Down in the Wash 3

May 8, 2009


henry county, indiana

henry county, indiana

my dad always worked out of town. he built electric power plants. i spent a lot of my summers as a kid living in remote, small, roadside motels near whatever job my dad was working on at the time. almost always, it was near the ohio river. sometimes, we got lucky and the motel would have an outdoor swimming pool. my sister lynne and me must have drove our mother crazy, a lot of the time there wasn’t much to do.

 when dad got off work, he would take us out to dinner. i remember the home cafe in marysville, ohio. it was a tavern/restaurant and probably where the guys went to have a beer after work (although dad never drank alcoholic beverages). i liked going there because my root beer was always served in a frosted mug.

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4 Responses to “Down in the Wash 3”

  1. Lynne Says:

    Most of my memories are of the Clifty Creek Motel in Madison, IN. The pool was enclosed with glass which at the time I thought was very cool. And of course the Trolley Barn with the old fashioned soda shop and all that candy.

    I also remember going to dinner at a restaurant and we would have the petite filet mingon….. Where was that? The Steer?

    • julayne Says:

      i think the clifty creek power plant in madison, indiana was probably the biggest job of dad’s career. he rebuilt that from the ground up after it was LEVELED by a tornado. i remeber he had an ariel photograph of the twisted steel. i wish i knew what happened to that photo. do you remember when he and mom drove us around and we looked at all of the destruction in madison and hanover, indiana? i can recall seeing giant trees uprooted! it gives me goosebumps just thinking about it. i also remember someone telling me the story of when the the tornado crossed the ohio river, you could see the riverbottom.i never can remember the year, it was either 1972 or 1974.

      i remember the hilltop motel was owned by a really nice couple and the woman also had a dress shop in madison. her name was nina. mom loved those old river towns. i remeber going to the lanier house and it had that cool sprial staircase. the restaurant/bar that dad took us for the filet mingon was called the ‘dark horse’.

  2. Lynne Says:

    Oh, and the time when N.G. Gilbert donated a crane for one of the boats racing in the Regada on the river. I remember that I got to be right there when the crane lowered the boat into the river. The boats were so loud that I wanted to leave.

  3. julayne Says:

    yes, i remember that too, and with the same reaction. i guess that’s where the nickmane ‘thunder on the ohio’ came from. lol.


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