Back to St. George

In 1943 Dad had the good fortune to get the garbage disposal contract for this new community. Unfortunately for hi he had that alcohol problem.

Elvin told me the farm I remembered going to with Dad so he could feed some pigs from the produce picked up during grocery store pickups was the old Whitney ranch and it went with the sanitation job.

Dad sold out after 6 months for a small sum to the Basic High School custodian who I am sure became a millionaire after we went back to St. George.  This was ever a thorn in Mom's side knowing they could have been rich!

Back to no indoor plumbing and a roof that leaked. Dad was never home when it rained and never listened to Mom's complaints about the leaking roof.

Finally Dad was there during a cold winter down pour. We had pots, pans, cans, bowls, cups, anything we could find sitting under the leaking spots through the house an on beds. It was hard to find a spot to sleep without getting soaked.

At least the roof was fixed!