Family Friday- May 24. Welcome to my family. Let’s take a trip down memory lane.
“It didn’t matter how big our house was; it mattered that there was love in it.” -Peter Buffett
**This “book” was handwritten by my great-grandmother and typed by my grandmother. My grandmother typed this as it was written. It will not be grammatically correct. I am not correcting her writing. I am sharing her words, her exact words, and that makes it even more special.
If this is your first Family Friday, you can find part one here.
Family Friday- May 24: My Earliest Memories by Alda Bundick (Typed as written)
Well, the fall we was at liberty, Dadie and the boys all got the itch and we all had pinworms. I remember taking so much Epsom salts till I got sick to think of that. Finally they got some Caliman and gave us and that made us sicker than ever.
Along in November, Dadie and Uncle Jack had gone to Littlefield to see about work and he thought horses would sell good there. So they decided to move out there. So they took a wagon train, 2 or 3 wagons with most of our junk, everything we could do without, even our beds. We only had pallets on the floor and I cooked in a dutch oven out in the yard for a while. Dadie, Dean Down, and Buster all went on the wagon train and herded about 30 head of horses. Took them over a month. So Mama and us kids camped there.
We was only 1/2 mile from school, so we went home for lunch everyday. But we only got to go to school there half a year. I sure liked it there. One time, Buster, which is Uncle Jack’s boy about my age, and me made faces at each other and the teacher saw us and he made me go sit with him. I just sat there with my lips all poked out and after while Buster asked me if I wanted to borrow his book since I didn’t have mine. He was a grade higher than me. I didn’t want his book but he was so sweet and innocent when he asked me, till I just laughed and then the teacher let me go sit in my own desk.
I had my first boyfriend at that school too. He was named Ellsworth Grey. He wrote me notes sometimes. I was 11 years old then.
Moving to the Plains
We cooked out on the dutch oven after Dadie left with the furniture. I don’t think I will ever like to cook on campfire anymore, as I had to do it all. Mama was expecting Bug and wasn’t able to bend down.
Uncle Jack had an old car and a trailer he pulled and moved us out to the Plains. We spent the first night in Clovis in a motel and the next morning, out about 2 or 3 miles, we caught up with Dadie, Dean Dowe, and Buster, 2 wagons, and the other 2 rode horses. They had spent the night there and the side of the road and was ready to travel again when we caught them.
Well, we got to Uncle Will’s about dinner. I’ll never forget Aunt Sis set a big jar of sour cream on the table and we got to eat some with sugar in it. Boy, it was good stuff! She had lots of good stuff to eat, but I sure remember the cream. Then the unloaded our stuff in a little 2 room barn at Hart’s Camp. Uncle Jack had bought him a place but we had no place to go. We stayed there about 2 weeks, I think, and they moved a little one-room house down in the draw on Uncle Jack’s place.
Oh, yes, and in that group of horses was old Banty and Ted!
After we got there, it was a few days before Dadie and them got in with the horses. So we had started to school and oh, such a mess, all crowded up. I really think it was a barn we was in, didn’t have any windows, and just one door and a petition. The little room was barely big enough for 2 beds and Mama’s bed was in the kitchen. Well, it was close to school and we started off to school on the 31st of December, 1933. It was an okay school, I thought, as I was in a room with only 6th and 7th graders. After they moved the little house from Abb’s place down to Uncle Jack’s house, we only had one room and had to cook on a heater with 2 eyes and we had to gather cow chips to cook with and get sagebrush stumps. Sometimes when we walked to school, which was 1 mile, we picked up every little piece of coal we saw that had fallen from trucks and used them and they sure was warmer than cow chips.
Then after we was there awhile, a bunch of men came one day and dug a cellar and moved the shack over the cellar. We had 2 and 3/4 beds and one bed in the cellar. Mama and Dadie slept in the house. Before they got that done, we had one bed outside and a tarp nailed up on the house and down over it. Claude and Wayne slept out there and it was very cold too. SO the cellar was a treat to them.
“But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.” Isaiah 40:31