They were looking for a better way of life – to breath air that hadn’t already been breathed.
Author: Jeff Hicks
“You fall down a mine shaft; that’ll be the end of you.”
Harry worked with his dad running a pack string down the Salmon River on the old Sheep Eater Indian Trail to supply mining operations.
“You bump your head a lot when you live in a cave,” Dick said one time.
Buckskin Bill said, “Ma’am, we don’t get broken legs around here!”
I was euphoric knowing I would never sit in another damn school class as long as I lived!
...an Indian woman appeared at our door and said over and over, “I can fix the boy; I can fix the boy!”
Yellow Jacket 1905 (advrider.com) Around 1927, Vic and Clyta Hicks moved their family from their homestead in Pahsimeroi, Idaho to Yellow Jacket. Like so many folks trying to make a living in those days, Vic was looking for a bit of good luck to go in his favor. Clyta and Victor Hicks Years before, he … Continue reading A Teamster Looking for Work in Yellow Jacket
My job was to look mean, worn-out, and hungry for gold.
Perhaps we will all eventually return to our roots and reclaim in some intrinsic way what was once ours.