My father had left the coal mines and went to work in Joe William's clay mines, the St. Marys Pipe plant. The Depression years came, as did the advent of strikes, labor revolting against unfair work practices, and people had no recourse but to hope for the ability to relieve, but relief was, in those days, like a loan - you worked it off at a future time, and the depression gave birth to government projects such as the W.P.A. a pittance for a wage, but a break for a man to put food on the table. Hardship was the lot of the lower class worker, the poor, those with little education, but there was a unity, a bond amid the down-trodden that gave man a special respect and a helping hand for his fellow man. It seemed the less you had, the more of nothing you shared. A sick child, and a neighbor woman would help you sit through the night, and take turns watching over a fevered babe.
Brotherhood takes other forms than blood bonded.
This is the era of history into which we five girls of Ernest and Olive Tyler Johnson were born. I would love to grab my grandchildren, and my great grandchildren, and run back to the yesterday we had and give them a tour of our world. This web site provides information about genealogy and family history for the Enchanted Mountain area of New York and Pennsylvania. The information and graphics contained in this web site are copyright and may not be distributed, modified, or otherwise used outside the scope of a WWW client without written permission from the Enchanted Mountains Genealogy Society.