Idaho--Memorial Day Weekend: Sunday and Monday

Sunday we headed off to Idaho for visiting the cemetery where my Grandpa and the rest of my mom's side are buried. I drove the whole way up! I never have to do that since Trevor usually likes to drive--but his license is expired and he wanted to be cruel to me... :) It was really great to see everyone again. A lot of my family got to go--which is really rare to be up there at the same time. It's been years since that's happened. My brother Joe, his wife Constance, and my niece Sage; my brother Steve and my nephew Jordan, his girlfriend Ash and her son Matthew; my mom, me, Trevor, and of course my Grandma and Uncle Jon, and Great Aunt Edra. I made sure to take a lot of pictures so I can always remember what everything looks like. Grandma, I hope you don't mind I'm sharing your awesome house with everyone :)

They live in a small town--Georgetown, Idaho. And my great aunt lives in the ... city, if you will, Montpelier, about 15 minutes away.

We went to the Cemetery on Monday afternoon when the sun was still out. It's always really calming for me to see their tiny cemetery with so many people I'm related to. I don't have a very large family--so seeing all those people who I'm related to is really interesting.

Here's my Grandpa's headstone. He passed away in 2005, and Trevor never got to meet him. Idaho is much different without him. I'm glad I've been able to visit his grave for the past two years.

This is the headstone of my great grandparents on my Grandpa's side. They lived right next door to my grandparents when I was younger, and I will always have very fond memories of them. We called my great grandpa "Grandpa Boom Boom." You'd have to ask someone else why, I just remember doing it :) And my great grandma always had yummy food for me to eat. They had a hammoc in their front yard that we loved to relax in. More pictures of that to follow.

My grandma told me that this is the headstone for the oldest set of Hayes's that lived in Georgetown.

And these were the babies that were buried from that set of people (I'm pretty sure). Baby graves are SO sad. They're so tiny.

My grandma told me that this woman started the line that I'm from.

There are a lot of scenic shots :) Trevor took this one while we were at the cemetery. All weekend it was sort of rainy and cloudy mixed with sunny spots. The clouds kept doing SO many cool things--not to mention there's just so much SKY out there, and awesome hills to take pictures of.


We spent quite of a bit of time digging while we were up there. When I say digging, I mean it very litererally. On my grandma's property, out in a field, is a big section where people a long time ago used to throw out their trash--and growing up, we used to go digging in it to find treasure all the time when we'd visit during the summer (mostly my brothers). So of course we did it again.

Here's the field.
We found a dog jaw! Matthew really liked it.

Jordan saw me taking pictures of "all the junk" and got really interested in having me take his picture with some junk too :)

Sage was such the girl (besides me) of the group. She kept wanting to be held, and kept herself from getting too dirty.

We also found some other animal's jaw bone. We think it's a cow.

We mostly found old bottles for extracts, salves, old cough medicines, mouth wash, antiseptics, purfume, lotion, that kind of thing. Even OLD coke bottles. Last year we found pieces from an old Maytag washer, and a ton of OLD buggy car parts.

Someone's shoe!

There were so many things I realized I want to remember forever. There are a couple of ways you can get around to the back field where the digging was going on--but when we were little, we were only aloud to go one way--the safer way. I think it was just that there isn't a bridge over the ditch one way, and there is another way. This time, I went the way we used to be not allowed to go, and I took a picture of the post. Funny thing is, I was still a little nervous :)

When my great grandparents were still alive, there used to be a gate here and a path to get from my grandparents house to their house. That's my great grandparents' house right there. It didn't used to have the blue roof. The house was sold when they passed away, so we can't really go over there anymore though.

Here's the shed by my great grandparents' house. I went in there once, that I can remember. Pretty cool.

There used to be this old barn on their property that was SO creepy and old looking when I was little. I think it got torn down because it was falling apart. This is either something that replaced it, or part of it still standing, or something else entirely. But I do know it's been there for a long time :)

There's a small cabin next to my grandparents' house and this is behind it. There's a story about how my grandpa made my brothers stack bricks and rocks back here, but I don't remember the whole story. I was always a little freaked out back there because of spiders and such.

Here are some pictures of my grandma's house. My grandpa built their house for them when they got married, and also built their giant shop with my great grandpa.

Side of the house and cabin.
Inside is the smallest home you've ever been in :) But my grandma knows how to make a small space work. They raised my mom and my uncle there, with a kitchen, a bathroom, a living room, and 1 bedroom! Wowza! I love that she's maintained a lot of the old stuff, like her sink. (She's probably going to kill me for posting these pictures when her house isn't as tidy as it normally is since we were all there messing it up...)
That little door on the left goes into the bathroom--I love that bathroom! It has green paint and it's like 3 feet by 3 feet not counting the shower. AWESOME!

This picture is awful, but it's the only one I got of the living room. This isn't even everyone that was there. But it's cozy, and fun to be so close to everyone and have a good time.

Georgetown and Montpelier (and everything in between) went crazy for these bears that some guy in town made a few years back. This one is on my grandparents' porch.

I forget what kind of tree specifically this is, but it's some sort of olive tree, and I've loved them ever since I was little. They give amazing shade! And the leaves make this beautiful rustling sound when the breeze blows in the summer. Ah, makes me want to be there...

Oh, the ditch! Kids will be kids, and when we were little, we were obsessed with the ditch! It's just a tiny little creek/stream that runs behind their house, and my grandpa built a bridge over parts of it. We fell in a few times and were always scared of the leeches. But it entertained us for hours on end. We used to play games where we'd watch stuff float down, and have races. Kids. My brothers were so mean to me around it, and would always tease me and try to push me in.

Here's a familiar view :) We used to poke our heads down there and yell at eachother on the other end, and watch the stuff float down.

I used to peak through these kinds of holes at the ditch and watch my stuff float down.

Here are some views from the back of the house. It's so pretty.

This thing CREEPED me out when I was little! Door to the cabin. We used to sleep in there during the summer. My brothers used to tell stories about ghosts with their heads cut off floating down the ditch... :(The clothes line. My grandma used to hang her towels and sheets out to dry in the summer and I loved seeing them. Sage is such a goober.Matthew and Sage. They thought the ditch was all that. I scared them off by telling them about the leeches though :) Now I know why my parents used to tell us that.My grandpa built this bridge one summer and had my brothers help. I "helped" too.We planted some pine trees in the field one summer too. It's getting bigger!It got super cloudy when I went for a walk down the road. But it's still a cool picture. Their house is the last one on the road. I used to be so scared if I went too far I wouldn't be able to get back.There's a cow farm across the street. We got to go see the baby calves one time when I was younger. You can always hear them mooing in the summer.When I walked down the street, there were horses out in one of the fields. My grandma told me that a guy gets wild horses and trains them. The one that would let me touch him had been there longer--but the others were kind of scared of me. He was pretty huge. Trevor couldn't remember ever touching a horse before then, and he was kind of amazed that I wasn't scared :) haha, oh Trevor.

You can see the cemetery from their house. The line of trees is where it's at.

Everyone wanted to go searching for more things to dig up by the old railroad station, and we found this on the way. Creeper...

We didn't find much treasure. But my brother did find a silver German spoon, and Trevor found something that looks like a clock or music box. Other than that it was just spikes at the railroad station, and bottles in the field.

I'm really glad Trevor got to have Monday off work so we could go up and visit again. It's very peaceful and restful up there.

*Note: I found this cool blog where they do what's called Small Town Snapshot Sunday. She lives in a small town and shares beautiful pictures of small town life. I thought my gram's house would qualify.