In the late forties Albert Sharpe hired Alan Doers (my uncle) and his wife Pearl to run the Whitethorn Cook House for the men working in his mill. Alan was the son of Guy and Blanch Doers. Like his father, Alan was a wonderful story teller. As a child I watched him hold a crowd of people, laughing until they cried, while he told the story of driving a truck with no brakes down a steep mountain road.
Alan and Pearl ran the cook house for about a year and then it was closed down.
Copyright 2008
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