Jennie Lind Ahroon - Memories Written by her Son, Lester Allen Ahroon
My mother told me several times that it was her great hope and desire that her children finish high school. When she got married, she never dreamed that we would receive 90 years of education. I don’t think my mother had very much education. I don’t know whether or not she finished high school. She had a desire to learn, for in her later years, after she finished all of her house work, she would go to the home of a professor who was giving a review course in great American books, and she would study those books.
She loved to learn and she loved to read, but she spent most of her life in the kitchen cooking and taking care of her husband and five children – four boys and one girl. Her great joy was to cook something for us that we liked and which she remembered feeding to us as children.
She, like her mother, I would say, was the dominant partner in her marriage. What allowance and other money we received, was from her. I don’t remember my father every giving me a dollar. She never had very much money and what money we kids received came from her shopping money. Mother was the one to whom we took our problems because Father was busy trying to make a living.
Mother was always busy. After she did her dishes at night she would always have something to do. We were never forced to do dishes. All I remember being asked to do was to carry the milk bottles out and put them on the front steps or maybe to carry out the garbage. She loved to crack nuts on an old iron while we sat in the living room around the center table. We only had one light in the whole living room. She would be cracking nuts while we talked. We didn’t have a radio until about 1929. There was a “Victrola” on which we played some records occasionally.
Mother loved cooking and fine sewing. She made smocked and fancy dresses for my sister Nancy Jane. Father did only the heavy sewing. Mother would make fine linen handkerchiefs for us. I still have some. She embroidered our initials on the handkerchiefs in her own handwriting.
When I was a little boy, Grandmother would send a seamstress from her establishment to our house. I happen to remember her name: Nanny Ott. She would stay with us for two weeks, making clothes for us boys “Buster Brown” suits and navy suits. I think ready-made clothes were not available except from Sears Roebuck. In those days we always thought that Sears Roebuck was solely for the farmers, not for the city people. There was no local Sears store. I remember that Father took me to his own tailor for my first couple of suits after I grew up.
Mother loved to bake cookies. She prided herself on how thin she could make her Christmas sugar cookies. I remember as a little boy I would help her in cutting and dressing the cookies with citron, cherries or other toppings. She would store them in a large lard tin. We kids could have probably polished off a large tin in five minutes if she would have let them loose. One year she forgot one can and we didn’t find it ‘til the fourth of July. Boy, did those Christmas cookies taste good in the middle of the summer!
We never had any soda pop as such. Mother would buy Hires Root Beer Extract, add water and sugar, bottle it, and let it ferment. The fermentation caused carbonation, but sometimes the bottles would blow up. It was the only pop we had.
My mother told me several times that it was her great hope and desire that her children finish high school. When she got married, she never dreamed that we would receive 90 years of education. I don’t think my mother had very much education. I don’t know whether or not she finished high school. She had a desire to learn, for in her later years, after she finished all of her house work, she would go to the home of a professor who was giving a review course in great American books, and she would study those books.
She loved to learn and she loved to read, but she spent most of her life in the kitchen cooking and taking care of her husband and five children – four boys and one girl. Her great joy was to cook something for us that we liked and which she remembered feeding to us as children.
She, like her mother, I would say, was the dominant partner in her marriage. What allowance and other money we received, was from her. I don’t remember my father every giving me a dollar. She never had very much money and what money we kids received came from her shopping money. Mother was the one to whom we took our problems because Father was busy trying to make a living.
Mother was always busy. After she did her dishes at night she would always have something to do. We were never forced to do dishes. All I remember being asked to do was to carry the milk bottles out and put them on the front steps or maybe to carry out the garbage. She loved to crack nuts on an old iron while we sat in the living room around the center table. We only had one light in the whole living room. She would be cracking nuts while we talked. We didn’t have a radio until about 1929. There was a “Victrola” on which we played some records occasionally.
Mother loved cooking and fine sewing. She made smocked and fancy dresses for my sister Nancy Jane. Father did only the heavy sewing. Mother would make fine linen handkerchiefs for us. I still have some. She embroidered our initials on the handkerchiefs in her own handwriting.
When I was a little boy, Grandmother would send a seamstress from her establishment to our house. I happen to remember her name: Nanny Ott. She would stay with us for two weeks, making clothes for us boys “Buster Brown” suits and navy suits. I think ready-made clothes were not available except from Sears Roebuck. In those days we always thought that Sears Roebuck was solely for the farmers, not for the city people. There was no local Sears store. I remember that Father took me to his own tailor for my first couple of suits after I grew up.
Mother loved to bake cookies. She prided herself on how thin she could make her Christmas sugar cookies. I remember as a little boy I would help her in cutting and dressing the cookies with citron, cherries or other toppings. She would store them in a large lard tin. We kids could have probably polished off a large tin in five minutes if she would have let them loose. One year she forgot one can and we didn’t find it ‘til the fourth of July. Boy, did those Christmas cookies taste good in the middle of the summer!
We never had any soda pop as such. Mother would buy Hires Root Beer Extract, add water and sugar, bottle it, and let it ferment. The fermentation caused carbonation, but sometimes the bottles would blow up. It was the only pop we had.
Jennie Lind Ahroon - Memories Written by her Son, Lester Allen Ahroon
My mother told me several times that it was her great hope and desire that her children finish high school. When she got married, she never dreamed that we would receive 90 years of education. I don’t think my mother had very much education. I don’t know whether or not she finished high school. She had a desire to learn, for in her later years, after she finished all of her house work, she would go to the home of a professor who was giving a review course in great American books, and she would study those books.
She loved to learn and she loved to read, but she spent most of her life in the kitchen cooking and taking care of her husband and five children – four boys and one girl. Her great joy was to cook something for us that we liked and which she remembered feeding to us as children.
She, like her mother, I would say, was the dominant partner in her marriage. What allowance and other money we received, was from her. I don’t remember my father every giving me a dollar. She never had very much money and what money we kids received came from her shopping money. Mother was the one to whom we took our problems because Father was busy trying to make a living.
Mother was always busy. After she did her dishes at night she would always have something to do. We were never forced to do dishes. All I remember being asked to do was to carry the milk bottles out and put them on the front steps or maybe to carry out the garbage. She loved to crack nuts on an old iron while we sat in the living room around the center table. We only had one light in the whole living room. She would be cracking nuts while we talked. We didn’t have a radio until about 1929. There was a “Victrola” on which we played some records occasionally.
Mother loved cooking and fine sewing. She made smocked and fancy dresses for my sister Nancy Jane. Father did only the heavy sewing. Mother would make fine linen handkerchiefs for us. I still have some. She embroidered our initials on the handkerchiefs in her own handwriting.
When I was a little boy, Grandmother would send a seamstress from her establishment to our house. I happen to remember her name: Nanny Ott. She would stay with us for two weeks, making clothes for us boys “Buster Brown” suits and navy suits. I think ready-made clothes were not available except from Sears Roebuck. In those days we always thought that Sears Roebuck was solely for the farmers, not for the city people. There was no local Sears store. I remember that Father took me to his own tailor for my first couple of suits after I grew up.
Mother loved to bake cookies. She prided herself on how thin she could make her Christmas sugar cookies. I remember as a little boy I would help her in cutting and dressing the cookies with citron, cherries or other toppings. She would store them in a large lard tin. We kids could have probably polished off a large tin in five minutes if she would have let them loose. One year she forgot one can and we didn’t find it ‘til the fourth of July. Boy, did those Christmas cookies taste good in the middle of the summer!
We never had any soda pop as such. Mother would buy Hires Root Beer Extract, add water and sugar, bottle it, and let it ferment. The fermentation caused carbonation, but sometimes the bottles would blow up. It was the only pop we had.
My mother told me several times that it was her great hope and desire that her children finish high school. When she got married, she never dreamed that we would receive 90 years of education. I don’t think my mother had very much education. I don’t know whether or not she finished high school. She had a desire to learn, for in her later years, after she finished all of her house work, she would go to the home of a professor who was giving a review course in great American books, and she would study those books.
She loved to learn and she loved to read, but she spent most of her life in the kitchen cooking and taking care of her husband and five children – four boys and one girl. Her great joy was to cook something for us that we liked and which she remembered feeding to us as children.
She, like her mother, I would say, was the dominant partner in her marriage. What allowance and other money we received, was from her. I don’t remember my father every giving me a dollar. She never had very much money and what money we kids received came from her shopping money. Mother was the one to whom we took our problems because Father was busy trying to make a living.
Mother was always busy. After she did her dishes at night she would always have something to do. We were never forced to do dishes. All I remember being asked to do was to carry the milk bottles out and put them on the front steps or maybe to carry out the garbage. She loved to crack nuts on an old iron while we sat in the living room around the center table. We only had one light in the whole living room. She would be cracking nuts while we talked. We didn’t have a radio until about 1929. There was a “Victrola” on which we played some records occasionally.
Mother loved cooking and fine sewing. She made smocked and fancy dresses for my sister Nancy Jane. Father did only the heavy sewing. Mother would make fine linen handkerchiefs for us. I still have some. She embroidered our initials on the handkerchiefs in her own handwriting.
When I was a little boy, Grandmother would send a seamstress from her establishment to our house. I happen to remember her name: Nanny Ott. She would stay with us for two weeks, making clothes for us boys “Buster Brown” suits and navy suits. I think ready-made clothes were not available except from Sears Roebuck. In those days we always thought that Sears Roebuck was solely for the farmers, not for the city people. There was no local Sears store. I remember that Father took me to his own tailor for my first couple of suits after I grew up.
Mother loved to bake cookies. She prided herself on how thin she could make her Christmas sugar cookies. I remember as a little boy I would help her in cutting and dressing the cookies with citron, cherries or other toppings. She would store them in a large lard tin. We kids could have probably polished off a large tin in five minutes if she would have let them loose. One year she forgot one can and we didn’t find it ‘til the fourth of July. Boy, did those Christmas cookies taste good in the middle of the summer!
We never had any soda pop as such. Mother would buy Hires Root Beer Extract, add water and sugar, bottle it, and let it ferment. The fermentation caused carbonation, but sometimes the bottles would blow up. It was the only pop we had.
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