I got really sick and the doctors asked my mom if we had any family in the Spokane area. My mom said yes lots of family. So he suggested I go to Spokane for the summer to get better. I stayed with Grandma Grandpa in Usk, Washington (just north of Spokane). I stayed with them for the three summer months of 1958. They lived in a firehouse; grandpa worked for the forest service and ran a firehouse. He had a crew of younger guys and they had old wooden lookouts on al the high peaks. Whenever there was smoke in the area they would look through a glass with a x on it like a scope, they had a 360 degree compass, they would call Grandpa on telephones and they would give him the baring and he would look at his maps and know exactly where the fire was. Then they would head out with shovels and water to put out the fire. They didn’t have any plumbing accept for a shower, which was really strange to just have water pumped in for a shower facility and that was near the outhouse.
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