ANCESTORS
I have been
“doing genealogy”. As people say, for many years now, but now that I am not as
mobile as I used to be I have been spending more time looking at old pictures
and reading more old writings, such as Journals, photo albums, journals and
City and State histories.
It is strange how things happen but last week I was looking at some old picture albums and the thought raced through my mind, “these places were real, however much different than they are now.” Also the people were real, they were real live people. They were here 100 years ago, however in complete different circumstances than today! They were alive, flesh and blood and suffered from cold, heat and fatigue just like we do. I am sure it was more often than we do as well as much more severe.
I have a
picture of my mother and my grandfather when they lived in what they called
their “tent house.” I am sure it left a lot to be desired but never the less it
provided protection from the elements. I have pioneers who crossed the plains
in covered wagons who may have thought of as place like this being a BIG
improvement that pitching a tent for overnight and then taking it down in the
morning, for months while they traveled.
My wife spent her adolescent years in a house very different than what most people want now. It had at least one addition added on after it was built, and maybe two? Her bedroom was upstairs. Upstairs in those days was not the same as what we call upstairs today. The stairs were built on the outside of the house and in the winter were covered with ice or snow. The heater for the upstairs room was also very interesting. Getting heat to her room was very interesting. They heated the upstairs bedroom by cutting a hole in the ceiling of the kitchen, which was the floor of the bedroom. Needless to say if there was a fire in the kitchen it was somewhat warm upstairs, and if there was no fire it was COLD.
The
preferred method of getting ready for bed in the winter was to put a brick in
the oven of the kitchen stove (or a flat iron on the stove—which a lot of
people now days have no clue what a flat iron is),
Then you would wrap it in a towel or quilt, run up
the stairs on the outside of the house and toss it in your bed, and hope you
went to sleep in a hurry.
My Sister
and I both used a system similar to my wife’s brick or flat iron, except she
used a rubber hot water bottle. She would fill the hot water bottle with
scalding hot water and wrap it in a homemade quilt. I just preferred a heavy
quilt without the brick.
It is
interesting that still, to this day, when my Sis does not feel well she grabs
her Hot water bottle and fills it up and heads for the recliner. As she sits in
the reclining lounger she swears it makes her feel a lot better.
Now back to my Picture albums. Most of the men in the old pictures wore beards and I wondered if it was just too hard to shave every day or if there was another reason? Also most of the men wore stripped or blue denim bib overalls. (If you do not know what bib overalls were, ask your parents or grandparents as I am sure they will remember.) I wondered if most of them wore them because that was all that was available? If course they did not have a Shopko, Macy’s or Walmart. They were lucky to have a country store with a few pair of overalls tossed on a table in between the long handled underwear.
Now back to my Picture albums. Most of the men in the old pictures wore beards and I wondered if it was just too hard to shave every day or if there was another reason? Also most of the men wore stripped or blue denim bib overalls. (If you do not know what bib overalls were, ask your parents or grandparents as I am sure they will remember.) I wondered if most of them wore them because that was all that was available? If course they did not have a Shopko, Macy’s or Walmart. They were lucky to have a country store with a few pair of overalls tossed on a table in between the long handled underwear.
A lot of my
ancestors were “Utah Pioneers” and they had a lot of stories and I have read
most of them before, but for some reason this recent reading and looking at
picture seemed to hit me and made me think that they were real people, not just
pictures. They had to make tough decisions almost every day, almost always
tougher than I have to make in my times.
All at once
it was strange to think of them having to plant seeds, or trees and then wait
months or years, for some trees to produce any fruit from their labors.
Now we just
jump in the car, drive about five minutes or less, buy anything we want, and
usually some you had not thought of, and then be hack home in half hour or so.
Of course that also made me think how different our lives are today compared to
our pioneer ancestors 150 years ago.
I used to
love and sit while my Mom and Dad and Aunts and Uncles sit and told stories
about their lives in the “Olden Days.” Now I am the one who tells the stories
and the olden days do not seem to be so old? I was part of my “Olden Days” just
like each generation will be part of theirs when they sit and tell stories to
their grandkids. It seems strange to think how each generation has interesting
stories to tell the next generation as we all grow older.
I think
sometimes it is hard for the younger generations to actually believe that I
grew up, at least for several years without us having a family car. Also no TV—how
could they survive? We also had no telephone in our home, while I was a teen.
No refrigerator for the first 10 years of my life. (For those who wonder how
people survived without a refrigerator) ask your Grandpa?
In the late 30’s and early 40’s most of the girls
clothes were home made and most of the boys with the exception of the “bibbers.”
Like most
people in small towns almost everyone planted a small home garden. It was not
like today where they are mostly planted as yard decorations. In the depression
days they were planted for food. And of course they demanded constant care,
which usually yas the kids job. At least it seemed that way to us!
It may be
where we lived and maybe the weather really has changed, but when I was growing
up we did not talk about snow storms in the inches, We usually did not worry
about then autil we were talking about them in feet!
I often
hear the comment,” I would not change growing up in a small town like I did for
anything.” I often wonder if that is a “truism” or just a topic of
conversation?
Well thank GOD for ancestors and I hope that our
kids have some great ones??
WRBaldwin 11 Mat 2017
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