Ruby Ray Tangreen Zufelt
I had a playhouse out back and there was a bunch of oak brush growing right next to the tent. I had a big rag doll. I remember lifting her up and putting her on top of the oak brush for a cradle to hang her up. I played around a little while and started back to get her and there was something ugly under the bush. I went, “Mother there’s something awful ugly under this bush where my doll is.” She went out and it was a rattlesnake. She called a neighbor man to come and kill it. I remember seeing it all coiled up under the bush and I didn’t know what it was but it was awful ugly. I didn’t even want to go close and get my doll. I guess Dad was moved to Stores in the winter, then back to the farm in the summer time.
(After that) we lived in a little log house in Wellington. I’ve got the picture of the log house with Mother holding Ireta and Vern was little. I was just coming home from school and these people, photographers, came around and they took pictures of all the little old shacks in town and sent them back east. Mother found out later, the pictures were used as postcards showing Dwellings of the Mormons. They didn’t show the pretty yards or any thing, just the houses and people. They sold them on the street as postcards. I guess Aunt Earla must have got a hold of one. (See photograph in this report.)