It's amazing how we could all be at the same place and time and have such different memories. I do remember the little trailer. But I don't remember where we were when we lived in it. What I do remember most about Los Alamos was the tent city. There were wood floors with a half wall about 3 feet high built all around leaving an entry way. The tents were all square with a vent built in the center for a stovepipe and were all heated with small wood burning heaters. I can remember playing out on the creek where there were rocks that were piled up to make a little cave. A couple of the bully boys in the camp teased me one time and wouldn't let me out of the cubbyhole.. Fortunately, they couldn't get in either. When they finally found someone else to aggravate, I took off and ran to Grandmama and Grandaddy's tent and it was so warm and snug and safe!
Do you remember the trip down to Los Alamos from the Base or Laboratory sites? It was that long and scary drive you recall. On one of those trips, we just coasted down the mountain a ways with the engine not running. When we got to a level spot and needed to climb, the car wouldn't start. Daddy got out to check and the battery had fallen out of the car. He had to hike back up the road to get the battery.
We also had to have Identification badges to get back inside the camp. I wish I knew what happened to those badges. We all had our pictures on them. Everyone had to have a badge, even the babies! Amazing what was going on up that mountain now that we look back at it!
Norma
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