Eight Years Traveling with the Pipeline, what an education!

My immediate family spent about eight years traveling around the US while Dad worked on the “pipeline”,  mostly as a ditch machine operator. We lived at first in a one room travel trailer with a curtain across Mom and Dads bedroom area and a bathroom so small you could barely get in it no less do anything once you were in there. Those eight years were filled with happy memories and my brother and I got what I believe to be the best education a kid could have because of it.

By the time we settled down I was entering the seventh grade, Henry was 2 years younger and Pam was eight years younger than me. I had lived in 12 states and attended 26 schools by then. Those numbers do not take into account the number of places we rested our heads at night during the summers.

The third and last trailer (mobile home) we lived in, recently parked a few blocks off Stockton Road in Kingman, Arizona. We were really proud to have an entire acre all to ourselves and hardly any neighbors then, it being a new subdivision. We worked on that place continuously for years until it became an oasis.

The third and last mobile home trailer we lived in, parked a few blocks off Stockton Hill Road in Kingman, Arizona. We were really proud to have an entire acre all to ourselves and hardly any neighbors then, it being a new subdivision. We worked on that place continuously for years until it became an oasis.

Dad operated this ditch machine for most of the eight years we spent on the "pipeline". Notice Mom's shiny new car in the foreground.

These photos were taken by myself with the first little instamatic I owned.