About 1952 or maybe sooner Tiny a Chihuahua joined Far Guy's family.
This photo was taken at the house in Park Rapids in 1952.
Here is Far Guy and Tiny in 1954. This is one of those photo booth photos.
Far Guy’s Dad, Marvin loved dogs…especially Chihuahuas. One day out at the farm someone shot a rifle, Tiny got scared and ran off and hit by a car over on Highway 34, he is buried under the trees at the farm on the east side of the house. Marvin always blamed himself and had a hard time getting over Tiny’s death.
Dogs keep kids busy. Especially kids growing up on a carnival. Dogs and summertime friends.
Donny and Far Guy in 1955. Donnys’s Dad was Brownie and he ran the Merry Go Round.
This is Far Guy and Muggy in July of 1957. Muggy would live a good long time…he was 17 or 18 when he finally died. He even grew to like me in his older years.
Kids growing up on a carnival. The Midway is their playground. Everyone watched out for everyone elses children that is just the way it was.
Far Guy had jobs. He was supposed to stay sitting on the corner of the joint, but would wait for his Dad to get busy or start talking to someone and he would sneak off. He would head to the Commercial Building and the exhibits and collect all his pencils for school and what ever else they were giving away. He liked to look at all the tractors lined up on a fairgrounds…one day he got onto a tractor and the key just happened to be in the ignition…so what is a boy to do? Start the tractor and get it moving…but didn’t know how to get it stopped…so he went for a ride until someone jumped on and took over. He and his best friend Bobby Suber would sneak over to the Girl Show at night and peek under the canvas at the show until someone noticed them and shooed them away. He would hang around the ride boys and learn all about girls…and take that information home with him in the fall and enlighten all his friends in school. He could ride any ride he wanted for as long as he wanted.
Besides being a somewhat absent gofer for his Dad…he had to go for more stock, coffee…take messages to other people…etc…anyways he would work for Sam Evans a Gypsy from Fort Worth Texas in the Six Cat Joint…setting up cats. He would get sodas for the ride boys, sometimes they would give him a dime and say “Get yourself a soda.” He was the entertainment committee for all of the Fair Board Members and Committee Members kids. He took girls on rides…and won them teddy bears.
His sister Jan was a ticket seller. Flossie Evans was a ticket seller too and he used to visit with her sometimes. There was a hierarchy back then, show owner at the top, concession owners, concession workers and ride boys, gypsies at the bottom.
He is pretty sure that his Mother took him into the trailer at night after dark and would stay with him…if she didn’t he would take off and go play Blackjack with the Suber kids.
They had a smaller trailer at first and then had this larger trailer that they took from town to town…when it was through with it’s travelling years it became a lake home for Uncle Jimmy and Auntie Esther.
August 1958 Marvin, Janice, Evelyn and Gene
Most Carnival people had jobs in the winter and many were teachers. Far Guys Mom was a teacher for many years in the 1930’s and the late 1940’s.
Far Guy and his sister Jan went out on the road with their parents as soon as school was out and would come back the day before school started again in the Fall. Their Mother was usually with them…but if she had to stay out later in the Fall then they would stay with their Grandparents or Hazel Wall would come to the house to babysit them…Far Guy says she could make soup out of anything…he didn’t like soup…back them he was eating hamburgers and fries for breakfast.
Growing up out on the road (Carnival) was not exciting all the time and there were many things that Far Guy missed. He never played baseball so he never really learned how to throw a ball until we got Chance. He never got to take swimming lessons or go out for sports that started in August. He missed family celebrations, weddings and get togethers during the summer…and his girl friends always found some way to break up with him over the summer…but then again he had girls that knew him all over Minnesota, Iowa and Nebraska. ( For the record I was his first girlfriend that didn’t dump him come summer, and I met some of those girlfriends in all those towns.)