A Day in the Ozarks; page 1 of 4

I drove over to Rodney Arkansas yesterday to look at my Grandmothers old log house one more time.

The house, now unoccupied for about 20 years, is starting to move back to the earth. Tree limbs are covering her and the floor is dropping down. My maternal grandmother moved here around 1950 with her husband and 5 unmarried children. The house had no chink between the logs at that time. My mother tells me they would sweep the dirt between the floor boards and hose down the walls. It seemed a rough life for this family fresh from the city of Phoenix Arizona after having hot and cold running water, flush toilets and electricity.

I noticed a small round object barely sticking up through the dead grass and unearthed this door knob. It was still attached to a door.

In the back yard. Grandma's garden was beyond these trees. She grew enough to feed her family of six children and all the company they had.

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2 Responses to A Day in the Ozarks; page 1 of 4

  1. Lorrie says:

    Lot’s of history in there! Glad you are keeping your ancestors alive!

  2. Pingback: Mom and Dad « A Wander-ful Story

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