Model T

I can remember when we had a really old car. It was a Model T and anything could be fixed with baling wire on it. One morning we were a little late getting ready for school and it was bitter cold out. We lived on the old Wilson place. It was back in beyond Rose Valley and near the Wallis Run. We had about a mile and a half to get to the bus. Daddy worked on the car and got it running. We piled in (5 of us) and off we went. Got part way down the hill and the ice got so bad on the windshield Daddy had to stop and scrape it off. We missed the bus so he had to take us all the way to school. School was 30 miles away so you know there was some cussing and swearing!! He had to stop every so often and scrape the windshield all the way to Montoursville. We made it to school on time though and boy was I glad to get out of that car!! They don't make cars like that anymore. It would go anywhere, almost.

He and my Mother went shopping at Christmas Time. I was with them. We shopped all day and when we came home we came up the "back" way as it was shorter. We got to the bottom of our hill (mile long) and there was just a path in the snow. I told Daddy I would go up the hill and get the boys to bring the horses down to tow the car home. It would never have made it up the hill in the snow as it was just too deep.

My brother had told of a wildcat he had heard in those woods and so when I started to walk, just barely dusk, all I could think of was that darn wildcat. I never heard it but every rustle of the trees and such made me tremble. I made it home okay and the boys took off with the horses to bring the car up the hill. They were chuckling as they had only plowed a path for the kids to walk home from school, never thinking Daddy would want to drive up that hill. Oh well, we made it home okay.