This story is from James Greet, written in 1991 about his life as a cowboy in the 1940’s. (continued from last week) When this task was completed, it was time to think about starting home with the saddle horses. Because I was young and single, the job naturally fell to me. It would take about…
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Reminiscing XIX
This story is from James Greet, written in 1991 about his life as a cowboy in the 1940’s. (continued from last week) We got to the reservoir rather early. Because the grazing that day had been very scarce, Uncle Fred had arranged to buy a load of hay to feed our beef herd and our…
Reminiscing XVIII
This story is from James Greet, written in 1991 about his life as a cowboy in the 1940’s. (continued from last week) Back on the trail again after our overnight stay at the Mahogany Buttes. Our travel was always gaining elevation to Cottonwood Pass. Our next camp would be at Bate’s Creek. We would put…
Reminiscing XVII
This story is from James Greet, written in 1991 about his life as a cowboy in the 1940’s. TRAILING BEEF TO THE RAILROAD It was a common practice for the stockmen of the area to trail their “for sale” livestock to Lysite and then by railroad to the Omaha stock market. We rounded up the…
Reminiscing XVI
This story is from James Greet, written in 1991 about his life as a cowboy in the 1940’s. Sometime early one fall, I was to go down to a place on Spring Creek to get two heifers that belonged to Allan Egbert. This would be a full days job. I was told just what pasture…
Reminiscing XV
This story is from James Greet, written in 1991 about his life as a cowboy in the 1940’s. I went down and helped Johnny Tisdale on Box Elder Creek. He had some cattle to gather and some branding to do. I ran short of a fresh mount one afternoon, so Johnny said he would stake…
Heartbreaking Loss
I searched. I read. Perhaps my memory has failed me. In preparation for this post, I was going to grab a quote from a local history book. I could not find what I wanted, so perhaps it was in another book, or I just didn’t find it. The topic was the importing of cattle into…
Reminiscing XIV
These stories are from James Greet who was my father-in-law’s (Johnny) older brother. One spring, I got in on the cow roundup at home. Then I joined the roundup that worked the range out of the Orchard cowcamp in Buffalo Canyon. We gathered about two hundred head. Some of those cowboys were Dutch Mills, Henry…
The Disappeared
How to describe those things that are gone? The silver granary that guarded the gate. Armored and at attention, but no longer filled with grain, he watched countless times as horses were led from the barn and cows were trailed past. Wagons and Ram Trucks, rattling horse trailers, dogs at heel, they filled all his…
Reminiscing XIII
Stories from James Greet: By the time I had reached my teens, I was doing a lot of riding. There were various cattle roundups, and also, it was usually my job to bring home the strays. Often , I would be gone for days at a time. One year we got word that we had…
Reminiscing XII
Stories from James Greet. ”One of the remarkable stories that dad told was about a mute range cow that they had in their herd. She would have a calf every spring. During the spring roundup one year, this cow didn’t seem to have her calf with her. This meant that her calf was left on…