Page 34 - Ninety Miles From Nowhere

We didn’t have any water supply of our own at the cabin, so Mrs. Forman, Sarah, and I hauled a few small vessels full of water from one of Dub Evan’s windmills. One day on one of our walks we chanced upon a tiny spring up one of the small canyons near the cabin. I cleaned out the leaves and rocks, and enlarged and deepened it enough to dip a small sauce pan into it. We tried the water and found it cold and sweet — and altogether good. After that the three of us walked up the canyon at least once a day, laden with all our vessels with handles. We returned with more than enough water for one day’s use, so gradually built up our supply.
A part of each day was spent in furbishing our wood supply and both of the ladies like to help with that.
When Mrs. Forman’s and Sarah’s visit was over, I returned to Oklahoma with them.
We stopped in Elmer and spent a couple days with my parents and the three boys still living at home. Then I went on to Chickasha with Mrs. Forman where I had some dental work done by my former dentist. Mr. Forman helped me select a used car, and he picked a 1929 Chevrolet coupe which provided me with years of good service. I paid only $150 for it, and only $50 of that was cash.
That was in 1932, and the Catron County Board of Education had run short of funds. They were unable to pay us for the last two months of school so gave us vouchers until they had the money to reimburse us. The car dealer insisted that I give him a voucher and let him collect it — which he did.