Calpella, Ca.
We lived in the mill camp until we moved to Thorton, Ar. in 1953 or early 1954.
I remember the large redwood logs at the mill. Some were so large they were actually quartered to be small enough to be hauled on a log truck. We have a picture of my brother George (about 9 or 10 years old) standing at the end of a log and he was less than 1/2 the hieght of the log.
The houses we lived in had "tar paper" on the outside to cover the cracks.
I remember the log trucks did not have "turn signal lights" but instead had an arm that hang on the drivers side of the cab with a cable on the inside so the driver could raise it to 90 degrees for a lrft turn or up 180 degrees for a right turn. The trucks were Diamand T or Reo brands. They formed my love afair with cars and trucks.
We moved back to Arkansas in a 1940 Mercury. On our trip to Arkansas we ran over some dead sheep in the road (we assumed they fell to their death off a truck as there was several of them scattered down the highway) one night and if it hadn't been for the trailer we were pulling we would have most likely had a bad wreck but as it was the trailer kept us from leaving the road and down a ravine.
We lived in the mill camp until we moved to Thorton, Ar. in 1953 or early 1954.
I remember the large redwood logs at the mill. Some were so large they were actually quartered to be small enough to be hauled on a log truck. We have a picture of my brother George (about 9 or 10 years old) standing at the end of a log and he was less than 1/2 the hieght of the log.
The houses we lived in had "tar paper" on the outside to cover the cracks.
I remember the log trucks did not have "turn signal lights" but instead had an arm that hang on the drivers side of the cab with a cable on the inside so the driver could raise it to 90 degrees for a lrft turn or up 180 degrees for a right turn. The trucks were Diamand T or Reo brands. They formed my love afair with cars and trucks.
We moved back to Arkansas in a 1940 Mercury. On our trip to Arkansas we ran over some dead sheep in the road (we assumed they fell to their death off a truck as there was several of them scattered down the highway) one night and if it hadn't been for the trailer we were pulling we would have most likely had a bad wreck but as it was the trailer kept us from leaving the road and down a ravine.
5 Comments:
do you still live in Arkansas?
Geat story and well told!
Regards,
Mark
Thanks for visiting my blog. The light house in Devonport Tasmania is still shining.
I remember those redwood logs too. The university that I graduated from back in the mid 80's sported some stunning redwoods. There is still the odd imported Calif. redwood here in Tassie. Certainly a piece o history.
Cheers from Down Under
It has been about forty years since I have been to that neck of the woods and it is lovely. Great story though.
Oh, I'd love to hear more about the Diamond, and the Reo trucks. Great story and thank you for swinging by my site. :)
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