The Modern Day Depression Era Surveyor
Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 12:39 pm
I'm actually doing more land surveying that engineering these days. And that's fine with me.
I wonder though. Understanding the great infrastructure boost our nation received during the Great Depression, I am more interested in how the old Ma & Pa shops fared at the time.
And how does the Great Depression era land surveying climate compare to that of present day? Comments anybody?
That said, I will leave you with a little piece written by one of the great land surveyors of Santa Cruz County, Mr. Stanley R. Smith, LS 2265:
“As a consideration in the new Ollason agreement the City was to provide certain survey work on the Ollason boundary. I was then employed by Mr. Arnold Baldwin who had the surveying contract under City Engineer Kitchen. Mr. Baldwin picked me up at moon rise on May 4, 1935 and proceeded to the Ollason farm. This was so early the deer had not yet come to feed at the Mann corral. Baldwin drove a spike in the road near Sal Licari's mailbox, put a flashlight behind it, and took an observation on the North Star. This business out of the way we adjourned to breakfast at the west end of Montague's flume. Scraps of Sycamore limbs provided a fire for the coffee and when only live coals remained, Baldwin produced two large steaks which he threw upon the ashes. French rolls which appeared from a gunny sack were opened with an axe. Thus fortified with bread, meat and coffee, we began by the grey light of dawn, the survey of the Ollason boundary. The morning passed in a dusty swirl of dense brush, nettles, witness trees, poison oak, blackberry vines, and ancient fences while noontide crawled toward us and as slowly receded into the forgotten past. I mentioned food and was reminded that I had dined on steak that morning, and this in the darkest year of the Roosevelt Depression. The valley echoed to the ringing of axe and brushhook all through the afternoon and far into evening. Molinda Ollason arrived home from work at the laundry in her A-Ford and paused to view the battlefield. 'Land sakes Mr. Baldwin, you folks sure do lay open a fine wide trail!' 'Yes ma'am,' said Mr. Baldwin, 'A person needs room to work.' We finished by the light of Baldwin's headlamps and that day for the first time I saw a surveyor at work. There are some days you never forget."
Steak for breakfast in 1935? I wonder if old Baldwin lowballed the next guy to get that job...... I doubt it.
Cheers!
I wonder though. Understanding the great infrastructure boost our nation received during the Great Depression, I am more interested in how the old Ma & Pa shops fared at the time.
And how does the Great Depression era land surveying climate compare to that of present day? Comments anybody?
That said, I will leave you with a little piece written by one of the great land surveyors of Santa Cruz County, Mr. Stanley R. Smith, LS 2265:
“As a consideration in the new Ollason agreement the City was to provide certain survey work on the Ollason boundary. I was then employed by Mr. Arnold Baldwin who had the surveying contract under City Engineer Kitchen. Mr. Baldwin picked me up at moon rise on May 4, 1935 and proceeded to the Ollason farm. This was so early the deer had not yet come to feed at the Mann corral. Baldwin drove a spike in the road near Sal Licari's mailbox, put a flashlight behind it, and took an observation on the North Star. This business out of the way we adjourned to breakfast at the west end of Montague's flume. Scraps of Sycamore limbs provided a fire for the coffee and when only live coals remained, Baldwin produced two large steaks which he threw upon the ashes. French rolls which appeared from a gunny sack were opened with an axe. Thus fortified with bread, meat and coffee, we began by the grey light of dawn, the survey of the Ollason boundary. The morning passed in a dusty swirl of dense brush, nettles, witness trees, poison oak, blackberry vines, and ancient fences while noontide crawled toward us and as slowly receded into the forgotten past. I mentioned food and was reminded that I had dined on steak that morning, and this in the darkest year of the Roosevelt Depression. The valley echoed to the ringing of axe and brushhook all through the afternoon and far into evening. Molinda Ollason arrived home from work at the laundry in her A-Ford and paused to view the battlefield. 'Land sakes Mr. Baldwin, you folks sure do lay open a fine wide trail!' 'Yes ma'am,' said Mr. Baldwin, 'A person needs room to work.' We finished by the light of Baldwin's headlamps and that day for the first time I saw a surveyor at work. There are some days you never forget."
Steak for breakfast in 1935? I wonder if old Baldwin lowballed the next guy to get that job...... I doubt it.
Cheers!