Thursday, April 19, 2007

Monday, April 19, 1926

Monday, April 19, 1926

Still cool. I got the washing out by noon and ironed some in the afternoon. The boys – me too and Marjorie all have colds in our heads. They insist in playing out and digging a cave in the damp ground. They turned the sand box upside down over it a for a roof, just had a little opening in it big enough to get in. It was dark down there so they got a wick for the old lantern and took it down there. But Gilbert put a stop to that for if it should upset and explode the boys would not have a chance in the world to get out before they burned to death.

(Those boys were at it again. Must have been quite a big hole if the three older boys fit in it. Good thing Gilbert was there to stop them from setting themselves on fire. Remember, these boys still fairly young when they were doing this. Dale, the oldest, was not quite 10.

Aunt Marjorie wrote, "Our backyard was only 40 feet wide (I believe) but long. The half close to the house contained a vegetable garden and a lot of flowers and forysthia, snowball bush, and lilacs & grapes. Then an apple tree and a couple of cherry trees & quince - then the back with an old barn like building and plenty of space for the boys to dig all they wanted to. One summer, they built a "town" with roads to drive their little metal cars on. I thought it was a perfect yard to live with. Oh, yes, Daddy got 2 tall pipes from the gas company connected at the top holding the clothes line with a swing for Eleanor and me.)

1 comment:

  1. sister with the homestead5:30 AM, April 19, 2007

    OK. Too much to think that these boys are out there playing with fire. My own kids are lucky to be able to light their own birthday candles!