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            WE LIVED IN CRAMPED QUARTERS

            We did a lot of living in the two-three years we lived in the old
            kitchen area. It had a fairly large area and we filled it with living
            and eating furnishings. Quite often Papa’s or Burnette’s brothers or
            sisters would come visit during the late 40’s. To them coming to our
            house was almost like camping. They had all the then modern
            conveniences we didn’t, so they had to somewhat rough it. They always
            seemed to enjoy their visits with us so much, especially if there
            were more than one at a time. I think our food was better than they
            usually had, after all most of ours was fresh from the farm. We got
            our first radio while living there. It was a Philco, a big battery
            powered AM (no FM then) table model. Uncle Edwin and Lila Gail
            brought it in one night. I had already gone to bed it was a bit late
            and I had already been asleep and was awakened when they come in and
            I was vary curious what he was carrying under his arm. When I found
            out what he had I was very excited, we now had a radio. (What's a
            radio?) This radio served us well for over ten years. At night we
            could listen to all the then popular radio shows and keep up on all
            the war news. Uncle Edwin put up an antenna, he stretched a wire from
            the house to the top of the big equipment shelter and connected it to
            the radio, so it would bring in all stations on the air. I can still
            see and hear Burnette come into the old kitchen and while crying
            telling of FDR'S death.


            We had moved into the living part of the new house a couple years
            before but still used the old kitchen. We had a big L shaped back
            porch, top half screened in. The two or three years we lived in this
            part of the house the only heat was from the wood stove. In winter
            that often was not enough, but in the summer it was often too much.
            We had some canvas flaps we could close on the porch that helped keep
            the drafty winds out. That part of Florida could surely get very cold
            in the winter. While talking to Vera recently, she reminded me of how
            cold those sheets would be when we went to bed. We would stand near
            the wood stove and get real warm, then run jump into the cold bed.
            Regardless how much cover was on the bed it was still cold for a
            while. But, what was even colder was when you hit the floor the next
            morning. After a winter rain storm passed and the cold moved in we've
            seen the water spew up from the ground and freeze making inverted
            icicles 8 to 10 inches high. That could create some very miserable
            conditions to have to live and work in. There was no thermostat to
            flip and turn on the heat, someone had to get up in the cold and
            start the fire in the stove as that was our only source of heat.
            Lucky for Vera and me we were too young at the time to have to get up
            and start the fire, it would already be warm when we were awakened.
            The porch












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