Thursday, December 4, 2014

Early Day Views of Garland Wyoming



Garland was about seven miles from where we lived in Penrose and was our mailing address all the time I lived at home.  I remember when there were still some stores there when I was little that Mom took me there to buy some overshoes in one of the stores.  It seems like there was a  boardwalk.  I also remember going with Grandpa Wasden to see Isaac Wasden who was living in one of the abandoned stores for a time.  The corner lot by the telephone pole became a general store that was still open when I was in high school.  We stopped there occasionally for Nehi grape soda.  The Garland postoffice was a little tiny structure somewhere near where these tracks are where for decades "Joe Bob" Cubbage dutifully tended (and read our postcards, maybe?) our mail which was then delivered by Ezra Lewis, or "Ez" as we called him on a long rural route that he serviced for many years. The highway from Powell to Lovell came down the street then lined with telephone poles, turned south, (on the left side of the photo), and that is the way that we ultimately got to Penrose.  Gail Burke ran a well patronized traditional blacksmith shop that we often needed repairs from.  Now, nothing is left and Garland sees only the ghosts of its former proud existence.

4 comments:

Elizabeth said...

Ann has memories of going to the post office and hearing all of the bay chicks - what a lot of din in a small place. Of course, Ez brought ours, and honked his horn to tell us to get down to the mailbox and get them..

Judy said...

The summer before I was engaged, I would stop at the post office in Garland on my way home from working in town, to see if there was a letter from Bob. That way I would get it a day earlier than if delivered in the mailbox at home.

Ann said...

If Ez left the chicks by the mailbox it must have been a very warm day. I only remember going to Garland with Mother to pick them up.

Louise Blood said...

I remember the boardwalk, thought it was pretty cool (but probably didn't know that word in those days.) I remember going with Grandpa. I stayed with Pat Burke when they were living in Garland. I remember the hotel.