First Memory

The first memory I had was of an old plow mare. Her name was "Ole Coalie" As you can see, by the name, the mare was black.
I was probably 4 yers old, so Coy would have been 2.

One day we decided to all ride her, Several of us got on her back, Coy, Myself, Virgil, and maybe one more. Not sure.
We were doing pretty good Coalie had back bones that could hurt if you hit them just right.
Suddenly Coalie ran under a clothesline, all of us got swept off by the clothesline. no one was hurt but I am sure Mama was upset that we had ridden the mare.

My next memory was of a move we made, We moved often, Dad used to joke that we had to move when the rent came due. Often he would see and emptry house and decide to move in. We only once in our life had running water, and an inside bathroom but the well was dry so we had to run to the well to get water, and the bathroom was of no use.

When we borrowed the truck for the move, It had (had being operative) big wooden sideboards on the back to support itme being moved. As Dad was pulling into a service station,( to get gas, at psosibly 10 cents a gallon, the truck would not fit under the station awning , which was probably homemade anyway, ) The sideboards came off and fell all around the kids in the back.
I was possibly 6 at this time.

I never lived in one house a year at a time, Sometime only a month. They walls were so thin the winter winds could blow through. My Dad took an old 55 gallon drum and put legs on it, cut out a door and made a heater out of it. That old drum was pretty thin material. It is amazing our house did not burn down, In fact one did, but that is another story, I know few details as I was only a baby at the time,.

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