Really Bad Wreck Fort Collins, Colorado was interesting only because it was to leave its mark on us. One Sunday morning, Butch and daddy decided to take the day and go fish. I think the lake was call Red Feather or something like that. Anyway, mom decided she and little brother and I would go […]
Really not fun for us kids Music!!! always played an important part in my family. More especially with my dad who loved playing music. Daddy could play guitar, mandolin, piano, French harp and Harmonica. He was pretty good. My son, Shaun, didn’t do bad himself. His dad goes by Freddy Carr and is probably the […]
The best of everything for all ages Okay, let’s get back on the road. I want to tell you about our last trip to Durango. Dad had finally purchased a 36’ Pontiac Chief Trailer. We had looked at some really pretty trailers. Spartans and Schultz and others that were really nice but not in our […]
When daddy was good, he was really good. Ok, I remember a couple of things that I believe should be told right here. As hard as my dad was, he loved my mom’s parents. I remember him and my mom’s older brother going in together and purchasing a milking machine. Now, my grandpa just […]
Shooting rabbits, gigging frogs, climbing trees I guess Hiawatha, Kansas was another town where we had two sales. I remember a friend there by the name of Pricilla. I spent the night with her a couple of times. They lived on a farm outside of town and I believe there were 6 kids. Don’t remember […]
Yep, daddy was mad At one point back when we were still without a trailer and back traveling with Brooker Sales Company, dad had a sale in Red Oak, Iowa. We ended up renting part of an older lady’s house. It was really cold and deep snow outside and by now I could enroll myself […]
Wow, soooo cool I mentioned Douglasville, Georgia a blog or so back. My parents became really good friends with a man named Kirby, wife Ethel and their two kids, Ralphy and Sara. Sara taught me a lot of bad things. I think she was 2 or 3 years older than me. First she showed me […]
Black is scary and so is daddy Don’t remember how it happened, but we rented a house in Brunswick, Georgia. Dad had accepted a job there and we were there for a longer time than usual. It was different to have all that space. I’m guessing dad sold that trailer or it was repossessed. […]
Explosion in trailer Hey, Hey, here I am again. I’m really hoping you will continue to follow my blog and I can get better at it. You need to know that my dad was terribly strict and I know some of you will say, “yes, my dad was strict also”. When dad came home from […]
Slave coffins There was one sale in Waycross, Georgia but there was no place to park the trailer. Daddy finally found a lady that would let us park the trailer on her land pretty far out of town, and it only had water and electricity. No restrooms but lots of trees. It was about ¼ […]
