The first house was nice, flat and adequate, built upon this land before statehood, where the grass was never mowed, but cut, and wrapped in string tied bales.
Where the firewood played a part each day, rolling up the boiling water, and biscuits cooked through the heat of summer and the cool of winter, and fresh gathered eggs and coffee made the day the brightest one yet.
Children were a must among those who lived back then, and when more and more were added, then more and more room needed built. Just off the back, the second house was born, to the place that raised the children, and bedrooms shared by many, took the place of that tiny piece of land, giving them the roof they needed, and the walls they lived with, and the Mama and Daddy they needed for the structure.
It’s old, it’s creeping downward, it’s windows are gone, and it’s doors have been taken, but it watches, oh lord it watches .
Ralph E. Peck
Photography by Terry Wasson
Near
Covington Oklahoma
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