My Father Part 2 <BR><BR>When he returned from Cornwall everything was going along nicely for about five years, and then, in October of 1929, the roof fell in. Millions of people were left without anything. The mines shut down and my dad worked as a night watchman for four days a month for $20. That didn't do much for seven people even though prices were very low. <BR><BR>All the yards at Calumet had gardens so, in the summer, I often ate right out of the garden. I couldn't be bothered to eat in the house and waste all that playing and swimming time.<BR><BR>We would have relatives over for stew, on occasion, when we could afford meat. Dad didn't approve of poaching so there never was deer meat or fish. <BR><BR>Where he came from, they would have dove shoots, so he was good at that with his double-barreled, rabbit ear, Damascus steel 12 gauge. The gunner would stand in the center of a 75 foot circle with a box of birds.