The earliest memory I have we have dated slightly before I
was two years old. At that time I remember my father putting me on the back of
a horse in our backyard and marching me over to the porch and calling to mother
to come out and see her big boy riding a horse. The reason I know it was before
two is they got rid of the horses in our yard about the time I turned two.
Those early years were shortly after World War I, so that
was still vivid in people’s memories. We
lived on 7th east. Across the
street was a row of houses, but most of the block was still empty. This block
was the next block south of Trolley Square.
We called it the “car barns”. Us boys used to play in the fields across
the street and imagined they were trenches in the war. We would shoot BB guns. It was fortunate that
none of us had an eye put out.
Another early memory deals with our neighbor several houses
up the street from us. He gave me a job of harnessing his horse to his vegetable
wagon and working on it. The horse would pull us up to town to the farmer’s
market where he would load his wagon with fresh fruits and vegetables. On the way we would stop and water the horse
at a watering trough which later became a little park and drinking fountain at
about sixth south. We would spend the
day on a route selling fruits and vegetables at people’s homes.
Later, I had a job helping on a milk truck delivering milk
to homes. This was very difficult for me during the winter because I couldn’t
use gloves or the bottles would slip and my bare hands would get freezing
holding the bottles of milk. My pay for
that work was 25 cents a day plus a quart of milk to drink for my lunch.
Another job at Christmas time was sponsored by some of my
uncles who provided many Christmas trees for me to sell. At the end of the
season our backyard still had stacks of trees that had not yet been sold. Many
other childhood memories are involved during the three years we lived in Basel,
Switzerland, but that should be the subject of some other blog.

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