Mama and dad lost a daughter and son. Oveline, older than I and the son died before being named, after me. So I was the baby of the family and Shirl was next up the line. Kat, Jr. and Odis were older. Shirl and I were more like the 'second family'. We all got along well except the older brothers. I loved them both, but they were completely different. After WWII Odis bought some lots at $25 each to build on. They were on a dirt road (two ruts). The rest of the family and some of their in-laws bought also. As a child I was privileged to see my brothers, brother in law and their wives, work together to build their homes, no electricity mind you. They all worked together cutting trees and hauling the logs to the sawmill and used that lumber, most uncured, to build their homes.
Until he died, Dick (Kat's husband), would remind me of those times, " We would meet every evening coming from work, standing around the fire of tree scraps and would talk and plan. In a few minutes you could count on Jr saying, Okay boys lets do something, even if it is wrong."
As a kid I was having a ball. There were several kids and we roamed the woods and played. Many nights we slept at the building sites and ate food cooked over the coals of the days fire. I can't remember where I stayed. It must have been with Kat and Dick, they liked me. (LOL) the rest tolerated me I think.
That part of my childhood in the mid 1940's I can never forget. These men who had never built a house, had decided to have a home in the country and quit renting. I smiled when Dick said he and Kat had to finance their land, they had bought 4 lots, total cost, $100.00
These cars were new when my older SIBLINGS were building their homes.