Dad's Diary June 28 and 29

June 28
1934 - Worked till the lite went out last nite at one. Chee Chie-boo was here in PM and brought over some candy after supper.

1935 - Drove Ted Metcalf's truck from the rock crusher to camp. There is going to be a CCC at Simnasho. White people.

1936 - Caught 30 fish in the creek. Was warm today.

1937 - We are going to HeHe Butte lookout. Looked it over via Old Mill and Schoolie. Had an awful electric storm. Hot.

1938 - Finished the gates. Just took it easy. Went over to Jessie's after supper.

June 29
1934 - Worked on time slips all nite. Went riding in afternoon with Reva and Ethel. Fred left.

1935 - Pay day. Drove a government Ford dump truck to the Agency and brought Catherine back. It sure is good to have her with me.

1936 - Got my fish pole and jeans today. Warm but windy.

1937 - Hi (Hiram Smith, Mom's dad's brother - m) and I fished at HeHe and Old Mill Creek. No fish. Was cooler today. Got paid $38.40. Rover has sore feet. (Rover was a wonderful dog. He looked like a black collie. Dad had him before they were married. I believe he lived to be about 17, so most of us 'kids' got to know and love him - m)

1938 - Spent most of the day on the Butte. Got a young duck this evening.
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2009
Yesterday we took the War Pony to The Dalles, about 90 miles north of here. It's our favorite short trip to take for a hamburger at Burgerville. We splurged on bacon cheeseburgers - they are the best there, and the ride is pretty fine as well.

Parts of the old road from Warm Springs to The Dalles can still be seen. My parents traveled both roads quite often. Mom was raised at times on the Columbia River where her family lived for probably hundreds of years. We went there for years until it was flooded by The Dalles Dam in 1958. Then the trips to The Dalles were mostly for buying fish, not catching them. History - it's mightly interesting . . . . .

The weather was great. It's been sultry, but yesterday the temperature was in the upper 70's F, just right. I wore my new motorcycle gloves the Lone Ranger got me for my birthday. They are perforated, cooler than my riding to Laughlin in the winter gloves.