The
only women employed by Pine Logging at the camp worked as servers in
the cookhouse. That isn’t to say the wives had a life of leisure.
Keeping house, raising children, cooking, and laundry occupied much of
the day, but time could be found to visit among the other wives, or
read, or take the children swimming at the creek. There was some radio
reception but of course there was no TV. For two weeks every year,
several of the women ran a Vacation Bible School for the children of
the camp. This was a beloved event every year for decades. The Reverend
Brooks was a Baptist minister who lived in Auberry and he was also
responsible for the Dinkey Creek area and for overseeing the Vacation
Bible School, although oftentimes young Baptist ministry students or
missionaries in training would assist. The heart of the program,
however, were the women living in the camp. They were the teachers and
counselors also made sure that cookies and Kool Aid were always served.
Modern
conveniences were limited, the men worked and the children played in
the dirt, the very fine, powdery volcanic Sierra dirt. In 1955 clothes
were washed by boiling them in pots over a fire, in a wringer washing
machine, or for the fortunate few, in one of the newer tumble action
washing machines. Clothes dried on the line. Millie Long, whose
husband worked at the mill, did laundry for the single men in camp. A
big washtub set over an open fire and filled with clothes was a fixture
in her backyard, as were her clotheslines.
Meals were prepared
on wood cook stoves although propane stoves were becoming more popular.
Unlike propane, wood stoves had a constant and free source
of
fuel. During the fall and spring wood cook stoves were a pleasant
source of heat for the house, and pipes coiled alongside the back of
the stove provided hot water for bathing. It also meant that the stove
had to be working every day in time to heat enough water for after work
showers, even on hot days. Wood cook stoves also required a constant
source of fuel, bringing the wood scraps from the mill, chopping the
wood, keeping the wood box filled, and getting up in the morning to
start the fire to cook breakfast.
Because the entire household
moved twice a year, in the spring and the fall, there were various
arrangements regarding household belongings. A sizeable portion of the
household belongings were packed and moved, including furniture,
bedding, clothes and kitchenware. For example, until late in the 1950’s
the Emmert household packed up the entire kitchen and tableware (except
for the cast iron pans used on the wood stove), all the bedding,
clothing, the washing machine, and most of the living room furniture.
Left in the cabin were the beds and clothes dressers, the dining table
& some chairs and sofa. Other families had variations of the same
major move each season. Over the years newer items in the houses in the
valley allowed older items to remain in the cabins and the moves became
less extensive. Of course the houses weren’t completely mouse proof so
it was always exciting to see if there were any baby mice nesting in a
mattress in the spring. One year the cabin front door was locked in the
fall and the next spring had rusted shut. It probably wasn’t ever
locked again.
We
used to feel sorry for the kids who had to go to summer camp. We lived
in a summer camp. We could play outside every day in the dirt, on the
rocks, among the trees, go fishing and swimming in the creek, set up
forts and playhouses in the trees nearby our houses and play hide and
go seek every evening, We would get really, really dirty. 1955 was in
the middle of the baby boom and somewhere in camp there were usually
several children about the same age to play together. The relatively
secure camp setting allowed children to roam about the camp quite
freely during the day in the residential section and down to Glen
Meadow creek.
Using the materials at hand, one favorite game was
to construct forts and other edifices built out of the wood scraps from
the woodpile. With two flat sides and of lengths from several inches to
two feet long, the boards could be stacked up 4 or 5 feet high,
depending upon the skill of the builder, and have windows and gun holes
and opening for doors. The longer boards served as lintels over the
openings. Enemy invaders were known to knock down the buildings on top
of the defending inhabitants but all escaped relatively unscathed at
the end of the day. The wood blocks were also good to use as bulldozers
to make roads when playing with cars in the dirt. Add a little water
and it was possible to make houses with roads running around them for
the cars to drive on.
Another very fun place to play was on
the hillside outside the cabin in the drainage water from the kitchen
sink. Dams could be constructed and lakes
would fill and a sudden
rush of water could necessitate a side canal to keep the dam from
overflowing. There were endless possibilities for playing in the dirt,
water and mud from the kitchen (and shower) drain, to the horror of
several of the mothers.
Playing around the mill site was
dangerous and strictly off limits. Occasionally, with an adult in
attendance, we could sit on the bench at the mill and watch the boards
being sawn. Teenagers were allowed to pull wood scraps for firewood
from the chain leading to the burn pile. That chain feeder to the open
burn pile is the same one that’s there today going up into the teepee
burner.
Teenagers world expanded beyond the camp to hiking and
fishing in the nearby creeks, jeep rides into the back country, and the
eternal teenage quest of seeking out the opposite sex by driving
through the campground and visiting the other lumber mills, the pack
station, and residential sites for the construction crew building
Courtright and Wishon Dams.
The teenage population dwindled as
they became older and could work during the summer. There were few
employment opportunities in the area for anyone under the age of 18 (18
was the minimum age for employment at the mill and in the woods) and so
older teens sometimes stayed in the valley where they could find
employment.
See also the excerpts from Montie Day’s memoir that is part of the Pine Logging Oral History – Emmert Family