On the Alberta/Montana Border
Saturday, February 22, 2020

The White Stuff

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It’s the ‘white stuff’ in the middle of the Oreo cookie that sets it apart from all the others of its friends in cookie-dom. But only i...
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Friday, February 21, 2020

Driving or Driven

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Throughout my early years, I spent many, many hours herding cattle. Driving them into corrals. And loading them into big cattleliner...
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Thursday, February 20, 2020

True Grit

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Or something similar... Teaching school has never been easy. Even in the heavy-handed discipline days of 1903 . . .  Eighteen-year...
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Tuesday, February 18, 2020

Twenty-Seven Twenty-Sevens

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1.  Mom started me out over 64 years ago with a mixture of evaporated milk, Caro syrup and water. In a bottle. It’s starting to sound good a...
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Monday, February 17, 2020

Ol’ Blue

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A horse much better  than the rest, Ol’ Blue, Although you’d have to look for it, it’s true, Cantankerous as a horse could be, Woul...
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Friday, February 14, 2020

The Ransom of Sally

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Sally is a little long-winded today... Have I ever mentioned that living with Sally is an adventure? Well I should have. The thing ...
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Thursday, February 13, 2020

Getting Trained

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Sarah, my grandmother, on her wedding day 1905. Life was just . . . different back then. 1901. In rural Utah, one made do. And s...
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Wednesday, February 12, 2020

Escaped

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“It’ll be a great escape!” said he, “The sun, the sand, the water, me. “Come fly out cross the wide blue sea, “It’s how the winter’...
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Monday, February 10, 2020

It’s All Relatives

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Two of my relatives. Gramma and Grampa Stringam I love to hear the stories of my relatives who went before, Great Grandfather, whose...
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