At Christmastime in 1933, my Aunt Lynn (Myrtle Dobson) wrote about her trip from Portland to visit her parents, Ina and Julian Dobson, at the family farm on Russell Ridge south of Orofino, Idaho:
"I got through in good time. The train was five hours late into Lewiston and we used all the tracks north and south bank, but still I got in in plenty of time to catch the stage to Orofino. Ed Ingram came for me and we had a hard time making it in from the highway. Six inches of snow on top of soft roads. There was a heavy mantle of snow over all the trees. I got a picture of the house before the snow began to go, but we will have more, I hope."
On Dec. 31, 1933, Grandma Ina wrote:
"The snow is all gone off in a rain and dreadful reports from California over the radio last night – 12 inches of rain in 30 hours, lives lost, damage to houses, bridges, roads, etc. We never had such work before at this time of year."
And on Jan. 14, 1934, Ina wrote:
"No one here
can recall such rain and floods at this time of year ever and we had
such high winds for a week or more."
We have watched the cold and snow blanketing the U.S. on the nightly news, wreaking havoc with holiday plans across the nation. And beginning tomorrow, high temps move into the 40s with no freeze in the foreseeable future. Crazy! That’s the forecast. We’ll see what happens.
Most folks
are still getting ready for Christmas, but for us it’s winding down. Our
visiting family will leave tomorrow. We will celebrate with other family, and
then we’ll settle down for some quiet activities. KW
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