Week 36: #52 Ancestors – Labor
By Eilene Lyon
My grandfather, Laurence M. Smith, has made many appearances on this blog. I’ve shared a couple stories he wrote about his work in A Short Load and A Secret Mission. Laurence was a 1931 graduate of the University of Idaho with a degree in electrical engineering.
Starting a career during the Great Depression must have been challenging. He started out as a lineman for the Washington Water Power Co. (WWP). His work involved surveying lines and substations.

Around the time Laurence married Clare Ransom Davis in 1934, he got a job for the federal Bureau of Public Roads working in Montana, at Glacier National Park and surrounding areas.
“There he recalls working 12 hours a day making sure that the contractor’s men worked no more than eight hours a day. However, the pay was a satisfactory $105 a month, and the scenery was magnificent.”
He still didn’t have the opportunity to use his degree in a meaningful way.
After a year or so, he went back to work for WWP, which he did until 1941, living in Spokane. They didn’t have any electrical engineering work for him at first, so he started drafting surveys for a transmission line, a temporary assignment.

They kept saying they would have to let him go, but they never did. He had a variety of other assignments over the next five years, which helped him get back into electrical work. But he needed new challenges. So, he moved the family to Portland and took a brief job with the Bonneville Power Administration (BPA).
He had this to say about his time with WWP: “I could have stayed there and worked all the years of my career, as some of my contemporaries did. No doubt it would have been a very good and safe course to pursue. I seemed to be always looking ahead to more interesting challenges. Actually it worked out for the best. There were however, some very distressing difficulties along the way which I have no intention of looking back at.”
Because he was married with children, he did not get drafted in World War II, but did work for the Civil Defense. The family returned to Spokane and he worked at Fairfield Air Base, then under construction. According to my mother, “My dad’s biggest job was electrical design for opening & shutting aircraft hangars.”
This revelation came about long after her dementia set in, and I haven’t been able to verify this, but given he worked on an air base, it is plausible.

After the war, he and two others formed an engineering firm. Since the company name was Daugherty Engineering, I assume Daugherty financed the enterprise. The company succeeded, but the Korean War created a shortage of construction supplies, so back to Portland and the BPA. At last, Laurence had found his dream job.


When the war ended, returning veterans reclaimed their old positions. Laurence was out of work again, but not for long. The Army Corps of Engineers (USACE) had a position in Little Rock, Arkansas. In some respects, living in Arkansas was difficult for Laurence and Clare, but they stuck with it until retirement. Then they moved back to Portland, which truly felt like home.



My recollection is that his job in Arkansas involved electrical control of weirs on the Mississippi River. I hope to get his service records from the National Archives at some point to learn more about his work for the USACE.


(Note: Laurence’s memoirs never mention working for the Civilian Conservation Corps, but family stories and photos suggest that he did. I have further research to do!)
Featured image: Laurence M. Smith, second from right in rear, at a dinner for the American Institute of Electrical Engineers. (Family collection)
Sources:
Smith, Laurence M. unpublished memoirs.
Letter from my mother.
Family stories.
As a searcher of records related to the our industrial region (mining and power generation) I appreciate the photos that were taken when your grandfather worked at these assorted facilities – and thank you for writing up the story that makes these valuable documents available.
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Thanks, Maggie. I wish my grandparents had taken the time to label their numerous photographs. It would have added much value to their documentary nature.
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I know what you mean about labelling photos. I never really understood what my father did for a living after coming to Canada. I knew he was an inspector and wore a white hard hat! lol He never talked about work. There are some pictures but no labels.
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Funny how the men didn’t like to discuss their work, huh? I think that’s pretty common – or used to be.
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I do think it was more common. There was less transparency of the adult world!
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I like it better now. My dad anticipated that I would work for a living, but though he taught me a lot, understanding the workplace wasn’t on the list.
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My mother also worked, and I knew a lot more about her job than I ever did my father’s job. But then she worked in the bank and it was a much more visible and accessible job. However, they both modelled a solid work ethic.
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My mother taught me it was a good thing to have kids to do the housework.😆
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Ah the good old days when people dressed up for work!
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😂😂 Right.
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What a life! These pictures are amazing.
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There are a ton of great photos in the albums – the ones of Montana and the (possible) CCC camps are amazing – and all unlabeled!!!
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Sigh. That’s so frustrating. I wish people would take better care and think about preserving that information for future generations.
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At least some people do. I can’t complain too much.
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It’s ok to complain a little. 🙂
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I loved the pictures of substations because one of our lockdown routes took us past a substation that John particularly liked! Couldn’t see the attraction myself.
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I can send John a slew of substation pictures if it is his thing!
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Oh no! Please don’t. I might suffer 😉.
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🙂 Wouldn’t want that!
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I got a big kick out of your post because my maternal grandfather was also an electrical engineer. He worked for New England Bell for his entire career after graduating from MIT. The group photos you posted look just like the ones in our family archives! My grandfather took great care to label the photos. (He was like that. He also labeled the hand towel and the dish towel at their summer cottage, which blew my dad’s mind.)
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That’s a great coincidence, Liz! My grandparents were very OCD-like in how they kept house and even the photo albums. Just didn’t bother to label them for some reason.
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My grandmother labeled those from her younger days, but then she stopped.
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Better than nothing!
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He sounds like a man who was always looking to challenge himself—an admirable trait. Lovely, loving post.
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Thank you, Amy. He did have a good work ethic.
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What a life your grandfather led. Most impressive of all were the decisions he made, and how they took him on paths less chosen.
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As he said, it all worked out pretty well. They thoroughly enjoyed their long retirement, too.
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They deserved it.
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Interesting story. I wonder why he never mentioned his work with the CCC? It seems like that’s a great mystery to solve, perhaps gaining insight into the era in which he lived.
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It is a bit odd, but he did keep some secrets. He never mentioned his stepmother or much about that period of his life, either. Yesterday I found a few photos of photo posters my mom and aunt made for their parents’ 50th anniversary. It labeled some items, like those substation pictures – from his BPA work. I keep hoping my aunt will shed some light on things, but I have to be pretty persistent to get answers from her.
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