Mom was no longer working at the State Capitol. Things were different in those days. There was no maternity leave, nor was your job guaranteed to be yours when you were able to return. Seems I was a sickly baby. So, with 3 young children and a baby her hands were full. At least somewhere... Continue Reading →

Writing Blog #40 Easter on the Farm Easter on the farm pretty much always started out the same way. First, we woke up to the smell of breakfast being cooked. A usual morning meal would be fresh farm eggs from our laying hens, bacon and toast. The adults would have coffee and we would have... Continue Reading →

A little background before we start the story on this chapter of  farm life. My Mom started to lose her hearing at the age of 19 years old. The Doctors could not find why she had hearing loss, but it happened suddenly. As time went on, she lost most of her hearing in both of... Continue Reading →

I thought it would be fun to be born again 71 years later, so here is my story. This is a picture of me in 1957 with Dr. Roy Moore. He brought me into this world. In 1949 my Mom became pregnant with me. She was working at the Washington State Capitol at the time.... Continue Reading →

It was a typical Wednesday. Dad had dropped Mom off at work at the State Capitol, then he went on to his job at Capitol Chevrolet. It was the week before Easter giving my siblings time off from school. They were being watched by our Grandparents which was always a treat.  Alanna, Henry and Janice... Continue Reading →

Mom talked it over with my Dad and decided that she would try to get a full-time job. It was becoming more difficult to support the family with jobs that were available to World War 2 Servicemen. So, she put out her feelers and found a job as a File Clerk at the State Capitol.... Continue Reading →

This entry will be about various experiences my siblings had while attending school in Olympia, Washington. I am not sure of the sequence of their stories, so forgive me if they are not exactly in canonical order. When my siblings started school there was not a Kindergarten class available. Alanna attended first grade without her... Continue Reading →

As we discussed previously in one of my other blogs, when Dad moved us back to Washington after the war, he had high hopes of becoming a berry farmer. He plowed, planted and harvested berries, along with a few vegetables he sold along the roadside or to the Olympia Cannery, but it proved not to... Continue Reading →

One day Dad had taken the old Model T Ford they owned out to down town Olympia. He was going on an errand and brought my sisters and brother along. The ride was going along smoothly, when as he approached 4th Avenue East when suddenly he felt a familiar feeling of the car sort of... Continue Reading →

Christmas on the farm was a very special time. But then I believe that no matter where you are Christmas is a special time. This story is a combination of the Christmases spent on the farm. A collection from my sisters and brother’s memories. Christmas on the farm was simple, but full of love. Christmas... Continue Reading →