Saturday, August 31, 2013

Tuesday, August 31, 1965 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

Tuesday, August 31, 1965
Cloudy, little warmer.  I washed, picked cucs and beans, made pickles.  Clifton and David took Wayne's car to Raymond's (Brown's) in am to have brakes lined.  We went to LaVerne's at nite and picked up Wayne's car after.  Rained all nite.
Comment:  They sure do a lot of dropping off and picking up related to cars....Raymond Brown's, over in Broom Center and just over the mountain was our go-to garage for just about any repair on cars or farm equipment.  He had torches and welders and just about any other tool needed....it was probably about 4 miles away.  We would also often go to Tom O'Hara's in Prattsville.....here is Tom, Ella and Betty at the Hubbard Hill House..not sure when...

1 comment:

Gerry Hubbard said...

From Jeffery Hubbard: Jeffrey wrote: "I opened an empty old pickle jar that was on one of the shelves in going down to the cellar and it still smelled like pickles. I kept a few of the older jars, but tossed many and I mean many glass jars. So, everyone knows they were not that old. They make a great whisky glass."

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?"