Saturday, April 30, 2011

May 1, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

May 1, 1963
Wednesday, rain turned to snow,  30 in am.  Cloudy and rainy 30’s cold.  I ironed. Doug called Albany about the trip to Virginia.  Ronnie was here to see Doug in am.   Jay Smith's
funeral. LaVerne and Roberta here at night a few minutes.  Clifton went to Grand Gorge and Ashokan.

Comment:  Ronnie is Ronnie Schermerhorn who lived at the top of Bull Hill in West Conesville and was a good friend of Doug's during his youth.  Doug getting ready to ship out I guess, on a ship out of Virginia.  Stıll cold and dreary.  We once had snow ın late mıd May that closed the schools for a couple of days......On this day in 1963 the first American, (James Wittaker) conquers Mount Everest.

Friday, April 29, 2011

April 30, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 30, 1963
Tuesday. cloudy rainy 50’s. Doug went to Cobleskill and to Mothers for dinner with us. Doug and David went out at night.
Comment:  Unemployment sıgn up and dınner at Bessıe's.  Not much goıng on......Here is how Doug and David might have looked at the time:  Pretty good looking kids...


Thursday, April 28, 2011

April 29, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 29, 1963
Monday, sunny in am with high cloudiness in pm,  some wind,  not bad 60’s,  nice and warm.  I washed in the am.   Doug and Clifton went to Albany.  The Mayos were here at night.  Billie called and said Jay Smith was dead.
Comment:  Wash day, The Mayos were the minister and wife from the Flat Creek Baptist Church.  Billie was Mom's mother's sister, Mildred Laraway.  Not sure who Jay Smith was, none of the living family recall him.  Spring seems to be on the way...here is a post about the seasons on the hill:

Seasons On The Hill



And the seasons would come and the seasons would go
And our whole world would change with the flow
As the sharp verdant springtime resolved in soft focus
As the hills drowned in summer's warm glow
In Autumn, the mountains were like purple haze that muted fall colors soaked through
Then winter's keen breath brought the snow & white frost
And another new year to us, too

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

April 28, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 28, 1963
Sunday. Sunny in the ’50s. Linda Kingsley was here we went to church and Sunday school Rode down to Cliffords in pm no one at home went on to Middleburgh and Blenheim and took Linda home. Gerald went back before dinner.
Comment:  Cliffords is Clifford Taylor and Evelyn, my father's younger sister.  They ran a general store in Franklinton, NY.
I must have had to work at Carrols again.  Here is a picture of the Taylor family probably in the late '40s:



Tuesday, April 26, 2011

April 27, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 27, 1963
Saturday, mostly sunny 50.  Gerald, Maryann, LaVerne and Roberta, and Linda here for supper, Clifton's birthday.   Rebecca went home in the afternoon. Clifton and Wayne cut fence posts and set them.   Mother called in am.
Comment:  Guess we all gathered for supper on Dad's birthday.  He was 
born in 1908 so was 55 on this date, 27 years younger than I am right now.  Not sure what that means but it's kinda startling.  Here is a previous post about him: A Confession About Dad
Dad A Confession, Original By Gerry Hubbard
An Operating Engineer was what my dad was called 
He ran the big equipment, and I guess he drove them all
Dozers, graders, drag-line cranes, he worked ten hours a day
From spring through fall, six days a week, he drew good union pay

He’d usually come home close to dark, all sunburned, cloaked with dust 
Us kids would all race down the hill, to greet him, to be first 
He’d stop the car and pick us up, on fenders up we’d ride 
We hung from running boards and doors, rising like the tide

Euclid scrapers, high-speed pumps, he “sloped” with Cat D8s 
Through parts of west New England and all through New York State 
He worked the New York Thruway and Route One-Forty-Five, 
Milking cows at four am to keep the farm alive

In summer’s dust and searing sun his lips and hands would crack, 
And he’d rub in Bag Balm Ointment that he carried in a sack 
In winter’s numbing wind and cold, he stood ten hours a day 
To watch an air compressor pump water from a quay

We’d go to work with him sometimes when work sites were nearby
And ride the big equipment, it was dusty, hot and dry
LaVerne and I and sometimes Doug would go and spend the day 
With diesel fumes & roaring “Eucs” as dozers pushed away

And though he had his issues, he was held in high regard 
And I never heard him once complain ‘bout working so damned hard. 
When someone said I looked like him at a Hill reunion chat 
Tom O’Hara softly said, “Well, there’s nothing wrong with that”.

And though I’m not religious, as all friends will attest 
Here’s a spiritual iota to which I must confess 
Sometimes when summer’s thunder clouds are roiling up on high 
I think of Dad on his big D8, “sloping” in the sky...
Sometimes when summer’s thunder clouds are roiling up on high I think of Dad on his big D8, “sloping” in the sky.

Monday, April 25, 2011

April 26, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries


April 26, 1963
Fri. Cloudy snow squalls, windy and cold 40.  I washed in am and cleaned the house in pm. Junior prom.  Wayne went and took Linda Mattice.  LaVerne and Roberta were up in the evening.  Doug and David went out at night.  David late.  Gerald came home.   Rebecca Peterson and Linda Kingsley were here,  the girls went to AWANA.  Clifton fixed fence.
Comment:  Another brisk day with visitors and kids coming and going.  Wayne goes to prom.  Here is a picture of Wayne at his prime, a pretty cool guy.....

April 25, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 25, 1963
Thursday, cloudy,  windy, cold, 40.   I washed windows and cleaned up the house.  Mountains still white with snow. Rebecca here, girls and I went to prayer meeting at Reynolds.


Comment:  The cleaning and washing never stops.  Snow-covered South Mountain.


Saturday, April 23, 2011

April 23, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 23, 1963
Tuesday, cold snowy 20 and low 30’s windy.  I washed and hung clothes upstairs.  Doug, Clifton  and I went to Cobleskill in the pm.
Comment:  Another wash day...lousy weather, I remember the bleakness during those types of days...see picture from front porch... I think the trip to Cobleskill was to sign up for unemployment because Dad only worked for a couple of days in Poughkeepsie.

Friday, April 22, 2011

April 22, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 22, 1963
Monday, Mostly sunny clear and very cool in am 25 - 45 in pm.  I painted the living and dining rooms.  Kids went back to school.  Clifton sharpened the fence stakes and cleaned some (not fences stakes) in the barn.  David home from work 1 hr early.  Clifton and Doug went to Bartholomews in pm and bought 2 calves.
Comment:  Lots of work going on.  Dad must be cutting fence stakes to sell them, sounds like he only had a couple of days work in Poughkeepsie.  We used to cut smaller logs then,  using a mall and wedge, split them into sections then sharpen the end with an ax.  Lots of work...here is a picture of how they used to look after laying around for a season or so...."fixing fence" was a constant chore through out the spring and summer as we put the dairy cows out to pasture.  We'd load a wagon with fence stakes, barbed wire, hammers and fence staples then drive the tractor as close to the fence as possible and re-connect wire and straighten or replace posts as needed.  Many days were spent thusly..it was strangely satisfying and  challenging as we tried to figure out how to best mend the fence with the least materials and effort.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

May 3, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

May 3, 1963
Friday, beautiful day in the ’60s, windy.  I did a big wash. Clifton fixed fence.  Wayne, the girls, Clifton,
and I went to concert at school at night and PTA.   Gerald came home at night.


Comment:  Seems like I went home most weekends but I really don't remember it, probably for the free food.  My parents were not very involved in the school so this must have been a special occasion, maybe the girls were involved in the concert.  Washing and fixing fence, constant chores on the farm that could not be ignored........ 

April 24, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 24, 1963
Wednesday. Cloudy cold 30’s ground white with snow.  I made curtains for living and dining rooms.  Wrote to Marilyn.  State tax came.  Doug and David went out.

Comment:  Snow late April is no fun, got some extra money because of the state tax....


April 21, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 21, 1963
Sunday, mostly cloudy, 50’s.  Girls and I went to church and Sunday school. Earl and Lillian came in pm and we went down to Bonnie's with them.  Gerald went back 2:30 he had to work at Carrols
Comment:  Not sure who Bonnie is.  Yvonne (Bonnie) Taylor is only seventeen and they probably would not be visiting her.  Could Be Bunnie Ellis I guess, but not sure.  Typical Sunday though, family stopping by and church,  then, a short drive somewhere.  I must have stayed overnight then returned to my job as grill man at the Carrols 15 Cent Hamburger Joint.  Probably driving my 1954 Opel that I bought for $87.50.  The First Car I Bought:  


The 1954 Opel For $87.50
The dealer wanted a couple of hundred for it but the engine had what I thought was a knock and so was very leery of the car.  While David and I were taking it for a test drive, we ran into Donald Tompkins who was very savvy about cars and equipment.  He determined that the “knocking” was a bent push rod and could be fixed very easily.
 Donald helped me take the valve cover off the engine, pulled out the 8” push rod, hit it with a ball peen hammer a couple of times to straighten and reinstalled it.  Donald did the repair on the street in Middleburg with tools he carried in his truck. 
 The car ran perfectly. We took the car back to the dealer and  I dickered for awhile until we agreed upon $87.50 and I bought the car.
 I ran the car for about 3 years.  It was super in snow plowing through 8-10 inch snow drifts on Rt 30A  while driving to Gloversville to see Mary Ann .
We ended up dragging it over in the woods and junking it after I broke a rear axle somehow.  I loved that car

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

April 20, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 20, 1963
Saturday, mostly sunny in early am, turning very windy and cloudy and rain, 60, dropping to 47 in pm. I washed early 7 am and got clothes all dry before the rain shower around 10 am. Clifton and Wayne cut fence stakes.  I cut Carols hair and set it and gave Sue a permanent.   Bunny was here in afternoon to see Doug.  Girls went to AWANA.   Gerald came home late at night.

Comment:  Bunny was Glendon Ellis's wife, a war bride from Scotland.  Her total name was Dorothea Elizabeth Armstrong and was born May2, 1927.  Here is her wedding picture in Scotland.  Glenny was in the Army Air Corp.  He died in 1973 from a heart attack when he was 45.  Here is a link to a post about him and Bunny,  The Scars Of Glendon Ellis:  






http://gerryhubbard.blogspot.com/2011/01/scars-of-glendon-ellis.html

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

April 19, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 19, 1963
Friday, sunny quite warm, 60. Doug, Wayne Clifton,  the girls and I went to Montgomery Ward after curtains, shades etc.   Home 5 pm.  Boys all went out at night.   Had a long letter from Marilyn.

Comment: Shopping, Monkey Wards, boys out, probably starting at the Waterfall House then on to Prattsville for Jack's and then to the Rendezvous above the dam, then, who knows, maybe a fast run to Roxbury......alcohol was the drug of choice....lots of bullshit, grab ass, shuffle board and juke box music..looking for girls and probably striking out....Doug probably really enjoying his leave from Navy boot camp...see picture below of Doug and David looking cool....in my 1965 Ford Fairlane XL...


From Sister Sue:

"Gerry, I was waiting to see if any of the O’Hara’s responded to Jimmy Briggs’ accident.  I remember Jimmy dying, but forgot that two others died as well.  At the time, we heard that the boys had been drinking (not unusual for up there), and Jimmy Briggs said that he could make it to Grand Gorge from Prattsville in 5 minutes!  And you know the rest of the story.  I think Jimmy was decapitated...

Also, the Stewart girl, and two others’ I think, drove off the Waterfall House Bridge, and the Stewart girl died.  That would have been in the early 60s.  Also, Marilyn Carmen was in a car accident and died, but don’t remember much about that – just that she was a close friend to Carol.  That would have been in 62 – 64, I believe.

The Hubbards aren’t lucky – just have a mother who prayed all the time for her children - :) Love – Your Sister - Susan"


The Boys, Doug and David:



Monday, April 18, 2011

April 18, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 18, 1963
Thursday, cloudy in early am, clearing and windy, 60. We went shopping at Cobleskill in am.  Girls and I went to Missionary Meeting at church in afternoon.   LaVerne and Roberta were here at night 1/2 hr.
Comment:  Weather getting better....church and shopping..
 I guess I am still being corrected on the Duane Thorington accident.  Barry says "Duane was in boot camp at Great Lakes in the spring of 1958 with me.  He developed a reaction to some penicillin shots and was place in holding while he was being treated."  So Duane was a sailor and not a Marine. 
 He also says about the Eddie Diamond accident:  "Eddie and Roy Diamond were in the car as well as Shirley Clark, Kenny Clark's sister.  Eddie came up with a 54 Mercury from the settlement."....I thought Eddie was killed in the wreck...so I'm bowing out of commenting  about the accidents because I obviously have some faulty memories at work...


From Charlotte re the Thorington family:
Answering your question about Don Thorington,  he passed away from a malignant brain tumor maybe 10 years ago.   Time goes by so fast not sure how long ago.   His older brother Paul who was Marilyn and my age died maybe 3 years ago from a stroke but he was bedridden for some time.   The only one left from that family of children is the girl Lois.  cc


Here is Charlotte on her Senior trip to Washington DC with first cousin Reggie Haskin:

Sunday, April 17, 2011

April 17, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 17, 1963
Wednesday, cloudy very little rain in afternoon and night 50’s.  Doug called 3 pm for us to pick him up at Albany airport 10 pm. David, the girls and I went, home at 12 o’clock.
Comment:  Doug home on leave after 4 weeks Navy boot camp.  Not much else apparently happened, but lots of comments about previous posts about the various accidents that we all seem to remember differently...:
Doug And I 1946:  


From Sister Marilyn:  "Gerald, The Diamond boy married to Shirley Clark was the Marine that hit the tree at  90 Miles and hour.  Does anyone remember that?  Cannot remember his first name at the moment.  (Eddie) Another great one.  Loved Susan's story,  giggling when we are nervous is it one of our family traits. Love "M"

From Marilyn's friend Charlotte Haskin Carlton:
Hi, Duane and Art Thorington were my grandfathers' nephews, his brother Alton Thorington's sons.   Duane was killed when they hit the bridge and Art committed suicide many years later at the rest/picnic area between Fultonham and Middleburgh near the Middleburgh bridge.  Art never got over the wreck and if I remember right,  he had two children not sure who he married.   Barry probably knows.   I think one of his children became a doctor,  very smart kids.   Their Dad Alton committed suicide on their farm about halfway between Livingstonville and Grandma Haskin's home.  The Chichester's live on the farm place now.  Charlotte

Now here is my take and I must be right because it's my blog:  It was Duane Thorington, Marine, that hit the bridge in Middleburg, not a tree as I once stated.  LaVerne, I, and I think Marilyn, went to see the car the next day....
The Diamond boy hit a tree heading for Middleburg from Schoharie on Route 30 just as the Middleburg flats start coming off the last hill from Schoharie...and his name was Eddie and I don't think he was in the Marines...I think he was a Sailor
Alton Thorington was a suicide and his other son,  Art was also.  I think Alton shot himself with a shotgun....all other opinions and recollections are welcome.....

Friday, April 15, 2011

April 16, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 16, 1963
Tuesday, beautiful sunny day,  60’s no wind. I wrote to Marilyn and and answered Louise's letter I received today.  Girls and I cleaned the attic and girl's clothes room. Clifton came home at 3:30pm.  His machine broke down.   Briggs and Faulkies funeral.  Evelyn and Clifford called in the evening.
Comment:  More information about the car accident.  From my brother who was in Prattsville that night:  
Hi Gerry;  If this is the accident that comes to mind, I think it was Jim Briggs, Aunt Ella's nephew  and a Faulkie kid from Grand Gorge.  I can't  come up with the other  kids name.  I was out side the dance hall when they came to me and said, "Come on ,we're gonna see how fast we can make it to Grand Gorge."  I almost got in that damn car.  Instead I went to Jack's Tavern to have a beer.  About five minutes later, we heard the news.  They went to the upper part of town, turned around, then came back,and passed the dance hall at about 100 mph. They hit the first curve, rolled about 75 feet then hit the chimney of a house.  Two died at the scene and one died at the hospital.  I was lucky not to be in that car. Hope this helps..David John Hubbard..
And from Barry Taylor correcting my recollection of another accident where I said Duane Thorington, Marine, hit a tree at 90 mph. Barry was in Navy boot camp with Art Thorington who was killed: "Gerald, Duane's brother Art was in the accident.  Duane later commited suicide.  Also, it was the Navy, not the Marines, he went through boot camp with me 1958."
And from Susan Hubbard about singing in church and other places:
 Dear Gerry:
I don’t remember what we sang at the chapel.   It could have been a number of songs – as we sang a lot at Flat Creek Church and had lots of songs we could perform.  I wonder if it was for Easter?  Carol and I would sing at the Chapel Church occasionally, but usually on a special event: Christmas or Easter, or election night,  (where they had a voting place).  Clyda Mace sometimes accompanied us on the piano, but her niece, Joyce Bailey was a much better accompanist.  Actually, she was the best I’ve ever experienced, as she would follow the singer – not the reverse – where the singer would have to follow the piano!

The first song we ever sang in church was, (I can remember it vividly – you won’t believe it – and I have often laughed to myself about it – as DAD thought this was the song we should sing: We’ll Girdle The Globe With Salvation!!!) 
I bet no one reading this has ever heard of THAT song.  WHY IN THE WORLD would our father want his approximately 8 year old and 10 year old daughters sing this song?  I can remember the lyrics and the day vividly: ...”We’ll girdle the globe with salvation, with holiness unto the Lord, and light shall illumine each nation, the Light of the Lamp of His Word.”  It starts out:

Behold His hand, stretched out for aid, 
Darkened by sin, and sore dismayed, 
Oh will you to the rescue go,
Lost wonders down to endless woe ....or almost like that).

Another thing:  When we would sing, often times, because of nerves I guess, or because we became giddy because we were so scared we held our breaths – we would begin to laugh – and we would start over, etc., and on one occasion we had to sit down and never did finish.  
But most of the time, the dear people in Flat Creek would put up with us – and they seemed to want us to sing again... Some times we would be nervous, and other times, not at all.   Love to all - Susan


April 15, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 15, 1963
Monday,  Nice sunny day in 50’s but windy. Clifton started work in Poughkeepsie, left at 5 am.  I did a big wash, transplanted tomato and cabbage plants. Paul Ellis here 1/2 hr in the afternoon. Myrtle called a few minutes too.
Comment:  So Dad must be starting work at 7am because he left at five am.  Gardening begins, and a big wash one more time.  Paul Ellis was the son of Madeline and Clarence Ellis and, he worked Uncle Earl's farm for a while which was about a mile away.  Myrtie probably called about church or missionary meeting.  We used to buy eggs from them, the were about a quarter of a mile away.  Here is a post from my new blog: 

Ote And Myrtie Talking Blues Gerry Hubbard




Talking blues is a form of country music. It is characterized by rhythmic speech or near-speech where the melody is free, but the rhythm is strict.  See below for Wikipedia link.

Ote and Myrtie were our neighbors up the road a quarter mile.
Spinster maid and bachelor brother and you seldom saw them smile.
Pinched lips, all prim and proper, all clothes buttoned to the top,
But always free and easy with the rumors they would drop.

Myrtie was a teacher long retired but taught in church.
While Otis ran some “young stock” and I guess he never worked.
Got the mumps when just a teen that my father said “moved down” .
Just another reason that no children were around.

'Cause I always thought them married when I saw them on the road,
In that pretty two-door Chevy with their monthly grocery load.
We usually never saw or heard them very much at all
‘Less our cows got in their garden then we’d get an angry call.

Us kids and Dad would get the cows and try to fix the fence,
But a ruined and trampled garden?  There is no recompense.
“Good fences make good neighbors” are the words of Robert Frost,
And we should have kept them better no matter what the cost.

Then I get a slightest comfort when I think about it all,
He also wrote "Something there is that doesn't love a wall".

Thursday, April 14, 2011

April 14, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 14, 1963
Sunday, sunny,  40’s and 50’s. Clifton and girls and I went to church and Sunday School. Mother, Norm, LaVerne and Roberta were here for Easter dinner.  Earl and Lillian called in the pm. We went to Prattsville in pm to see the car the 3 fellows were killed in. We went to chapel at night. The girls sang.
Comment:  Another Sunday, family gathers for Easter dinner, church, Sunday school and chapel.  Not sure what Carol and Susan sang but probably pretty nice.  About a year later, they and Wayne would sing a the 1964 New York World's Fair and one of the songs would be "On The Wings Of A Dove" and it was very sweet.   Wayne loved the song and would always do it when we had a sing-along.  Wish I had a recording of it.  
It was common to go see the car wreckage after a major accident.  I remember when Duane Thorington, home on leave after finishing  Marine boot camp, hit a tree on Main Street (Route 145)  just at the north eastern limits of of Middleburg, at ninety miles per hour.  The driver's side of the car was totally demolished and we could still see blood stains on the tangled metal.  He was alone in the car.
Easter was a pretty big deal and the whole family would dress in their best an go to Church.  
Here is Dolly Parton singing Wings Of A Dove.  The kids did it just as good....


Wednesday, April 13, 2011

April 13, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 13, 1963
Saturday, mostly sunny, 50, turning cloudy and windy in the late afternoon.  I finished papering the living room and dining room. Kids cleaned up the lawn,  seemed quite spring like. Clifton and Wayne went to Catskill to look at cars.  Jimmy Briggs, Faulkie(?) and Stevenson (?) were killed about 1 am in Prattsville.
Comment:  Spring cleaning in full force.   Dad may be looking for a car to commute to Poughkeepsie for the new job.  Tragedy strikes as a car wreck claims 3 young boys.  Not sure the circumstances.  The Hubbard boys were amazingly lucky not to get killed.  I remember doing a couple of 360s at 90 miles per hour on Route 20 heading to Albany in that 1961 Ford Dad had.  And there were many more close calls in trucks and on tractors both for me and my siblings.
 I remember Wayne rolling  Doug's very cool, grey, 1954 Chevy and driving it home from Oneonta without a windshield on a very cool fall night.  It rolled so many times all the corners were rounded off.  
Another chilling story involved a woman driving her car along the Manorkill Road in the winter and she heard something start to drag underneath the car and thought she had picked up a snow or ice block.  She drove several miles home, looked under the car and there were a couple of dead kids under her car tangled up in the drive shaft and axles.    They had ridden a snow sled off a bank above the road and  hit underneath her car from the side without her noticing them.......Here is a picture of the '51 Ford that I sometimes used to drive like a maniac...only lucky people get old...

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

April 12, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

12 April, 1963
Friday, Sunny and warmer 40.  Kids home for Easter vacation. We went to Oneonta and got the girl's shoes and hats. We went to Middleburg at night to the Gospel service.  Clifton was called from the hall to go to work Monday at Poughkeepsie.
Comment:  Good news for Dad.  The "hall" that called was the hall of the International Union Of Operating Engineers of which Dad was a long-time member.  Poughkeepsie is about a 2-hour drive from Hubbard Hill so Dad will commute for 4 hours a day plus probably work 10 hours a day, six days a week.  The starting time will be anywhere from 6 to 8 am, so he will have to leave the house at either 4am or 6am.  They do not have dairy cows now, but when they did, that would entail him helping Mom, LaVerne and I start the morning milking before he left.  For an early start, he would get up at 3am or so.  Here is a previous post about Dad that talks about his work:  


Solidarity Forever
An Operating Engineer was what my dad was called 
He ran the big equipment, and I guess he drove them all
Dozers, graders, drag-line cranes, he worked ten hours a day
From spring through fall, six days a week, he drew good union pay

He’d usually come home close to dark, all sunburned, cloaked with dust 
Us kids would all race down the hill, to greet him, to be first 
He’d stop the car and pick us up, on fenders up we’d ride 
We hung from running boards and doors, rising like the tide

Euclid scrapers, high-speed pumps, he “sloped” with Cat D8s 
Through parts of west New England and all through New York State 
He worked the New York Thruway and Route One-Forty-Five, 
Milking cows at four am to keep the farm alive

In summer’s dust and searing sun his lips and hands would crack, 
And he’d rub in Bag Balm Ointment that he carried in a sack 
In winter’s numbing wind and cold, he stood ten hours a day 
To watch an air compressor pump water from a quay

We’d go to work with him sometimes when work sites were nearby
And ride the big equipment, it was dusty, hot and dry
LaVerne and I and sometimes Doug would go and spend the day 
With diesel fumes & roaring “Eucs” as dozers pushed away

And though he had his issues, he was held in high regard 
And I never heard him once complain ‘bout working so damned hard. 
When someone said I looked like him at a Hill reunion chat 
Tom O’Hara softly said, “Well, there’s nothing wrong with that”.

And though I’m not religious, as all friends will attest 
Here’s a spiritual iota to which I must confess 
Sometimes when summer’s thunder clouds are roiling up on high 
I think of Dad on his big D8, “sloping” in the sky...
Sometimes when summer’s thunder clouds are roiling up on high I think of Dad on his big D8, “sloping” in the sky.

Monday, April 11, 2011

April 11, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 11, 1963
Thursday, mostly cloudy 35 hi. Snow flurries in am, about 1/2 snow in morning.  I washed and hung clothes upstairs.  Worked on Sue's white jacket.  We went to LaVerne's at night.  Earl and Bob were here when we got home.
Comment:  The visitors were Uncle Earle and his step-son, Bobby Sigeritz, (not sure about the spelling), probably went to LaVerne and Roberta's for dinner.  Here are a couple of pictures of where Mom might have hung the clothes upstairs, not very pretty.....this was the attic over the center part of the house and was unheated prior to this picture.  This is where the kitchen water pipes usually froze and also where a fire started from faulty wiring that Dad caught just in time to prevent the whole house burning down.  I remember how panicked we were as black smoke permeated the downstairs.  I can still see Dad frantically beating the fire out with an old blanket.  The flooring in the picture covers the severely burned floor joists...


Sunday, April 10, 2011

April 10, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 10, 1963
Wednesday, snow flurries. Partly cloudy,  windy 22-26 in am, ground white with snow.  I wrote to Doug and Marilyn. Clifton went to Stamford after motor and pump at Kelly Brothers.  Clifton, the girls and I went to fellow-ship supper at church held for Mrs. Edwards.  Ina Belle had operation on her thyroid gland.
Comment:  Ina Bell Hubbard born August 29, 1916, died May 5, 1986 at age 69 years.  Was single for most of her life and had no children.  I remember her apartment in Schenectady.  She worked for General Electric in some sort of administrative job and retired from there with a nice pension.  Marilyn use to go and stay with her sometimes.  She had a rather tart personality and I think was very close to Evelyn and Evelyn's children.  Our family did not see a lot of her.  Dad is probably getting an electric motor for the well or spring pump or the barn milking machine vacuum system. Here is a picture of Ina Bell with Marilyn and Grandpa Elmer Hubbard during a visit to Tijuana, Mexico probably sometime in the late fifties.......

Saturday, April 09, 2011

April 9, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 9, 1963
Tuesday, sunny in the 40s.  We went to Mothers for dinner. Clifton went to see Dr. Lyons and he sent him back to Cobleskill for a cardiogram. We got home 6 pm.
Comment:  Not sure what's going on the Dad's cardiogram. He is now 55.  His sister Madeline, died at 51 of a heart attack in 1955 and the doctor may have picked up on that.  Uncle Earle would die in 1968 at age 58.  Heart disease runs in the family.  Here is a picture of the Elmer Hubbard family probably in 1916 or so, just before the Spanish Flu Pandemic. Evelyn was born on Valentines Day in 1915 and looks about a year old.   From left to right, Clifton, Grandma Aggie with Evelyn on her lap, Merel, Madeline in back with Lorraine in front of her, Grandpa Elmer, then Earle.  Looks like the picture was taken in the Hubbard Hill house because of the items in the background.

Friday, April 08, 2011

April 8, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 8, 1963
Monday.  Beautiful sunny day,  windy 45.  I did a big wash in am and helped clean church in pm. Gerald went back about 2 pm. Received Doug's pictures.
Comment: Beautiful day, spirits high but church and "wash day" cannot be denied.
I must have stayed overnight but do not remember it.  Was probably living close to Latham Circle and working as a grill man for Carrols $.15 Hamburgers which was later purchased by Burger King.   Here is a link to a previous post where I describe the surprisingly intense work and the kindly manager who essentially gave us free burgers because he knew I was broke......


http://gerryhubbard.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-19-1963-frances-hubbard-diaries_29.html



You're always young in your mind it is said, No matter the face in the mirror, That you see with surprise then say to yourself, "What is that old man doing here?"