Alleghany Reunion Picnic
(Saturday July 21, 2012)
received our old timers reunion invitation from Kathleen, and couldn't
resist joining the bunch this year. You never know who might be there
from out of the past. It turned out to be a smaller gathering, but we
always see a few people whose names we can remember. The weather was
perfect. Warm with a delightful cooling breeze.
We all brought something for the buffet.
Tim's giving us the low down on the latest. It
seems that the marijuana growers and dealers are a big problem in Sierra
County...and everywhere in northern California forests. It isn't safe
anymore. Later he asked me how I felt growing up in the foothills. I
remember looking forward to every day. That's how he felt too.
Come on...you've just got to smile Glen.
Kathleen's still doing a wonderful job getting
Fred Langdon's lookin' good, but doesn't feel like
riding horses anymore.
"Days Gone by"
Alleghany in 1938
Here's a couple of things my older sister Virginia
recalls about our life in Alleghany. There wasn't much traffic to
Alleghany. I think that once a week someone would go to Nevada City for
supplies...If someone wanted something in Alleghany, or nearby mining
camps, they could order it and someone would bring it back. I don't
remember seeing many motor vehicles in Alleghany. There must have been
about two dozen families who lived close to and in town. The biggest
social event was a movie shown in a big building down town near a
grocery storeÖ.once a month or whatever. All the ladies in Alleghany
ordered dresses for their daughterís from a traveling salesman, who only
had two choices, and didnít carry the items with him. When it came time
to go to the movie, all the little children took their seats in the
front row. When we removed our jackets, we heard the roar of laughter,
but didnít know why until we looked at each other. All of the girls were
wearing the same dress....We lived in two places. First in
town as shown in the picture. You might say it was a split level house
because of the slope, but closer and easier to walk to the school. Later
we moved to a place by the mine on the steeper hillside by the Sixteen
to One Mine where our father worked. It overlooked the creek below. The
walk to school was longer. Mom became worried when I didnít reach home
before dark....After my first walk to and from school, the wife of the
mine owner (or manager) decided to teach the children in the mining camp
along with her own. That way we didn't have to make that trek to town."
Some of my classmates in 1938, and sister Kathy,
Skippy and me.
Grandma Grace, me, Kathy and Virginia at our house
near the Sixteen to One mine where dad worked. Mom and our dog Skippy
are in the photo below.
The reunion picnic was very enjoyable, and we hope
to do it again next year. We appreciate the wonderful efforts of
Kathleen and all those who contribute to make it happen.