CORP US ARMY
WORLD WAR I
Burt Clark liked school and math was his best subject. He also took Spanish in school. He graduated from high school. As a teen he ran a trap line but had a hard time with killing the animals that were caught. He was a dead on shot with a rifle. He and his brother and cousin and their dog often stayed out in the woods all night.
He liked to watch his father play cards at the logging camps. He worked in the camp kitchens and later as a logger himself. Burt Clark became a gambler for much of his younger years. He could count cards and deal off the bottom of the deck. He taught himself to use a cuff button as a shiner so he could tell the cards he dealt. He won the money to buy land in Lakeside California. He built an adobe house that still stands today. His father Dexter Clark lived there for the rest of his own life.
Burt didn't stay home he liked Salt Lake City and when the first world war began, Burt joined the army in Utah. Because he was a good shot they wanted him to be a sniper but he knew he couldn't just shoot a person and refused.
He fell in love in Europe and volunteered to stay there after the war. He planned to meet the young woman when he was suddenly sent back to the states. He had no time to contact her and no address for her.
When he returned the country had already welcomed the returning war heroes and people were fed up with the many problems they had caused. One of the first things that happened to Burt was being falsely accused of a murder and arrested. He was only freed when the right person was arrested. This made Burt very bitter for a long time.
He went to northern California and fell in love with an older woman. She wanted to buy him a ranch but he wanted to open a casino. They broke up. Burt worked as a plumber and worked installing pipe at the San Diego Zoo and the State College. Burt had also developed a drinking problem. He didn't drink all the time but would make himself sick before he would stop for awhile. Burt had nightmares as a result of the war.
He started his own hauling business, Lakeside Rock Sand and Gravel. He still had what was left of the business when I was a child. We had a phone when most people didn't. My mother answered the phone, "Lakeside Sand and Gravel" and when we got older we did that too. Uncle Burt sold off most of his land piece by piece including his house. He gave my mother a piece of his land and later when I married he gave me the last of it.
Burt liked to use his Spanish whenever he could and enjoyed talking to workers from Mexico and learning the differences in their language and the Spanish he learned as a young man.
When we were little he baby sat us. He taught us to play cards, 21, and poker. He really could deal off the bottom of the deck and he could stack a deck while he picked up the cards and talked. Over the years, Uncle Burt told us stories about his childhood and some about the war.
My sister and I would sneak into the bed of his dump truck something he told us many times not to do. We passed him tools when he worked on the truck. My mother didn't drive so we often rode in that old truck. There were times that he needed a load of fill sand and instead of buying the sand he would drive his truck to the dry San Diego river bed and load the truck himself with a shovel while my sister and I played nearby. Later he baby sat my children. I will never stop missing him even after all these years. He was truly a good person.
WORLD WAR I
Burt Clark liked school and math was his best subject. He also took Spanish in school. He graduated from high school. As a teen he ran a trap line but had a hard time with killing the animals that were caught. He was a dead on shot with a rifle. He and his brother and cousin and their dog often stayed out in the woods all night.
He liked to watch his father play cards at the logging camps. He worked in the camp kitchens and later as a logger himself. Burt Clark became a gambler for much of his younger years. He could count cards and deal off the bottom of the deck. He taught himself to use a cuff button as a shiner so he could tell the cards he dealt. He won the money to buy land in Lakeside California. He built an adobe house that still stands today. His father Dexter Clark lived there for the rest of his own life.
Burt didn't stay home he liked Salt Lake City and when the first world war began, Burt joined the army in Utah. Because he was a good shot they wanted him to be a sniper but he knew he couldn't just shoot a person and refused.
He fell in love in Europe and volunteered to stay there after the war. He planned to meet the young woman when he was suddenly sent back to the states. He had no time to contact her and no address for her.
When he returned the country had already welcomed the returning war heroes and people were fed up with the many problems they had caused. One of the first things that happened to Burt was being falsely accused of a murder and arrested. He was only freed when the right person was arrested. This made Burt very bitter for a long time.
He went to northern California and fell in love with an older woman. She wanted to buy him a ranch but he wanted to open a casino. They broke up. Burt worked as a plumber and worked installing pipe at the San Diego Zoo and the State College. Burt had also developed a drinking problem. He didn't drink all the time but would make himself sick before he would stop for awhile. Burt had nightmares as a result of the war.
He started his own hauling business, Lakeside Rock Sand and Gravel. He still had what was left of the business when I was a child. We had a phone when most people didn't. My mother answered the phone, "Lakeside Sand and Gravel" and when we got older we did that too. Uncle Burt sold off most of his land piece by piece including his house. He gave my mother a piece of his land and later when I married he gave me the last of it.
Burt liked to use his Spanish whenever he could and enjoyed talking to workers from Mexico and learning the differences in their language and the Spanish he learned as a young man.
When we were little he baby sat us. He taught us to play cards, 21, and poker. He really could deal off the bottom of the deck and he could stack a deck while he picked up the cards and talked. Over the years, Uncle Burt told us stories about his childhood and some about the war.
My sister and I would sneak into the bed of his dump truck something he told us many times not to do. We passed him tools when he worked on the truck. My mother didn't drive so we often rode in that old truck. There were times that he needed a load of fill sand and instead of buying the sand he would drive his truck to the dry San Diego river bed and load the truck himself with a shovel while my sister and I played nearby. Later he baby sat my children. I will never stop missing him even after all these years. He was truly a good person.
CORP US ARMY
WORLD WAR I
Burt Clark liked school and math was his best subject. He also took Spanish in school. He graduated from high school. As a teen he ran a trap line but had a hard time with killing the animals that were caught. He was a dead on shot with a rifle. He and his brother and cousin and their dog often stayed out in the woods all night.
He liked to watch his father play cards at the logging camps. He worked in the camp kitchens and later as a logger himself. Burt Clark became a gambler for much of his younger years. He could count cards and deal off the bottom of the deck. He taught himself to use a cuff button as a shiner so he could tell the cards he dealt. He won the money to buy land in Lakeside California. He built an adobe house that still stands today. His father Dexter Clark lived there for the rest of his own life.
Burt didn't stay home he liked Salt Lake City and when the first world war began, Burt joined the army in Utah. Because he was a good shot they wanted him to be a sniper but he knew he couldn't just shoot a person and refused.
He fell in love in Europe and volunteered to stay there after the war. He planned to meet the young woman when he was suddenly sent back to the states. He had no time to contact her and no address for her.
When he returned the country had already welcomed the returning war heroes and people were fed up with the many problems they had caused. One of the first things that happened to Burt was being falsely accused of a murder and arrested. He was only freed when the right person was arrested. This made Burt very bitter for a long time.
He went to northern California and fell in love with an older woman. She wanted to buy him a ranch but he wanted to open a casino. They broke up. Burt worked as a plumber and worked installing pipe at the San Diego Zoo and the State College. Burt had also developed a drinking problem. He didn't drink all the time but would make himself sick before he would stop for awhile. Burt had nightmares as a result of the war.
He started his own hauling business, Lakeside Rock Sand and Gravel. He still had what was left of the business when I was a child. We had a phone when most people didn't. My mother answered the phone, "Lakeside Sand and Gravel" and when we got older we did that too. Uncle Burt sold off most of his land piece by piece including his house. He gave my mother a piece of his land and later when I married he gave me the last of it.
Burt liked to use his Spanish whenever he could and enjoyed talking to workers from Mexico and learning the differences in their language and the Spanish he learned as a young man.
When we were little he baby sat us. He taught us to play cards, 21, and poker. He really could deal off the bottom of the deck and he could stack a deck while he picked up the cards and talked. Over the years, Uncle Burt told us stories about his childhood and some about the war.
My sister and I would sneak into the bed of his dump truck something he told us many times not to do. We passed him tools when he worked on the truck. My mother didn't drive so we often rode in that old truck. There were times that he needed a load of fill sand and instead of buying the sand he would drive his truck to the dry San Diego river bed and load the truck himself with a shovel while my sister and I played nearby. Later he baby sat my children. I will never stop missing him even after all these years. He was truly a good person.
WORLD WAR I
Burt Clark liked school and math was his best subject. He also took Spanish in school. He graduated from high school. As a teen he ran a trap line but had a hard time with killing the animals that were caught. He was a dead on shot with a rifle. He and his brother and cousin and their dog often stayed out in the woods all night.
He liked to watch his father play cards at the logging camps. He worked in the camp kitchens and later as a logger himself. Burt Clark became a gambler for much of his younger years. He could count cards and deal off the bottom of the deck. He taught himself to use a cuff button as a shiner so he could tell the cards he dealt. He won the money to buy land in Lakeside California. He built an adobe house that still stands today. His father Dexter Clark lived there for the rest of his own life.
Burt didn't stay home he liked Salt Lake City and when the first world war began, Burt joined the army in Utah. Because he was a good shot they wanted him to be a sniper but he knew he couldn't just shoot a person and refused.
He fell in love in Europe and volunteered to stay there after the war. He planned to meet the young woman when he was suddenly sent back to the states. He had no time to contact her and no address for her.
When he returned the country had already welcomed the returning war heroes and people were fed up with the many problems they had caused. One of the first things that happened to Burt was being falsely accused of a murder and arrested. He was only freed when the right person was arrested. This made Burt very bitter for a long time.
He went to northern California and fell in love with an older woman. She wanted to buy him a ranch but he wanted to open a casino. They broke up. Burt worked as a plumber and worked installing pipe at the San Diego Zoo and the State College. Burt had also developed a drinking problem. He didn't drink all the time but would make himself sick before he would stop for awhile. Burt had nightmares as a result of the war.
He started his own hauling business, Lakeside Rock Sand and Gravel. He still had what was left of the business when I was a child. We had a phone when most people didn't. My mother answered the phone, "Lakeside Sand and Gravel" and when we got older we did that too. Uncle Burt sold off most of his land piece by piece including his house. He gave my mother a piece of his land and later when I married he gave me the last of it.
Burt liked to use his Spanish whenever he could and enjoyed talking to workers from Mexico and learning the differences in their language and the Spanish he learned as a young man.
When we were little he baby sat us. He taught us to play cards, 21, and poker. He really could deal off the bottom of the deck and he could stack a deck while he picked up the cards and talked. Over the years, Uncle Burt told us stories about his childhood and some about the war.
My sister and I would sneak into the bed of his dump truck something he told us many times not to do. We passed him tools when he worked on the truck. My mother didn't drive so we often rode in that old truck. There were times that he needed a load of fill sand and instead of buying the sand he would drive his truck to the dry San Diego river bed and load the truck himself with a shovel while my sister and I played nearby. Later he baby sat my children. I will never stop missing him even after all these years. He was truly a good person.
