Dad's Trucks

As long as I remember, my Dad had trucks. This is me and Ross on one of them with Dad in the middle. He would haul anything from potatoes, hay, cows, horses, and kids!
He was a hard working man.

Winder Farm

I was very fortunate to be raised on a farm. Dad grew potatoes, hay, wheat, peas, and sugar beats. The crops I remember, anyway. I liked pea the best. I could go into the field and eat all I wanted.

I remember helping Mother fix a big meal to feed the threshing crew. Dad would hire a big thresher and crew when the wheat was ready to harvest.

This is me sitting on the "gunny" sacks ( used to put potatoes in).

Great Grandmother, Eliza Doney Lowe

This is me with my Great Grandmother, Eliza Doney Lowe. Mother of Ruben Doney Lowe, my mother's Dad
This picture was taken in front of her home in Franklin, Idaho in 1938. She always had a beautiful flower garden.
She was born n 1863 in Franklin. Her parents were born in England. They were in the first handcart company to come West. Her older sister was the first child born on the first handcart company.
She had 13 children. All born in Franklin. Her first child was born when she was 16 years old. Her last child was born when she was 41. She became a widow when her last child was less than a year old. She was 42 years old when Grandpa died.
This picture was taken on the day I was Blessed.
Grandma was 75 years old. Notice, with no gray hair!

Song and Poem

In 1948, we got the newspaper from Logan, Utah. In this paper, they would print things that kids would send in. Here is a song and a poem that I wrote published in the paper.

Eighth Grade Graduation

This was my graduating class. Margaret(the other girl) and I were the only two girls in all the grades. Margaret lives in Boise now so I still see her often. We have remained friends for 65 years. This was in May of 1953. The top picture is of me giving a talk at graduation. The man on the right was our teacher, Mr. Griffith.

Church in Winder

The is a picture of church held at the Winder School basement. I am the one on the second row left with the white hat on.

Winder School

The Winder School is where I went to school for eight grades. When you entered the building, there were stairs going up and down. The down stairs on the right was the room that held the 1st and 2nd grades. The top floor on the right was the room for 3rd, 4th, and 5th grades. The top floor to the left ws the room for the 6th, 7th, and 8th grades. I only had three different teachers in eight years.
At the top of the stairs as a kitchen. We had a hot lunch for us every day. We would line up one room at a time and then take our trays to our ro0m to eat.
In the lower left room, was a room with a stage. This is where we held church.
Very often on Friday or Saturday nights, there would be a school or ward activity. This where we had our dances.

Eighth Grade Graduation

I went to Winder School from first grade to eighth grade. Winder was a small school with only three rooms. The first and second grade was in one room. Third, fourth, and fifth in another and sixth, seventh, and eighth another. I had only three teachers in eight grades. In the basement was a large room with a stage. This is where we held church. We also had dances there. I remember my Dad used to put saw dust in his pocket to spread in onto the floor while he was dancing so it would be slick. It made so easy to slide around. My Mother and Dad were really good dancers. My Dad taught me to dance at a really young age. I loved dancing with him.

I loved to play "dress up".

This picture was taken in our back yard at the Winder house. My Mother and Grandma Bessie always wore hats. There were a lot of them around. This was about 1946. In those days, hats were popular. My grandmother especially loved hats.

My childhood

This is me and my Mother when I was one. We were living in Idaho Falls, Idaho at that time. My Dad was driving a gas truck. One day he rolled his truck. He got out of the cab and onto the road just in time to see it burst into flames. After that my parents decided to move to Winder, a small farmng community North of Preston, Idaho , and farm with my Dad's father.