The new header is a photgraph taken several years ago by me with a throw-away camera of the terrain around Oak CreekVillage and Sedona, Arizona. The pile in the middle is called Bell Rock, a famous landmark in the area where the vortexes merge and not far from the site of the recent sweat-lodge disaster. Some people will do anything for amusement or to get a little bit of money. The Indians have their sacred mountains (and casinos) and the white man has his vortexes. By the way, a local tribe has laid claim to a parcel of land adjacent to the new Phoenix Cardinal stadium and will buiild a casino complex to bring in money for the tribe, the Tohono Nation, that is, if or when they get approval from the City of Glendale. I will have only a five-minute (at the most) drive to make a donation, it being close to Sun City.
Since I started blogging that Hillside Cabin story, the Fourth of July flew by (happy 4th), Bastille Day disappeared (happy Bastille to my Parisian friends, if I have any left) and now the National Day of the Cowboy has come and gone, too (to all the real cowboys, make-believe cowboys (like me), acting cowboys and all the others who profess to have an interest in cowboys, happy Day of the Cowboy). And in Utah, the 24th of July is the big clebration of the arrival of Brigham Young's party into the Salt Lake valley in 1847 among whom was my great-great-grandfather. He was working with the Pawnee and Oto Indians in Nebraska when the Mormons showed up, so he joined up with them and switched to Latter Day Saint, the story is on frontiertales.com site in a fictionalized version. Take a look. And a belated happy 24th to those in Utah.
Well, great header you have and I like the addition of the books.
ReplyDeleteDavid, thanks. I wish I could take credit for the books, but they come with the template.
ReplyDeletePosted a comment, but I don't think it took. At the risk of a repeat, here it is again.
ReplyDeleteHandsome new pic in your banner. Well done. I grew up not far from the Mormon trail in Nebraska. The excitement was over by the time my forebears got there, so they stayed put.
Thanks, Ron. I wish sometimes my gggrandpa had stayed put there, but I can't blame him for moving on with the way life was back then.
ReplyDeleteDon't know if you're reading old comments, but I had some time to read the start of the story you've been posting. Left a few words there at the end of part 1.
ReplyDeleteI grew up in Pawnee and Otoe country in Nebraska. Must have been close to where your kin met up with the Morman's. The photo header is very nice.
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Ron - Yes, I saw you're comment and left one of my own, and the creosote bushes are plentiful around here along with the others.
ReplyDeleteOld guy rambling - My gggpa was on the Pawnee reservation at the time along the Loup River. He was a farmer for the Agency and one son (my ggpa, 16 years old then) was an interpreter and another son a little older a blacksmith.
And thanks for reading m blog and commenting.
ReplyDeleteI never knew there was a Pawnee reservation in Nebraska. I just checked wikipedia. The U.S. government relocated them to Oklahoma in 1887. Another history of broken promises.
ReplyDeleteInteresting stuff Oscar, especially with you talking from a local angle.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Mr. Valance.
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