July 22, 1915 “That dog is drinking out of the toilet!” Maggie replied, “Freshest water in the house, and he knows it.” Charlie left the water closest with only the slightest bit of water dripping from his muzzle. “Do you know who I am?” “You’re Fred C. Williams.” Looking up from the pot she briskly […]

July 25, 1915 “Rent a couple horses from the Whitecross stable. I’ll load up my pack horses with camping gear and a kitchen. We can ride to Dinosaur or Long Lake on Buffalo Pass. I bet the trout are hungry up there.” A.M. Gooding put his beer on the table and asked, “What do you […]