day 3 of
memories of 2005
this one was when the guy who got me into blogging in the first place asked me about Harry Truman who was the man who lived at MT. St. Helens's before it blew...
THURSDAY, MARCH
10, 2005
Dave
remarked to one of my additions to his comment area, on Mt St. Helen's blowing
in 1980, that this would be blog worthy. Don't know if it is or not. But at
least it will be a return memory for my kids who read this. At least they
better read this...lol...
The story of Harry Truman would be pretty short... as we only talk a short
time.
It was in 1966, we had taken the kids to Spirit Lake
for fishing at the end of June. It was warm enough that they did some swimming
after fishing. Then we were ready to head home. My husband at the time, was
from Washington
state, and we had just moved there about 6 months before. He knew there was
snow further up the road, towards the summer resort. So we took the kids up for
a treat, after all where can you go swimming one minute and a few minutes later
be playing in the snow. So when we got to the snow edge, we let the kids out to
play. I was close to having # 5 child. While we were playing in the snow, a
gentleman came down the drive way to the road where we were at and introduced
himself as the cabin's owner. Harry Truman. We talked about how beautiful of a
day it was. And he was getting ready for the 4th of July push of tourist. He
talked about the hiking and how close it was to the lake for the people. We
asked him if they were open in the winter. He said they didn't get many in the
winter. Mostly cross country skiers. And not many of them, so they were not
officially open. But that he and his wife stayed there. Then we thanked him for
his time,and gathered up the kids. He said good bye as he return to his work,
and told us good luck with the new addition we were expecting. He was very nice
and sweet man. I would say he was about 60 ish at the time. The next time I saw
him was on television, while we were in Rhode
Island and they were interviewing him about leaving
the mountain. I believe his wife had passed away by that time. I wasn't really
surprised that he wouldn't leave the mountain, as he had a great love for the
area.
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