A picture of PooPah, Grandma, my uncles Daryl & Delmar (twins), Aunt Marlene & the little ‘tow head’, my mom Kay. I’m guessing circa 1940’s. Notice the barn and old pickup in the back ground. Hard scrabble country folks. In this era most families did a little of everything outside of farming to scrap together a living . My uncles are Cranberry farmers as well.
Known as ‘PooPah’ by his grandchildren, Grandpa Robison started farming Cranberries just outside of Port Orford, Oregon in 1957. In this picture he and Grandma were using a juice press at our house in the mid 70’s. I’ll never forget PooPah’s hat that he’s wearing in this picture. In 1957 Cranberries were not made into Juice on a commercial level. I think he’d be proud of our efforts today.
Love this picture of my dad inspecting the bloom. It’s important to keep a close eye on the vines as they blossom to ensure optimal timing for fertilizer application.