Erick Erickson Farm 1925 - 1928
South of Grandpa and Grandma Turner’s homestead
In February 1925 they moved to the Erick Erickson place, in the same community.
They farmed there for about four years.
(Erick Erickson was our Grandpa James Turner’s brother-in-law)
They farmed there for about four years.
(Erick Erickson was our Grandpa James Turner’s brother-in-law)
Home, 1925 to 1928. Helen? to left of front gate. Taken probably after the move to Brockton.
Auntie Mae & Helen Mae
I do have vague memories of this home, starting at about age 2-1/2,
although I do wonder if some of them are my actual memories
or memories I formed from family pictures and things I was told over the years by adults.
My early memories of houses then seems to be that they were mostly all gray -- gray outside, gray floors, all gray.
Whether it was lack of money or lack of access to paint, I’m not sure.
Painted homes did begin to appear in later snapshots, so I guess it just took time.
This house had a bedroom, living room, and large kitchen.
Blankets were hung in one end of the kitchen to cordon it off as lodging for the local school teacher.
It was called the “north room,” or as I called it, the “morf room.”
although I do wonder if some of them are my actual memories
or memories I formed from family pictures and things I was told over the years by adults.
My early memories of houses then seems to be that they were mostly all gray -- gray outside, gray floors, all gray.
Whether it was lack of money or lack of access to paint, I’m not sure.
Painted homes did begin to appear in later snapshots, so I guess it just took time.
This house had a bedroom, living room, and large kitchen.
Blankets were hung in one end of the kitchen to cordon it off as lodging for the local school teacher.
It was called the “north room,” or as I called it, the “morf room.”
(I have a floor plan of this house which could go here)
One memory of that house was of crawling up the outside steps to the kitchen door
just as Dad stepped out of our round tin bathtub.
Somehow I had this feeling I wasn't supposed to look so I turned away until he got in the next room.
just as Dad stepped out of our round tin bathtub.
Somehow I had this feeling I wasn't supposed to look so I turned away until he got in the next room.
While we lived there, two more babies were born
Arthur - four months (with Aunt Dot)
Arthur Hulings (Baby Arsur, as I called him),
born 3/8/1926, only lived to be 15 months old.
Stanley Neal arrived dead on 11/13/1928.
In fact, my parents knew he was dead two weeks before what would have been his birth date.
born 3/8/1926, only lived to be 15 months old.
Stanley Neal arrived dead on 11/13/1928.
In fact, my parents knew he was dead two weeks before what would have been his birth date.
Helen Mae 1 year, 11 months & Arthur 9 months
Mama wrote that Dad went to town to get medicine.
(Have wondered, why didn’t they take the baby to town to see the doctor?)
When he got home his little son was gone. Dad kneeled beside him and cried.
That report of Dad crying, while very sad, is very meaningful to me.
In later years, Grandma Goss or Aunt Dot told of, just after Arthur’s death,
walking into the room where Mama was on her knees, crying,
holding a tiny pair of overalls, one of the last things Arthur wore.
The little arms and legs of the garment were still bent where Arthur’s elbows and knees had shaped them.
(Have wondered, why didn’t they take the baby to town to see the doctor?)
When he got home his little son was gone. Dad kneeled beside him and cried.
That report of Dad crying, while very sad, is very meaningful to me.
In later years, Grandma Goss or Aunt Dot told of, just after Arthur’s death,
walking into the room where Mama was on her knees, crying,
holding a tiny pair of overalls, one of the last things Arthur wore.
The little arms and legs of the garment were still bent where Arthur’s elbows and knees had shaped them.
(See Arthur’s Baby Book and Appendix,
“A Time for Grieving -- An Unfinished Story”
for more on this home and about Arthur’s life and death)
“A Time for Grieving -- An Unfinished Story”
for more on this home and about Arthur’s life and death)