I was a very little girl, my Father was sent to
to manage a lumber yard there. We
lived up over the office until my Father could build his own house.
I do remember my brother and I climbing over stacks of lumber,
digging into tar barrels and chewing it.
Later after our house was finished, I remember helping Mother,
playing in our lovely yard, garden and in the barn.
We had a cow, and lots of chickens that I loved to feed.
I was a very lonely child most of the time as my brother was always out
playing and doing Boy things and Mother thought I should stay inside most
of the time, I had a lot of pretend friends.
One time, I was about three and half or four, I ran away from home
to visit a pretend friend, or just to go, I don’t recall.
One of Mothers friends gathered me up and took me home, so I really
didn’t get very far.
As I grew up Mother still
kept me close to her and I could only play with children of her friends,
most of whom had no children my age, all much older.
Then when I was about nine (1913) we moved to a little town called
Eufaula, Oklahoma, where my Father and an Uncle put in their own lumber
yard, and I was at last allowed to go to school.
then was allowed to have friends my age, that was wonderful, but didn’t
last very long as Mother became ill and we left and came to
. Life became lonely there
especially since Mother being bed-ridden all the time.
Part of the time we were able to have a woman come in and help with
the house work, but most of the time I did the bed making, dish washing, a
lot of the cooking and cleaning up. Some
times my brother would help with the dishes.
But except for the 3 months after he had surgery, he was in school
too and afterwards helping my Father in a small grocery store he had taken
over shortly after we went to
That time was my first
experience of the ocean and of course couldn’t go to the beach alone –
only with a friend of Mothers who had three children of her own, all
younger that I. We were in
for about 2 years (1918 – 1920).
In the mean time, my Father had gone back to
to another lumber yard and when Mother was able to be up, we followed.
Life there was the same except Mother was up and about most of the
time. Then after about a year
there Mother decided it was time to move again, and we should get a farm.
Well my poor Father was not meant to be a farmer, but he did work
hard at it, and at a very bad time as that was the beginning of the “Big
Dust Bowl”. Every thing
dried up and burned – even the water.
So after a year and half, and Mother sick again, we left and came
I did learn to sew and
cook under Mothers guidance and that was good for me.
When I was 12 I was sent to a boarding school in
. It turned out to be a sort
of detention home for wayward girls, but there were also nice girls there.
I didn’t stay but three and a half months.
That was plenty long enough!!
After returning to
, I went to
and there I completed high school, and did about seven or eight months
college work in Home Economics.
is where life really changed as there is where I met your Grandfather,
married and started my wonderful family.
End of girlhood and enough said!
May 1985 age 81)
Eunice Ann Reed
Eunice Ann Reed was born
May 2nd, 1904 in Lamont, Oklahoma, to Alpheus Scott, and Mary Emma
(Irvine) Reed. Eunice married Eugene Francis Phelan in 1924
had seven children –
Eunice Died in January
1990 and is buried in Escondido, California
Eunice and A. Scott Reed
GRANDMA WAS ROCKING CHAIRS AND GOLDIE BIRDS,
WHOLE WHEAT TOAST WITH JAM THAT HAD LOTS OF SEEDS IN IT THAT STUCK IN MY
GRANDMA HAD LOTS OF SNAILS AT HER HOUSE AND AN
OLD WRINGER WASHER MACHINE.
SHE HAD DUCK PENS AND CHICKEN COOPS, AND A FIELD
BEHIND HER HOUSE WHERE BILLY SAID GOLF BALLS GREW.
SHE HAD A PARK DOWN THE STREET WHERE BILLY’D
PUSH ME TO FAST ON THE MERRY GO ROUND AND I’D THROW UP.
GRANDMA HAD A BIG OCEAN NEAR HER AND A HALF NAKED
LADY THAT SAT ON HER SHELF THAT USE TO EMBARRASS ME.
SHE HAD ROSE COLORED DISHES AND A COOKIE JAR THAT
WAS ALWAYS FULL.
SHE HAD A ROSE BUSH I FELL IN ONCE AND BEANS YOU
HAD TO SNAP INTO TO COOK.
GRANDMA WAS FOREVER CORRECTING MY GRAMMAR AND
TELLING ME NOT TO BE SASSY.
SHE MADE US WRITE THANK YOU LETTERS AND LEARN
TABLE MANNERS, BUT SHE ALWAYS HAD ICE CREAM TO GO WITH IT.
GRANDMA HAD CURLY HAIR THAT WOUND ITSELF AROUND
SHE WAS PICNICS AND RIDES, BIG SMILES AND ROSY
SHE WAS HOMEMADE APPLE SAUCE AND RUBBARB, COOKIES
AND FUDGE. SHE WAS BABY QUILTS AND AFGHANS, TABLECLOTHS AND HAND MADE
GRANDMA PRETENDED NOT TO KNOW I WAS PREGNANT
BEFORE MY WEDDING, AND SHE WAS SO HAPPY TO HEAR ABOUT IT WHEN I FINALLY
SHE WAS CARD GAMES AND SCRABBLE, TRIVIAL PURSUIT
AND EVEN POKER.
SHE HELD MY PEDESTAL UP SO HIGH I WAS AFRAID OF
FALLING OFF. SHE WAS KIND AND GENTLE, SWEET AND GOOD, ORNERY AND EVEN
SHE SHOWED HER FAVORITISM OPENLY AND LAVISH HER
CHOSEN WITH LOVE AND JOY. SHE MADE YOU SPARKLE AND SHINE WHETHER YOU DID
SO OR NOT, AND YOU FELT GRACED BY HER AFFECTION.
I KNOW - BECAUSE I WAS ONE OF THOSE CHOSEN FEW
AND FEEL SAD FOR THOSE OTHERS NOT SO BLESSED.
I WILL DEARLY MISS HER, FOR IN HER EYES I COULD
DO NO WRONG. I ALWAYS FELT WARM, SECURE, BLESSED AND LOVED; WRAPPED IN HER
ARMS LIKE A COCOON OF GRACE. HER MEMORY WILL LIVE ON WITHIN US
by Suzi Terrell