As a child, I was blessed to have my maternal grandparents live on the same little island in California. Their sweet presence made a positive impact on my life, and I enjoyed spending time with them, especially when I could spend the night. Continue reading “Cowgirls and Freckles”
Aspiring, lifting, daunting
A mountain sentry welcomes
Sierra Continue reading “Sierra”
“Home is where our story begins…”
What stories about home would you like to share? This week’s theme has so many delightful ways in which to showcase our family tales. Just upload your stories in the comments. Continue reading “Home — Week Ten”
One of my favorite old-time photos shows my great, great grandfather, William Strassburg, crossing a river on a wagon with a pair of horses. No name or date appears on the back. However, I know my grandfather lived in Gunnison, Colorado for many years, and the scenery does resemble the Western Slope of Colorado. The boys in the wagon are a mystery, and no one in the family knew who the children were. Continue reading “Crossing the River”
–Richard Dean Anderson
Near Canon City, Colorado, the Royal Gorge Bridge sits on a 360 acre parcel of land that attracts tourists from around the world. This bridge crosses a gorge that is over 950 feet above the Arkansas River. Until 2001, this bridge was the highest bridge in the world. Continue reading “The Royal Gorge Bridge”
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”
the mighty Rocky Mountains–
You’re off to great places!
Today is you day!
Your mountain is waiting,
So…get on you way!