- Born
- Baptized
- Orphaned
- Married
- Mother
- Grandmother
- Great-Grandmother
- Survived the great depression
- WWII
- Korea
- VietNam
- 6 day war
- Establishment of Israel
- Hot lunch
- CCG&O
- Manassa
- Romeo
- Antonito
- Grand Canyon Mission
- Chicago Mission
- Washington Mission
- Cub Scouts
- Boys
- Girl
- Gardens
- RS
- Scouts
- Drove
- Flew
- Walked
- Ran
- Horse
- Widowed
- Saint George
- Sandy
- Model A
- Chevy
- Ford
- Nash
- Pontiac
- Carpet
- Concrete
- Lilac
- Temple
- Float
- Parade
- Romance Novels
- Stolen Nail
- Waterless cookware
- World Book
- Sew
- Embroidery
- Indexing
- LDS
- Paint
- Draperies
- Quilt
- Bags
- BLOG
- Colorado Springs
- Reverse Mortgage
- Survived Breast Cancer
- Chrysler
- Sister
- Aunt
- Niece
- Daughter
- Grand-Daughter etc.
- Cook
- Pickled Beets
- Drip Irrigation
- Pluck a chicken
- Make Bread
- Farmer
- Drove over son
- Fish
- Family history
- She loves
- I love her
Saturday, October 25, 2008
80
80 years ago Gatha was born into this world. It seems she has had a variety of things happen in her life. These are some things she has done etc.:
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
My Childhood--again
Our farm was 60 acres. It was a mile long and wider at the North end and narrow on the South end.
We had 3 ponies. One was a full grown size and was a wonderful horse. She was named Dixie. She was the mother to the other two horses. Tiny Tim was half shetland and was a small horse. Charlie was one fourth shetland and belonged to Keith. Our horses were very special to all of us. One day Keith took Dixie into town and she stepped in a hole and broke her leg and they shot her, as that is what they did with that kind of injury. We were all broken hearted. When our parents died, the shetland ponies were sold at the 24th of July rodeo. A man bought them and paid for them and gave them back to be sold again. Dorothy (Vaughn) Sowards' dad bought them and Dorothy told me that they loved those horses just as much as we did.
Our farm supplied most of the food that we had. During the end of the great depression, we had plenty to eat. Getting shoes and clothes was not as easy. We fared better than people in the city. Growing up on a farm makes a close family. We had a playhouse in the top of the granery. That was really a fun place to play.
When the hay was harvested, all of us helped as we got older. The hay was cut with a mowing machine, It was hauled to the barn and the stack on a wagon, pulled with a team of horses. Our work horses were white. They were Maud and Dobbins.
We had 3 ponies. One was a full grown size and was a wonderful horse. She was named Dixie. She was the mother to the other two horses. Tiny Tim was half shetland and was a small horse. Charlie was one fourth shetland and belonged to Keith. Our horses were very special to all of us. One day Keith took Dixie into town and she stepped in a hole and broke her leg and they shot her, as that is what they did with that kind of injury. We were all broken hearted. When our parents died, the shetland ponies were sold at the 24th of July rodeo. A man bought them and paid for them and gave them back to be sold again. Dorothy (Vaughn) Sowards' dad bought them and Dorothy told me that they loved those horses just as much as we did.
Our farm supplied most of the food that we had. During the end of the great depression, we had plenty to eat. Getting shoes and clothes was not as easy. We fared better than people in the city. Growing up on a farm makes a close family. We had a playhouse in the top of the granery. That was really a fun place to play.
When the hay was harvested, all of us helped as we got older. The hay was cut with a mowing machine, It was hauled to the barn and the stack on a wagon, pulled with a team of horses. Our work horses were white. They were Maud and Dobbins.
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Bingham family, about 1936