I will say ‘this is my life’ (con’t).
I want the grand's (and my sons) to know a little about my early life. Everyone knows my dad was a preacher. In the 1940’s If a preacher was called or assigned a new church it was his responsibility to get there, no allowances were set aside. Dad had a 5’x6’ trailer and a bumper hitch on a 1941 Chevy.
What mom and dad owned was a radio for war news, clothes, pots, pans, dishes, bed clothes, books a couple rockers, quilting frames, sewing machine and a wringer type washer tin tubs, cast iron wash pot and at that time 3 kids at home. The two older boys were off in the war. We had a dog, Bingo and Tom the cat. both were put in a cage in the trailer.
(taken before we moved to High Shoals)
In 1943 or 44, We moved from Shelby to High shoals only 30-35 miles. But we were out in the country. I liked that. There were no blackouts in High shoals, it was not a town or city. Not enough light to attract attention of German or Japanese planes. So my guard days were over. No suspect planes to shoot down with my stick rifle.
High shoals 4 & 5 years old. Shirl was in the first or second grade. My big sister taught me to ride a bicycle, play hop-scotch and tag. It was a fun time I had mama all to myself during the day. I learned to gather eggs and feed the chickens. Watering them was the most fun! I never understood how that water stayed in the 1/2 gallon jugs when you turned them upside down and the water ran out into the round pan and stopped. Amazing.
High Shoals is the place I burned a few acres of straw field down while learning to smoke rabbit tobacco. The results weren’t any fun.
Tom had run off when we let him out of the box.He made it back to Shelby on his own, that was amazing to me as a boy. I knew I couldn’t have done it. Bingo was there and I always had her to play with.
I had gold fish that died and I buried them in a quart jar of water in the front yard. Preacher's kids always got to go home with members kids on Sunday or them stay with us. It was more fun to go to the farms. Our only playmates were the Jones kids, they had the farm behind the church and they were black folk. Some of my best times was at their house.
Thanks for stopping by the log.
I never knew my Grandpas and only one of my Grandmas. I want my grands to know about me and their grandma.
1941 Chevy. This was a pretty new car in 1943.