I think it’s “and others” ?? I think there is a small group of people under the tree and they probably are peeling peaches or shelling peas or something like that. It looks like there is a man in a chair on the left who is playing a harmonica. I could just imagine all kinds of things with this picture….
At first I thought this was under the tree in the front yard. Now I think it was the back yard. What do you think? Shouldn’t at least a corner of the smokehouse be on there if it was the back yard? What do you think those kids on the left are climbing on and playing with? If it was developed timely after being taken the year was1967. I would have been 10 years old. When Kenny came to visit her played games with us . As the sun was setting we’d play olly in come free. And when it was dark (except for the light from the flood light) we’d play hide and seek.
I am having trouble with this picture. My problem is that I dont remember wires on the east side of the house. I know there were wires from the light pole to the tree and then to the house, on the west side of the house. I am thinking that this may be on the West side of the house and that was the small tree that grew up there. This is about as big as this tree ever got because it had to be cut back so often . Will someone tell me if there were wires going from the west side of the house. I dont remember any.
I think this is the East side of the house, because it looks like Mahlon is catching under the peach trees that were there. It also looks like there is something growing in the garden, (corn maybe) The little box like thing is mothers little chicken coop, she kept her baby chicks in, When they were small she kept them in the house,then moved them outside. They were protected while in this coop from anything that might want to eat them. I don’t remember any power lines being on that side of the house. There was one that went from the house to the smoke house so there could be light out there, but that was not two wires as high as those I don’t think. Look how thin Ralph was!!!
Look at the shadow of the house in lower left corner. You’re looking at the tree that the top blew out and fell onto the cellar door due to a tornado that came through. We were all in the cellar because of the tornado. Vernon and Daddy had to raise the cellar door enough so Vernon could get out to get an axe to cut it away from the cellar door so we could get out. The tornado raised and took out the locust tree. It laid the tree up against the house. After it left the yard it went down past the pile of junk and when it got to the bottom it went through the woods and made a path about 60 foot wide. Oh, shit! That’s another story. We had been down at Aunt Dora’s picking blackberries until it was almost dark. The storm came from northwest. But this was when I was much younger. Ralph wouldn’t have been in the picture at that time. Maybe I out to delete this whole story. The tree got damaged a couple of times. I don’t remember if it finally died or they cut it out or what.
Please, please tell more of these wonderful stories. I was too little to know any of this and I love hearing about it. Is this the same tree that we had a swing in when I was little, or is it a different one they planted? I remember one time (maybe I was about 8 – 10) that Mother had us all stand by the east kitchen door to get ready to run to the cellar in case we needed to. We didn’t but that was scary enough. I remember picking blackberries at Aunt Dora’s a few years. I wonder how many years we actually did that.
I generally try to make them look like I think they would have looked originally. I can make them brighter, but when I do there will be parts where the detail that was present in the original will be washed out.
There’s a second version where I lightened things up and didn’t worry about washing anything out. I also made it bigger. You’ll have to click on the image to see the bigger version.
The tree had a swing. When we stood by the door we were watching a tornado south of us. We could see the funnel but it never came down so we were safe.
We went blackberry picking every year. We’d take the back seat out of Buick and that would give room for a couple wash tubs and a milk can or two for blackberries. We’d each have a gallon bucket on a string around our necks to put blackberries in. We’d put Lysol water on our legs and around before and after picking to deter the chiggers. When we went home Daddy would drive and us kids would find a place to sit or we’d stand on the running boards to make it home.
Mom would clean and cook the berries in dishpans on the stove. She’d stir and it was HOT. She canned berries and she mashed them for the juice to make jelly. She never complained.
Mulberries ripened about the same time. Mom sewed four feed sacks together and then sewed four of these sheets together, about 15 feet square. Vernon climbed the tree and used a stick to bounce the berries off in the sheet that we were holding on ground. Mom used the same process to can the mulberries just like the blackberries.
I was about four years old when Justin’s folks had some cherry and fruit trees in the yard. They wanted some gooseberries. The bargain was made for a bushel of gooseberries for a bushel of cherries. That was a heck of a trade. You know how long it takes to pick a bushel of gooseberries?
I am not sure how old I was, but Billy and I found a way to save Grandma from canning mulberries. We climbed up the mulberry tree by the old car and ate mulberries all day. From branch to branch we would skittter. When we got back to the house, Grandma knew exactly what we had been doing – purple lips. Nowadays Billy and I could not do this as the branches probably would not hold us.
julie baker says
I can’t make out the last name.
Naomi Vetter says
I think it’s “and others” ?? I think there is a small group of people under the tree and they probably are peeling peaches or shelling peas or something like that. It looks like there is a man in a chair on the left who is playing a harmonica. I could just imagine all kinds of things with this picture….
julie baker says
At first I thought this was under the tree in the front yard. Now I think it was the back yard. What do you think? Shouldn’t at least a corner of the smokehouse be on there if it was the back yard? What do you think those kids on the left are climbing on and playing with? If it was developed timely after being taken the year was1967. I would have been 10 years old. When Kenny came to visit her played games with us . As the sun was setting we’d play olly in come free. And when it was dark (except for the light from the flood light) we’d play hide and seek.
cleopha Howard says
I am having trouble with this picture. My problem is that I dont remember wires on the east side of the house. I know there were wires from the light pole to the tree and then to the house, on the west side of the house. I am thinking that this may be on the West side of the house and that was the small tree that grew up there. This is about as big as this tree ever got because it had to be cut back so often . Will someone tell me if there were wires going from the west side of the house. I dont remember any.
Aunt Lolly says
I think this is the East side of the house, because it looks like Mahlon is catching under the peach trees that were there. It also looks like there is something growing in the garden, (corn maybe) The little box like thing is mothers little chicken coop, she kept her baby chicks in, When they were small she kept them in the house,then moved them outside. They were protected while in this coop from anything that might want to eat them. I don’t remember any power lines being on that side of the house. There was one that went from the house to the smoke house so there could be light out there, but that was not two wires as high as those I don’t think. Look how thin Ralph was!!!
julie baker says
I didn’t notice the wires! Funny it looks like they go to the tree but not on to something else. Overall it is a very disturbing picture! Lol!
Mahlon says
Look at the shadow of the house in lower left corner. You’re looking at the tree that the top blew out and fell onto the cellar door due to a tornado that came through. We were all in the cellar because of the tornado. Vernon and Daddy had to raise the cellar door enough so Vernon could get out to get an axe to cut it away from the cellar door so we could get out. The tornado raised and took out the locust tree. It laid the tree up against the house. After it left the yard it went down past the pile of junk and when it got to the bottom it went through the woods and made a path about 60 foot wide. Oh, shit! That’s another story. We had been down at Aunt Dora’s picking blackberries until it was almost dark. The storm came from northwest. But this was when I was much younger. Ralph wouldn’t have been in the picture at that time. Maybe I out to delete this whole story. The tree got damaged a couple of times. I don’t remember if it finally died or they cut it out or what.
Naomi Vetter says
Please, please tell more of these wonderful stories. I was too little to know any of this and I love hearing about it. Is this the same tree that we had a swing in when I was little, or is it a different one they planted? I remember one time (maybe I was about 8 – 10) that Mother had us all stand by the east kitchen door to get ready to run to the cellar in case we needed to. We didn’t but that was scary enough. I remember picking blackberries at Aunt Dora’s a few years. I wonder how many years we actually did that.
Lloyd Jr. says
Everyone knows you can click on the pictures to get a larger one, right?
cleopha Howard says
Lloyd why are these pictures so dark. Is there some way of lightening them up
Lloyd Jr. says
I generally try to make them look like I think they would have looked originally. I can make them brighter, but when I do there will be parts where the detail that was present in the original will be washed out.
There’s a second version where I lightened things up and didn’t worry about washing anything out. I also made it bigger. You’ll have to click on the image to see the bigger version.
Mahlon says
The tree had a swing. When we stood by the door we were watching a tornado south of us. We could see the funnel but it never came down so we were safe.
We went blackberry picking every year. We’d take the back seat out of Buick and that would give room for a couple wash tubs and a milk can or two for blackberries. We’d each have a gallon bucket on a string around our necks to put blackberries in. We’d put Lysol water on our legs and around before and after picking to deter the chiggers. When we went home Daddy would drive and us kids would find a place to sit or we’d stand on the running boards to make it home.
Mom would clean and cook the berries in dishpans on the stove. She’d stir and it was HOT. She canned berries and she mashed them for the juice to make jelly. She never complained.
Mulberries ripened about the same time. Mom sewed four feed sacks together and then sewed four of these sheets together, about 15 feet square. Vernon climbed the tree and used a stick to bounce the berries off in the sheet that we were holding on ground. Mom used the same process to can the mulberries just like the blackberries.
I was about four years old when Justin’s folks had some cherry and fruit trees in the yard. They wanted some gooseberries. The bargain was made for a bushel of gooseberries for a bushel of cherries. That was a heck of a trade. You know how long it takes to pick a bushel of gooseberries?
cleopha Howard says
Mahlon will you tell us about the time the car axel was broken and we were without a car for I don’t know how long.
pete says
I am not sure how old I was, but Billy and I found a way to save Grandma from canning mulberries. We climbed up the mulberry tree by the old car and ate mulberries all day. From branch to branch we would skittter. When we got back to the house, Grandma knew exactly what we had been doing – purple lips. Nowadays Billy and I could not do this as the branches probably would not hold us.
Naomi Vetter says
I remember chasing flies out of the kitchen with dishtowels when Mom made jelly. They came in real fast when they got a whiff of the jelly cooking.