1969
1969:
He got a job at KTER early in the year, just after we moved back to Wylie. I got a job at the First Methodist Church, keeping the day nursery. All told, I really enjoyed that. By the end of the school year we had bought a mobile home. By Christmas we were in Caddo Mills, living in the mobile home on the church lot. We had a brown and white ’68 Chevy we had traded a neighbor for a red Ford pickup. The red Ford pickup was the one Russell fell out of and gashed his head open. Russell was forever having messy, scary accidents.
He got a job at KTER early in the year, just after we moved back to Wylie. I got a job at the First Methodist Church, keeping the day nursery. All told, I really enjoyed that. By the end of the school year we had bought a mobile home. By Christmas we were in Caddo Mills, living in the mobile home on the church lot. We had a brown and white ’68 Chevy we had traded a neighbor for a red Ford pickup. The red Ford pickup was the one Russell fell out of and gashed his head open. Russell was forever having messy, scary accidents.
posted by Anonymous at
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
2 Comments:
I spent hours typing those memoirs up for you and you are only on the year 1969? Do you need me to type some more for you.
I looked at your Blog for the first time in months--I think you had one or two posts the last time I looked.
It is a great family history, and your descendents will be happy you kept records and now have posted them.
It is quite a story, and you are only to 1969.
I remember visiting you in Rantoul, ILL, and riding on the milk truck with your neighbor. Othe things during the second visit are best left untold.
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