Glenns Ferry is home to the school district for the surrounding area which includes Indian Cove. However, in the thirties when my Dad first attended school after their move here from Colorado, the Cove had its own little country school in the valley, and shared it with the community church. Then, Hammett was the place to get yourself to, for school. I have no idea when the district began bus service, which replaced riding horse, using your ‘shank’s horses,’ or a Model T, as it was in Daddy’s day.
The railroad town of Glenns Ferry would eventually become school to all grades, ending my country school days at Hammett, AND the long bus rides clear to King Hill Junior High School!
We called our school bus the “yellow worm.” Our road was the last on the route into Indian Cove, so we had time to scurry when we saw it drive past for the students further on down. This changed when Evanna Hamilton was our bus driver: The bus was parked at her house there at the last stop. Then, we had only time enough to grab our books and coats when we saw it heading up towards our place!
This past couple years I began to venture to Glenns Ferry when back in Idaho visiting my family in the Cove. The Three Island Park hosted our big Hooley Family Reunion the summer of ’17. And now I would just as soon drive to stores in Glenns Ferry, as to Mountain Home. Southside Market is still there, and always has beautiful, fresh berries for me, summer or winter!
I was heading to get groceries there a few days ago and…lovely, I had time to relax and check my messages when the railroad crossing bar and bell suddenly came alive there in front of me.
Railroad crossing; Watch out for the cars. Can you spellit, without any r’s?
My Daddy taught me that one. He is 97, now, and he enjoys a ride to Glenns Ferry for a hamburger and shake at The Stop Drive -In! Some things stay the same, and we are so blessed.
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This is what Ken Kauffman says about Southside Market and how they extended credit to farmers:
I also recall local grocers allowing large farm families to charge groceries for a full year because there was no money except when the clover seed, or corn, or potatoes or other “cash” crops were sold in the fall. We always got groceries at Southside Market in Glenns Ferry from the Larsons. I wonder how in the world businesses could survive extending that much credit for that long. We were not unique in having to have that kind of credit. I recall Dad looking at the annual bill from Southside Market and saying “oy, oy,oy; $350!” That for a family of 12 for groceries for a full year. They usually gave Dad a bag of candy to bring home when he paid the bill.
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