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Buggy Ride

I thought today I would share some more of my father's history. I will give you some background so you will know what is going on. Rose, and the kids all are living in California at this point of time. She is married to Alanzo, and they decide to take a trip to Idaho to visit with Johann, or John my grandfather. Rose and John are divorced at this point of time. So Rose, Alanzo, Win, Mikki, Ed, Eva, and Jack took this trip or at least started to go to Idaho. Win, my father describes the vehicle they are taking as a 1925 Dodge pickup flat bed, something like the movie "Grapes of Wrath", they pack up the bedding and kids and they slept on the seats or ground or whatever. There was not the option of hotels etc. Now I will quote from the history.

"So here we are driving down the road. No top on it or nothing. No nothing it's just a windshield there in front that's all. So we were sailing down the road. Had a flat tire. Managed to get it fixed. In those days when you had a flat tire, you took it off patched it right there and put it back up on. And pumped it up.

Well we got down the road a piece and then we had another flat tire. And we managed to get up to Olan, California with that car in that condition. With about three flat tires. And a...we...finally the tire went out, and we couldn't patch it no more. There was nothing left, and we had no money to but another tire. So we pulled in along the canal there. And we had some kind of a little shade for a tent that we put up next to the car. And that's where we'd do our cooking and things.

For the rest of the living we'd sleep in the car. And where ever we could find a place to sleep. Seemed like we found a guy there that had a car that was enclosed, and he had a bunk inside of it. But there was a lot of people camped along there. That was where there's no place else to stay, so it was a regular open air camp place. But it wasn't officially like it is now. You know they have camping places, but this didn't have any such thing at that time. It was right beside a big canal. We used to do our swimmin in the canal, had a lot of fun there.

What we did was go out and pick fruit. And that's where we got our money to get our groceries, and things like that. Seems like we had a pretty good time. And enjoyed ourselves there. But a I don't want you to forget about the Grapes of Wrath. If you haven't seen it, you ought to see it. Cause this was exactly the way we traveled. And that picture of that car where they rode in the Grapes of Wrath, was exactly like the one we had. And it looked just like it piled up with all the things we had on the running boards, or where ever we could get it on.

Well we finally wound up with a contract to go up a little further north, and pick some almonds for a guy. And that was an almond tree, and I don't know if probably you never picked almonds. And probably you never picked prunes, but you pick em from the tree. What you do is lay down canvases. And then you'd have a soft big maul hammer, and you'd swing it. And hit the butt of the tree. And that shakes em off. Shakes em down onto the canvases. Then you roll em in that on slant. Then you pull the canvas over onto the slant, and that puts it in boxes automatically. That's how we did it. I guess they've got machines that do it now. That's how we did it at that time.

So in the evenings we had this place where we stayed to pick the almonds. There was an old house there and we kind of stayed in there for most of the time. Only we didn't sleep outside. But they had a buggy out there. And that buggy attracted our attention. We used to play with that. We'd get it, an push it, and roll it. Somebody would guide it, and the others would ride it. We seen a little hill over here to the side of it. And so we decided that we would have a litttle extra fun. And so we struggled for all that we was worth to get up to the top of that hill. And the buggy had a long shaft on it for the horses...horse... team of horses. And that's what they used to pull it and guide it. We'd didn't know what to do with that. We didn't want to take it off that's for sure. So we took a rope and we tied it up all so it wouldn't be on the ground. And a my sister and brother got on to the seat. And they were to be the guide...and there was not guide to it, really they was to be up on the seat. And the other two sat on the buggy. And I sat right on the rear of the buggy. And I gave it a shove and let it go. Then I hopped on.

Well we was really rollin down that hill. I want to tell ya. And we was screaming to the high heaven. And we got just about to the bottm, and the shaft rope broke, and let the tongue right into the ground. And it pushed the buggy up in the air and rolled it over. And I fell off the buggy and pretty soon the clip come down and hit me on the shoulder...And I guess that was my brother. He lit right on my shoulder we flew throught the air.

Well I don't know how we kept from getting killed on that one. But we didn't. And we really...we sneaked the buggy back from where we got it from. And told nothing to my mother about it. But that was quite a show. It have been nice if we had a movie picture of that one. But they was screamin to high heaven on the way down that hill. We had quite a bit of fun and pick a lot of almonds while we was there. And that was a good experience. From there we went back...back to Modesto. The welfare I think paid part of the way or something. I can't remember how we got there, but I do remember this much that they didn't have any place to put us. And so some of us had to go into the children's home or the detention home for over night to stay."

Article written by
Debbie Wilkins, as told by her father, Winford Threewood "Win" Failner
April 8, 2000

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General Sources

  1. Debbie Wilkins
    Rose Florence Thompson family article Written by Debra Wilkins A Grand-Daughter August 2, 2000
  2. Debbie Wilkins
        I thought today I would share some more of my father's history. I
    will give you some background so you will know what is going on. Rose,
    and the kids all are living in California at this point of time. She is
    married to Alanzo, and they decide to take a trip to Idaho to visit with
    Johann, or John my grandfather. Rose and John are divorced at this
    point of time. So Rose, Alanzo, Win, Mikki, Ed, Eva, and Jack took this
    trip or at least started to go to Idaho. Win, my father describes the
    vehicle they are taking as a 1925 Dodge pickup flat bed, something like
    the movie "Grapes of Wrath", they pack up the bedding and kids and they
    slept on the seats or ground or whatever. There was not the option of
    hotels etc. Now I will quote from the history.

        "So here we are driving down the road. No top on it or nothing. No
    nothing it's just a windshield there in front that's all. So we were
    sailing down the road. Had a flat tire. Managed to get it fixed. In
    those days when you had a flat tire, you took it off patched it right
    there and put it back up on. And pumped it up.
        Well we got down the road a piece and then we had another flat
    tire. And we managed to get up to Olan, California with that car in
    that condition. With about three flat tires. And a...we...finally the
    tire went out, and we couldn't patch it no more. There was nothing
    left, and we had no money to but another tire. So we pulled in along
    the canal there. And we had some kind of a little shade for a tent that
    we put up next to the car. And that's where we'd do our cooking and
    things.
        For the rest of the living we'd sleep in the car. And where ever we
    could find a place to sleep. Seemed like we found a guy there that had
    a car that was enclosed, and he had a bunk inside of it. But there was
    a lot of people camped along there. That was where there's no place
    else to stay, so it was a regular open air camp place. But it wasn't
    officially like it is now. You know they have camping places, but this
    didn't have any such thing at that time. It was right beside a big
    canal. We used to do our swimmin in the canal, had a lot of fun there.
        What we did was go out and pick fruit. And that's where we got our
    money to get our groceries, and things like that. Seems like we had a
    pretty good time. And enjoyed ourselves there. But a I don't want you
    to forget about the Grapes of Wrath. If you haven't seen it, you ought
    to see it. Cause this was exactly the way we traveled. And that
    picture of that car where they rode in the Grapes of Wrath, was exactly
    like the one we had. And it looked just like it piled up with all the
    things we had on the running boards, or where ever we could get it on.
        Well we finally wound up with a contract to go up a little further
    north, and pick some almonds for a guy. And that was an almond tree,
    and I don't know if probably you never picked almonds. And probably you
    never picked prunes, but you pick em from the tree. What you do is lay
    down canvases. And then you'd have a soft big maul hammer, and you'd
    swing it. And hit the butt of the tree. And that shakes em off.
    Shakes em down onto the canvases. Then you roll em in that on slant.
    Then you pull the canvas over onto the slant, and that puts it in boxes
    automatically. That's how we did it. I guess they've got machines that
    do it now. That's how we did it at that time.
        So in the evenings we had this place where we stayed to pick the
    almonds. There was an old house there and we kind of stayed in there
    for most of the time. Only we didn't sleep outside. But they had a
    buggy out there. And that buggy attracted our attention. We used to
    play with that. We'd get it, an push it, and roll it. Somebody would
    guide it, and the others would ride it. We seen a little hill over here
    to the side of it. And so we decided that we would have a litttle
    extra fun. And so we struggled for all that we was worth to get up to
    the top of that hill. And the buggy had a long shaft on it for the
    horses...horse... team of horses. And that's what they used to pull it
    and guide it. We'd didn't know what to do with that. We didn't want to
    take it off that's for sure. So we took a rope and we tied it up all so
    it wouldn't be on the ground. And a my sister and brother got on to the
    seat. And they were to be the guide...and there was not guide to it,
    really they was to be up on the seat. And the other two sat on the
    buggy. And I sat right on the rear of the buggy. And I gave it a shove
    and let it go. Then I hopped on.
        Well we was really rollin down that hill. I want to tell ya. And
    we was screaming to the high heaven. And we got just about to the
    bottm, and the shaft rope broke, and let the tongue right into the
    ground. And it pushed the buggy up in the air and rolled it over. And
    I fell off the buggy and pretty soon the clip come down and hit me on
    the shoulder...And I guess that was my brother. He lit right on my
    shoulder we flew throught the air.
        Well I don't know how we kept from getting killed on that one. But
    we didn't. And we really...we sneaked the buggy back from where we got
    it from. And told nothing to my mother about it. But that was quite a
    show. It have been nice if we had a movie picture of that one. But
    they was screamin to high heaven on the way down that hill.
        We had quite a bit of fun and pick a lot of almonds while we was
    there. And that was a good experience. From there we went back...back
    to Modesto. The welfare I think paid part of the way or something. I
    can't remember how we got there, but I do remember this much that they
    didn't have any place to put us. And so some of us had to go into the
    children's home or the detention home for over night to stay."
  3. 1920 Census
    1920 Census - Jerome, Idaho - January 7, 1920
    |fm|sa |h# |Name              |rel    |h|s|r|age   |m|    |    |sc|rd |wri|birth  |father  |mother  |trade |type        |em|f#|twp          |pg |date
    |fm|175|178|Failner, John     |Head   |R|m|w|50    |m|1903|1910|  |yes|yes|Germany|Germany |Germany |farmer|general farm|oa|86|Eden precinct|36b|January 21, 1920
    |  |   |   |Failner, Rosa     |Wife   | |f|w|21    |m|    |    |no|yes|yes|Akansas|Missouri|Missouri|none  |            |  |  |             |   |
    |  |   |   |Failner, Winford  |son    | |m|w|4 2/12|s|    |    |  |   |   |Akansas|Germany |Arkansas|none  |            |  |  |             |   |
    |  |   |   |Failner, Margarite|daugher| |f|w|1 6/12|s|    |    |  |   |   |Akansas|Germany |Arkansas|none  |            |  |  |             |   |
    |  |   |   |Failner, Edny     |son    | |m|w|9/12  |s|    |    |  |   |   |Akansas|Germany |Arkansas|none  |            |  |  |             |   |
    

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