•February 6, 2019•

By Evelyn Burtcheard
NP Guest Columnist

As soon as they could get the house livable to Mom’s standards we moved in. She painted walls and woodwork starting in the kitchen first, then she and Dad papered the bedrooms and living room of our home.
One weekend Mom’s brothers Uncle Buck, Uncle Charlie and Uncle George helped move the remainder of our belongings into our new home. Donny and I never tired of exploring and dreaming of all the animals we would have.
When Mom finished in the main house, she started on the big summer kitchen and porches. Dad worked at repairs on the outside while Mom worked inside. There was a lot of work to be done.
Two weeks after we moved to Christian 40, a large truck delivered two milk cows, and one had a baby calf. The truck left and returned bringing us a team of work horses Dad bought. A strawberry roan mare named Queen I claimed, and a bay mare named Molly Donny claimed (I think because she was acting silly).
A man Dad worked with said his father had to quit farming. Dad bought several things including the cows and the team. Oh how I wanted that truck to return with more horses.     Login or Subscribe to read the rest of this story.