This was the first home that was our very own. It is the middle section of the white house that you see today. It had a kitchen and bathroom on the main level, a bedroom upstairs, and one bedroom downstairs, along with washing room and coal furnace set up down there. Up until this time, we had rented a house by Horseshoe, and then rented in Arizona two winters, where Grandpa Weston would go to find work. When we came back, one summer when we were building this house, we stayed at Grandpa Karl and Grandma Alena's. When Debbie was born, we moved into the little house. When Debbie was learning how to walk, we went down to Arizona in the winter and helped Grandpa Karl build their house. During the summers, Grandpa Karl would help with our house and also farming. After Terry and Michael were school age, we stayed in Teton Valley year round.
This was the first house I remember living in. Mike and I slept on bunk beds in basement. Later additional rooms were built and we moved upstairs. I remember one Christmas we found presents hidden in the attic and proceeded to open them. Oops!!!
ReplyDeleteI also remember helping Grandpa (Karl) build the garage on the north side.
Terry
I remember the middle portion of the original house being built as a very young boy. I remember falling down the stairs on a couple of occasions and needing stitches in my head. It was discovered later in my youth that I had a very bad stigmatism which probably was the cause of my having a depth perception problem, thus falling down the stairs and cutting my head open enough to need stitches.
ReplyDeleteI also remember Terry and me having a bunk bed downstairs in the original part of the house. We had an old coal burning furnace down in the basement on the west end of the basement and Terry and my bunk bed was on the east end of the room by the foot of the stairs. We had problems going to sleep at night because of the holes that were in the furnace door. Enough of the fire reflection would show through the little holes in the door of the furnace and reflect on the north wall, which appeared to Terry and me as a witch, (right out of a Disney movie), dancing on the wall. As the flame of fire would flicker in the furnace, it would create quite a reflection on the north wall, which made the reflection look like a mean old witch dancing about so as to scare two little boys. It also created a noise while it was running which reminded me of the noise that the furnace made in the Christmas movie, “Home Alone”.
Sometime during the winter while Terry and I were probably 4 and 3 years old, mom and Aunt Kay were on our way to Driggs to go shopping. Terry, Randy, Lane, and I were sitting in the back seat of the car apparently missing around. Aunt Kay or mom had finally had enough of us missing around in the back seat so they told us that we were to sit down and not say another word until we got to town! They probably threatened us that we would not get a treat at the store. Well just before we got to town, Lane had become bored and was playing with the backseat door handle. All of a sudden the door flung open and Lane fell out of the moving car and went bouncing on the snow filled road behind us. Terry, Randy, and I hurried and jumped up and looked out the back window to see Lane covered with snow getting up and starting to run after the car. We looked at each other, turned around, and then sat back down in the back seat and didn’t say a word. (Reminds one of Randy in the Christmas story where Flick sticks his tongue on the flagpole and then nobody will tell the teacher where he is.) We sat there quietly not saying a word for the last 300 yards of the ride into town. Upon arriving in Driggs, Aunt Kay turned around with a puzzled look and asked, “Where is Lane?” We sheepishly said that he had fallen out of the car just a minute before. They obviously asked, “Why didn’t you say anything?” We replied that you told us to sit down and not say another word. Can you imagine three little boys actually obeying? It was probably the one time when we actually did obey.
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ReplyDeleteTerry said: i also remember playing ping pong in the house using the small kitchen table. it was a lot of fun.
ReplyDelete> i remember playing basketball using the curtain rods as the hoop and the ping pong ball as the basketball.
> mike's memory may not be as good as mine and he may deny it, but i also remember mike spreading flour on the floor so we could see the roads for our toys. it was really fun right up to the time our parents did not have the same idea this was a significant sense of accomplishment.