I remember going to school in the one room schoolhouse and Bonnie Rutherford was my first teacher. In fact, since I did not want to start school, and she and my mom were friends; she picked me up and carried me across the road, up the hill, and into the school. To make matters worse, I rec'd my first paddling at that time. I did not hesitate to go to school after that. When the little school was remodeled by Danny Boggs, it certainly brought a lot of good memories back. I remember some thngs differently than they were when I went to the homecoming there. I also remember most of the kids from Kent Junction. I also remember how the cows ran free, we always had at least one, had a nice spring house built over running mountain water with rocks, ledges and different levels of water to store the milk, butter,and perishibles. In the wintertime. a table on the back porch was sufficient. I do thinkI have been blessed in remembering these things. Vadna paul wrote: > Vadna..never plugged the oil can spout with a raw potato, but remember > having to trim the wicks...even though we lived in town, we had no > electricity..had town water from a faucet in our front yard, but none > inside the house..we had an outside "Johnny house"... > Seems that bedbugs were kinda prevalent in those days..never hear of > them nowadays.. > All our transportation was on foot..never had a car .. cows ran loose > back then and every time our cow had a calf, she went across the Powell > River to do it, and we had to go hunt for her and carry the calf back > home. > as Dolly sings, those were the good ol' days when times were bad.. > Ole Paul > > the wages of sin is death..repent before payday