A memory from my dad

Just wanted to share this memory my Dad sent me. Background, my Grandfather moved from Mexico to the US and made his living farming about 50 miles south of Dallas. My father grew up in poverty as a son of a tenant farmer. This is a memory from his childhood. Excuse the grammar, English is his second language.


Memorable Event
casa de los alamos
The Christmas Eve that I was six years old,and some months, is remember very well by me, because of the uncommon things that happen.
Mother, Dad and the whole family were in a sort of emergence that as a six year old would not understand. The thing that is vivid in my memory, that I was hungrey,sleepy and very irritated. The whole family was moving to a make shift home at night.
Dad, in the daylight hours of that December 24, was disassembling the old chicken coup that he had made for the chickens, my brothers were removing the turkey holding pent. The five or some cows had already been taken, to where , I did not know.
Mother, was putting important things to her in cardboard boxes and gunny sacks, What seem to surprise me, that all this was been done in the dark.
The only usual familiar thing happening was hunger and sleepy, and very miserable.
Dad, was very proud of his baby chick house. The baby chick house was use for the baby chicks and baby turkeys. Mother and Dad were very carefull with the baby chicks when brought home from the city’s commercial hactchery. The middle of the chicken house had a, six feet diameter, umbrella.Hanging from the ceiling by baleing wires, the edges was about 6 inches off the floor. Henry, my little brother and I, would go in with mother when watering and feeding the baby chickens or turkeys, that were brought in about a day or two old, we love to play with the cute little things. Of course the admonition was constantly from Mother “don’t squeeze them too hard nor step on one” Surely by stepping on one it would be the end of the little critter, and the stepper would get a knuckle on top of his head. The umbrella had a kerosene heat burner enclose in it’s pinnacle (or top) to keep baby chicks warm. The reality of the thing it was an artificial hen keeping it’s chick warm. The metal umbrella could warm about 150 baby chicks or turkeys. If the baby critters would get cold, they would bunch up and suffocate. It was nice and warm in that room and we like it.
The chicken house was use to grow the poultry to the age that their feather would shed water, at that time, they were move to the open air pents. Then the metal umbrella was shut down for the season, would restart with baby turkeys or vica versa.


When the baby chick were brought to the farm, there was no way to tell which would become a hen or roster only until reaching the age of a four weeks.
The to be hens were kept to lay eggs for the family to eat, but the chicken that started to grow a crest on the head were to be rosters. Mother never separate one from the other. The only difference was when the little roster grew they would become Sunday dinner for the family, or a guest dinner.
All these disassembling and moving at night, but why?
Next day, I woke up in these house that had bales of hay stack outside. Later I found out that Dad had move the family to these ,box plank, house that had been use as a barn for years. The hay had to be move out for us to move in. Have you ever heard the phrase, “close the door, were you raise in a barn” In my case that would be true, at least for a year. For we move again, the following articula eve, and at night one more time. Like fugitives.
So Dad had to move out of a farm, and farm house that he had farm and lived in for 18 years. I think his sence of security was shatter. The house, we move out from, was a standard house for the general area. Box and plank, except it was one step less, it had no windows. For windows it had two 1 by 12 boards and for hinges two pieces of leather. The latches were pieces of rope or wire tied to a barb wire staple. The doors for door knobs had a hole, but no door knob. A pull string was attached to the door knob hole and tied to a nail in the wall to keep the door shut.The house did have one luxury. Some one in the past dream of putting the water well next to the porch where the woman of the house would not get off the porch to get water. The house had three rooms, one was the kitchen, second was for my four brother’s bedroom, for my little brother and me slept with mother and dad. My sister would sleep in a cot in the same room with us. That particular farm in the later years we would refer to as “la casa de los alamos” meaning the house with the cottonwood trees. The house had the formation of a T. the top cross bar of the T were the two rooms; kitchen and my four bothers bedroom. The vertical leg of the T was as we would call it now would be the master bedroom, with porches east and west side of this room, and a breeze way between the three rooms.
We could stand on the east side of the breeze way, to our left 40 feet away stood one cottonwood tree, and to our right the same distance stood the other cottonwood tree. Both trees were about 60 feet apart, and about 50 feet high. There was a striking appearance of theses trees for neither had lower limbs. The first set of limbs were about 14 feet high. Overs the years some one had cut all lower limbs, and to my thinking was done to keep kids from climbing. Now to think, that my family lived in such conditions must have been at the edge of very very poor, or under the edge. I do remember Dad would always wear same blue overalls, like the grandfather in the Mccoy series. But, my Dad’s overalls had new patches of clothe sewed where the britches had been torn by too much wear. Only on Saturday he would ware kakies waist pants to go the the city of Corsicana. To fetch whatever groceries the family needed. Mother and my sister would go shopping all afternoon to sundown. Henry and I had no choice, be with then all this time. For them two to be shopping; for us would be just to be looking. Dad would be in the pool hall. Playing billiard to night fall, or until mother would get fed up waiting for him, then sent us boys to tell him that mother was ready to go home. Dad had a corn on his left little finger cause by laying his left hand on the pool table to take his turn to hit the cue ball.
The bedroom where the four brothers slept had a big hole to the attic who no one seem to care and it was always open, just for lack of maintance. Looking back we must have been the Mexican hillbillies of hee haw, to lazy to even move, if not that ignorant.

The wind charge would never be forgotten by Dad, for it was use to recharge the six volt battery that run the radio, he never do without his radio. This was a must, for there was no electricity. For light, kerosene lamp was the only thing we ever had. The wind charge was a propeller, like a ceiling fan, on edge to catch the wind. The propeller was setup on a oil derrick type tower made of wood ten feet high. That tower was the first to be setup the next day. Radio in this family, by Dad, had priority over other things.

Going back to the moving at night would make you think now that my father was stealing something.
The second day after we had move two white men and the sheriff came to see Dad. After they left, I over heard him telling mother, after she asked “ what did those men wanted.” The two men were the one’s that foreclose on the farm from our landlord, was asking for me to return the baby chick house, and the chicken pens. So I mention to them that I was working the farm on the halves and these were part of my half. They continue to insist. Then I told them that “I was going back to Mexico with my family. And further more when I am ask at the border why am I leaving the country when I have sons that in a year or so be eligible for the army. I am going to tell them because you have taken my property under the pretext that it is legal.” Right away they drop their insistence and said “forget it” and got in their car and drove away. For the country was at World War Two in the east and the west, and any person of eligible age for the army was forbidden to leave the country. Dad’s crop had been stolen, years before in another farm. On this articular farm dad felt safe with Jack Crews, the land owner.
This place that we were moved in also belong to Jack Crews, and had not been foreclose.

Oasis, SandDunes and Camels

8/2/2008

Today is the day after the eclipse. Wow, I'm still on the eclipse high.

We traveled to Dunhuang, China, a jewel in the desert. This city is only about 160,000 in population, but has the most vibrant atmosphere. Founded around the only oasis for hundreds of kilometers, in ancient times, if a caravan missed this oasis, they died.

The hotel here reminded me of a spiritual resort in Santa Fe. I will be back. When we arrived in Dunhuang, we visited the oasis, where I road a camel, slid down a sand dune and visited a pageant after dinner.


I met Khati on the 2005 Galapagos Eclipse Tour and traveled with her on the add-on tour to Machu Piccu.



Lynn is a friend I first met at the 2001 African Eclipse.

The pageant, a combination of dancing and acrobatics, tells the story of a goddess who was injured by a dragon (warlord), saved by a shepherd, married the shepherd with whom she had a daughter. After a burning of the village by the same dragon, the goddess gave her life to save the village. A famine followed and the daughter went on a quest to get holy water to bring wealth back to the land. The dragon again attacked just as she was to pour the water on the land, instead she drank the water, then spilled her blood on the land and brought back wealth and happiness back to the land. This story is apparently told in painting at the Mogao grottoes near the Oasis.

More tomorrow. Leticia

Eclipse Day August 1, 2008 - Dark Sun

Eclipse Day is here!! The day started by meeting "the boys from Texas". Background, at the "Kung Fu Show" in Beijing, John noticed a young man in the row just in front of us with University of TX T-shirt. John chatted with them and found out they were on a one month tour of Asia, with hope/target to see the eclipse. I gave them my email and China cell phone number and told them to contact me in Hami. James, one of the boys, told me he'd hoped to catch up with a group and just follow them into the viewing site. I call them boys, really young men in their 20's.

This morning at 8am, James, Dereck and Bo caught up with us. So, after talking with them I realized these guys didn't have a plan. After giving them eclipse glasses, eclipse track maps, a time table of the eclipse, and requesting our Chinese guide help them negotiate the services of a taxi driver for the day, they attempted to follow us to the Yiwu eclipse site. Sadly, security was tight and they did not get past the first check point (you needed a permit issued months in advance). With the map I gave them they were able to see the eclipse from another site.

As you can see, our site was remote. Our site near Yiwu, China, bordered Mongolia and Russia.

We took a caravan of buses to the Eclipse site near Yiwu China.

We stopped first in Yiwu, an oasis of life in the desert. An idyllic village of Yurts, cows, goats, horses, fruits, gardens, trees and green.

Then we got to the eclipse site, at the edge of the Gobi Desert. BTW, Gobi means stony, it’s a stony desert. Before 1^st contact the temperature was in the 90’s pushing 100. A bright and hot desert summer day.

Then, first contact, a nibble on the edge of the sun. Oh no!!! Clouds!!

As you can see in the following series of pictures, the light begins to wan, getting darker and darker each passing quarter hour.

A comment on the chairs. Chasing eclipses involves going to remote places, usually deserts to increase the chances of seeing one. Facilities in the desert are limited. Everything is brought onto the site, usually by the tour arrangers. One thing always limited or missing is Chairs!! The first true desert eclipse I saw in Australia, I asked will there be chairs on site, the answer was no!!

I ran out and bought two “camp” chairs like the one shown here. Now every desert eclipse, I purchase two chairs at a local (relatively nearby, in this case Urumqi) store and carry them to the site. I refer to them as our viewing equipment.

As totality approached we began to worry the clouds kept hanging around.

And around. Move clouds, move!!!

A great day, worth the 6 hours on the bus to the site and another 6 hours back to the hotel in Hami.

I hope that soon all of my friends will travel to an eclipse. At least once in a lifetime. Maybe even with me. Maybe next year, July 22, 2009 in the Pacific Ocean? If not, in 2017 on August 21st, you’ll get a chance to catch one here in the United States, and if you hang out here in Dallas until 2024, you’ll see one over head on April 8^th.

Enjoy,

Leticia

Latitude: 43:27:10 N = 43.453 deg N = 43 deg 27.162' N

Longitude: 94:50:49 E = 94.847 deg E = 94 deg 50.812' E

Ghost City and Chinese Hell

Today we started off with a safety meeting in the lounge of the ship. It turned into a sales presentation for massage therapy and acupuncture. Actually, John and I both went for acupuncture as did most of our fellow travelers. You had to everyone was wearing those smelly camphor patches so you need to wear one just for defense.

As we traveled down the river, we noticed ALL the bridge building.




We stopped at the "Ghost City" a city devoted to the "King of Hell". Our guide told us that the Chinese believe that all spirits go here after death, even western spirits. It was sort of a carnival ghost town inspired by Dante. Or maybe Dante was inspired by the Chinese view of hell.

Guild Hall and Concubine Lives

A lack luster day for the tours. Chongqing is a commercial / industrial center with it's location on the Yangtze. Our day was mainly the transfer from Beijing to Chongqing to get on our Yangtze River cruise.
We started the day with our hotel breakfast buffet, including yes, silk pupa.

Then we boarded the bus for our flight to Chongqing.

Once in Chongqing, I think the tour company had to wrack its brain to come up with a tour. So today was a tour of Concubine Beds and a Guild Hall.


Yep, I know more than I really wanted to know about Concubines and their beds. The first wife apparently had a bed with "6 tiers" to signify status, concubines had beds of different number of tiers from one to five. The wife and concubines basically lived within the "bedrooms", played mah jongg to pass the time. Remember, these were also times when they bound women's feet for beauty, not a good life. Of course it was better than being the wife of a peasant and working in the fields.

The Guild Hall tour was like a "concrete" wax museum of local merchants who set up farmers in the local area. This is the front of the Guild hall here.
Then onto the ship via a cable car system to lower us down to the ship.
More tomorrow.Leticia

Observatory and people scenes of interest

7/22/2008

In the morning we visited an observatory built in the 1600's. The Chinese were great astronomers. In these pictures are an eclipse viewing device and they recorded over 1000 occurrences of eclipses.

Also, just some other items that caught my eye. 4 boys fixing a bicycle, why upside down, I don't know, but they were so cute.


Tai Ball in the park. A take off of Tai Chi using a ball and paddle. The objective is not to bat the ball back and forth, but to catch it, keep it on the paddle with centrifugal forces and toss back gently, almost a dance.

In the afternoon, after touring, I went for a trip on the Beijing Subway alone to pick up some blouses at a tailor shop. The subway was clean, safe and well marked, so I had no trouble getting to the Silk Market and back.



Afterwards, I and other tour group members got together for dinner. We wanted something 'authentic' chinese and were recommended to a nearby restaurant, with a speciality in "hot pot". Sort of a Mongolian style soup, where you select items to drop into the very hot soup to cook.

More tomorrow.
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Summer Palace, Forbidden City, driveways

Busy day today. The Forbidden City and the Summer Palace. BTW, it's very hot and humid in Beijing this time of year. Definitely the off-season, except for the Olympics soon.
We visited the Forbidden City. A place denied to proles like us in the last century, now a tourist spot. I love revolutions.

I'm just fascinated by the intricate bas-relief work for a "ramp". So I got several pictures of them. I kept thinking, it might sell to have 'concrete' forms made of this as "drive ways" for up end home. I think it would sell.

Here a bas-relief Dragon Wall at Forbidden City.

A 24 arm Buddha for sale by the "government" at the Gov't Store. I need to research this when I get back to internet access. Part of the museum tour at the Forbidden was to sell these "treasures" to tourists. I want to research if this is for real.


We took this Dragon Boat to the Summer Palace. The Summer Palace grounds were cooler, with at several of these 'cool spots' within the long corridor. On the Grounds of the Summer Palace is the longest corridor in the world. A long covered porch mainly for traveling from place to place on the Summer Palace grounds.




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