Welcome to The W. C. HILL FAMILY Blogspot. This branch of the Hill family was established May 12, 1901 near Sylvester in Jones County, Texas when Frances Myrtle “Frankie” Coggin wed William Claborn “Willie” Hill. Between 1902 and 1919, seven children were born to the couple: Andrew Darwin Hill, William Wallace "Red" Hill, Orvel Francis Hill, Alton Jackson "A. J." Hill, Elsie Lou Hill Smith (my maternal grandmother), Jewell Faye Hill Winter, and Alfred Lavell "Fritz" Hill.
For me? I don't recall ever having seen this picture! So I'm really glad to see it now. The horse probably has to be Minnie, but the color here looks light enough to be palomino. Just a defect of the photo, probably.
On seeing this again, I see Papa wearing a business suit with a matching hat, and cowboy boots! What?
Rail thin, prominent chin, trousers tucked in (to show his new Christmas boots?) I don't remember cowboy boots. I remember high-top, lace-up shoes.
It's cold. He's wearing gloves, and there are no leaves on the trees. He's facing the barn to the west, the roof of which is visible in the top photo.
Both my parents and some of my aunts and uncles smoked. But not in Mama Hill's house! They walked 50 yards north of the back door to get behind the barn, by the haystack, and relieve their addiction. They'd huddle, tell jokes, and laugh. Then with cigarette stink on their breath and clothes, they'd go back inside. Mama Hill had to have smelled it, but I never heard her fuss about it. She was glad to have all the family home for a visit.
At times, my cousins and I went behind the barn separately. We'd tear off a strip of cedar bark from a fence post, fire it up, take in some smoke, and cough. I was so dumb, I did that on three separate occasions. Couldn't understand the grown-ups' enjoyment of smoking.
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ReplyDeleteFor me? I don't recall ever having seen this picture! So I'm really glad to see it now. The horse probably has to be Minnie, but the color here looks light enough to be palomino. Just a defect of the photo, probably.
ReplyDeleteOn seeing this again, I see Papa wearing a business suit with a matching hat, and cowboy boots! What?
ReplyDeleteRail thin, prominent chin, trousers tucked in (to show his new Christmas boots?) I don't remember cowboy boots. I remember high-top, lace-up shoes.
It's cold. He's wearing gloves, and there are no leaves on the trees. He's facing the barn to the west, the roof of which is visible in the top photo.
Both my parents and some of my aunts and uncles smoked. But not in Mama Hill's house! They walked 50 yards north of the back door to get behind the barn, by the haystack, and relieve their addiction. They'd huddle, tell jokes, and laugh. Then with cigarette stink on their breath and clothes, they'd go back inside. Mama Hill had to have smelled it, but I never heard her fuss about it. She was glad to have all the family home for a visit.
At times, my cousins and I went behind the barn separately. We'd tear off a strip of cedar bark from a fence post, fire it up, take in some smoke, and cough. I was so dumb, I did that on three separate occasions. Couldn't understand the grown-ups' enjoyment of smoking.
Bud