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Notes
By P. L.
The moon was almost down
and the sun was bidding for
supremacy the other morning
when I woke so suddenly it
startled me into wondering
who’d called my name! The
awakening was so complete that
all thought of further
futile, so I breakfasted” hit
the road for a nice long ride
ahead of the day’s heat. a
_ Up Highway 20 I rambled and
over to Lake Tahoe just as the
area was coming alive to the
new day’s offerings. The waters
of the Lake were deceptively
placid at that early hour and
dotted here and there with tinysailing craft just setting out on
the exploration of the day. —
Loath to leave that splendid
scene too early, I took the long
way around to :Stateline and
Highway 50. Stateline never
sleeps..like old Virginia Street
in Reno and the famous “Strip”
of Vegas..that’s where the
action is and that’s were you'll
find the diehards. hardly conscious, but still jousting the
windmills of fate over the
gaming tables. _
_ The seemingly endless “motel
row’ bordering the Lake was
alive and crawling with arrivals
and departures..and the
thought flitted thru my mind
that there was something
livelier about the arrivals than
could be noted in the :
There was a fair trickle of
traffic heading generally
Westward over Highway 50
when I finally got around to
choosing that route homeward
bound. I’d at a coffee
shop just long enough for a bit of
‘wake-me-up-again beverage
and to make the less than
desirable acquaintance of a
_ string of panhandlers..all
wanting “‘bus fare home.”
Believe it or not, there were
some tiny bits and pieces of
snow still visible in the higher
reaches above that spectacular
route; no one was in too much of
a hurry so seeing the sights was
easy to accomplish. And. bv the
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time I’d reached Placerville I’d. ©
worked up a reasonable facsimile of an appetite for luncheon. Found a small cafe on a
side street..and for the life of
me I can’t. recall its
name..where I was served one
of the best baked ham sandwiches found anywhere in many
a moon. It was accompanied by
an equally good potato salad,
some crispy fresh carrot sticks,
several big ripe olives and a
slice of very good tomato, plus”
excellent coffee with free
refills yet all for $2.25 plus tax!
Oh, yes..forgot to mention that
the bread in the sandwich was
freshly made on the premises.
What more could one ask? The
reason for having to wait nearly
30 minutes for a counter seat
was fairly obvious after I got my
order filled and had tasted
it.my guardian angel must
have patronized._the place
previously, because she (he? ) or
something kept me standing in
line after patience had almost
deserted me.
It had warmed up considerably by the time I ambled
into old Coloma, so I found some
nice cold beer and a shady spot —
and sat back to indulge in one of
my favorite occupations..‘“‘people watching”’.
And there were plenty of them to
watch!
It was a typical, hot summer.
Saturday in that ‘melting pot”
of faces from faraway places. I —
noted vehicle licenses from
practically all 50 States and one
very elegant camper bore plates
from British Colutnbia. Therewere six well-equipped motorcycles parked near my resting
place and all had Baja
California plates on them.
Where their riders were at that
* moment I couldn’t say..but it
would have been interesting to
see what they looked like after
riding that distance on those
contraptions.
About two o’clock I got behind
the wheel again and headed for
home, well satisfied with my
day ‘‘away from it all.”’ There’s
just no place like Northern
California for variety in sight‘. seeing..it’s all here; all you
have to do is look around you
and boredom or weariness takes
a powder.
Alvan Roderhizer
on Alaskan patrol
Coast Guard Radarman Third
Class Alvan L. Roderhizer, son
of Mrs. Lawrence Fore of Grass
Valley, and whose wife Linda is.the daughter of Mr. and Mrs.
James Sweeney of Grass Valley
has left Honolulu aboard the
Coast Guard Cutter Mellon on a
two-month Alaskan fisheries
patrol.
The primary mission of the
378-foot. vessel during the cruise
is the. enforcement of. U.S.
fishing treaties and agreements.
A 1967 graduate of Northeast.
High School, Ft. Lauderdale,
Fla., he joined the Coast Guard
. in May of 1972.
2 The Nevada County Nugget Wed., Sept. 4, 1974
Off The Cuff} . Rough and ‘Ready N ews
By Fay Dunbar
Fairs bring out hidden talents and accomplishments. The Wm Franks, who are next
door neighbors, raise beautiful Milking Shor’ thorn cows. It was-a pleasant surprise to learn
that the four cows they entered at the Fair
brought home (5) five ribbons. Mrs. Franks
favorite,,Mary Jean, was one of the two Senior
cows. One of Mary Jeans babies Ann, now grown
and entered also with her first baby, won a Blue
Ribbon. The.baby, third generation, won a 4th
place. Then the whole family were entered in a
Class called Produce of Dam and won 2nd place.
The other Senior cow was from another blood
line. She too won a second place.
Bill and Hepsi are the third generation of
Franks to live on and run this family farm. The
Farm won State wide recognition a couple of
years ago for being managed and lived on for 100
years by the same family. Bills father, Manuel,
and Manuels father, John, have farmed there
since 1868. In the olden-days they raised all the
produce necessary to maintain a family. Hepsi
raises a beautiful garden and I have some
tomatoes, vine ripened, to prove it. Manuel
Frank had converted the Farm activities to
Dairying. He did harvest some hay. At one time,
Manuel told me, they plowed and planted corn in
the rich meadow land.
Manuel used to bring. me some marvelous
apples. He said the tree had been when
he was a boy. We have some very old apple trees
hidden in the brush on our hillside. I suspect they
were carried there by birds. But I have often
wondered if they could possibly have been
planted by Johnny (Appleseed) Chapman. He is
thought to have come through here with his
pouch of Apple seeds sometime in the early
1800s. Johnny was the hero of many legends. He
was born about 1775 and died 1845.
Last week was my week for GOOD tomatoes. .
Mrs. Kenneth (Leona) Wright sent me some.
Mrs. Hugh Brown from Grass Valley also sent a
few. I-have also been fattening up -on corn.
with butter its my favorite vegetable.
Good neighbors sure are a blessing. Theirvegetables don’t even taste like those things I
buy at the grocery.
The Nevada County Newcomers held a
picnic in Pioneer Park last week. We were all to
wear interesting hats. Among the most unusual
ones was one resembling a chicken. Another was
made of a Chinese basket lid decorated and tied
on with a ribbon under the chin. The prize was
won by Mrs. Alice Licht of Rough and Ready. It
was made on an inverted plastic serving dish
with the dip bow] used as the head cap. It was
artistically decorated with flowers and ribbons.
It was interesting to note the other three ofus from Rough and Ready wore straws hats like
farmers or at least covered with fresh garden
vegetables. Alice brought two guests, her
granddaughter Laurie Licht dnd her friend
Bruce.
Last week was a busy one. There was
another trip to Graniteville with members of the
Historical Society. This time Mrs. Almyra
Baker Hansen of Sacramento (except in the
summertime) formally gave the mining
equipment from: the old Baker mine to the
Society for display at the Museum. On our way
home we stopped to visit Mr. Poage. He invited
us into his beautiful old fashioned parlor. He
advised us the.Parlor was in the new part of the
home it was only about 80 years old. He had
gorgeous gold framed pictures of members of
_ his family on the walls. His father came to this
_ country in 1 from Kentucky. His mother was
born in North San Juan. They still don’t have
electricity in Graniteville. Mr. Poage uses gas
lights. If you decide to go for a picnic someday
be sure and stop at the Forest Service Camp just
before your reach Graniteville.
My clock just struck 1:00 a.m. but there are
still a great many cars going by on their way
home for the big weekend. Another of my last
weeks experiences was an evening trip to Chico.
We came home at 2:00 a.m. I think we were the
4
;
only ones on the road between here and
. Labor Day weekend to me means
the beginning of School. Ready Springs completed its new enrollments a week ago. When
school starts, can winter be far behind! Its crisp
outside tonight. That ol’ Harvest Moon is shining
light as day. Made myself a cup of hot broth to
get me through.:
Sincé our American families seemingly
have turned the raising of their children over to
the public school system it was hopeful to read
that bit about the new Multi-Culture classrooms ©
in a San Francisco school. Among the observers
mentioned attending there was an Israeli-Arab.
He is developing a plan for the Arab and Jewish
children of Nazareth. Their problem in that area
is particularly difficult. In these multiculture
classrooms the children are taught about their
own culture and about the many other cultures
of the world around them. It is hoped in this way
they will build pride in their own ethnic heritage
and learn to accept and respect the customs and
uniqueness of others. A little child shall lead
_them. After all as one theacher said people are
the same the world over. Music and even food
from other cultures is helping to bring. understanding even to we adults. Who can resist
the charm of an Irish Ballad or a Hebrew Chant
or the smell of Pizza or for that matter a Cornish
Pasty.
One of the voung ladies I registered at the
fair was Mrs. Debbra Ingraham. She told us
proudly that her greatgrandfather-in-law was
Josiah Royce. She said they had been told the
story of his living in a tent where the Grass
Valley Library is now. I picked up the Historical
Bulletin on Josiah Royce and it seems like the
*great philosopher, son of Josiah and Sarah
Royce was born in a tent at that location. Josiah ©
was born on November 20, 1855. Grass Valley
had become a prosperous town earlier in that
year but it suffered its most devastating fire on
September 13, 1855. In that one dreadful night
over 300 buildings covering an area of about 30
acres was swept away. Thompson and West says
“About an hour after an astonished sun had
gazed upon the scene of desolation, a frame
shanty was seen moving down the hill from the
west end of town. Slowly but surely it advanced,
and was backed up against Wells, Fargo and
Co.’s brick vault, which was still standing
among the ruins. In a few moments ‘Old Block’
appeared with a ten foot scantling, on which was
rudely painted Wells, Fargo and Co.’s Express
Office. In less than eight hours after the cry of
fire had alarmed the midnight air; ‘Old Block’
stood smiling behind his counter, amid the
smouldering ruins and with the ground still
warm beneath his feet, ready as he said, ‘to
attend to business’.”” How could they lose. Rough
and Ready suffered two such firés. The first
came on June 28, 1853. Two streets with some 40
buildings were burned but were immediately
rebuilt better than before. There was still plenty
of gold. The town burned again on July 8, 1859.
Only the Odd Fellows Hall, the Downie House,
Gilhams Store, and three or four other buildings
were saved. Our town was not rebuilt this time
as before. To quote T and W again ‘Where once
stood some 300 houses, stores, saloons, and
shops, Masonic Hall, Odd Fellows Hall, and a
town throbbing with busy life, are now some two
dozen houses scattered about a single store.”
Hope you are all going to see the Constitution Day Parade Sunday, Spetember 8. Our
Constitution was drawn and signed in less time
than it has taken to add our new Pension
security law. Of course our Constituion, including its Amendments (Bill of Rights) is not so
long. The Constitutuional Convention was the
assembly of delegates at Philadelphia, May 25Sept. 17, 1787 which framed the Constitution of
the United States. The completed work of the
Constitutional Convention was transmitted by
the Congress of the Confederation, Sept. 28, 1787
to the several states for ratification. It became
the ogi law of the land at that time, Sept.
28, 1787. ;