Monday, December 23, 2013

Thursday, December 23, 1965 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

Thursday, December 23, 1965
Cloudy 30's.  Clifton and I went after smoke salt to South Kortright and stopped in Stamford.  Gerald and Mary Ann came in pm and we had our Christmas at night.  LaVerne, Roberta, John, Wayne Laura all here.  We bought wood off Russell.
Comment:  Russell Van Aken was an institution around Hubbard Hill.   He lived about a 1.5 miles from us and made his living on junk auto and equipment parts and fire wood. He lived in a one-room house he built himself and ate mostly Wheaties for breakfast, lunch and dinner. He very rarely wore a shirt even in the winter and we would often see him tan and lean working around his extensive junkyard or his homemade buzz saw powered by a pulley and belt off the rear, tireless rim of a jacked up derelict car. He died this year in his ninties.
Russel With City People Visitors
Russell's Junk Yard.  South Mountain In The Background

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