Hey genea-bodies - it's Saturday Night - time for more Genealogy Fun!!!
Your mission, should you decide to accept it, is to:
1) Find the last genealogy book that you have read cover-to-cover or from which you learned something about genealogy. Write a complete source citation, and transcribe the first paragraph of the Introduction.
Well I seldom read any book from cover to cover any more, too busy to set down that long, but I did recently read the book "The McGoldrick Lumber company Story 1900-1952" by Jim McGoldrick, 2004 by Tornado Creek Publications. It actually did not have a lot of writing but a lot of pictures so it did not take very long to go from cover to cover.
First two paragraphs of the introduction
On June 24, 1998, my wife Milaine and I were invited by Glenn Mason, executive director of the Eastern Washington State Historical Society, and the Board of Trustees to attend a "Special Evening" at the Hotel Lusso to meet with Steve Anderson, director of the Forest History Society of Durham, North Carolina.
We learned the purpose of the occasion was to initiate a concerted effort by the lumber people gathered there to collect as much as possible of their company's records, history and memorabilia before they were lost forever. The object was to assemble and build a major historical category in the Cheney Cowles Museum (now the Northwest Museum of Arts and Culture), thereby preserving this important part of local history for coming generations.
My dad came to this area in the early 1920s and first worked as a cooks helper in a logging camp in North Idaho. Later on he bought a Model T truck and built a rack on the frame and with a solid tire trailer started hauling logs for some jippo loggers. Some of the logs he hauled ended up t the McGoldrick lumber mill on the Spokane River near present day Gonzaga University. Just as my dad was getting pretty sick the Northwest Museum of Arts and Culture was having a display of logging and one of the things they were interested in was the camp cookhouse. I was going to take him down to the display so he could look at it but he died soon after that and I never got him to see it. I did get down to see it and when I saw it I knew he was never in the cookhouse they pictured in their display. That cookhouse was a big tent built on a floating raft that floated down a river with the logs. My dad had grew up in eastern Montana and was pretty much afraid of water, the cookhouses he helped in were built in the woods on very dry land.
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