Elbert Jr., Rena, Dad & Mom
Once when I was little, and we'd finished hoeing in the fields, I was eager to drive home and begged my dad to drive. He laid the hoes across the bumper with the handles sticking out. I put the car in reverse, turned too sharply, and sheered off the handles against a fence post. I was embarrassed, but he just laughed.
Once I decided to make a trolley by stretching a wire from the wind mill platform to the chicken coop corner post. I threw an ox yoke over the wire, grabbed both sides, and shoved off. I must have had some idea about stopping myself against the coop with my legs. On the way down, I realized I was moving way too fast. I was pretty fortunate with the sudden crash against the 8' x 8' post at the end.
I would help dad by pumping the bellows to heat our forge. Dad most commonly used the forge for heating plowshares to sharpen them. To shape the edge sharp, Dad would use a maul to beat the shares against an old railroad tie that we used for an anvil. (recollections by Elbert Dean, Jr.)
Rena Mae, Elbert Earl, Elbert Jr.
Elbert Sr., Elbert Jr., Lillie Mae, Elbert Foster
September, 1935
Elbert, Elbert Earl, Rena Mae
(Written on Back of Photo: Aunt Mineola gave me this today. I thought you would treasure it more than I)