The soon-to-be, if not all ready legendary Bill Jones is back with a recollection from his childhood. We can’t thank you enough, Bill. We try to imagine what life was like in our community from the old photos I post. You were there. I’d encourage others with memories they’d like to share to send them along. Bill’s remembrance follows. DH
5 Generations Saved from Deer Creek – 1933
Valley School, 2nd Grade, spring 1933 happened. I was new in school and had new friends. It took three of them to get me into the fire escape tube that swirled down to the street. That was the big adventure at Valley School. I loved it once I understood it.
My buddies said, “Warm day, let’s skinny dip.” I had no idea what they were talking about and too timid to ask. We raced down to Deer Creek and it looked adventurous! Suddenly everyone was shedding their clothes and all the boys jumped in. I couldn’t resist and joined them. Great fun until my foot got entangled in an old orange crate and I couldn’t get free. I was small but my buddy “Benny” saw my hand waving frantically and dove down to release my foot. Dick Andrews said, “You almost drowned kiddo.” After we got dressed in our damp clothes, I gave Benny my nickel allowance and told him it was his reward. He said, “Popsicles for us both.” We were friends for life.
Two weeks ago, I celebrated my 90th birthday with five generations. My great-great-grandson is 15 months old and my pride and joy. I fathered five daughters and three sons–scores of wonderful, brilliant grandchildren. Each time we drive by Deer Creek, I give thanks both to my Lord and little Benny for the most wonderful family that might have ended eight decades ago. Bill Jones