My name is Maude Fox and I wrote this book that the Historical Society is so fond of – called”Both Sides of the Mountain.”

The reason for my popularity is that I was able to chronicle the activities in this community starting in 1910. My husband Frank and I were seeking a place to regain our health and make a living in the great outdoors. We piled our worldly goods high in a wagon with Minnie the horse in the harness. I and our small son Royal sat in the front seat. We arrived at what is now the corner of California Street and Yucaipa Boulevard. When we turned the corner toward Avenue E where our 11 acres are located we could see mem digging a ditch for water mains. They grinned as they peered out from their wide-brimmed hats. We found out late that our nine young hens had laid nine large wide eggs. We landed at California Street at Avenue E – which was called Yucaipa Avenue and Arizona Street back them. We unloaded close to the weir. The catalog tent was we had ordered turned out to be quite a bit bigger than we expected, but that worked out nicely. Most everyone was living in tents in those days.
We went to sleep deciding on where to plant the berry vines and garden. That same night terrible winds blew our tent into disarray. We went to Mr. Dike of the Land Company and he suggested we move up to the Benson property up on a hill overlooking the valley. George Atwood offered to let them stay on the property as long as we wished. The large majestic house was far up on a hill with the row of olive trees – it was a pleasure to set the table before the huge fireplace during those weeks. The curving porch ran along the front and sides.

We ordered the lumber for our small home and it wasn’t many days before the foundation was in on our acreage. I was often able to assist handle a board or two there.

One day George Atwood drove up and said there was an opening at Cherrycroft for a fellow to haul cherries to the railroad in Crafton. Cyrus N. Andrews and his brother Howard came and explained the job over hauling the cherries from trees that were planted in 1892 weighed about two tons to a load and two horses would do it.
They were able to finish the outside of the house. After the house, we needed a barn. When we moved in, I bought a second-hand stove, polished it up. The water was a pipe with a hydrant on it with a bucket on a stool. I called the hydrant “Lulu.” There was no electricity in the area; we all owned oil lamps.
We had an outhouse with a crescent on it – they were standard equipment on all the new ranches. Maude’s was close to the barn so it would not be conspicuous. Some called them water closets, but I don’t know why.

During the cherry season, we camped at Cherrycroft past the packing sheds to the Andrews house. Vines wandered all over the back porch. Four chestnut trees grew in a straight row and there was a ditch lined with rocks. There was a dipper hanging by a string from a peg on a post. We drank deep from the refreshing water. We camped under the middle of the chestnut trees. We had a small wood stove and cots to sleep in. Mr. Andrews brought a round table and boxes were wired to the tree branches for cupboards.

I learned to sort and pack the cherries and made some money too.

Bringing water to our new homes was a big project and water companies were busy organizing and putting in pipes. They dug a big reservoir.

We bought a cow and added Kit and Kate the mules.

When were went to town, there was now a post office with the little store. A few days later we picked apples at Parrish Ranch. We picked Rome apples and they are good for cooking and eating.

There were also a lot of elderberry and chokecherries.

We built a flume to water the new trees in our orchard.

The new lumberyard was a real boon to all of us.

I got to go to a real dinner party at the hotel. It was a combined Growers Club meeting and a social affair. Most everyone in the valley was there in all their finery. Ebenezer Carter sang “Asleep in the Deep.” Beef, Oak Glen potatoes and floating island were the features of the banquet.  July Fourth was special with a picnic.

New Home Day was Yucaipa’s very first fair and I won several ribbons. The May Day picnic was fabulous and it was at a meeting of women shortly after that I proposed we start a circulating library. One that day, we – the Woman’s Club -- started the Yucaipa Valley Library. My husband and I visited the Redlands Library and we brought books from their basement and we were launched.

Dike and Logie offered us a vacant store in the Hotel and Mts. Dolen brought over curtain rods and we found white curtain material for curtains.

Work got scarce and I suggested we goes to family in Balboa for the birth of our baby. We did leave Yucaipa in 1913. We came back many times and ended up living up at Green Valley Lake, but I always in my heart would be a large corner for Yucaipa where I had pioneered and make life-long friends. God bless you Yucaipa Valley, God Bless both sides of the mountain.