Excerpts from the childhood of my mother-in-law, Donna
Garver Mosey, in her own words:
“I was the seventh born of fifteen children. (The fifteenth one, William, had a bad heart
and lived only a few days.) I was born at
home, as we all were. When a new baby
was about to be born, we would go outside to play, if we could, in the old corn
crib if it was empty. There was no
telephone, so Dad would go and bring the midwife. I
remember once telling my teacher that when I grew up I wanted to have lots of
children, like my mother did.
My dad was a ‘dirt poor farmer’... One year a spark from the threshing machine
caused a fire on the barn with the crop, so there was no way to make the farm
payment to the bank. So we had to move. We moved into my great aunt Ellen Garver’s house. Not a great house, but by sleeping three to four
in a bed we kept warm.
After Grandpa Charles Garver died in 1931, we moved into the
family home on Adams Road. The main
floor of the house had a living room with a kerosene space heater, and a sofa,
and always some rocking chairs. The
first floor also had the girls’ bedroom and my parents’ room. In the lean-to part of the house it had a
pantry and laundry room and a kitchen/eating area, with a dining table to seat
twelve and a wood stove for cooking. The
second floor had only the chimney for heat, and that was the boys’
bedroom. That house on Adams Road didn’t
have electricity until the 1940s, and there was no indoor bathroom until 1946,
about the time I got married.
I started at a country school. It was 2¼ miles there, so some days, my
brother Lester pulled me to school on a sled.
Other days, the milkman saw us Garver kids and picked us up and gave us
a ride… After that we changed schools,
to the Browns Corners one room school, half a mile closer to home. That first school, Brand School, closed after
we left, since there weren’t enough students without us!
I had a lady teacher at Browns Corners School, and I loved
her. That teacher was the one who put my
name in as the one and only student from our school who was allowed to go on a
trip the Upper Peninsula by school bus.
We saw Tahquamenon Falls, Castle Rock at St.
Ignace, and rode the Mackinac ferry (there was no bridge then).”
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