I know my grandparents owned their property on Richland Avenue. The yard seemed so large when you're small. All the woods behind their house. There was s small creek that we used to play in.
Guest
21-Feb-2011 04:37
Those are good comments made by guest that are just before this entry. I can vividly remember walking down the street or alley on a Sunday afternoon before dinner and hearing the polkas playing and smelling the newly baked bread and dinners being cooked for the Sunday dinner. How fortunate I am to have so many great memories of my home town.
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guest
14-Sep-2010 13:59
This picture is great but it really does not show the Mine #40, patch town as they are now called, as it really was. Back in the day before folks could buy their house from the Berwind White Coal Co. ( in the 1960's) everyone was a renter and the houses were all the same colors, gray, green, and yellow, alternately. There were wooden fences in the front of each yard. Everyone had a nice size front porch with a swing where we sat on Sunday afternoons to watch and talk to those who were taking a walk, no one ever used the front door to the living room during the week days, we all used the back porch to the kitchen. Everyone had a good size yard with a garden in the back where clotheslines were hung along the path leading to the coal shed and to the alley where the miners walked to come home from work, because they were so dirty. As one gets older we begin to realize that it was a lot better than some folks had who were in the cities; we thought they were big timers then if they had moved from our town.
