“Hoke” Denetsosie, Navajo Indian Artist
Post Cards Published 1949 by L.H. “Dude” Larsen.
Illustrated by “Hoke” Denetsosie
The corn chopper is down for the second time today. I just returned from Powell, Wyoming on a parts run. I don’t take any photos when it’s a rush job. Come to think of it - it’s always a rush job. The card above shows the type of driving I had to do. I couldn’t believe all the tankers and tourists on the gravel road. The card below? Well, just because. . .
September 20th, 2005 at 7:10 pm
Sounds like a typical day. Hope you are back together and going again in the morning. We finished today. Over 800 truck loads.
But the hay conditioner is out of the swather the fourth time since noon. Apparently we haven’t got it figured out yet. Everyone is back in the shop tonight. I was hoping they could take an evening off soon.
Loved the post cards. bonnie
September 20th, 2005 at 10:48 pm
The guys are still at the shop here. I’m calling it a night now.
September 21st, 2005 at 5:50 pm
“Western Boulevard” reminds me of driving on the Apache Trail from Apache Junction to Canyon Lake (which is the answer to the bumper-sticker question: “Where the Hell is Tortilla Flat?”). A drive not for the faint of heart, as the trail (originally built to send supplies to Roosevelt Dam when it was being built over 100 years ago) clings to the side of the Superstitions with a 500-foot drop to the bottom–and no guardrails. (Not even a stone wall to keep one from going over the side.) The road is paved from AJ to Tortilla Flat (the restaurant there burned down several years ago, but has since been rebuilt–tin roof and all), but the dirt road goes on to Roosevelt, about 15 miles away. Being a devout coward, I passed on that part of the drive.
Kirk (along with my four-footed backseat driver, The Queen of Sheba)
September 21st, 2005 at 5:54 pm
That second card reminds me of a time I was offered a motorcycle ride home from campus when I was in college - only my jeans were too tight to swing my leg over. We leave for Seattle tomorrow morning early - plane leaves at 6 a.m. Be back Sunday. Daughter will be in charge of her own dog - Hee, Hee. Will be interesting to see what condition the house and yard are in when we get back. She is microchiped, city tagged, and I introduced her to the dog catcher here in Laurel, just in case. If only border collies were that simple. Right, Sugar? Linn
September 21st, 2005 at 9:38 pm
great postcards, as usual