"My summer went by so fast I don't remember much about it. I did the everyday things like cook, clean and wash clothes. I tried to do as much as I could even though it was hard because of my illness.

Walter brought me and some other people to pick salmonberries upriver. He asked us where to go, and Ruth said, "Where there are lots of little trees." Coming back home we stopped to make a fire and cooked hot dogs. That was the only boat ride I went on this year, but it was good to be out.

A couple of weeks ago, Dora and I went part of the way up Pilcher Mountain with a 4-wheeler to pick berries. We followed the new dump trail, then cut off and went over two hills. We went almost half-way up the mountain. An hour and a half later, we headed back home. On our way down we stopped to talk to Paul Buster who was looking through binoculars on his 4-wheeler. Dora asked him what he was looking at, and he answered, "You didn't see the brown bear?" Dora replied, "No, was there one?" Then Paul said they had seen a little one yesterday.

This year I got lots of berries. Gus picked salmon berries for me and Ruth and Daisy picked me lots of blue and black berries.

I didn't get to cut any fish this summer or go camping. I only went out to pick berries twice. We always had to keep track of my younger son, Curtis, because he liked to run away. Every day Curtis said he wanted to get ready to go to Gramma's house or to go see Uppa. Sometimes he wandered over to Brian's. Most of the summer we had to go looking for him somewhere.

It took me awhile to get my cooking stove installed. I kept on ordering the wrong parts. Same with the bathroom.

I think my girls liked the summer better than I did because they didn't have to watch Curtis all the time."