Idaho Memories

Autumn in Almo, Idaho is a beautiful time of  the year. Warm days, cool nights and  on a clear night, the moon and stars all shined like diamonds. No city lights out there. In this beautiful setting, I made my entrance into the world. Mother delivered all her babies at home with the exception of her last child, and she was born in a hospital. My birth was attended by my Grandmother Alice Rice and some of my aunts. I am the eighth child out of ten and with the exception of two little sisters who died as infants, we have all lived to be young seniors.

We lived on a ranch nestled in the mountains where there was a large rock formation called the Castle Rocks not too far from Grandmother's ranch. She lived just west of us and we spent many happy hours there as well as at home. There were several apple trees near the Rocks and Mother would send us there to gather some apples.We did so with some trepidation as the Rocks were home to large cats, Cougars or sometimes called Mountain Lions. One of us kept a look out for a big cat but don't know how we thought we could escape, they could run faster and climb a tree faster. We were never confronted by one thankfully, but we did run into a Bobcat now and then.