Articles written by Pat Gracey
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Still surviving, my pet tree
Some years back I ordered, from a little catalog, a strip of something with inserted flower seeds. A...
The Little Brown Church in the Dale
I have mentioned before that I originated in Mojave and only moved to Tehachapi in 1937. During my...
Travelin' days
In 1950, when I began living in the Southland, it was, and still is, 200 miles from Oceanside,...
Meeting the hoppers
The Hoppers are not a family that moved here recently, but little hopping insects; grass hoppers and...
Wells bells
I was fortunate to be able to grow up, during most of my childhood, in the same town with long-time...
Anselmo – a vaquero
In the early 1800s, the entire San Joaquin Valley of Central California was populated by the Native...
Back in square nail days...those days of yore
One hundred thirty-eight years ago there was a small frame building on West F Street. A frame...
Christmas before Rudolph
The first time I heard about Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer was in 1950. My Marine husband and I...
The rest of the story
There used to be a radio program whose host gave news as it was supposed to have happened. After...
The lady
There hangs on my wall, among an assortment of family photos, a photo of a fine looking lady. Her...
A Silent Night
Father Joseph Mohr had journeyed to Oberndorf , a small town in Austria. It was his new assignment...
Trees of history
As a young person, when I still lived in Mojave, it was a special day when we could come to...
As time goes by
I remember one Dec. 31, 2016, New Year's Eve when Father Time, old 2016, made an effort to throw...
Happy birthday, California
When you find that someone who should remember has forgotten your birthday, you say, "Oh, don't...
History at a glance, part 3
This finishes off a thumbnail sketch of the happenings that I once jotted down. It's a mighty long...
History at a glance, part 2
I left you in the early days of the 20th Century in "nineteen 'aught' nine." That's the way the old...
History at a glance, part 1
Sometimes it's interesting to read little timelines listing events of many years ago. I don't...
A joke always helps
Some years ago I was asked by the Friends of the Depot to speak at one of their meetings about my...
The mountains of home
When in high school I read a poem that began, "My heart leaps up when I behold a rainbow in the...
Museums are us!
The Tehachapi Heritage League has received permission to open the doors of the Museum and Errea...
Fourth of July free barbecue!
One of my earlier memories from the 1930s was Tehachapi's 4th of July free barbecue! It was taken...
A Nob Hill home
Even though the pictured home was destroyed by the 1952 Earthquake, at one time in the 1890s, it...
Riding the rails
Since the completion of the Transcontinental Railroad in 1869, people have had a love affair with tr...
Elvira
We all, on occasion, make a visit to a cemetery and in this time period we find most of them well ma...
Eastertime then and now
The religious celebration of Easter is eternal and the reason for the commemoration of the day...