Yours, Mine and Ours – Twenty Kids!

As a father and step father, my grandfather David cared for twenty children!

My great great-grandfather, David Allen, was a farmer and a rancher for most of his life.  My grandfather was born in Somerset County, Pennsylvania in 1810, and his parents were Philip and Nancy “Ann” Wilcox.  By the time he was four years old, his family was living in Monroe County, Ohio. Continue reading “Yours, Mine and Ours – Twenty Kids!”

Anything But Math!

I was thrilled to have my degree, but I do remember happily declaring, “No more math!”

Let me just say that math has never truly been my thing. When I was attending a community college, I saved my math courses for last. Since I started college as a late bloomer, I knew I would eventually have to take my math classes if I wanted to transfer to the university with my associate’s degree in hand. Still, I put it off. In my mind, I just figured if I passed everything else, I would just have to put my fears aside and just dive in. That last semester I took algebra and statistics, and I was in math hell. I never worked so hard in all my life! Continue reading “Anything But Math!”

Uncle Walter

As a child one afternoon, I remembered sitting quietly in my grandmother’s living room and listening to her talk to about her family. For many years after her mother died when she was so young, she didn’t have very much information about her family. Since some of the talk was for adults only, I was sent to another room where, I admit, I eavesdropped their conversation. One name that came up time after time was Uncle Walter. This kind man, who never married, always cared for his many family members and shared his home to all who needed a place to live. Continue reading “Uncle Walter”

The Unexpected Road Trip: The Ranch ~ July 22

While driving down the lane to my grandparent’s family home, so many emotions tugged at my heart. Stories about my family swirled in my head as I slowly approached the old cabin. Weaving along the dirt road, I wished that my mother were with me, so she could answer the many questions that started to form as I took my first glimpse back into time. Continue reading “The Unexpected Road Trip: The Ranch ~ July 22”

The Unexpected Road Trip: The North Fork Valley ~ July 22

I had butterflies and couldn’t sleep, so I finally rolled out of bed about 4:30 this morning and hopped in the shower.   Today, I was returning “home” to Hotchkiss, Colorado to attend a family reunion, and I hadn’t been there since my grandmother’s funeral in 1983. Too many years had passed since I had visited my early home. Continue reading “The Unexpected Road Trip: The North Fork Valley ~ July 22”

The Unexpected Road Trip: The Tooth Fairy and Connor B. ~ July 20

DSC02790Well come to find out the Tooth Fairy had some problems making her delivery this week when Connor lost his tooth the other night, so we decided to write her an email to resolve this issue. She was quite pleasant and worked hard to make amends with my grandson. Connor and I were quite pleased how she handled this whole situation.  Here is our correspondence with the famed fairy. Continue reading “The Unexpected Road Trip: The Tooth Fairy and Connor B. ~ July 20”

The Unexpected Road Trip: Birthday Surprise Party: July 18

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Max and Mitzi

After the death of my brother David, I needed some time away. My daughter Leslie told me to come to the mountains for some R & R. Without much planning, I threw some clothes into my duffle bag, grabbed my puppies, and headed north to the small mountain town of Kremmling, Colorado. Continue reading “The Unexpected Road Trip: Birthday Surprise Party: July 18”

The Toothbrush

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My mama, Dotty Allen, her horse, Midge and her furry friend.

Sitting on the porch of their small cabin, my grandparents, my aunt and my mama enjoyed a pleasant evening on their Colorado ranch. As the family visited together, the family dogs tried to join in on the family fun. Since the pets had horrible breath, my grandfather, Tom Allen chased the dogs off the porch and would not allow them to sit any where near the family. Continue reading “The Toothbrush”

The Legendary Samuel Houston

At six foot two, this large man could hold his own, and he wasn’t afraid to stand firm in his beliefs.  He lived by his own convictions even when his ideals went against the norm.  This man was always outspoken and always controversial; Samuel Houston has continued to live on as one of our nation’s most imaginative and outrageous characters. He was born on March 2, 1793 in Timber Ridge, Virginia to his parents, Samuel Houston and Elizabeth Paxton. His father died when he was thirteen years old, and his mother moved the family to Tennessee and settled the family on a farm in Maryville. Since he did not enjoy working on his family farm, he escaped his older brother’s efforts to train him as a farmer. In time, the young rebel ran away and lived with a local Cherokee tribe, and he was given the name “Black Raven.” He lived with his new family for about three years, so he learned their customs and their language. Continue reading “The Legendary Samuel Houston”