**Note** My Grandpa, Alfred Tennyson Vaughn, wrote several articles that were published before his death July 25, 1999. We didn't know they existed, until I did some family searching on the net and they came up. They were published in 2000 after his death and are no longer available/searchable. Recently, My mom gave me a stack of Grandpa's poems. There are literally hundreds of them. In that stack are several continuing stories about his growing up in Entiat and his family
Needless to say, since I didn't know these were out there, I was in tears when I saw them. They are a cherished gift from Grandpa, who was a wonderful writer and poet! We love and miss you Grandpa!
You can find the first parts of these series here:
"That old house" that I called home for fifteen of my beginning years, implanted formative, lasting memories of a loving family, of laughter and tears.
Discoveries of loving, caring parents, providing necessities of life each day protecting, teaching, showing the way; learning to deal with sibling rivalry.
A wood "T" frame house my father built to accomodate a growing family and farm;
single level with attic too; outside cellar, wood-shed, icehouse, shop and barn.
Drop board siding, browned with years; shingles layered in rows from eaves to peak, trimmed on corners up to the eaves. Smoke puffs from chimney to the humble life speak.
Wainscoat paneling lined one side and back; a strip with hooks for coats and hats; a party line phone, deerhead and clock were on the wall near the living room at back.
One bedroom, then two, living room, family and dining room, porch on back, kitchen and pantry with table, shelves, sifter, bins, room for flour and sugar no lack.
One big table for family, with leaves to add for company meals, quite sound used for study, for business or games and whenever needed to gather around.
Kerosene lamps and lanterns provided light for reading and study, fun and games. For feeding livestock and milking the cows after dark and carrying water too, it seems.
The old Monarch woodstove, warming oven above, baking oven below, water tank on side, It cooked many big meals, popped corn, heated water for laundry and baths besides.
The Seth Thomas clock had a pendulum, and had to be wound and set each week. Party wall phone with receiver on hook. Bells and hand crank to ring, then to speak.
Row of fruit trees tween the garden and lawn. Bing, Lambert, Royal Anne, Crabapple tree; 20 oz Pippen at the end by the house; all shading the lawn with the Silver Maple tree.
Large yard out back, crossroad center, house to woodshed, garage, clothesline full, chickenhouse with fenced yard, and path running around for outside patrol.
Our house was a home in every way, where nine children grew up learning to pray.
We were taught the value of honest heart and mind; of doing our best every day.