The Preacher’s Son

Since this week’s challenge was to write about the troublemaker or the black sheep in the family, I thought I would play it safe and write about a distant cousin, a very distant cousin. The bad boy in my family tale was the son of a preacher. This farm boy fought in the Civil War, and didn’t like to curse. But this good boy gone bad loved his notoriety as an outlaw and even handed out press releases after some of his crimes. This infamous thief enjoyed the title of Robin Hood although no accounts exist of how he shared his wealth with those less fortunate. Eventually, his wicked ways did come with a price, for this outlaw, this son, this husband and father was shot in back of his head, murdered, dead at the age of thirty-four. Continue reading “The Preacher’s Son”

The Road to Freedom ~ Abolitionists: Levi and Catharine Coffin

Throughout their lives, Levi and Catharine Coffin helped thousands of slaves find their way to freedom. This Quaker couple opened their homes and their hearts while defying government mandates and relying on the truths of a heavenly Father to guide them while helping those in need. Continue reading “The Road to Freedom ~ Abolitionists: Levi and Catharine Coffin”

Heroine of Buffalo Creek Valley: Anne Rowe Hupp

On a frosty March night, a young wife and mother had a frightening dream. In her sleep, the wife witnessed a copper snake attack her husband. She watched in horror as its venomous fangs sank deep into her husband’s palm. As hard as she tried, she could not loosen its deadly grip. Continue reading “Heroine of Buffalo Creek Valley: Anne Rowe Hupp”

The Hunter

My grandfather, Tom Allen, was a rancher; he raised sheep on the western slope of Colorado, near the little town of Hotchkiss, Colorado. Ranching played an important role in my family, for a very long time.   It was a way of life. Grandpa grew up on a ranch, and began helping his father at a very young age. As a child, he knew the cycle. Ranch kids have always understood that raising stock means food on the table; that’s why this tale has always warmed my heart. Continue reading “The Hunter”