Soapweed
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My journal entry for Thursday, July 4, 1968
No one broke any records getting up this morning. I clambered out at 8:00 and helped do chores. The girls also went down to the corrals and messed around.
Mom fixed a good breakfast of French toast, eggs, bacon, and cereal.
Dad was driving around, so I spent most of the morning catching up on my diary. Also I wrote a letter to Skeeter (thanking him for sending the reward money for me finding his pistol). Then I read in "Flame on the Frontier," by Dorothy M. Johnson.
I gassed up the pickup, loaded my saddle, and put some hay in for bedding before dinner. Afterwards everyone had quite lengthy naps.
The whole tribe of us piled into the pickup and went down to the Leach Place. We got the horses in when we arrived. I saddled Jig, Sandra got Ribbon, and Sybil rode Uncle Stan's horse, Susie.
The three of us kids tried to round up some club calves while Mom, Dad, and Nancy Jean went to the Fuchser Place to check cattle. We got three pairs together, but couldn't match up about three more.
When the other bunch got back, we had a picnic supper at the Webster buildings. Then we loaded two cows and two calves on the pickup and came home.
We did chores, and then shot off a few fireworks.
No one broke any records getting up this morning. I clambered out at 8:00 and helped do chores. The girls also went down to the corrals and messed around.
Mom fixed a good breakfast of French toast, eggs, bacon, and cereal.
Dad was driving around, so I spent most of the morning catching up on my diary. Also I wrote a letter to Skeeter (thanking him for sending the reward money for me finding his pistol). Then I read in "Flame on the Frontier," by Dorothy M. Johnson.
I gassed up the pickup, loaded my saddle, and put some hay in for bedding before dinner. Afterwards everyone had quite lengthy naps.
The whole tribe of us piled into the pickup and went down to the Leach Place. We got the horses in when we arrived. I saddled Jig, Sandra got Ribbon, and Sybil rode Uncle Stan's horse, Susie.
The three of us kids tried to round up some club calves while Mom, Dad, and Nancy Jean went to the Fuchser Place to check cattle. We got three pairs together, but couldn't match up about three more.
When the other bunch got back, we had a picnic supper at the Webster buildings. Then we loaded two cows and two calves on the pickup and came home.
We did chores, and then shot off a few fireworks.