Clarence Milburn
 

 
 
CLARENCE MILBURN
 “Mo"
He is a gentleman.  Look at his boots:."
 
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Basketball.  . .1,2.,3,4 "D" Club
 
July, 2005, 50th Anniversary High School Graduation, Clarence wrote:
We are about to celebrate 50 years of marriage.  In those 50 years we have lived in Des Moines, Tipton, and Davenport, Iowa before returning to Dallas Center 33 years ago.  We are still here.
 
We have three children, two girls and one boy, seven grandchildren and three step grandchildren.  Our oldest daughter lives in Iowa and has one child.  The second daughter lives in North Carolina and has three children and three stepchildren.  Our son lives here in Iowa and has three children.  We have no great grandchildren at this time.
 
I have worked in the tool and auto parts business for most of the time I have been out of school.  I retired in 1999 and found out I could not take all the spare time so I got a job taking care of the Brethren Cemetery.  That didn’t keep me busy enough so I got a CDL license and started to drive truck part time.
 
My hobby is woodworking.  I make wooden cars, trucks, and construction equipment like dozers, backhoes, scrapers, cranes, loaders and four wheel tractors.
 
I have too many good memories of Dallas Center High School I do not know where to start.  But the best is all the classmates I had.  I feel very lucky to be able to say I graduated in the Class of 1955.
 
 
     To earn make money when I was growing up, in winter there was snow to be removed from the sidewalks. I would go around town with a shovel cleaning sidewalks for the older citizens. I delivered newspapers, both in the morning and afternoon. I think I had every newspaper route in town one time or another. I would spend all Saturday morning collecting for the Des Moines Register & Tribune to pay my bill with the paper company.
 
     Glenn Paul worked with the Methodist Church Youth Fellowship.  He arranged with farmers to get us jobs walking the corn and bean fields.  Glenn took crews out with hoes and corn knifes to cut volunteer corn from the bean fields and the weeds from the corn fields.  Later we rode bean buggies so we did not have to walk. We could ride on a bean buggy and cut the corn without getting off.
 
     There was always baled hay to be put up. We would ride on the hay rack and stack the bales on it to be taken to the barn and stored. Once farmers knew one would do that type of work there were a lot of calls from different farmers wanting help.
 
     There was also corn detasseling to do for the seed company. That was a job for both boys and girls. We walked along the corn rows and pulled tassels out of the top of the corn stalks. We worked in all kinds of weather. The corn would be wet in the morning when we got to the field.  We would get all wet and muddy, but we kept going for the money. 
 
     When I got old enough to drive a tractor I did a lot of plowing for different farmers in the area. Most tractors used then were small compared to those used today and pulled only a two-bottom plow.  After I plowed all day I would sometimes wonder that I had plowed so little.  I would sometimes begin work after school and work till dark and sometimes work on weekends.  I worked for one farmer all summer from eight am till five pm five days a week for $25.00. That was good money them. It kept me in spending money and gas for the car.
 
     Often, especially girls did babysitting for 25 to 50 cents an hour. My sisters would hope someone would call them so they could earn some money.
 
     The city of Dallas Center purchased softening salt in whole railroad boxcar loads for the town water works treatment plant and then hired boys to move it from town the three miles out to the water works. First, we would hand shovel the salt onto a pickup truck, then haul it to the waterworks at the Raccoon River, dump it and then head back to town for another load.
 
     That is how times were in the 1950's. If you wanted something you worked for it or went without. Then, there were always jobs to be had if you wanted to work. Jobs like these are mostly gone now so young people of today do not have the chance to learn from them like we did.

     I wrote this as a boy who lived in town. I know there were boys who lived on the farm and worked for there parents on a daily basis. I do not know what if anything they got for doing the work, but I do know that when I worked for my parents I got two things - room and board. 
Clarence Millburn
 
  
 

 

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