It was very difficult to find housing since there were so many men retuning form the war and starting life again with wives and family. Bryon and Marion purchased a small trailer home and moved to Idaho Falls where Marion was employed by Montgomery Wards. It took only a few hours after they arrived in Idaho Fall, and Byron found employment in a garage nearby as a mechanic. A few months later he went to work for Norris Motor and worked there for several years.
In the winter of 1949, Marion and Byron heard that there were new home projects being developed in the area that were available for veterans and after investigation, decided to purchase their first home which was located in the Willowbrook addition. Their address would be 1026 Rose Avenue. This was an exciting time for them and they watched and waited while it was being built. They moved in on the 24th of July 1950. What a day, they borrowed a pickup from his employer; Mother and dad Howard came and helped them moved. It was remembered that he drove through town brining the last load of furniture with his mother-in-law in the back of the pick-up, riding in a rocking chair. She was helping keep all the things in place in the truck which was followed by other family members in the cars with the rest of the belongings. Their next door neighbors were good friends, Keith and Dawna Whittle. They had been friends before marriage even, and it was a great surprise when they found they had bought homes next to each other.
On September 8th, 1950, Byron Gene Taylor was born. Hew as a very welcome little boy. Dad, along with Grandma and Grandpa Taylor and Grandma and Grandpa Howard and many aunts and uncles were soon to welcome him. It made Byron so happy that he had a nice, new home to bring his son to when they came home from the hospital. It had snowed while Marion and the baby were in the hospital and Byron had the furnace going and the house nice and warm when they arrived.
On June 4th 1951, Byron went to work for the Idaho Falls Fire Department. Byron started as a fireman, worked his way up through the ranks to the rank of Battalion Chief. He enjoyed his life as a fireman. His Uncle Steve Taylor was the Chief of the fire department in Boise, Idaho. Byron had him for a role model. He always enjoyed being with Uncle Steve and was encouraged by his input and advice.
Byron was an avid sportsman. He loved hunting and fishing. This was certainly a stroke of luck when he could mix his love out outdoor activities with his work. When they were not leaning to fight fires, they firemen were busy planning how to get out fishing or hunting in between the second jobs most o they had. Fire department wages were not too great, but had very good benefits. Somehow, they seemed to find time fore everything that life seemed to be spent working, planning, or remembering the last trip.
This was a job where regular vacation time could be planned and Byron and Marion loved to travel and spend time with family and friends. They always tried to take the children to see new placed of historic and scenic interest almost every summer.
The family was growing, Janice Lee was born September 28th, 1953, Barbara Jo joined the family on November 7th, 1955, Karen Beth was born June 26th, 1957, and Mark Howard on February 14, 1962.
Life was good on Rose Avenue. It was predominantly people f the same age and status. Most of the families were members of the same church ah had the same interests and standards. At one time it was remembered that they were 50 children under the age of 15 on the short street. The children had good friends and everyone seemed more to be life family that just neighbors. It was wonder place for a family to grow up.
Everyone was growing up and Byron had found he had many skills. He had remodeled the basement and built a nice bedroom for Gene and Mark. He had finished a nice family room downstairs and had finished a neat workshop for himself. He and completes a laundry and storage area to help keep everything in shop shape. Byron always liked to keep things in their proper places. His tool box and work shop were kept immaculate. He always wiper each tool before putting it away and could call from work and tell Marion to go down to the shop and bring ht tool into eh third drawer on the left hand side of the cabinet –two tools over in the slot and she always could find the proper tool, even though she might not know the name of it. All of his equipment, whether guns, fishing rods, reels or tools, house in his employment were properly cared for.
He loved to keep his cars in very good repair. He could buy one that was not in good shape and soon fix it and get it so it was like new. As many others found out about his skill, he needed a garage to wok in and one day found a garage to be moved. He came home and set the building a foundation and running a concrete floor and one day, on his free day off, he and his friend, Jess Criddle, came down the road with a garage on a makeshift trailer that had devised. To the amazement of neighbors and friends, they put the garage in place, set it down and it fit perfectly on the foundation and then bolted it in place.
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