notes from ginny 11.12.98
harriet said your great grandparents hattie and
john johnson built the big homeplace for $3000.
probably in the 1910's sometime. date i forgot if
harriet said. but it was without indoor plumbing,
except for a water pump in the kitchen. the old
range - wood burning - had a side tank built in to
make hot water. there was another tank as the well
over by a barn in which things to be kept cold were
kept, and kids were kept useful running to get
things. also i can recall staying a lot overnite
with cousin marie - my age - we used kerosene lamps
- so there was no electricity in the house until ?
( back home as long as i can recall we had frig,
plumbing, central heat so this was a contrast for
me) we also peed in pots or went to the back house
about 40 feet west of the house. the house had a
big attic, 2 stories and not a large basement. we
used to go there every christmas eve for gift
exchange and dinner. i remember once we went in a
wagon with sled runners
o
because the snow had so heavily covered the roads -
perhaps in 1936. a legendary winter when snow piled
up to roofs of some of our buildings. (those roads
were not graveled, so beneath the snow was deep
black mud!)
certain farm rhythms i recall - corn planting, corn
up, haying, threshing of the oats (before
combines), the women fed the men gathered - it was
cooped - a big noon meal and mid-afternoon coffee
and snacks. we kids sometimes rode on the high
stacked hay-racks with handles of oats. the oats
were cut by individual farmers - using horse or
tractor driven "binder" which dropped bundles.
persons following "stacked" bundles in shocks
owhere
they stayed until threshing day came, then they
were brought from the field on hayracks to the
threshing machine. the grain wagons alongside
caught the oats
o .
the straw was blown into a stack - with help of a
hardy man, a pitchfork getting the straw - into
firm place to withstand weather.
o
the oats wagons went to the corn crib where they
were elevated into bins high in the middle. we kids
watched this a lot.
o
summer also means haying - an activity i most
participated in - i sometimes got to rest on the
porch couch "between loads" - i remember, i think,
the summer i was eleven - 1938 or 39, i read 'gone
with the wind' 1052 pages i think, on that porch. i
drove horses at the head of the hayrack -
o -
and later the little john deere tractor - and we
went down the rows of hay, cut, which then had been
raked by side delivery rakes, dried maybe a day or
so. we placed slings across the hayrack - 2 usually
- maybe three. o
fill a sling, then laid another. so by
the time we got to barn - it was full.
o i
can remember one swedish hired man mel and i
singing songs as we drove back from the field. then
the dramatic elevation to barn
o and
person upstairs/ladder shouting "pull" to the one
below to "trip the rope" and release the slings to
the sling dropped the hay. and the person pulling
with horses, or later tractor, was watching and
stopped pulling.
o
once i remember paul
storming out and raising hell because we were using
the tractor to pull the rope instead of horses. a
good example of kind of conflicts that often
developed between generations regarding the use of
"technology" vs. use of horses - which made sense
because horses were being kept and support to
"work." (also though farmers got a quota of tractor
gas - maybe wartime rationing was involved in
quarrel). i think we had about eight big workhorses
- and a riding horse i "broke" by riding him over
the plowed fields - big newly plowed (deep) clods
of black dirt. he couldn't "throw me" - get good
fasting - and and i wore him out and he minded me
after that.
in the fall was silo
filling and cornpicking. i don't think any of us
kids were ever kept out of school to work at these
activities though some farmers did keep kids home
to work then.
in spring of 1941, maybe
42 (i think) i saw an ad for a babysitter (nanny
we'd say today) to help with children at lake
okaboji summer house of interstate commerce
commissioner richard mitchell. i wrote a letter to
mrs mitchell and she called or wrote back and mom
went with me to fort dodge for "interview."
probably about june i went with mitchells for the
summer and took care of marcie - age 5 while mrs
mitchell took care of baby victoria.
maybe i was already being
gowrie correspondent for the messenger then - i was
paid something like 5 cents an inch for stories
used. i remember calling in one story -- an ax
murder of a farm couple by a disgruntled hired
hand, but the editor said they already had gotten
the story from the sheriff and had sent "real"
reporters on that one!
the next summer i was 17 -
graduated from high school and wrote to ed breen,
president of kftu? - radio station in fort dodge. i
read for him over mikes in studio several of the
editorials i had written for the gowrie school
notes ( i was editor two years i think). i was
hired as a continuity writer and lived in a studio
apt. with harriet and her roomie in fort dodge. i
quit in late august to go to sui. i worked there
the following summer - this time as chief
continuity writer and even "co-anchored" an evening
show of music interspersed with reading letters
from local servicemen around the world. went back
to sui. the next summer i went to yw washington
seminar - the first national yw held. we lived in a
private girls school in nw washington. i had two
black roomates - the whole thing was interracial -
a wonder then. i remember how people stared at us -
especially when rommies and i went to a concert on
steps of supreme court. and another incident on an
interstate bus on the way to williamsburg. a
colorado gal and i raised hell when the bus driver
ordered a black guy to move to the back of the bus
so a white person could have his seat. i recall the
anger of the white folks when we pointed out the
icc had declared no segregation on interstate
buses. i worked that summer in d.c. for aged
bureaucrat irene wright. another incident from that
seminar : alger hiss was one our evening speakers.
he forgot his umbrella so since i worked at the
state department i got the honor of returning it to
him in the old state building (now a white house
office building - majestic victorian architecture
next to the white house).
for my iowa years see the
hawkeyes 1944, '45, '46, '47 and especially '48 -
most pictures there - not all indexed. also beware
of names in index - there were 3 virginia andersons
in that book!
des moines register sports
about march 1944 has pictures of our basketball
team - 9 gowrie girls - included 1st cousin marie
as well as genevieve johnson and joan blomgren
("shirt tail" relatives). we had "compacted" in
about 6th, 7th, 8th, or 9th grade "to go to the
state" (tournament, i.e.) and we made it in 1944.
we were fast and tricky and had great team spirit -
we were all seniors that year. i was high point
(hot) in the first game in des moines the whole
town of gowrie was either in des moines or
listening on the radio. i was told deaf uncle
warner was sitting, ear stuck to his radio. we met
wiota in the finals. they won. they were also fast
and tricky and TALL. our team all had a and b
averages. i took 5 subjects that spring including
physics, latin, advanced algebra and also had the
lead - jo in the senior play - 'little women' which
we performed twice on popular demand. the whole
town lent us old clothes and antiques including old
pump organ - a pretty hot shot bunch of high school
seniors - all in all!
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