Saturday, December 27, 2008
Old home place
The chimney is all that is left standing of our old house. I lived up in this hollow until I was around 12 and then we moved down the road about a mile. I still love this old home place because you can go up there and you would think you're a hundred miles from civilization when, in fact, you're only 4-5 miles to town. You can't tell from the pictures but the old home place joined a national park so there was never a chance that anyone could build close to us.
When we lived there we had to walk about 2 miles to get to school. We just about always walked down the railroad. To get to the railroad we had to cross a creek and to do that there was a little narrow bridge that we walked across. Once in a while it would rain a lot and we couldn't get across. I can remember going another way where we didn't have to cross the bridge. However, to go that way we had to walk through the woods and grassy areas so we were normally soaked when we got to school.
We got electricity up to the house when I was 5 or 6. Of course we had to use the outhouse since we didn't have indoor plumbing. If I recall correctly, the house was 24 feet by 28 feet and contained 4 rooms. My oldest sister and I have figured our from our ages that at one time there were 7 of us kids and my mom and dad lived in that little house. Needless to say there was no privacy but I don't remember being concerned about it.
Mom did all the cooking on a wood burning stove. Of course we didn't have a chain saw so the wood was cut either with an axe, crosscut saw, or buck saw. We raised a lot of what we ate. Of course when I was a kid I thought the garden was huge but it doesn't look so big when I go back now. :) My mom would can stuff like crazy and we always had a milk cow and raised a couple hogs to slaughter. I loved it when we slaughtered the hogs because I knew my mom would make sausage and I loved sausage (still do).
My parents really had to be struggling a lot of times when we lived up there. Of course, being dumb kids we didn't know it back then. There was always something to eat and we always had something to wear even if it had been patched or handed down from an older sibling. Us boys normally went barefooted for most of the summer .. 1) We liked to and 2) To save our shoes.
Rose and I laugh about going back up there and taking pictures. I walk back up there just about every time I'm down to visit my brothers and just about every time I take some pictures. Needless to say I have a lot of pictures of the place that are almost identical.