Youthful Memories Shine Light on Celilo Life By George W. Aguilar Sr. There were several other people sharing and living in this same dry shed, and every one slept on the hard flat basalt rocks. These groups were relatives, and in-laws of the family. Each family group had their place in this open four-walled dry shed, and there were no wall partitions. They all slept in a row on the western wall of the dry shack. Each family slept, cooked, ate and stayed within the confines of their area. When the crack of dawn crowded out the night hours, and upon waking up, the bedding was neatly rolled up and placed against the walls. While viewing photos from a computer disk provided by the Oregon Historical Society, I made an inquiry to Adeline Moses Miller, "Whose drying shed is that on the photo?" Her reply was, "I can see the people in my mind, but I can't remember their names. The only thing I remember is that I carried sacks of sand for them to level out the sleeping places that was on the rocks." This drying shed occupied a strategic place along the highway going through the Celilo Village; it was north of the main thoroughfare. Minnie's older brother, McKinley Wesley, sat near a pole pillar of the shed constructing fish nets and other fishing paraphernalia. There was an old Model T Ford discarded car seat outside and children were ordered to sit outside the weather-beaten boarded drying shack, to wait for a vegetable and fruit salesman who came to trade for a fresh salmon. At other times, Grandmother took me for a walk along the Salmon Head Beach, located east of the Celilo Village. Salmon Head Beach, was so named because some people butchered and gutted their fish on this shallow river beach, and the guts and discarded fish heads caused a stench and a breeding place for a lot of flies. Incoming and Outgoing messages protected by Trend Micro PC-cillin program