Living in Evergreen 1

Living in Evergreen meant having income, finding a job. Our friends had met some people, who housed their horses at the same stalls she did. She talked to them and they were interest in Carol’s background of being an IT executive. The company had just moved to Evergreen from New York. They made clothes from Australia for the horse industry, oil skin coats, that you could ride though brush without it snagging and tearing, wool Bluey coats woven so tight they said you could put a cigarette out on it and not leave a burn hole.

They needed someone to help them set up back office computers. Carol met with them and was hired. Not too many IT executive in Evergreen. We had income. Next move, a place of our own to live. We found a nice two bedroom apartment with, a wood/coal burning stove. We were now living in Evergreen. So, we started working on our plan, her working while I focused on writing.

The wood burning stove reminded me of when I was growing up in Peoria. My grandmother owned a boarding house, today called bed and breakfast. Many blacks stayed there, because they couldn’t stay in the downtown hotels. Met some very interesting people, like Nat King Coles’ brother, business men, and black politicians. It was a big double green house with two entries.

It was heated with two large coal furnaces. My job was keeping the fires going overnight. Which meant banking the fire so it would burn over night. I didn’t realize how important that was until the fire went out. Starting an new fire in the winter mornings when people were cold and hollering about it was not fun. Unlike wood burning, it took time to re-start a coal fire, more it seemed when people were upset at you.

But the wood/coal burning stove we had in the apartment heated the whole place. It was easier to start because you could just do the wood burning and be warm.

We had a deck around three-fourths of the apartment. It was an amazing sight to sit on the deck watch elk coming down the mountain because of snow in the higher elevations.

We bought some very good quality second-hand furniture, seems like a lot of people that worked for oil companies lived there. The industry was experiencing a downturn and people had a lot good stuff for sale.

The offices of company that Carol worked for was above a bar. Which was perfect for the company. Found out early it takes a lot to out drink Australians. They could drink until 4 am and be ready to work at 6 am.

We had a place to live other than the car and income. It wasn’t home yet, would it be?

J Publications, Inc. 2013