{"id":9136,"date":"2014-05-20T10:23:51","date_gmt":"2014-05-20T17:23:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.hyattmoore.com\/blank-slate\/?p=9136"},"modified":"2015-05-05T14:19:41","modified_gmt":"2015-05-05T21:19:41","slug":"moms-story-part-2-ingenious-housing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hyattmoore.com\/blank-slate\/2014\/05\/20\/moms-story-part-2-ingenious-housing\/","title":{"rendered":"Mom&#8217;s Story, Part 2, Ingenious Housing"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Continuing in her words.\u00a0Living on the Colorado homestead, eight miles from\u00a0that log-mill town, she indicates\u00a0the financial state of her father (the word &#8220;poverty&#8221; is never used) and his ingenuity.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #800000;\">The first six or seven months we lived in an unused log cabin belonging to a rancher who let us use it rent free until we could get our own house.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #800000;\">One of the houses left behind [when the saw mill town closed down] was one that no one wanted so my dad got it for free. He tore it down and loaded the logs on a flatbed truck that he borrowed, moved it to our homestead and rebuilt.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #800000;\">It had three windows, probably three feet square. Daddy put them all together so we had a forerunner of a picture window. My mother was very proud of that.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #800000;\">It was really more of a cabin. It consisted of two rooms, the smaller one with a wood-burning range. Daddy built a cabinet about four feet long to hold dishes and pans. It was all the kitchen storage there was, no overhead cabinets. The top of that was for washing dishes. [No sink, of course.] There was a shelf where a bucket of water and a dipper and a washpan stood with a hook on the wall for a towel.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #800000;\">At the other end of that room was a square dining table. One side of the table was placed up against the wall and we used only three sides of it. There was room for six chairs but we had seven in the family. It was so crowded it was hard to get around.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #800000;\">We didn\u2019t have any living room furniture.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #800000;\">The other room was for sleeping and just big enough for all seven of us.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #800000;\">Later my dad added a third room, not made of logs. \u201cA frame room,\u201d he called it. Just wide boards, one thickness, and no insulation and no heat. In cold weather we would dress and undress by the heating stove in the corner of the main room and RUN for the beds in the add-on room.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><em>This additional room held three beds, a double bed where my parents slept and two three-quarter beds where three of my brothers and I slept, two in each bed. We slept cross-wise of the bed, our heads at one side and our feet at the other. There must have been a crib also, for baby Jim, though I don&#8217;t know where there would have been room for it. There was just room for those three beds, no dressers, mirrors, or anything else.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><em>I slept that way\u00a0until I was about 13 and then my folks got a metal army cot and I slept in the living room.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><em>I didn&#8217;t think anything of all this. I thought everybody lived this way. <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>_______<\/p>\n<p><strong>Next: No gas, no money, no school. Still, a reading education.<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Times were hard, and very lean, but in Mom&#8217;s words, she didn&#8217;t seem to notice. And her dad would just get on with things.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hyattmoore.com\/blank-slate\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9136"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hyattmoore.com\/blank-slate\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hyattmoore.com\/blank-slate\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hyattmoore.com\/blank-slate\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hyattmoore.com\/blank-slate\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9136"}],"version-history":[{"count":46,"href":"https:\/\/www.hyattmoore.com\/blank-slate\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9136\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10676,"href":"https:\/\/www.hyattmoore.com\/blank-slate\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9136\/revisions\/10676"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hyattmoore.com\/blank-slate\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9136"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hyattmoore.com\/blank-slate\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9136"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hyattmoore.com\/blank-slate\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9136"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}