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Wednesday, July 13, 2005

"you......the bows....your children as living arrows are sent"

It was a magnicent dinner and birthday party hosted by Bridgid And Summer in honor of Daniel Gene Rye.Summer made the corn bread and the birhday cake and a good time was had by all.
A friend of my Mother, Caroline Leland accompanied us to California from Minnesota. She was to care for Angela and Randy before and after the birth of Daniel. I believe it was about 2:30 in the afternoon on the 12th of July that I arrived at Riverside Community Hospital just in time for Dan's birth. The next day as I was working at my summer job as a laborer constructing a golf course I enjured my back as I and a big fellow were moving a tree. He stepped into a hole and the entire weight shifted to me. So on the second day of Dan's life both of his parents were in the same hospital. Somehow or other my Mother in Minnesota got in touch with her brother in Califorina who informed my Mother that he also lived in Riverside. So the first visitors that Donna and I had in the hospital was lost long Uncle Tommy and his California wife, Lilillian..
When we were released from the hospital we returned to our 2 bedroon rental a stones throw away from the railroad tracks. That made Donna and I and our three children, plus Caroline. Then our teacher friend and his family, the Ottesons, who had taught with us in Worthington and ended up in the same school in Riverside asked if they could stay with us until thier home becamae available.That added two adults and five children to our humble abode. Our landlady, a little tiny retired piano teacher rented to us one Sunday after church. She approved of Anglea in her Sunday best but maybe some doubts entered her mind when she saw Randy playing in the water that was running in the curb. But Randy smiled and she approved the deal. Needless to say, when she came by one day to collect the rent we had to hustle a half dozen or so bodies into the back yard.
I could get blue cross insurance without a physical if I showed up the first day of school. I could barely walk and I stood up against the wall every time class passed so I wouldn't get bumped and yes I made the muster the first day.I don't know if the proxiimity to the railroad affected Dan or not but he became a great lover of trains and as we traveled around the country in the early days he became real animated when a train appeared.While we're speaking of trains several years later the children had the opportunity courltesy of Harris Dept Store to ride the railroad up to Lake Arrowhead and Santa's village. The store provided chaperones and the parents were able to spend four hours shopping at the store. Who would let the children do that to-day? Well, when they returned we were waiting by the train as a long,long line of children embarked. I guess Dan thought the line was moving to slowly and he thought his brother Randy was in front of him and he gave him a good hefty shove.Unfortunately for Dan it was not his brother and the kid took a swing at Dan. He missed. By this point in time we had a movie camera and we caught it live, Won't we ever let him forget it?
We attended a local Lutheran church and the Sunday School nursery teacher made the kid's sing hymns all hour long. It was long before Dan ended up joing us in sitting through the church service.
We were paying $85 a month for rent and in California if you were a Vet you could by a home for $100 down.
At one tract the broker said that he would give me a job I we bought a home. We did. We moved into a 3 b.r. home with 1and 3/4's bath and our payment was $87 a month.We put in a dichondra lawn the the kids help plant flats of angleworns in the decomposed granite soil and a woven wire fence was put up in the back yard and the kids could run free in the sprinklers all year round. This was 1957 and not many of our relatives back home had indoor plumbing yet so we didn't dare to mention the bathrooms.. God willing , the Danny boy saga will contiue.

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