I didn’t realize I had posted this once before, but I have been feeling a bit nostalgic today remembering the amazing, unique childhood my sister, Erika, and I had. We were truly two of the luckiest kids I know.
It has become summer time, and my family and I have been living at our mountain home for many weeks. Lily White is an old gold mining camp established in the early 1860’s, and it was named after the wife of the camp boss. At its peak, the population neared about 1000, including Chinese labor. According to legend, rather than pay their wages, the mine owners buried over 100 Chinamen in a mineshaft. Now the mine is nearly invisible and hard to find, buried under the ground and in the hills, hidden from eyes. The camp has been replaced with several Forest Service cabins including three bunkhouses, a shower house, and the kitchen/dining hall.