The house on Grand

I don't remember much about myself before I was 6 years old and where we lived but in 1947 our family moved to Everett to the house on Grand Street, a big old two-story drafty shell of a thing with windows that all stuck and floors that creaked and walls that groaned.  But in a sense that's when my life began, because before then I had nothing more than flashbulb memories of a turbulent and confusing past; of cows and dogs and bulls, horses and ice cream and open fields, long bus rides and things like that.

The house on Grand Street gave me an anchor and opened up my mind, stimulated my imagination, acted as the bridge to the future, and fired up a whole plethora of memories--so many memories of a happy and carefree youth.

Here are a few examples of that time.


 

 

2317 grand avenue everett wa 1947

2317 Grand Ave. Everett in 1947

I remember the house well. It had a parlor and living room as you enter, a hallway to the kitchen and one back bedroom.  On the second floor were four large bedrooms but no plumbing.  The house had no foundation, rather it was set up on blocks.  I used to go under the house during hide-and-seek games to find lots of spiders and ants.  When we got a piano for the front room the floor began to sink.  Dad got under the house and jacked it up.

2317 grand avenue everett wa 1947 dominic vautier, frank vautier, marie vautier 1950

Three kids on the side porch, my sister, my brother and me just after us boys got our annual "aborigines" cuts.  I'm bending over. 

2317 grand avenue everett wa 1947 dominic vautier, frank vautier, marie vautier 1950

I am the closest one to the camera.

2317 grand avenue everett wa 1947 dominic vautier, marie vautier, frank vautier, mike vautier at 2317 grand 1950

The four of us in front of the 26 steps leading to our front door.  Our dog "Honey"  made it to the 17th step before mama rescued her.  The dog had been ran over by a car and later she died.  I'm at upper left.

 

2317 grand avenue everett wa 1947 dominic vautier, marie vautier, frank vautier, mike vautier at 2317 grand 1950. mike broke his arm.

Here we are posing in the front yard. One of my brothers had just broken his arm and is not too happy about it.  I'm just behind him.

2317 grand avenue everett wa 1947 dominic vautier, marie vautier, frank vautier, mike vautier back yard at 2317 grand 1950

Our fort in the back yard.

frank vautier in my treehouse 1951

I had a great tree house which was taken over by earwigs and had to be destroyed--God I hate earwigs.

marie vautier at 2317 grand 1950

My little sister on the front porch (?1949).

dominic vautier, frank vautier with chickens  at 2317 grand 1950

I had 10 banty chickens.  Here I am with "Jack".  My brother doesn't like the idea too much.

 

Here is my dad George posing in my brother's St. Martin's jacket.

george vautier 1951
mike vautier 1955

My brother just back from St. Martins High School.

george vautier dominic vautier, frank vautier, mike vautier james vautier at 2317 grand 1955

This picture was taken in 1955 and shows my dad with my brothers.  I'm kneeling.

george vautier and pupagator at 2317 grand 1955

Dad tends to Our bulldog "pupagator"

frank vautier, marie vautier, george vautier at 2317 grand 1955

Another shot of one of my brothers with dad and my sister.

 

frank vautier, george vautier, mike vautier 1956 at 2317 grand.

a lifting experience for dad helped by two of my brothers, one on leave from the Army.

dominic vautier with telescope 1955.

I show off one of my telescopes "Apollo".  This was long before the space program.  They must have gotten the idea from me.

mike vautier and james vautier with 1950 cadillac

My older brother sports his new car.

george vautier on steps at 2317 grand 1952

 

 

 

frank vautier with pupagator 1954

The bulldog sets her cap for a good time.

 

Dad inspects his new steps.  My chicken coop is at left.

 

Christmas 1955 Dad hammers out some good old songs on the piano.

 

 

george vautier at piano 1952