYWAY AT NIGHT WHILE SLEEPING DAD WOULD STOP BREATHING, HE WOULD WAKE UP STARTLED TRYING TO CATCH HIS BREATH OR MOM WOULD HAVE TO SHAKE HIM TO WAKE HIM UP. MY BROTHER'S HAVE TO SLEEP WITH MASKS ON THERE FACE, GLENN HAS OXGYEN AND BOB HAS SOME KIND OF MIST FOR MOISTURE IN HIS. JUST IN CASE ANYONE ELSE MAY HAVE PROBLEMS LIKE THIS, GO SEE THE DOCTOR!
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 Frank RICHARDS   
    Birth Date: 31 Aug 1917  
    Death Date: Sep 1978  
    Social Security Number:  569-09-5778  
    State or Territory Where Number Was Issued:  California
  
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    ZIP Code: 92376  
    Localities:  Rialto, San Bernardino, California
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HAUNTED PLACES LISTED IN OUR HOME TOWN IN RIALTO, CALIFORNIA.

Rialto - Blockbuster Video - After hours, the power has gone out in the store while neighboring businesses remain unaffected. Drop box doors have swung open by themselves and the sound of someone walking has been heard when no one is around. The specter even leaves footprints.

Rialto - Rialto Public Pool - An older man and a young pregnant woman in 20s clothing wanders the office area and pool deck. They have been known to walk straight across the pool (right above the water) and fling papers and chairs around in the office area. Many of the lifeguards and faculty refuse to be there alone after dark.

Bloomington - Bloomington High School - Rumors that Late at night in the Auditorium, Screams, footsteps can be heard. Also that Janitors would get pushed down stairs Unexpectedly. The story behind this is that a Drama Teacher working alone(supposedly) fell into the pit area and died(a mere 5 feet drop). Police said it was accidental. But her wrist's were broken, indicated she'd been pushed. The Auditorium is now dedicated to that Drama Teacher.

Bloomington - Green Acres Cemetery- Its been reported that on Halloween every year there is said to be blood on the table found between the three marble chairs in the southeast part of the cemetery.
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POMONA, CALIFORNIA--THE PLACE AND YEAR DAD WAS BORN, THIS IS WHAT TOOK PLACE IN HIS TOWN: AMENDMENTS TO THE VEHICLE ACT, 1917
 The legislature, in 1917, by Chapter 218, adopted a very large number of amendments to the Vehicle Act, most of which were technical and minor in nature. Some of the more important amendments include the following:
   Upon registration of a motor vehicle a certificate of registration was issued and endorsements thereon were effective to transfer title.
   Every driver, other than a chauffeur, was required to obtain an operator's license from the Department of Motor Vehicles. A license certificate was issued, to be carried by the licensee at all times while operating a motor vehicle. Traffic courts were authorized to suspend operators' or chauffeurs' licenses for periods not to exceed thirty days. A court was directed to pick up any such suspended license and forward it to the Department.
   It was declared a felony to operate a motor vehicle without the owner's consent.
   Another amendment made the general road rules applicable to drivers and riders of animals.


3. MARY MAE PARTAIN

I AM THE DAUGHTER OF JOHN ALVIN AND LENA RUTH PARTAIN. JOHN WAS PART FRENCH AND INDIAN, LENA WAS PART DUTCH AND IRISH, BUT THEY WERE BOTH BORN IN THE UNITED STATES. I WAS BORN OCTOBER 3, 1921 IN SPIRO, OKLAHOMA. IN AUGUST OF 1936, ARTHUR (MY BORHTER) HIS GIRLFRIEND, FRANK AND I SPENT THE DAY AT NEW PORT BEACH IN CA. ART DROVE US IN HIS LITTLE 1928 FORD WHICH HAD A RUMBLE SEAT IN THE BACK. THIS IS WHERE FRANK AND I WERE SITTING WHEN FRANK HELD ME IN HIS ARMS AND ASKED ME THOSE FOUR MAGICAL WORDS "WILL YOU MARRY ME?" OF COURSE, I SAID "YES", AND THIS IS WHERE ALL THE HISTORY OUR FAMLY BEGAN.

I MARRIED THE LOVE OF MY LIFE…FRANK EUGENE RICHARDS JR. ON NOVEMBER 27, 1939. FRANK'S SISTER RUTH AND HER HUSBAND ROY MORRIS DROVE US TO ARIZONA; THEY WERE THE ONLY ONES TO ATTEND OUR WEDDING. REV. ED H. BRIMBERRY PERFORMED THE WEDDING; (IT IS ON RECORD, RECORDED IN BOOK 51 PAGE 224-IN YUMA ARIZONA). WE MARRIED IN THE YUMA CHURCH OF CHRIST. I WORE A BLUE FLOWERED DRESS, NO FRESH FLOWERS TO HOLD, and NO CAKE OR ANYTHING. OUR HONEYMOON NIGHT WAS RIGHT THEIR IN YUMA. WE SHARED A SMALL LITTLE MOTEL ROOM, TWO BEDROOMS SIDE BY SIDE WITH VERY THIN WALLS A SMALL KITCHEN/DINNING AREA AND A BATHROOM. THE 4 OF US STAYED THE NIGHT HERE. IT WAS THE ONLY ROOM THAT THEY HAD LEFT TO RENT OUT. A YEAR LATER WE WENT TO LAKE TAHO AND CALLED IT A LATE HONEYMOON. WE LIVED AND STARTED OUR FAMILY IN FONTANA, CALIFORNIA.

AFTER FRANK AND I MARRIED WE RENTED A HOME ON MERRILL AVENUE IN FONTANA, CALIFORNIA. IT WAS A SMALL 2 BEDROOM. ALL NEWLY PAINTED OUT SIDE, NEW WALLPAPER INSIDE. THERE WAS A NICE PORCH ON THE FRONT WITH RAILINGS. A BIG NICE YARD FULL OF PLANTS, FLOWERS AND FRUIT TREES. IT HAD A SEPERATE GARAGE BUILT AWAY FROM THE HOUSE. WE ONLY LIVED THERE FOR 7 MONTHS. THEN WE MOVED TO 1130 MERRILL AVENUE WHERE OUR FIRST 5 CHILDREN WERE BORN. THE LAST 3 WERE BORN WHILE LIVING IN YET 3 DIFFERENT HOMES ALL IN FONTANA. WE MOVED AROUND A LOT! NOT SOON AFTER FRANK AND I WERE MARRIED I CAME TO FIND OUT JUST HOW JEALOUS HE WAS OF ME. SOMETIMES IT WAS A NIGHTMARE. TOOK A LONG TIME TO GET HIM PAST THAT POINT, IT WAS NOT EASY AND VERY HURTFUL AND PAINFUL AT TIMES. ONCE THAT WAS OVER WITH OUR LIFE WAS "HEAVEN". WHEN YOU FIRST GET MARRIED IT IS NOT EASY, YOU HAVE NO IDEA TILL YOU LIVE WITH THAT PERSON THERE IS A LOT OF GIVING AND TAKING AND ADJUSTMENTS TO MAKE ON BOTH SIDE. I LOVED MY HUSBAND FRANK VERY MUCH AND I MISS HIM DEARLY. WE WERE BLESSED WITH 8 WONDERFUL LOVING CHILDREN AND WE LOVED EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU VERY MCUH!

"MY WORK HISTORY":
I ALWAYS WORKED ON THE FARM WITH MAMMA, DADDY, MY BROTHER'S AND FLOSSIE. WE DID NOT GET PAID, IT WAS JUST SOMETHING WE ALL DID TO KEEP THE FARM GOING. SO I DIDN'T WORK AWAY FROM HOME TILL I GOT MARRIED. MY FIRST JOB AFTER LEAVING MAMMA'S AND DADDY'S HOME, WAS BEING A MOTHER. I CHANGED DIAPERS-DIAPERS AND MORE DIAPERS, I DID THE COOKING, I TOOK CARE OF THE BILLS, I WAS THE MAID AND A TAXI MOM AND THE WARDEN TO THE CHILDREN. I ALWAYS FELT THEY WOULD THINK I WAS TO MEAN OR STRICT ON THEM, AS FRANK LEFT THAT JOB UP TO ME. BUT AS ADULTS THEY HAVE LET ME KNOW THAT THEY ADMIRED ME FOR THE MOTHER I AM. THAT I HAVE MADE THEM BETTER ADULTS AND PARENT'S THEM SELVES. MY EASIEST JOB WAS BEING A WIFE TO FRANK. I USE TO DO LAUNDRY AND IRONING FOR OTHER PEOPLE TO HELP AS INCOME. LATER I WORKED AT "TICK-TOCK COFFEE SHOP" IN RIALTO, CA.  ONCE THE FOUR OLDER KIDS WERE OLD ENOUGH TO HELP WITH THE YOUNGER FOUR CHILDREN, THIS IS WHERE I WORKED FOR 6 YEARS.  THEN I WORKED AT THE NURSING HOME IN RIALTO IN THE KITCHEN. I BABYSAT FOR MANY YEARS THROUGH THE YEARS OF 1965-1981. I ALSO WORKED AT FOSTER FREEZE IN 1973-1974, NANCY WORKED THERE THEN GOT ME, FLOSSIE AND JOYCE BODLEY (NANCY'S BEST FRIEND KATHE'S MOTHER) ALL A JOB THERE. IT WAS A LOT OF FUN. I DID A LOT OF SEWING. MADE MOST OF THE KIDS CLOTHING AND MANY BEAUTIFUL QUILTS.

AT HOME I DID MY BEST TO PASS ON MY TRADES TO THE OTHER CHILDREN. WE SPENT MANY DAYS SEWING, CROCHETING, QUILTING, COOKING, BAKING, READING, SINGING AND PLAYING MANY BOARD AND CARD GAMES TOGETHER. I MADE MOST OF THE GIRLS DRESSES FOR THEM AND OTHER CHILDREN WOULD TELL THE GIRLS THAT THEY WISHED THEIR MOTHERS WOULD SEW FOR THEM. AS THE GIRLS GOT OLDER THEY STARTED MAKING THEIR OUR CLOTHES.  I MADE MANY OF THE GIRLS WEDDING DRESSES AND BRIDESMAIDS DRESSES, THEY ALWAYS HAD THE BEST HANDMADE CLOTHES.  THEY PICKED OUT THEIR OWN MATERIAL AND PATTERNS. EASTER WAS THEIR FAVORETS. THEY HAD THEIR NEW HANDMADE DRESSES, A HAIR BOW OR HAT AND PRETTY MATCHING SHOES FOR SUNDAY MORNING. WE ATTENDED THE "CHURCH OF CHRIST" IN RIALTO, CA. MOST OF THE CHILDREN WERE MARRIED IN THAT CHURCH.

FRANK LOVED THE OUTDOORS AND THE SUNSHINE. SO THAT IS WHERE WE SPENT A LOT OF OUR FREE TIME. FRANK WAS ALSWAYS SO DARK AND TAN AND I WAS FAIR SKIN BUT DARK HAIR. WHEN I WOULD BE OUT IN THE SUN WITH FRANK, I WOULD ALWAYS WEAR A HAT OF SOMEKIND. I WOULD RUB VINEGAR ALL OVER ME TO KEEP THE BUGS AWAY, THEY LIKE TO EAT ME ALIVE. WHEN I WAS NINE YEARS OLD I CAME DOWN WITH MALARIA FEVER AND ALMOST DIED FROM DRINKING WELL WATER THAT HAD BEEN CONTAMINATED BY MASQUITOS. WHEN I GET BIT BY ONE THEY MAKE ME VERY SICK AND I GET BE SCORES. I DO MY BEST TO STAY AWAY FROM THEM.

WHEN MY SON JOHN WAS JUST A BABY, I WAS 23 YEARS OLD, THIS IS WHEN I LEARNED HOW TO DRIVE A CAR. IT WAS A 34 CHEVY. FRANK TRYED TO TEACH ME, BUT HE MADE ME TO NERVICE. SO I ENDED UP TEACHING MYSELF. THE FIRST CAR WE OWNED WAS A 29 MODLE "A" FORD THAT FRANK OWNED WHEN WE FIRST GOT MARRIED.

WHEN YOU CHILDREN WERE ALL SMALL WE USE TO TAKE YOU CAMPING, FISHING, WE PLAYED ALL KINDS OF GAMES, WENT ON PICNIC'S, WENT SWIMMING AND SKATING, CHURCH AND TO THE PARK. WE TRAVELED TO OKLAHOMA EVERY SUMMER TO SEE YOUR GRANDPARENTS THE PARTAINS. WE ALSO WENT TO THE BEACH OFTEN, PLAYED IN THE OCEAN WAVES AND THE SAND. YOU KIDS ALL LIKED WALKING DOWN THE PEIR, I REMEMBER NANCY AND DOROTHY ALWAYS AFRAID THAT THEY WOULD FALL THROUGH THE CRACKS INTO THE OCEAN, SO FRANK WOULD PICK THEM UP AND CARRY THEM ON HIS SHOULDERS. WE ALWAYS HAD OUR MEALS TOGETHER AT THE DINNER TABLE, IF YOU DIDN'T EAT THEN, YOU DIDN'T EAT. PLUS YOU ATE WHAT WAS ON YOUR PLATE; WE HAD NO PICKY EATERS IN OUR HOME. IT WAS FAMILY FUN TIME, WE SAT AROUND THE TABLE AND TALKED ABOUT OUR DAY.

US KIDS HAVE SOME STORIES ABOUT OUR MOM (MARY);

DOROTHY TELLS THIS STORY ABOUT MOM; THEY HAD GONE ON A FISHING TRIP MOM WANTED TO SHOW ME HOW TO CAST A FISHING POLE INTO THE WATER AT SILVERWOOD LAKE IN OREGON. MOM PULLS BACK HER FISHING POLE AND YANKS IT FORWARD TO CAST THE LINE OUT. SOME HOW THE LINE ENDED UP IN THE TREE BRANCH, MOM STARTED REELING THE LINE IN, I STOOD THERE WISHING THAT I HAD A CAMERA IN MY HAND. SHE HAD GOT THE FISHING HOOK STUCK IN THE BACK OF HER BLOUSE. AS SHE WAS REELING THE LINE IN SHE WAS PULLING HER BLOUSE UP. THE MORE SHE REELED THE FARTHER UP HER BLOUSE WOULD GO. I LAUGHED SO HARD THAT I COULDN'T EVEN HELP HER TO GET UNTANGLED. I HAD TO GO TO THE BATHROOM SO BAD, THAT I TOOK OFF RUNNING BEFORE I WET MY PANTS, LEAVING MOM THERE TO TRY TO UNTANGLE HERSELF ALONE. WHAT A SUPRRISE TO COME BACK TO SEE HER STILL TANGLED AND MAD AT ME FOR LEAVING HER ALL ALONE.

DOROTHY SAY'S, HOW ABOUT THE TIME MOM CLEANED THE FLOOR IN THE KITCHEN IN SUNNYMEAD AND BLAMED NANCY DAD AND I FOR BRING IN THE MUD AND TRACKED IT ALL ACROSS THE CLEAN FLOOR. SHE WAS SO ANGRY, HAD EACH OF US CHECKING THE BOTTOM OF OUR SHOES, THEY WERE ALL CLEAN. SHE SAY'S "WELL YOU KNOW IT'S NOT MINE", SHE LIFTED HER FOOT AND THE BOTTOM OF IT WAS COVERED IN MUD. THE LOOK ON MOM'S FACE WAS PRICELESS! HERE'S ANOTHER ONE…

MOM AND I (DOROTHY) ATTENDED COLLEGE TOGETHER IN OREGON, WE HAD TAKEN AN ART COURSE. MOM HAD GONE INTO THE BATHROOM AND DID HER THING. WE WALKED TOGETHER A WAYS DOWN THE HALL TILL MOM HAD PICKED UP THE PACE AND NOW WAS IN FRONT OF ME. I COULD HAVE DIED OF EMBARRESMENT; HERE WAS A TOILET-SEAT COVER HAINGING OUT THE BACKSIDE OF HER PANTS. "YES, EVERYONE!" THIS IS MY "MOM".

I NANCY CAN SAY, THAT I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN A MOMMY'S GIRL! I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WOULD HAVE DONE IF MOM HAD NOT PLAYED SUCH A BIG ROLL IN MY LIFE. SHE HAS ALWAYS BEEN THEIR FOR ME GOOD AND BAD. I FEEL I WOULD HAVE NEVER MADE IT THROUGH THE DEATH OF MY TWIN BOYS IF MOM HAD NOT BEEN THERE WITH HER LOVING SUPPORT TO GET ME THROUGH IT. THIS WAS THE HARDEST TIME OF MY LIFE. SOMETIMES I FELT SO ALL ALONE, EVEN GOD DIDN'T SEEM TO BE THEIR FOR ME. SHE IS THE ONE, WHO HELPED ME TO KEEP MY FAITH, I KNOW THAT I WOULD HAVE FAILED IF IT HADN'T BEEN FOR HER. SHE IS MY ROCK! THE BEST MOTHER ANYONE COULD EVER ASK FOR! THANK YOU LORD FOR GIVING ME TO HER AND DAD TO RAISE FOR YOU. THEY DID A WONDERFUL JOB!

BLOOD TYPE MARY: O+
BAPITZED: MARY AND LENA  (WATSON) PARTAIN (HER MOTHER) WERE BAPTIZED AT THE SAME TIME ON JUNE 23, 1933 AT PARK HILL CHURCH OF CHRIST IN FORT SMITH, ARKANSAS, BROTHER MANSFIELD BAPITZED THEM.
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I (MARY) WILL TELL YOU SOME STORIES ABOUT MY CHILDHOOD AS I CAN REMEMBER THE EVENTS THAT TOOK PLACE.

 MY PARENTS JOHN & LENA PARTAIN CELEBRATED 55 YEARS OF MARRIAGE TILL MY DAD PASSED AWAY. I HAD THE MOST LOVING KINDEST CAREING MOTHER IN THE WORLD. I NEVER HEARD HER TALK BAD ABOUT ANYONE AND SHE NEVER LET PEOPLE GOSSIP TO HER ABOUT OTHERS. MY FATHER WAS A VERY HEAVY DRINKER IN HIS YOUNGER YEARS. THAT TIME OF LIFE WAS VERY HARD ON MY MOTHER. DAD DID DO A TURN AROUND IN HIS 50'S AND JOINED THE CHURCH. DADDY WAS 80 WHEN HE PASSED AWAY AND MAMMA WAS 92. I LOOK LIKE MY MOTHER LENA. MOST OF MY GIRLS TAKE AFTER HER AS WELL.

"ON THE FARM":
 FROM 1921 TO 1935 WE LIVED ON A 40 ACRES FARM LAND IN SPIRO, OKLAHOMA. MY DADDY WAS A FARMER, WE HAD A MODIST HOUSE, NO RUNNING WATER, OUT HOUSE, WELL FOR WATER SUPPLY. NO GAS, NO ELECTRIC, WE USED KERESON LAMPS, WOOD & COAL STOVES. WE LIVED ABOUT TWO MILES FROM TOWN, OUT IN THE COUNTRY. THE TRAIN TRACKS BORDERED THE SOUTH SIDE OF OUR PLACE. WE HAD A PORCH THAT WENT ALL THE WAY AROUND THREE SIDE OF OUR HOUSE. THERE WAS A DRILLED WELL ON THE WEST PORCH, OFF THE KITCHEN. WE ALSO HAD WHAT WAS CALLED A SMOKE-HOUSE OFF THE WEST PORCH. THE SMOKE-HOUSE WAS PROBABLY ABOUT 12 FEET SQUARE, AND THAT IS WHERE THE FOLKS SMOKED THE HAMS AND BACON AFTER HOG KILLING TIME, WHICH WAS USUALLY IN NOVEMBER OR AFTER OUR FIRST GOOD FREEZE. OUR LARD FROM THE HOGS WAS ALSO STORED IN THE SMOKE HOUSE, IT WAS IN 10 GALLON METAL LARD STANDS OR TUB LIKE BARRELS. WE USUALLY HAD THREE OR FOUR TO HOLD US THROUGH THE YEAR. THIS WAS  BEFORE OILS AND CRISCO WAS ON THE MARKET AND ALL PEOPLE USED LARD TO COOK WITH. THE LARD WAS THE FAT FROM THE HOGS THAT WAS TRIMMED OFF THE MEAT BEFORE IT WAS STORED. MOTHER WOULD MELT THE FAT FROM THE RIND AND MEAT, THEN IT WAS POURED INTO THE LARD STANDS AND SEALED UP. LATER ON, THEY DISCOVERED WHAT THEY CALLED A SUGAR CURE, TO TAKE PLACE OF THE SMOKE AND MOST FOLKS STARTED USING THAT. PART OF THE BACON WAS SALT CURED AND CALLED SALT PORK. WE COOKED THE SAUSAGE AND PACKED IT IN FRUIT JARS AND POURED THE HOT LARD OVER IT AND SEALED IT. IT KEPT JUST LIKE THE OTHER CANNED FOOD AND WAS DELICIOUS WHEN WE OPENED IT. OUR BARN WAS ON THE NORTH SIDE OF THE HOUSE, WITH A BIG YARD IN BETWEEN. THE BARN WAS A BIG ONE, WITH A PLACE FOR THE HORSE, MULES AND COW TO BE OUT OF THE WEATHER IN THE WINTER TIME. IT HAD A LOFT IN THE TOP WHERE DADDY PUT THE PEANUTS, AFTER THEY HAD BEEN DUG AND DRIED IN THE FIELD. ONE OF THE JOBS FOR US CHILDREN WAS TO PICK THE PEANUTS OFF THE VINES. THE VINES WERE USED AS PEANUT HAY FOR THE ANIMALS. DADDY SOLD THE PEANUTS TO A BIG FACTORY FOR PEANUT-BUTTER AND ROASTED PEANUTS TO BE SOLD AT STORES. THE BIG OPEN WELL WAS IN THE NORTH YARD, NEAR A BIG ELM TREE. JUST THROUGH THE LOT FENCE THAT CIRCLED THE BARN, WAS THE HORSE TROUGH, AND IT WAS MY BROTHERS JOB TO SEE THAT THE TROUGH WAS KEPT FILLED WITH WATER FOR THE LIVE STOCK.
   THIS STORY MOM (MARY)TOLD ME, SHE DIDN'T WANT ME (NANCY) TO PUT IT IN BECAUSE, SHE DIDN'T LIKE DOING IT THEN AND STILL WOULD NOT LIKE DOING IT TODAY. BUT, THIS IS A STORY THAT SHOULD BE TOLD, IT GROSSED ME OUT! GRANDPA TAUGHT HER TO KILL CHICKEN'S. YOU WOULD HOLD THE HEAD OF THE CHICKEN IN ONE HAND AND SWING IT'S BODY AROUND IN CIRCLES THEN GRAB THE OTHER END OF THE CHICKEN WITH YOUR FREE HAND AND YANK IT REAL HARD TO BREAK THE NECK. THEN YOU LAYED IT ON A LOG AND CHOPPED IT'S HEAD OFF. SOME TIMES EVEN WITH THE HEAD CUT OFF, THE CHICKEN WOULD GET UP AND RUN AROUND IN CIRCLES, (THE NERVES WERE STILL ALIVE). I REMEMBER THE FIRST TIME I HAD TO DO THIS, THAT I WAS RUNNING IN CIRCLES TRYING TO GET AWAY FROM THAT CHICKEN WITH NO HEAD, IT SEEMED TO FOLLOW ME ALL OVER THE PLACE. DADDY SEEMED TO GET A KICK OUT OF ME SCREAMING AND JUMPING. DADDY SAID, "SISTER, YOU BETTER GET USE TO IT, AS THIS IS A PART OF BEING A FARMER". THEY WOULD THEN TAKE THE CHICKENS AND DIP THEM INTO ALMOST BOILING HOT WATER MAKING SURE ALL THE FEATHERS WERE GOOD AND WET. THEN THEY PLUCKED ALL THE FEATHER'S OFF IT'S BODY.
  
"RAINY DAYS"
 JUST NORTH OF OUR HOUSE WAS A LITTLE BRANCH (IS WHAT WE CALLED IT), THAT RAN AROUND THE BARN LOT AND THROUGH A NEIGHBORS FIELD. WHEN IT RAINED THE BRANCH HELD WATER, WHEN I WAS YOUNG I REMEMBER GOING ACROSS THE ROAD TO THIS BRANCH WITH MY BROTHERS. WE WATCHED THE BULL FROGS JUMP, PLAYED WITH THE POLLYWOGS AND WADED IN THE STREAMS. THE ROAD WAS USED MOSTLY BY WAGONS, VERY FEW CARS EVER USED IT. THE WAGON WHEELS CUT DEEP RUTS IN THE ROAD AND EACH WAGON WOULD CUT THEM A LITTLE DEEPER. WHEN IT RAINED, THE RUTS WOULD FILL WITH WATER, AND WHEN THE WAGONS TRAVELED IN THEM THEY WOULD TURN TO MUD AND SOMETIMES IT MADE IT HARD TO TRAVEL ON THE ROAD AT ALL. OUR MAIL CARRIER DELIVERED OUR MAIL BY BUGGY, BUT DELIVERED IT ON HOURSE BACK WHEN THE ROADS WERE BAD. MR. LESTER WAS OUR MAIL CARRIER FOR YEARS.

"STORMY DAYS'
 MANY A DAY AND NIGHT WE HAD LIGHTENING STORMS. SOME WERE SO BAD THAT WE WOULD HEAD DOWN TO THE STORM-CELLAR. DADDY HAD A FEW ACRES OF COTTON PLANTED. THIS ONE TIME, LIGHTENING HAD HIT OUR COTTON FIELD AND BURNED DOWN ONE WHOLE ACRE OF IT. DADDY CARRIED GRANDMA DOWN THERE MANY TIMES AFTER THE STROKE, WHEN SHE WAS ABLE TO DO IT ON HER OWN. THERE WAS ANOTHER STORM THAT HIT SO HARD THAT WHEN WE CAME BACK UP FROM THE CELLAR WE FOUND DEAD FISH AND FROGS LAYING AROUND THE YARD. IT HAD RIPPED THE ROOF OFF ONE SIDE OF THE BARN. SEVERAL TORNADO'S CAME CLOSE BUT NEVER TOUCHED DOWN NEAR US. ONE TIME DADDY ALMOST HAD TO USE THE WINDOW IN THE CELLAR TO GET OUT, AS A PEAR TREE HAD BLOW DOWN OVER THE DOOR. WITH DADDY AND MY BROTHER'S THEY WERE ABLE TO PUSH IT OFF.

"OUR HOME":
 WE HAD TO WALK TO SCHOOL 2 MILES ONE WAY. WE HAD A TEAM OF MULES AND A WAGON. BESIDES THE BIG BARN, WE HAD A COWSHED, CHICKEN HOUSE, PIG LOT AND A STORM CELLAR. OUR HOUSE WAS A 2 BEDROOM WITH A KITCHEN AND LIVINGROOM. MAMMA, DADDY, ME AND FLOSSIE ALL SHARED ONE BEDROOM. GLEN & ARTHUR SHARED THE OTHER BEDROOM. THEY WERE SQUARE ROOMS, BUT A GOOD SIZE ABOUT 14 X 14. THERE WERE TWO WINDOWS IN "BOTH" BEDROOMS, 2 WINDOWS IN THE LIVINGROOM, 3 WINDOWS IN THE KITCHEN/DINNINGROOM. THE WINDOWS WERE OF GLASS THAT OPENED UP AND DOWN WITH SCREENS ON THE OUTSIDE TO KEEP THE BUGS OUT. OUR KITCHEN WAS BIG WITH A BIG ROUND TABLE AND SIX CHAIRS. A BIG WOOD STOVE AND A SAFE OR CUPBOARD TO STORE DISHES. WE HAD NO FANS OR AIRCONDITIONERS TO COOL US OFF IN THE SUMMER TIME. WE HAD NO HEAT, EXCEPT THE OLD WOOD STOVE AND POT-BELLY STOVE. WE HAD TO USE OIL LAMPS FOR LIGHT. WE WOULD HAVE TO HEAT AN IRON ON TOP OF THE WOOD STOVE, TO IRON OUR CLOTHS WITH, SOMETIMES IT WAS HARD TO TELL HOW HOT THE IRON HAD GOTTEN. WE DID NOT HAVE REFRIGERATOR'S BACK THEN, WE HAD WHAT YOU CALLED AN "ICE BOX". A MAN WOULD COME AROUND 2-3 TIMES A WEEK, MAKING STOPS FROM ONE DOOR TO THE NEXT. HE RODE IN A LITTLE CART WITH A MULE; THE CART WAS MORE LIKE A WAGON THAT WAS CLOSED IN. IT HELD VERY LARGE BLOCKS OF ICE; YOU COULD BUY 25 TO 50 POUND BLOCKS OF ICE AT ONE TIME. OUR ICEBOX WOULD HOLD ONLY 50 POUNDS OF ICE AT ONE TIME. IT WAS LINED WITH METAL TO HOLD THE COLD IN. THERE WERE TWO DOORS, THE ICE WENT IN THE TOP AND WE USED A PICK TO BREAK IT APART. THE BOTTOM IS WHERE WE WOULD KEEP OUR MILK, BUTTER ECT. THERE WAS A DRAIN THAT RAN FROM THE INSIDE OF THE ICE BOX AND THROUGH THE KITCHEN FLOOR AND UNDER THE HOSUE. THERE WAS NO TV'S OR MICROWAVES OR COMPUTERS. WE TRAVLED BY BUGGY AND WAGON TO GET AROUND, MOST OF THE TIME WE WALKED TO WHERE WE NEED TO GO. THERE WERE 4 DOORS IN AND OUT OF THE HOUSE. EACH ROOM WAS WALLPAPERED. WE COOKED ON A WOOD STOVE WITH A BIG WATER RESERVOIR ON THE SIDE. BOY! WAS IT HOT TO HAVE TO CAN OUR FRUITS AND VEGETABLES ON DURNING THE SUMMER TIME, AND WE DID A LOT OF CANNING THAT TIME OF THE YEAR. WE HAD A WOOD BURNING STOVE IN OUR LIVING ROOM THAT WE USED FOR HEATING THE HOUSE IN THE WINTER TIME, WE HAD WHAT WAS CALLED A DRUM, IN THE PIPE. OUR MOTHER ALWAYS HAD SOMETHING HOT IN THAT DRUM FOR US WHEN WE GOT HOME FROM SCHOOL DURING THE COLD WEATHER. A PAN OF HOT ROASTED PEANUTS, A PAN OF HOMEMADE BREAD OR SOMETHING FOR US TO SNACK ON BEFORE DINNER TIME. DADDY HAD INSTALLED A SINK (THO WE DID NOT HAVE RUNNING WATER). HE PUT A PIPE FROM THE SINK TO THE PIG PEN AND THE DRAIN WATER WAS USED TO MAKE A WALLOW FOR THE HOGS. HOGS HAVE TO HAVE A WALLOW IN THE SUMMER TIME TO KEEP COOL. IT WAS AN ALL WOOD HOUSE AND OUR YARD WAS BEAUTIFUL. WE HAD A CHICKEN HOUSE ON THE NORTH-WEST CORNER OF OUR BIG YARD, WHEN I WAS A SMALL CHILD. LATER THAT WAS TORN DOWN AND ANOTHER ONE WAS BUILT ON THE SOUTH SIDE OF THE HOUSE. WE ALWAYS HAD A LOT OF NEW BABY CHICKS THAT HATCHED OUT IN THE SPRING TIME. I USE TO LOVE TO WATCH THE MOTHER HEN TAKE CARE OF AND TEACH HER YOUNG. A MOTHER HEN IS VERY PROTECTIVE OF HER BABIES AND I WAS RUN OUT OF THE PEN A GOOD MANY TIMES. SHE WOULD GET HER FEATHERS ALL RUFFLED AND SPREAD THEM OUT, WHEN SHE DID YOU HAD BETTER RUN. SHE HAD PECKED MY BARE LEGS AND ARMS MANY TIMES (YOU THINK I WOULD HAVE LEARNED AND STAYED AWAY).

"WASH DAY"
 WE HAD A BIG, BLACK POT THAT WE HEATED THE WATER IN, OVER AN OPEN FIRE, FOR OUR WASH WATER, AND ALSO USED IT TO BOIL OUR WASH IN. THERE WERE NO BLEACHES, SO THE CLOTHES HAD TO BE BOILED TO MAKE THEM WHITE. THE LAUNDRY ALWAYS CAME OUT NICE, BUT IT WAS A JOB.  MAMA AND I DID MOST OF IT ALONE AND WE SCRUBBED ALL THE CLOTHES ON A METAL WASH BOARD AND USED LYE SOAP, WHICH WAS VERY HARD ON THE HANDS. THEN WE HAD TO RING THEM OUT BY HAND AND THEN HANG THEM ON THE LINE TO DRY. ON THE BIGGER ITEMS, LIKE SHEETS AND TOWELS, I WOULD GET ON ONE END AND MAMA ON THE OTHER. IN THE COLD WINTER MONTHS, WHEN WE HUNG THE CLOTHES ON THE LINE AND THE BREEZE WOULD COME THROUGH, THE CLOTHES TURNED STIFF AND FROSTY. DON'T KNOW HOW, BUT THEY ALWAYS GOT DRY EVEN THEN.
 WE WOULD TWIST TILL WE MET IN THE MIDDLE AND ALL THE WATER WAS OUT. ALL THE WATER HAD TO BE DRAWN UP FOR DOING THE WASH AND WE KNEW WE HAD DONE A DAYS WORK WHEN IT WAS FINISHED. THE CLOTHES HAD TO ALL BE BROUGHT IN OFF THE LINES BEFORE NIGHT TIME AND MOST OF THE NEXT DAY WAS SPENT GETTING THEM ALL IRONED. MOST OF THE CLOTHES HAD TO BE STARCHED AND WE IRONED WITH AN OLD FLAT IRON THAT WAS HEATED ON THE WOOD STOVE. A HOT JOB IN THE SUMMER TIME. WITH NO FAN AND NO BREEZE SOME TIMES THE TEMPERATURE WOULD REACH WELL OVER 100. (LATER AFTER I MARRIED WE HAD A MACHINE THAT HAD A RINGER TO IT. AFTER YOU WASHED THE CLOTHES IN IT, YOU HAD TO PULL THE CLOTHES OUT, PUT  THEM THROUGH THE PRESS THAT WOULD SQUEEZE ALL THE WATER OUT. THIS ONE DAY I WAS DOING IT AND GOT MY FINGERS ON MY RIGHT HAND CAUGHT UP IN IT AND SUCKED MY HAND UP TO MY WRIST. I HAD TO USE MY LEFT HAND AND PUT IT IN REVERSE AND LET MY HAND SQUEEZE BACK OUT OF IT. MY HAND WAS SURE SCORE FOR A WHILE AFTER THAT. THIS DID HAPPEN SEVERAL TIMES, NO MATTER HOW CAREFUL I WAS.

WE HAD A GOOD MANY TREES IN OUR YARD AND THAT MADE A LOT OF RAKING AND BURNING, IN THE FALL. WE HAD SEVERAL BLACK WALNUT TREES AND HAD SOME MIGHTY GOOD WALNUTS OFF THEM WE HAD A BIG OAK TREE IN THE BACK YARD WITH A "SAND BAG SWING" ON IT. DADDY HAD MADE THE SWING OUT OF A POTATO SACK THAT HE FILLED WITH SAND. HE TIED A ROPE AROUND THE MIDDLE OF IT. THEN WE WOULD RUN AND JUMP ON THE BAG, I MISSED A COUPLE TIMES AND SKINNED MY KNEES UP GOOD. WE ALSO HAD ONE WHERE DADDY HAD TAKEN A TIRE AND TURNED IT INSIDE OUT, WHICH MADE INTO AN INVERTED SEAT, IT WAS EASY TO SWING IN. WE PLAYED MARBLES AND MUMBLY PEG ALOT TOO.

"THE CELLAR":
 MAMMA ALWAYS HAD A NICE ROSE GARDEN AND SHE LOVED TO PLANT FLOWERS AROUND THE HOUSE. SHE HAD LILAC BUSHES IN THE FRONT YARD. DADDY BUILT AN ARBOR IN THE EAST YARD AND THEY PLANTED WISTERIA THAT EVENTUALLY TOOK OVER THE WHOLE ARBOR. THEY KEPT IT PRUNED AND IT LOOKED SO NICE. FLOSSIE AND I WOULD MAKE A PLAY HOUSE UNDER THE ARBOR IN THE SUMMER TIME, OR PLAY WITH OUR PAPER DOLLS THERE. IT WAS SO SHADY AND COOL UNDER IT. WHEN IT STARTED TO BLOOM WE WOULD GET CHASED OFF BY THE BEES. THEN WE WOULD MOVE TO THE STORM CELLAR, AS IT WAS COOL THERE ALSO. WE WOULD HAVE TO SET UP OUR PLAY HOUSE OR PAPER DOLLS THERE.  WE WOULD TAKE OUR CAT DOWN THERE AND DRESS IT UP IN OUR DOLL CLOTHES AND BONNNETS. WE ALSO HAD OUR COLOR BOOKS AND CRAYONS. DADDY HAD COTS THAT WE USED AS BED'S, BLANKETS, PILLOWS AND A CHAIR DOWN THERE FOR OUR COMFORT. WE HAD PLENTY OF WATER STORED IN BUCKTES . DADDY HAD PUT SHELVES UP TO STORE THINGS ON. MAMMA HAD STORED ALL OF HER CANNED FOOD FOR THE WINTER DOWN THERE. DADDY ALWAYS HAD BAGS OF POTATOES IN THERE FOR PLANTING FOR NEXT YEAR. THERE WAS A OIL HEATER TO KEEP US WARM IN THE WINTER. DADDY HAD PUT A SMALL WINDOW IN THE FAR BACK END OF IT FOR VENTILATION, YET BIG ENOUGH FOR HIM TO CRAWL THROUGH IF WE GOT TRAPPED IN THERE. HE WAS SCARED THAT IN A STORM THAT SOMEHING MAY BLOW OVER ON TOP OF THE DOOR. WE HAD TO GO TO THE CELLAR A GOOD MANY TIMES. DADDY WOULD KNOW JUST BY LOOKING UP AT THE SKY AND BY THE WIND THAT WE NEEDED TO HEAD DOWN THERE.

"THE BARN"  
  DADDY ALWAYS HAD MORE MULES THAN HORSES AS THEY WERE MUCH BETTER WORKERS IN THE FIELDS. WE HAD A BIG BARN AND THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOF WAS REAL HIGH THAT CAME TO A PEAK. THE TWO SIDES CAME DOWN KINDA WITH A SLOOP ON THE BOTTOM OF BOTH SIDES. THE BARN WAS OF UNPAINTED WOOD. HAD A DIRT FLOOR EXCEPT WHERE THE CRIBS WERE, THEY HAD WOOD FLOORS. ON THE WALL NEXT TO THE HORSES STALLS, DADDY HAD MADE WOODEN PEGS, HE MOUNTED THEM IN THE WALL. HE WOULD HANG THE COLLARS, BRIDLES AND CHECK LINES ON THEM, SO THEY WERE HANDY. WE DIDN'T HAVE SADDLES AS OUR HORSES WERE NOT FOR RIDING, ONLY FOR WORKING. DADDY STORED OUR WAGON IN ONE END OF THE BARN, THE LOFT WAS LOCATED RIGHT OVER THE TOP OF IT. A LADDER WAS INSIDE THE BARN TO GET TO THE TOP OF THE LOFT. THERE WERE TWO CRIBS WHERE DADDY STORED THE HAY AND FEED. THERE WAS A SIDE DOOR (DOUBLE DOORS) THAT YOU ENTERED FOR THE HORSES. I DIDN'T LIKE TO GO OUT IN THE BARN MUCH. THE LOFT IN THE BARN WOULD SCARE ME. DON'T KNOW WHY, BUT I ALWAYS FEARED THAT SOME ONE WOULD BE UP THERE HIDING. WE ALWAYS HAD TWO FARM DOGS AND A COUPLE OF CATS THAT LIVED IN THE BARN, TO KEEP THE MICE AND RATS OUT OF THE CORN AND PEANUTS.

 DADDY AND THE BOYS WORKED IN THE FIELDS. MAMA AND US GIRLS HELPED IF WE WERE NEEDED. MOST OF THE TIME WE WERE IN THE KITCHEN DOING ALL THE CANNING. THERE WAS ALWAYS SOMETHING TO DO, WE NEVER HAD TIME TO JUST SIT OR TO LOOK AROUND TO FIND SOMETHING TO KEEP US BUSY. I AM PROUD OF MY LIFE ON THE FARM, WITH GOOD, CARING, LOVING PARENTS AND ALL US KIDS GOT ALONG WELL TOGETHER. I'M SURE IT MADE A BETTER PERSON OF ME.

"HOLIDAY'S"
 ON CHRISTMAS, WE USUALY CELEBRATED IT WITH UNCLE HOMER AND HIS FAMILY. THEY WOULD COME TO OUR HOME OR US TO THEIRS. THIS ONE CHRISTMAS I WAS ABOUT 3-4 YEARS OLD. DADDY AND UNCLE HOMER HAD BEEN BACK IN THE BEDROOM WITH THE DOOR CLOSED. MAMA TOLD ME TO STAY OUT OF THERE THAT THEY WERE WORKING ON SOMETHING AND THEY DIDN'T WANT ME TO GET HURT. I WANTED IN THERE SO BAD. MAMA HAD GONE OUTSIDE TO BRING IN SOME FIREWOOD. WHEN SHE DID, I OPENED THE BEDROOM DOOR. I WAS SHOCKED AND SO SCARED! DADDY WAS WORKING ON PUTTING UP THE CHRISTMAS TREE, THAT'S WERE ALWAYS HAD IT AS THERE WAS MORE ROOM IN THE REST OF THE HOUSE, PLUS THEY DIDN'T WANT IT NEAR THE STOVES. ANYWAY, STANDING BEHIND THE TREE WAS A MAN IN A BIG RED-SUITE WITH A WHITE BEARD (UNCLE HOMER). I LEFT THE DOOR OPEN AND TOOK OFF RUNNING SCREAMING TO THE TOP OF MY LUNGS! MAMA WAS ASKING WHAT WAS WRONG, I COULDN'T EVEN GET THE WORDS TO COME OUT. IT SCARED ME SO MUCH, I HAD NO IDEA WHO SANTA CLAUSE WAS AND IT FRIGHTENED ME SO MUCH! ALL I COULD DO WAS POINT AT THE DOOR. UNCLE HOMER HAD TO COME OUT, TAKE HIS BEARD OFF AND HOLD ME SO I KNEW IT WAS ONLY HIM.
 AT CHRISTMAS TIME US KIDS ALWAYS MADE THE DECORATIONS TO GO ON THE TREE. WE WOULD STRING POPCORN AND LITTLE ROUND RED BERRY'S. WE MADE PAPER CHAINS OUT OF BROWN PAPER BAGS, SOME OUT OF WHITE PAPER THEN WE WOULD COLOR THEM WITH CRAYONS. WE ALWAYS SAVED THE LITTLE CRACKER JACK BOX SUPRISE TOY'S AND PUT THOSE ON THE TREE AS WELL. SOME WERE LITTLE FROGS THAT YOU COULD CLICK AND THEY WOULD MAKE NOISE. DADDY AND MAMA FIXED PRETTY CANDLES WITH A MEDAL ROUND BASE THAT HAD A HOOK ON THE BOTTOM OF IT TO ATTACH TO A TREE BRANCH. THEY WERE VERY  CAREFUL NOT TO SET THE TREE ON FIRE. EVERYONE WOULD STAND AROUND THE TREE AND SING. IT WAS ALWAYS A JOYFUL TIME FOR US. WE WERE VERY THANKFUL FOR THAT ONE SMALL GIFT THAT WOULD BE UNDER THE TREE WITH OUR NAME ON IT.
 ON ONE THE 4TH OF JULY WE ALWAYS HAD FIREWORKS, WE SAT OUT ON A BLANKET TO WATCH THEM. ONE TIME WE HAD ALL GONE OVER TO THE SCHOOL. MAMA, DADDY, GRANDMA AND ALL US KIDS, ON THE WALK HOME SOME BOYS WERE BEHIND US. ONE OF THEM TOSSED A FIRECRACKER AND HIT THE BACK OF MY LEG, JUST AT THE HEM OF MY DRESS. WHEN IT EXPLODED IT BURNED MY LEG. DADDY WAS MAD AND YELLED AT THEM, THEY TOOK OFF RUNNING.
 DADDY ALWAYS CUT US KIDS HAIR AND I WORE MINE VERY SHORT DUE TO THAT. WHEN I WAS ABOUT 3-4 YEARS OLD WE WERE GETTING READY TO GO ON ROAD TRIP TO MY GRANDPARENT "PARTAIN'S" HOUSE. WE HAD GONE INTO TOWN TO GET SUPPLIES FOR THE TRIP. IT WAS GETTING LATE, DADDY TOLD MAMA THAT HE FELT HE DIDN'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO GET MY HAIR CUT THAT EVENING AFTER THEY WOULD RETURN HOME. HE ASKED MAMA TO TAKE ME INTO THE BARBER SHOP AND HAVE IT DONE. WE SAT THERE WAITTING FOR MY TURN. FLOSSIE WAS JUST A BABY AND IN MAMA'S LAP. I WATCHED AS THE BARBER WAS WORKING ON A MAN IN IN THE HIGH CHAIR. HE PULLED THIS STREAMING OUT RAG OUT OF SOMETHING AND STARTED RINGING THE WATER OUT. HE QUICKLY WENT OVER TO THE MAN AND PUT THE RAG OVER HIS FACE AND WAS PRESSING IT DOWN. YOU COULD SEE THE STEAM COME OFF IT. I THOUGHT HE WAS SMOTHERING THE MAN. I STARTED SCREAMING AND TOOK OFF OUT THE DOOR AND MAMA CAME AFTER ME WITH FLOSSIE IN HER ARMS. BOY, WAS DADDY MAD! I CAN STILL SEE THE LOOK ON HIS FACE. HE WAS NOT A HAPPY CAMPER AT HOME IN NEAR DARK TRYING TO CUT MY HAIR.
 WHEN I WAS 3 YEARS OLD I CAN REMEMBER MY SISTER FLOSSIE BEING BORN. I WAS SITTING ON THE BACK PORCH WITH MY GRANDMA MARY FRANCIS WATSON. I REMEMBER HEARING A BABY CRY AND HOW EXCITED THAT MADE ME FEEL INSIDE. MY BROTHER GLEN ALVIN WAS 3 YEARS OLDER THAN I WAS AND MY BROTHER ARTHUR THOMAS WAS 18 MONTHS OLDER THAN I WAS. MY MOTHER HAD A MISCARIAGE BETWEEN FLOSSIE AND ME. I REMEMBER GLEN AND ART DOING THEIR SHARE OF FIGHTING AS BOYS. THEY ALWAYS GAVE INTO ME. GLEN PICKED ON ART BECAUSE HE WAS THE OLDEST, THEN WHEN FLOSSIE WAS BORN I HAD TO GIVE INTO HER.

 MAMMA AND DADDY ALWAYS HAD SOMEONE OVER TO OUR HOME PLACE. WE HAD MANY PICNIC'S, DINNERS, BASEBALL GAMES, PIES SUPPERS, ICE CREAM SOCIALS WITH OUR FAMILY GATHERINGS. ON FRIDAY NIGHTS WE WOULD GATHER FOR MUSICAL SINGING AND SOME WOULD PLAY THE GUIATER.

 I REMEMBER US TAKING A TRAIN TO ARKANSAS AND VISITED FOR SEVERAL DAYS WITH MY DADS PARENTS JOHN THOMAS PARTAIN AND MY STEP GRANDMA ETTA (ELLIOTT) PARTAIN. WE HAD A LOT OF FUN THERE. I LIKED MY GRANDMA ETTA OK, BUT DADDY WANTED US TO CALL HER ETTA AS HE JUST DIDN'T LIKE HER. DADDY DID HIS BEST TO STAY BUSY OUTSIDE WITH HIS DAD AND THE OTHER MEN FOLK TO KEEP CLEAR OF HER. MAMMA GOT A LONG WITH HER REAL WELL. IT WAS JUST THE BOYS OF JOHN THOMAS THAT DIDN'T GET ALONG WITH HER (THEIR STEP MOTHER, THERE ARE OTHER STORIES IN THIS BOOK ABOUT HER).

 MY COUSIN HAZEL, WHEN I WAS JUST A CHILD WOULD COME OVER; SHE WOULD HELP ME CUT OUT PAPER DOLLS AND DOLL CLOTHES TO SEW. HAZELS MOTHER LEFT HER HUSBAND HOMER WATSON AND SHE PUT HAZEL IN A CATHOLIC CONVENT AND SHE LEFT. SHE TOOK OFF WITH ANOTHER MAN. HOMER AND MY DADDY FOUND WHERE HAZEL WAS AND THEY WENT AND PICKED HER UP, TOOK HER BACK TO OUR HOUSE. SHE STAYED WITH US FOR SEVERAL MONTHS. HAZEL AND I BECAME VERY CLOSE AS WE SPENT A LOT OF SPECIAL TIME TOGETHER. SHE WAS LIKE AN OLDER SISTER TO ME. HAZEL IS NOW 92 YEARS OLD AND IN A NURSING HOME IN NEW MEXICO, SHE AND OLA CALL ME EVERY SATURDAY MORNING AND WE TALK ABOUT "THE GOOD OLD DAY'S", I AM NOW 84 YEAR OLD IN THE YEAR 2005.

 MY MAMA'S BROTHER ROBBY WAS 98 YEARS OLD WHEN HE PASSED AWAY. I REMEMBER ONE VERY SPECIAL DAY WITH HIM. HE HAD PICKED BOTH FLOSSIE AND I UP AND TOOK US TO A LITTLE GROCERY STORE. HE WENT IN AND BOUGHT US EACH OUR OWN BOTTLE OF "SODA POP". WE WERE SO SUPRISED--A WHOLE BOTTLE JUST FOR OUR-SELVES! I HAD ONLY HAD SIPS OF POP BEFORE THAT DAY. I FELT SO GROWN UP AND SPECIAL.

 I REMEMBER AROUND THE YEAR OF 1931 ON HALLOWEEN NIGHT MY BROTHERS AND AUNT OLIE'S BOYS WENT TO A NEIGHBORS HOUSE AND STOLE THERE WAGON OUT OF THEIR BARN. THEY TOOK IT TO AUNT OLIES WHERE WE WERE STAYING THE NIGHT, MY BROTHERS AND I. THE BOY'S HAD PLANNED THAT THEY WOULD ALL SLEEP IN IT BEHIND THE BARN. TWO OF THE BOYS HAD FALLEN ASLEEP IN IT AND THE OTHER BOYS DESIDED TO PLAY A TRICK ON THEM. SO THEY MOVED THE WAGON OUT TO THE CREEK AND PUT IT RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WATER. SO WHEN THE BOY'S AWOKE THAT MORNING, THEY WERE SHOCKED TO FIND THEM SELVES SURRONDED BY WATER. THEY DID RETURN THE WAGON THE NEXT MORNING, AND NO ONE EVER KNEW ABOUT IT.

 I DO REMEMBER GETTING INTO TROUBLE WHEN I WAS 5 YEARS OLD, (I KNOW THAT'S HARD TO BELIEVE). MY GRANADMA HAD GIVEN ME A NAKED DOLL. I WANTED A DRESS FOR HER SO MUCH. SO I TURNED BACK THE COVERS ON MY BED AND CUT A BIG SQUARE OUT OF THE SHEET, MY DOLL GOT IT'S DRESS AND I GOT A GOOD SCOLDING. I ALSO HAD ONE OTHER FAVORITE DOLL, I HAD NAMED HER "RUTH IOWAN" (MAMMA GAVE HER THE MIDDLE NAME AND I HAD TO KEEP ASKING HER WHAT IT WAS AS I COULDN'T REMEMBER IT), SHE HAD A CLOTH BODY AND LEGS, SHE HAD A HARD HEAD AND ARMS. HER EYES AND HAIR WERE PAINTED ON. I TOOK HER EVERY WHERE WITH ME.

 MY MOST FAVORITE DRESS HAD A CIRCLE SKIRT, WHEN I WOULD SPIN AROUND THE SKIRT WOULD FLARE OUT. IT WAS LIGHT BLUE WITH LITTLE FLOWERS. I ALWAYS FELT SO PRETTY IN IT. IT WAS A HAND ME DOWN FROM ONE OF MY COUSINS, BUT IT WAS NEW TO ME AND I ADORED IT. ON EASTER SUNDAY, I WAS ABOUT 5 YEARS OLD. WE HAD ALL GONE TO UNCLE OLIVERS HOUSE. THEY HAD HIDDEN EGGS FOR US CHILDREN TO HUNT. MY BROTHER ARTHUR WAS DIGGING IN A BUSCH FOR ONE, HE CAME OUT SCREAMING AND RUNNING ALL OVER THE PLACE. A BIG BLACK SNAKE WAS CHASING AFTER HIM, TILL DADDY GOT TO IT, AND KILLED IT.

 WHEN I WAS 6-7 YEARS OLD WE HAD GONE TO MY AUNT OLLIES HOUSE, SHE HAD A BIG CREEK THAT RAN DOWN THE BACKSIDE OF HER HOUSE. US KIDS HAD GONE OUT THERE AND WERE SWINGING FROM THE LONG GRAPEVINES THAT GREW WILD. WE WOULD SWING FROM ONE SIDE TO THE OTHER OR DROP INTO THE WATER. WHILE WE WERE OUT PLAYING ON THAT DAY. MY BROTHER HAD FOUND THIS SNAKE AND KILLED IT. I WENT OVER TO SEE WHAT THEY WERE DOING. THEY WERE TAKING TURNS WALKING UP THE SNAKES BACK FROM THE TAIL UP TO THE HEAD, PUSHING EVERYTHING OUT. SO I HAD TO HELP. SCARED ME SO BAD WHEN A BUNCH OF LITTLE BABY SNAKES STARTED COMING OUT IT'S MOUTH.

"SCHOOL DAYS":
  WE LIVED IN A SMALL SETTLEMENT WE CALLED "OLD TOWN", I SUPPOSE IT WAS A LITTLE SETTLEMENT BOFORE THE TOWN OF SPIRO GOT STARTED, WHERE IT IS TODAY. IN EARLIER DAYS, IT WAS CALLED SKULLYVILLE, AS THAT WAS WHAT IT WAS CALLED BY THE INDIANS THAT LIVED THERE YEARS AGO. WE ALL KNEW OUR NEIGHBORS FOR MILES AROUND, AS THERE WERE NOT THAT MANY HOMES THAT WERE CLOSE TOGETHER. OUR NEAREST NEIGHBOR WAS ABOUT A FOURTH MILE FROM US. THE CHILDREN FROM THAT SETTLEMENT KINDA GREW UP TOGETHER, FROM THE BEGINING OF OUR SCHOOL YEARS, RIGHT ON THROUGH THE 8TH GRADE.
   MY EDUCATION STARTED WITH ELEMENTARY SCHOOL AT OAK LODGE SCHOOL IN SKULLYVILLE, OKLAHOMA WHEN I WAS 6 YEARS OLD. I STARTED TO SCHOOL IN THE PRIMARY CLASS. MISS BERRY WAS MY TEACHER FOR THE FIRST THREE TERMS, AS WE HAD THREE GRADES IN ONE ROOM AND ABOUT 12 OR 15 CHILDREN IN EACH ROOM. MISS BERRY WAS SO SWEET AND LIKE A MOTHER TO ALL OF US KIDS. ON ONE SIDE OF THE ROOM SHE HAD IT DIVIDED OFF FROM THE REST OF THE ROOM. SOME ONE HAD MADE HER A LITTLE COUCH ALL OUT OF UPHOLSTERY AND TWO LITTLE MATCHING CHAIRS WITH A LOW TABLE WITH ABOUT 6 CHAIRS AROUND IT. THE WINDOW CURTAINS HAD BEEN HAND EMBROIDERY BY SEVERAL OF THE MOTHERS, THEY WERE WHITE CLOTH WITH RUFFLES. THE WOMEN HAD HAND DRAWN CHILDRENS FAIRY-TAIL STORY-PICTURES ON THEM AND THEN EMROIDERIED OVER THEM. PICTURES LIKE HUMPTY-DUMPTY, LITTLE MISS MUFFETT, JACK AND JILL, THE LITTLE OLD LADY THAT LIVED IN THE SHOE, THE THREE LITTLE PIGS, LITTLE BO-PEEP, LITTLE RED RIDING-HOOD, THE THREE BEARS, HICKORY-DICKORY-DOCK THE MOUSE RAN UP THE CLOCK, HIGH-DIDDLE-DIDDLE-THE-CAT-AND-THE-FIDDLE AND LITTLE BOY BLUE AND SO ON...IT WAS SO CUTE AND US KIDS LOVED LOOKING AT THEM. IF YOU HAD COMPLETED ALL YOUR CLASS WORK THEN MISS BERRY WOULD LET US CHILDREN GO OVER TO THAT SECTIONS TO SIT AND READ. WE HAD TO WALK TWO MILES TO SCHOOL AND TWO MILES BACK EACH DAY. WE COULD CUT OFF ABOUT A HALF MILE IF WE WENT THROUGH TWO PASTURES, AND HAD TO CLIMB THROUGH THREE BARBED WIRE FENCES. WHEN THEY HAD BULLS IN THE PASTURE, WE WERE NOT ALLOWED TO GO THROUGH THE FENCE. I HAD CUT MY LEG ON THE BARBED WIRE AFTER A BOY (OLIVER KENSEY) PUSHED ME TRYING TO BEAT ME OVER THE FENCE. MY LEG WAS BLEEDING SO BAD AND THE BLOOD WAS RUNNING DOWN INTO MY SHOES. AFTER WE MADE IT THROUGH THE PASTURE AND TO THE MAIN ROAD, WE WENT TO THE LITTLE CORNER STORE. MR. MCLANE, THE OWNER, TOOK ME IN AND CLEANED MY LEG UP, PUT SOME MEDICAN ON IT AND BANDAGED IT ALL UP. I SHOULD OF HAD STITCHES PUT IN AS I STILL HAVE THAT BIG SCAR ON MY LEG TO REMIND ME OF MY DAY, INT'S MY LEFT LEG JUST BELOW THE KNEE. ON DAYS MAMA HAD TO WORK IN THE FIELDS WITH DADDY, SHE WOULD DRESS FLOSSIE AND PACK HER LUNCH ALONG WITH OURS AND SHE WOULD WALK TO SCHOOL WITH US. SHE WOULD SIT ON THE SEAT WITH ME, WHEN SHE WOULD GET TIRED SHE WOULD LAY HER HEAD ON MY DESK. OTHER KIDS DID THE SAME THING WITH THEIR YOUNGER BROTHERS OR SISTERS.
 MY VERY BEST FRIEND GROWING UP WAS FRANKIE FERGESON IN OKLAHOMA, SHE AND I WENT TO KINDERGARDEN TO 8 GRADE TOGETHER. SHE AND I HUNG OUT TOGETHER ALL THE TIME. ALSO MY OTHER CLOSE FRIENDS WERE LUCILLE TIBBETS, NORA LEE ROGERS, CLARA KING, ALICE FERGUSON, KATHRYN AND DOROTHY PARTAIN, EVA AND OLA WATSON, GENEVA LESTER, HILDA JEAN AINSWORTH, VIRGINIA LOU GILL, GLADYS HOLLOWAY, PAULINE RUCKER, THELMA AND ETTA TAYLOR.
  THIS WASN'T FUNNY AT THE TIME, BUT IT IS NOW! IN THE 1ST GRADE A GIRL NAMED MADLEY AND I HAD AN ARRGUMENT, SHE HIT ME, SO I HIT HER BACK. OF COURSE THE TEACHER ONLY SAW ME HIT HER. THE TEACHER MADE HER AND I STAND IN THE FRONT OF THE CLASS, WE HAD TO HUG AND KISS EACH OTHER IN FRONT OF EVERYONE, (FOR ME THAT WAS A VERY EMBARRASSING MOMENT). AFTER THAT WE BECAME VERY GOOD FRIENDS.

"GRANDMA-MARY FRANCIS (HEDRICK) WATSON":

MY GRANDMA WATSON WOULD TELL ME BEDTIME STORIES AT NIGHT. SHE LIVED WITH US TILL I WAS 8 YEARS OLD. SHE WAS 77 WHEN SHE PASSED FROM A STROKE. I AM NOW 84 YEARS OLD AND MY MEMORIES OF HER ARE JUST AS FRESH AS WHEN I WAS 8. WHEN GRANDMA (MARY FRANCIS) PASSED AWAY IT WAS VERY HARD FOR ALL OF US, AS WE LOVED HER SO. IT WAS STORMING ON THE DAY SHE PASSED AND IT HAD RAINED FOR SEVERAL DAYS AFTER THAT. THEY WERE UNABLE TO DO THE BURIAL RIGHT AWAY. A LADY FRIEND OF THE FAMILY CAME OVER AND GOT GRANDMA ALL DRESSED, IN THE FINE DRESS THAT SHE HAD STORED AWAY FOR JUST THIS DAY. THIS WOMEN TOOK CARE OF THE NEEDS FOR GRANDMA, AND TOOK THAT BURDEN OFF OF MAMA. GRANDMA HAD TO STAY IN OUR HOUSE, IN HER CASKET TILL THE RAIN STOPPED (SEVERAL DAY'S). THERE WERE RELATIVES, FRIENDS AND NEIGHBORS STOPPING BY EVERYDAY. MAMA LEFT GRANDMA'S CASKET OPEN FOR ALL TO VIEW. MAMA HAD PUT A THIN NET OVER THE TOP TO KEEP THE BUGS OUT. SHE WAS TO BE BURIED NEXT TO HER HUSBAND HEZAKIAH MASON, BUT THE ROADS WERE ALL WAHSED OUT. SO, SHE WAS BURIED CLOSER TO HOME IN THE SAME CEMETERY "NEW HOPE" IN SPIRO, OKLAHOMA, AS LENA AND JOHN ALVIN PARTAIN. AFTER GRANDMA PASSED AWAY, MAMA WAS HAVING A REAL HARD TIME DEALING WITH HER BEING GONE, SHE WAS LONELY, DEPRESSED, ALL US KIDS WERE IN SCHOOL, ALL SHE HAD WERE THE DOGS. SHE NEEDED TO GET AWAY FROM THE MEMORIES. THE DOCTOR TOLD DADDY THAT HE NEEDED TO MOVE HER AWAY, FOR HER TO BE NEAR OTHER PEOPLE. SO, WHEN I WAS IN THE 5TH GRADE, WE MOVED TO TOWN AND RENTED THE FARM OUT. MY DADDY BOUGHT A "NEW AND USED" FURNITURE STORE IN TOWN. THAT YEAR I GOT MALARIA FEVER AND ALMOST DIED FROM IT AND I MISSED A LOT OF SCHOOL. MY TEACHER MISS JAMES, WAS SYMPATHETIC AND HELPED ME TO CATCH UP WITH MY CLASS SO I COULD BE PROMOTED TO THE 6TH GRADE. THE FOLLOWING YEAR DADDY SOLD THE STORE TO UNCLE HOMER AND THEN WE MOVED BACK TO THE FARM. OH BOY! WAS DADDY MAD! THE RENTERS HAD DESTROYED OUR HOME. THEY HAD PULLED ALL THE WALL PAPER OFF THE WALLS IN THE LIVINGROOM AND KITCHEN AND USED IT AS A STARTED FOR THE FIREPLACE. I KNOW THAT THEIR WAS MORE DAMAGE, I JUST CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT. DADDY AND MAMA HAD TO FIX IT ALL BACK UP BEFORE WE COULD EVEN MOVE BACK IN.

"CALIFORNIA"
WE MOVED TO FONTANA, CALIFORNIA WHEN I WAS IN THE 8TH GRADE. I LIVED WITH UNCLE OLIVER AND AUNT FANNY FOR 6 MONTHS TO FINISH OUT MY 8TH GRADE YEAR OF JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL. AS MAMA AND DADDY HAD MADE A MOVE TO RIALTO AND I DIDN'T WANT TO CHANGE SCHOOLS AS IT WAS CLOSE TO THE END OF THE SCHOOL YEAR. I ENJOYED MY TIME THERE WITH THEM, IT WAS VERY SPECIAL AND THEY TREATED ME LIKE I WAS THEIR OWN. I FINISHED THE 8TH AND COMPLETED THE 9TH GRADE IN FONTANA. THEN HAD TO BE BUSSED TO ONTARIO FOR THE 10TH AND THE 11TH GRADE, THE 11TH WAS WHERE I MET FRANK EUGENE RICHARDS. WE STARTED GOING TOGETHER IN MAY 1939 AND WERE MARRIED NOV 27, 1939. MY BEST FRIEND THERE WAS DODLEY SEABERG. SHE & I WENT TO THE MOVIES A LOT TOGETHER. WE TOOK TURNS STAYING THE NIGHT AT EACH OTHER'S HOMES (BEFORE I MARRIED). I REMEBER US ALL DRESSING IN BOBBY SOX, SWEATERS, SKIRTS AND DRESSES BELOW THE KNEE, WE NEVER WORE PANTS. WE WERE CALLED "BE-BOPPERS". (I JUST FOUND THAT DODLEY PASSED AWAY IN 1988, I HAD LOOKED FOR HER FOR A LONG TIME, NEVER COULD FIND HER). I WENT TO CHAFFEY HIGH SCHOOL IN ONTARIO, CALIFORNIA. IN HIGH SCHOOL THE ACTIVITIES I TOOK PART IN WERE, BASKETBALL, BASEBALL, GIRLS CHORUS, SEWING CLASSES AND COOKING CLASSES. THEN LATER AFTER FRANK PASSED AWAY I WENT BACK TO SCHOOL AND RECEIVED MY "G.E.D.". THEN, ON TO VALLEY COLLEGE IN SAN BERNARDINO, CALIFORNIA WITH MY YOUNGEST DAUGHTER DOROTHY. I ENJOYED SCHOOL VERY MUCH. MY FAVORITE CLASS IN HIGH SCHOOL WAS MATH AND IN COLLEGE I ENJOYED HISTORY.

"WINTER":
 THE WINTER MONTHS ON THE FARM WERE THE HARDEST FOR US KIDS WALKING TO AND FROM SCHOOL. THERE WERE TIMES THE SNOW ALMOST BLINDED MY EYE SIGHT ON THOSE TRIPS, AND SOMETIMES I WOULD CLOSE MY EYES AND HANG ON TO GLEN OR ARTHUR, AND LET THEM LEAD THE WAY. OUR FEET AND HANDS WOULD BE SO COLD WHEN  WE GOT TO SCHOOL THAT MISS BERRY WOULD HAVE ME TAKE OFF MY SHOES AND SOCKS AND PUT MY FEET IN A PAN OF COLD WATER TO TAKE AWAY THE FROST BITE, AFTER THEY THOWED A LITTLE, SHE WOULD HAVE ME PUT THEM IN WARM WATER TO WARM MY FEET, THEN I WOULD PUT MY SHOES AND SOCKS BACK ON. MAMA WOULD PUT A PAIR OF THE BOYS OVERALLS ON ME, OVER MY DRESS BUT WHEN I GOT TO SCHOOL I WOULD HAVE TO TAKE THEM OFF UNTIL TIME TO START BACK HOME. FOR, WE WERE NOT ALLOWED TO WEAR ANYTHING BUT DRESSES DURNING THE SCHOOL HOURS, AND MY LEGS WOULD BE SO COLD ALL DAY. FLOSSIE AND I USE TO GO OUT AFTER A NEW FALLEN SNOW AND GET THE NICE CLEAN SNOW AND BRING IT IN AND MAKE SNOW ICE-CREAM. WE THOUGHT THAT WAS A TREAT. MAMA WAS ALWAYS SO GOOD TO LET US DO THINGS LIKE THAT. FLOSSIE AND I USE TO SPEND A LOT OF TIME IN THE HOUSE DURING THE WINTER. WE WOULD PLAY JACKS ON OUR BIG ROUND KITCHEN TABLE, OR SET THERE AND CUT OUT PAPER DOLLS FROM THE OUT-DATED SEARS AND MONTGOMERY WARD CATALOGUES. SOMETIMES WE WOULD COLOR WITH OUR CRAYONS OR CRANK UP THE VICTROLA AND LISTEN TO RECORDS, OR MAMA WOULD READ STORIES TO US. MAMA KEPT BUSY HERSELF AROUND THE HOUSE. SHE WOULD KEEP THE FIRES GOING, COOK A POT OF BEANS OR STEW, MAKE HOT CORN BREAD, ROAST PEANUTS OR POP POPCORN FOR US TO MUNCH ON. FLOSSIE AND I GOT TO BE PRETTY GOOD DONUT MAKERS TOO. DADDY AND THE BOYS USED THIS TIME OF YEAR TO CUT WOOD, MEND THE HARNESSES FOR THE TEAM, GREASE THE WAGON WHEELS, MEND OR REPAIR THE FARM EQUIPMENT, PLOWS ETC., SHARPEN THE HOES AND GET IN A LITTLE HUNTING SOMETIMES. DADDY LIKED TO SIT BY THE FIRE AND WHITTLED ON MATCH STICKS OR A TWIG OF WOOD. HE WOULD MAKE MAMA AND I CROCHET HOOKS. MAMA LET THE DOGS AND CATS STAY INSIDE WHILE IT WAS COLD. WE HAD THIS OUT-DOOR TOILET ROOM (OUT-HOUSE), AND BELIEVE ME WE DID NOT SPEND ANY MORE TIME OUT THERE THAN NEED BE IN THE WINTER. IT WAS DOWN A SLOPE FROM THE HOUSE AND WHEN WE WOULD HAVE RAIN AND THEN A FREEZE, THE PATH ALWAYS FROZE OVER AND IT WAS VERY HARD TO MAKE THE TRIP OUT THERE AND BACK WITHOUT CATCHING A HARD FALL ON THE ICE. AT LEAST DURNING THE WINTER TIME, I HAD FLOSSIE TO WIPE THE DISHES FOR ME. DURNING THE SUMMER SHE ALWAYS HAD TO GO TO THE BATHROOM WHEN IT WAS TIME TO DO THE DISHES AND SHE WOULD SIT OUT THERE AND READ THE COMICS UNTIL THE JOB WAS DONE. (SEE DOROTHY, YOU TAKE AFTER YOUR AUNT FLOSSIE!). MAMA HAD WHAT WE CALLED A "SLOP JAR"-POT WITH A LID AND A HANDLE TO CARRY IT. THIS WAS USED IN PLACE OF THE "OUT-HOUSE" WHEN THERE WAS ICE AND DURING THE NIGHT. MAMA WOULD EMPTY IT EACH MORNING. MAMA AND GRANDMA USED THE WINTER MONTHS TO QUILT AND CROCHET, THEY HAD EACH OTHER AND THEIR LOVE WAS UNCONDITIONAL. MAMA SURE DID MISS GRANDMA WHEN SHE PASSED AWAY ESPECIALLY DURING THE WINTER MONTHS. IN THE WINTER TIME WE WERE CONFINED TO THE HOUSE AS IT WAS TOO COLD TO PLAY OUTSIDE, THATS WHEN WE PLAYED GAMES, DOMINOES, CHECKERS OR CARD GAMES AND THE WHOLE FAMILY WOULD GET INVOLVED. THE WINTER TIME IS WHEN I LEARNED THE MOST ABOUT SEWING AND CROCHETING. SOME MIGHT THINK THAT LIFE ON THE FARM IS A BORE, BUT I REALLY ENJOYED IT THEN. I DOUBT IF I COULD DO WHAT A FARMERS WIFE HAS TO DO TODAY THOUGH. I DID LEARN HOW TO MILK A COW AND HELPED WITH THAT CHORE WHEN MAMA WAS SICK, BUT THAT WAS HER JOB AND SHE SEMMED TO ENJOY IT, SO THAT WAS MOSTLY LEFT UP TO HER.

 WHEN I WAS 7-8 YEARS OLD, THERE WAS A HOCKEY GAME IN SPIRO. MAMMA & DADDY TOOK FLOSSIE AND I TO IT, THEY HAD LEFT US THERE WHILE THEY WENT TO THE STORE. THEY WERE NOT TO BE GONE LONG. WHILE FLOSSIE AND I WERE STANDING RIGHT NEAR THE ROPE WHERE EVERYONE ELSE WAS STANDING AS WELL, ONE OF GUYS HIT THE HOCKEY PUCK AND IT HIT ME RIGHT IN THE CHEST. IT KNOCKED THE WIND RIGHT OUT OF ME. I EVEN SAT DOWN ON THE GROUND AND NO ONE NOTICED ME, NOT EVEN FLOSSIE. I DIDN'T THINK I WOULD EVER GET MY BREATH, I THOUGHT THAT I MIGHT DIE RIGHT THEN AND THERE. I HAD THE DARKEST BROOZE ON MY CHEST FOR QUITE AWHILE AFTER THAT. I SHOWED IT TO MAMMA AFTER WE GOT HOME, AND SHE FELT SO BAD THAT SHE HAD NOT BEEN THERE WITH ME WHEN IT HAPPENED. WHEN I WAS 9 YEARS OLD I GOT MY FIRST PAIR OF ROLLER SKATES AND WOULD GO ON FRIDAY NIGHTS TO THE RINK. SOME MAN AT THE RINK TAUGHT ME HOW TO SKATE. I NEVER HAD MY OWN BIKE.

 I HAVE BEEN ASKED THE QUESTION: WHICH POLITICAL FIGURE DO YOU REMEMBER MOST AND WHY? WELL THAT WOULD BE, FRANKLIN DELANO ROOSEVELT, I MET HIM IN PERSON WHEN I WAS ABOUT 9-10 YEARS OLD, AROUND 1931 BEFORE HE BECAME PRESIDENT, HE WAS CAMPANING FOR PRESIDENT AT THAT TIME. HE ARRIVED BY TRAIN IN SPIRO, OKLAHOMA. HE STOOD OUT ON THE BACK OF THE TRAIN AND MADE A SPEECH TO THE PEOPLE. WE HAD TALKED ABOUT IT AT SCHOOL BEFORE HE HAD ARRIVED, SO WE WERE READY FOR HIS VISIT, WE EVEN GOT OUT EARLY THAT DAY TO GO STAND AND WATCH HIM. IT WAS AN EXCITING TIME FOR ALL IN OUR LITTLE TOWN.

 I USE TO ENJOY READING THE BIBLE GROWING UP, I STILL ENJOY READING IT. FLOSSIE AND I HAD AN OLD SONGBOOK THAT WE SANG FROM ALMOST DAILY. WE LOVED THIS BOOK. WE THOUGHT WE WERE MOVIE STARS SOME TIMES, I ALWAYS FIGURED BOTH FLOSSIE AND I WOULD END UP AT "THE GRAND OLE OPERA". WE HAD AN OLD WIND-UP VICTROAI THAT WE PLAYED RECORDS ON. WE HAD A LOT OF OLD JIMMY ROGERS RECORDS THAT FLOSSIE AND I USE TO SING ALONG WITH, UNTIL WE LEARNED ALL THE WORDS. MY DREAMS WERE TO BECOME A NURSE AND TAKE CARE OF SICK PEOPLE. I HAD TAKEN A COURSE WITH THE RED CROSS AND GOT A CERTIFICATE THAT WOULD LATER HELP ME TO GET INTO THE NURSING FIELD. I ALSO WANTED TO GET MARRIED AND BE A MOTHER TO FOUR CHILDREN. WELL I DID GET MARRIED AND HAD DOUBLE THE CHILDREN, I DON'T HAVE PAPER'S TO SHOW THAT I AM A NURSE, BUT I HAVE PLAYED THE PART OF A NURSE EVERY SINCE I HAD CHILDREN, ALWAYS FIXING A BOO-BOO OF SOME KIND.

 WHEN YOU LIVE ON A FARM, THERE IS NOT TOO MUCH TIME TO SOCIALIZE, BUT WE ALWAYS HAD OUR "CLOSE OF SCHOOL" PICNIC AND PIE SUPPERS. PIE SUPPERS WERE WHEN THE LADIES BAKED A PIE AND WE TOOK IT TO THE SCHOOL HOUSE, (THAT WAS WHERE ALL THE NEIGHBORS ACTIVITIES WERE HELD). THE PIES WERE RAFFLED OR AUCTIONED OFF AND YOU SHARED YOUR PIE WITH THE FELLOW THAT WAS THE HIGHEST BIDDER. WE ALSO HAD ICE-CREAM SOCIALS. THERE WERE SEVERAL FAMILIES THAT HAD GET-TOGETHERS (WE CALLED THEM) ON FRIDAY OR SATURDAY NIGHTS. THOSE THAT HAD MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS WOULD BRING THEM. WE WOULD SING AND SOME WOULD DANCE, THEN WE WOULD MAKE SEVERAL FREEZERS OF ICE-CREAM. WE HELD THEM IN DIFFERENT HOMES AND WE OFTEN HAD THEM AT OUR HOUSE. WE HAD OUR SUNDAY SCHOOL AND CHURCH IN THE SCHOOL BUILDING UNTIL I WAS 10 YEARS OLD, THEN WE STARTED TO A REGULAR CHURCH. THE LADIES WOULD MEET ABOUT ONCE A WEEK FOR A SECRET PAL EXCHANGE OF GIFTS OR TO HAVE A QUILTING BEE. WHEN IT CAME TIME TO PLANT POTATOES WE WOULD USUALLY HAVE SEVERAL OF THE NEIGHBORS IN TO HELP CUT POTATOES FOR PLANTING THE NEXT DAY AND WE WOULD SORTA MAKE A PARTY OUT OF THE POTATOE CUTTING IN THE EVE.

 I HAD DATED WILLIAM LEROY RICHARDS A COUPLE TIMES, (MY HUSBANDS BROTHER), BUT ALWAYS HAD A CRUSH ON HIS BROTHER FRANK (NOW MY HUSBAND). FRANK WAS SO HANDSOME AND HAD A GREAT FIGURE AND NICE TAN! MY BEST FRIEND DODLEY LIKED FRANK AT THE TIME. DODLEY HAD SET ME UP ON A BLIND DATE WITH THIS GUY NAMED HAROLD CARTELL AND HER DATE WAS WITH FRANK. WE HAD GONE TO A PARTY THAT NIGHT (ONE OF OUR FRIENDS BIRTHDAY PARTY). DURNING THE PARTY, WE PLAYED LOTS OF DIFFERENT GAMES, EACH HAD TO HAVE A PARTNER. IT SURE WASN'T PLANNED THIS WAY, BUT I ENDED UP BEING FRANKS PARTNER FOR EVERY GAME. FRANKS X-GIRLFRIEND WAS AT THE PARTY AS WELL. HER NAME WAS ALICE PHILLIPS, BOTH SHE AND DODLEY WERE SO JEALOUS AND MAD AT ME. ALL THREE OF US HAD A CRUSH ON HIM. I WON THE PRIZE THAT NIGHT "FRANK"! DODLEY AND I WERE STILL FRIENDS AFTER THAT. (LATER AFTER OUR SON GLENN WAS BORN, FRANK AND I HAD GONE TO DODLEY'S AND HER HUSBANDS HOME FOR A VISIT. HER HUSBAND AND FRANK HAD GONE OUTDOORS. SHE AND I WENT INTO THE CHILDRENS ROOM AND SAT ON THE BED WHILE THE KIDS PLAYED TOGETHER. DODLEY MADE THE REMARK THAT IT WAS TIME FOR HER TO GIVE UP. I ASKED HER ON WHAT? SHE SAID "FRANK", LOOKS LIKE THE TWO OF YOU WILL MAKE A GO AT IT AFTER ALL. I WAS STUNED! SHE TOLD ME THAT SHE HAD ALWAYS BEEN IN LOVE WITH HIM AND HOPED DEEP INSIDE THAT HE WOULD GO BACK TO HER. I JUST DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY TO HER. (BUT INSIDE I WAS SMILEING ALL OVER MYSELF).

 MY ALL-TIME FAVORITE MOVIE STARS WERE ROY ROGERS AND ROBERT TAYLOR, I ENJOYED COUNTRY WESTERN MUSIC AND CHURCH HYMNS, (I STILL DO). MY  FAVORITE SINGER WAS JEAN AUTERY. I ENJOY A DELIOUS BAKED SWEET POTATO WITH A LITTLE BROWN SUGAR, BUTTER AND CINNAMON ON TOP, FRESH BAKED CORN BREAD, AND FRESH FRIED OKRA.

 MY BROTHER ART HAD A MODLE "T" FORD CAR, HE STRIPPED IT ALL DOWN, I MEAN "ALL DOWN", ALL THAT WAS LEFT WERE THE WHEELS, THE WINDSHIELD, THE STEERING-WHEEL, THE ENGINE AND THE GAS-TANK. THE GAS TANK SET RIGHT BELOWE WHERE THE FRONT SEAT HAD BEEN. THIS IS WHERE ART SAT, RIGHT ON THAT GAS-TANK WHILE HE DROVE. HE NEVER DROVE IT ON THE MAIN ROADS. BUT, HE DID LET BOTH FLOSSIE AND I DRIVE IT ALONG WITH EVER OTHER KID IN TOWN UP AND DOWN THE BACK ROADS WHERE THERE WAS NO TRAFFIC. BOY DID WE HAVE FUN ON THAT THING.

 MY BROTHERS HAD MADE A TELEPHONE OUT OF CANS AND HAD STRINGS THAT CONNECTED FROM ONE CAN TO THE OTHER. WE WOULD TAKE TURNS TALKING TO EACH OTHER ON IT FROM A DISTANCE, AND YOU REALLY COULD HEAR THEM IN IT. MY BROTHERS WERE ALWAYS GOOD TO FLOSSIE AND I, THEY LIKED DOING THINGS FOR US AND WERE ALWAYS MAKING US TOYS OF SOME KIND. THEY LIKED TO PULL US AROUND IN THE WAGON. SOMETIMES THEY HOOKED THE DOG TOTHE WAGON AND THE DOG WOULD FOLLOW THE BOYS AND PULL US ON A GOOD LONG WALK. OUR DOGS WERE WELL TRAINED, IF ONE OF THE ANIMALS GOT OUT, SAY A PIG. DADDY WOULD SAY "GO GET'EM" AND THE DOG WOULD CHASE IT BACK. THEY WOULD FOLLOW DADDY BEHIND THE PLOW. SOMETIMES THE PLOW WOULD DIG UP A BED OF SNAKES AND THE DOGS WOULD GET'EM. IF MAMA WAS WORKING IN THE GARDEN AND SHE YELLED "JOHN", DADDY WOULD SEND THE DOGS RIGHT OVER. SNAKES LIKED TO HANG OUT IN MAMA'S GARDEN, THE DOGS WOULD TAKE CARE OF THEM. DON'T KNOW HOW THE DOGS DID IT BUT THEY NEVER GOT BIT, EVEN BY THE RATTLESNAKES. DADDY SAID A "KING SNAKE" WAS GOOD TO HAVE AROUND TO EAT THE MICE AND RATS, BUT TO ME A SNAKE WAS A SNAKE AND I DIDN'T WANT TO SEE AROUND.

THE CIRCUS:
 DADDY AND MAMA WOULD TAKE US TO THE CIRCUS, WE WOULD GET SO EXCITED ABOUT WATCHING ALL THE WONDERFUL AND EXCITING FEATURES. THERE WERE SENSATIONAL LEAPERS, TUMBLERS, WIRE WALKERS, BALANCERS AND OTHER DEATH DEFYING FEATS OF SKILL BY BOTH MALE AND FEMALE PERFORNMERS.
WONDERFUL TRAINED PONIES, AND ELEPHANTS WOULD PERFORM IN A WONDERFUL MANNER.

THE COUNTY FAIR:
 EVERY YEAR DADDY TOOK US TO THE COUNTY FAIR. SOMETIMES WE WERE ABLE TO ENTER THINGS IN IT, LIKE CANNED FRUIT, SEWING, 4-H PROJECTS, COWS AND THE LIKE. THOSE ARE THE THINGS US KIDS GOT TO ENTER. THERE WERE RIDES FOR US TO GO ON. LOTS OF SUGAR CANDY, COTTON CANDY, CARMEL APPLES AND SO ON, BUT WE NEVER HAD THE MONEY TO BUY ANYTHING WITH. LOTS OF LIVE STOCK, SHEEP, CATTLE ,CHICKENS, PIGS AND SO ON, THAT WERE BEING JUDGED FOR CONTESTS. QUILTS AND OTHER CRAFTS WERE DISPLAYED.(I CAN'T REMEMBER IF DADDY AND MAMA EVER ENTERED ANYTHING, BUT THE BOYS HAD ENTERED A CALF, AND GOT SECOND PLACE).

 I HAD BEEN DOING A LOT OF SEWING ON A PROJECT FOR ONE OF THE KIDS, TRYING TO GET IT FINISHED BEFORE GOT HOME FROM SCHOOL. BEING IN A HURRY AND BEING TO TIRED AND NOT WATCHING WHAT I WAS DOING, I SEWED MY FINGER RIGHT UP WITH THE MATERIAL. THE SAME FINGER I HAD CUT WITH THE CYCLE DOING THE YARD WORK. (THAT STORY IS UNDER MY HUSBAND FRANK E. RICHARDS JR.). I HAD TO USE MY OTHER HAND TO UNSCREW THE NEEDLE FROM THE BACK OF THE MACHINE. IT HAD GONE ALL THE WAY THROUGH MY FINGER. I HAD GONE IN THE KITCHEN AND FOUND A PAIR PLIERS AND PULLED THE NEEDLE OUT BY MYSELF. I YANKED IT REAL FAST SO IT WOULDN'T HURT SO BAD. (YOU DO, WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO, WHEN YOUR ALONE).

I HAVE BEEN ASKED: CAN YOU REMEMBER A TIME OR AN EVENT THAT CHANGED YOUR LIFE? ALL I CAN SAY IS MARRIAGE AND MY FAMILY. WORKING AWAY FROM HOME WAS A BIG DEAL FOR ME. I WAS VERY GREEN AT THE TIME; I LEARNED A LOT FROM THE OTHER GIRLS I WORKED WITH. WORDS I NEVER HAD HEARD BEFORE AND WAS SHOCKED AT WHAT THE MEANINGS OF THEM WERE. WHEN WE MOVED FROM OKLAHOMA TO CALIFORNIA THE PEOPLE IN CALIFORNIA MADE YOU FEEL LIKE YOU WERE IN A FOREIN COUNTRY. THEY WERE NOT FARMERS, IT WAS A WHOLE DIFFERENT LIFE, CITY LIFE, NOT COUNTRY!

I HAVE BEEN ASKED: WAS THERE A TIME THAT YOU REMEMBER BEING ESPECIALLY FUN OR SIGNIFICANT? YES, MY WHOLE LIFE HAS BEEN. I DO EMBRACE THE MEMORY OF THE ONE WONDERFUL CAREFREE YEAR AFTER WE WERE MARRIED AND BEFORE OUR FIRST CHILD WAS BORN. WITH A NEW MARRIAGE CAME THE ADJUSTING THEN THE BIRTH OF EACH CHILD AND THE FUN WE SPENT WITH EACH OF YOU. THE BAPTIZEM OF EACH OF YOU CHILDREN. THE FIRST NEW HOUSE WE BUILT, JUST KNOWING THAT IT WAS OURS, AND ALL OF MY BEAUTIFUL GRANDCHILDREN AND GREAT GRANDCHILDREN. ALL OF THESE THINGS ARE SIGNIFICANT AND THE JOY'S OF MY LIFE.

"TRADITIONS"
WE DID HAVE TRADITIONAL WAYS TO CELEBRATE HOLIDAYS, SOME OF YOU KIDS MAY HAVE YOUR OWN TRADITIONS NOW. FOR CHRISTMAS WE USE TO DECORATE THE TREE AS A FAMILY. WE HAD A BIG TURKEY DINNER TOGETHER. WE ALWAYS OPENED OUR GIFTS FROM EACH OTHER ON CHRISTMAS EVE, and THEN THE CHILDREN OPENED THEIR GIFTS FROM SANTA ON CHRISTMAS MORNING. ON CHRISTMAS EVE ALL THE FAMILY WOULD ATTEND, THEN HAVE CHRISTMAS MORNING AT THEIR OWN HOMES. ON NEW YEARS EVE, SOMETIMES WE WOULD GATHER AT ONE OF OUR HOMES AND PLAY CARDS, GAMES OR POOL, NO DRINKING, NONE OF US DRANK. WE JUST HAD LOTS OF GOOD OLD FAMILY FUN! THE KIDS LIKED TO HONK CAR HORNS, BANG POTS AND PANS TOGETHER AND BLOW PARTY FAVOR HORNS AT THE STROKE OF MIDNIGHT. OUR HOUSE WAS ALWAYS THE LOUDEST IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD. ON EASTER, WE WOULD ATTEND CHURCH IN OUR NEW EASTER OUTFITS. WE HAD HAM AND USUALY HAD A PICNIC AT THE PARK WITH AN EASTER EGG HUNT. WE WOULD PLAY BASEBALL, CROQUET SOMETIMES EGG TOSS GAME AND OTHER GAMES.

 IN 1921 THE YEAR I WAS BORN, THE TOP GROSSING FILMS OF THE YEAR WERE "THE FOUR HORSEMEN OF THE APOCALYPSE"-STARRING RUDOLPH VALENTINO. "THE KID"-STARRING CHARLIE CHAPLIN & JACKIE COOGAN. "EVERYWOMAN'S PROBLEM"-SILENT MOVIES. THE TOP HIT SONGS WERE, "KITTEN ON THE KEYS"-BY ZEZ CONFREY, "AIN'T WE GOT FUN"-BY RICHARD A. WHITING. "MAKE BELIEVE"-BY BENNY DAVIS AND "APRIL SHOWERS"-BY BUDDY DESYLVA. $100.00 IN 1921 WOULD EQUAL 1,072.07 TODAY IN 2005. THE COST FOR ONE HERSHEY BAR WAS 5 CENTS.

LIFE HAS CHANGED SINCE I WAS BORN IN SO MANY WAYS. NEW INVENTIONS OF EVERDAY LIFE HAS MADE LIFE MUCH EASIER FOR BOTH MAN AND WOMEN. THESE DAYS PEOPLE LIVE MUCH LONGER LIVES WITH DOCTORS BEING MORE EDUCATED AND NEW MEDICATIONS TO BE GIVEN. THESE DAYS COMPUTERS ARE USED FOR EVERYDAY LIFE. SOME DAY THEY WILL PROBALLY TAKE OVER THE JOBS OF MEN, SOME PEOPLE LIVE THEIR LIVES BY THEM. SOCIAL SECURITY IS HERE NOW FOR US OLDER FOLKS TO HELP US SURVIVE AFTER RETIREMENT. I HOPE AND PRAY SOCIAL SECURITY DOSEN'T RUN OUT BY THE TIME YOU WILL NEED IT.

I THINK NOW DAYS THAT PEOPLE HAVE IT MADE. THEY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IT WAS LIKE IN THE OLDEN DAYS WHEN WE HAD NO TELEPHONE, NO INDOOR PLUMBING OR ELECTRICTY (WHAT A DIFFERANCE IT MAKES).

MY YOUNGEST DAUGHTER DOROTHY WAS ALWAYS ON THE RUN TRYING TO MEET NEW MOVIE STARS. I GOT A KICK OUT OF IT WHEN SHE INVITED ME ALONG TO A TAPING OF THE SHOW "HAPPY DAY'S". I MET A LOT OF STARS IN PERSON THANKS TO DOROTHY. I EVEN GOT KISSED ON THE HAND BY HENRY WINKLER "THE FONZ", I ALSO MET AND GOT TO TALK TO RON HOWARD "RICHEY OFF HAPPY DAYS-OPIE OFF THE ANY GRIFFITH SHOW", TOM BOSELY, JOANIE AND MRS. CUNNINGHAM. I ALSO MET JACKLIN SMITH AND DENIS COLE (HER HUSBAND AT THE TIME). I MET THE ORGINAL GRANNY CLAMPET OFF THE "HILLBILLY'S". SOMETIMES I FELT LIKE DOROTHY PERSONAL SECRETARY, I TOOK MANY PHONE CALLS AT OUR HOME FROM THESE STARS; BETTY DAVIS, BETTY WHITE, MICKEY ROONEY AND JACKLIN SMITH. DOROTHY IS AN AMAZING WOMAN. SHE HAS HIDDEN TALENTS THAT I WISH THE WORLD COULD SEE. SHE HAS HER OWN LINE OF CARTOONS; SHE HAS HER OWN GREETING CARDS. SHE HAS ENCLUDED ALL HER LIST OF EVENTS AND CONTACTS IN HER BIOGRAPHY WHICH YOU WILL READ LATER IN THIS BOOK.

"TICK-TOCK-COFFEE-SHOP"
MY SISTER FLOSSIE HAD BEEN WORKING AT "TICK-TOCK-COFFEE-SHOP" FOR A YEAR OR SO. THEN SHE WENT TO WORK FOR HER BOSS RUSS AT A GOLF COURSE SNACK SHOP THAT HE OWNED AS WELL. THEN FLOSSIE HAD HER TEETH PULLED AND WAS IN BAD SHAPE FROM IT. RUSS WAS IN NEED FOR HELP BACK AT THE COFFEE SHOP AND CALLED FLOSSIE, BUT SHE WAS IN NO CONDITION TO WORK. SHE CALLED ME AND SAID THAT RUSS NEEDED THE HELP, AND THAT'S HOW I STARTED WORKING THERE. I WORKED THERE 3 YEARS OR MORE DOING ALMOST EVERYTHING IN THE CAFE. IN THAT TIME, MY BOYS, JOHN AND GLENN BOTH WENT TO WORK THERE ALSO.  MY DAUGHTER RUTH STARTED WORKING ALSO, AFTER SCHOOL. JOHN WAS THE COOK AND GLENN THE BUSS BOY AND DISH WASHER AND RUTH WAS A WAITTRESS. WE ALL WORKED DIFFERENT HOURS, I NEVER WORKED WITH THE CHILDREN AS I WORKED DURNING THE DAY WHEN THEY WERE AT SCHOOL. IT WAS A REAL FAMILY ADVANTURE. RUSS TOLD ME THAT I SHOULD BUY THE PLACE. HE WAS ALWAYS BRAGGING ON MY KIDS ON WHAT HARD WORKERS THEY WERE, HE WAS VERY IMPRESSED WITH THEM. DORIS WAS WORKING FOR THE TELEPHONE COMPANY AT THIS TIME, SHE WAS THE SWITCHBOARD OPERATOR. FRANK WAS WORKING NIGHT'S AND WAS AT HOME WITH NANCY DURNING THE DAY. THEN MARY AND BOB WERE THERE AFTER SCHOOL, TILL I GOT HOME. WHEN I WAS PREGANT WITH DOROTHY IN MY 8 MONTH I DESIDED TO QUITE AND STAY AT HOME, THAT WAS THE YEAR 1961.


I HAVE HAD A NICE LIFE AND I HAVE BEEN ABLE TO VISIT MANY DIFFERENT STATES. I HAVE BEEN TO MEXICO, CANADA, OKLAOHMA, TEXAS, NEW MEXICO, ARZONIA, CALIFORNIA, OREGON, WASHINGTON STATE, WASHINGTON D.C. MINNISOTA, NORTH AND SOUTH DAKOTA, GEORGIA, ALABAMA, VIRGINIA, NEVADA, AND THE CATALINA ISLANDS. I HAVE NEVER HAD DESIRE TO GO OVERSEAS. I THINK I HAVE SEEN EVERYTHING I WANT TO SEE. SINCE FRANK PASSED AWAY MY MOST FAVORITE PLACE THAT I HAVE LIVED WAS IN CALIFORNIA, IN MARY AND MIKE SIMONS BACK YARD WHERE THEY PUT MY PARK TRAILER (NOT A TRAVEL TRAILER). IT WAS AT 274 MAGNOLIA GLEN IN RIVERSIDE. MARY HAD IT ALL FIXED UP PERFECT FOR ME, I HAD A WHEELCHAIR RAMP AND CUTE LITTLE WOODEN PORCH THAT WENT TO THE FRONT DOOR. SHE HAD PRETTY FLOWERS AND PLANTS AND MY LITTLE HUMMING BIRD FEEDER OUT FOR ME TO WATCH THE BIRDS. THEY HAD A BUILT IN POOL, WHICH WAS RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY TRAILER. IT WAS A BEAUTIFUL SITE LOOKING OUT MY FRONT DOOR AT THEIR BEAUTIFUL YARD. I WAS VERY HAPPY THERE AS IT WAS "MY HOME", AND I WAS STILL ABLE TO CARE FOR MYSELF, FOR THE MOST PART. THANK YOU MARY AND MIKE FOR ALL THAT YOU DID FOR ME. I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH. I LOVE ALL OF YOU CHILDREN VERY MUCH, YOU HAVE ALL BEEN VERY GOOD TO ME AND HAVE DONE YOUR BEST TO TAKE CARE OF ME SINCE YOUR FATHER PASSED AWAY.


"HEALTH HISTORY"
I HAVE HAD CATARACH EYE SURGERY. HAD MY GALLBLADDER REMOVED. I HAVE HAD "ANGINA" OF THE HEART FOR MANY YEARS. AT THE AGE OF 83 THEY ARE WANTING ME TO HAVE OPEN HEART SURGERY. I HAVE CHOICE NOT TO. WHAT TIME I HAVE LEFT ON THIS EARTH, I DO NOT WUSH TO SPEND IN A BED.

TO ALL MY GRANDCHILDREN AND GREAT GRANDCHILDREN. BE HAPPY AND FEEL BLESSED FOR ALL THE THINGS THAT YOU DO HAVE. ENJOY YOUR LIFE AND YOUR FAMILY. TIME PASSES BY BEFORE YOUR EYES AND BEFORE YOU KNOW IT, YOU TURN OLD LIKE ME, AND THEN WONDER WHERE ALL THE TIME HAS GONE. ALWAYS KEEP GOD AS THE CENTER OF YOUR HOUSEHOLD AND LET HIM LEAD YOU IN THE DIRECTION HE WANTS YOU TO GO. ALWAYS KEEP THE FAITH, WITH OUT IT, WE WOULD BE LOST. ALSO TO ALL MY GRANDCHILDREN, I DO KNOW THAT AS A CHILD MY LIFE WAS MUCH EASIER THAN YOURS IS TODAY GROWING UP, I'M SURE. WE HAD NO DRUGS AND GANGS AS YOUR GENERATION DOES TODAY. PEER PRESSURE IN MY TIME WAS DIFFERENT THAN IT IS NOW DAYS AND I FEEL SORRY FOR YOU YOUNGSTERS GROWING UP, OTHER CHILDREN CAN BE SO MEAN AND CRULE. DON'T LET THEM BRING YOU DOWN TO THEIR LEVELS.
(THERE ARE MANY MORE STORIES ABOUT MARY AND HER FAMILY UNDER FLOSSIE EVANS (MARY'S SISTER). _____________________________________________________________