Tuesday, June 07, 2005
MEMORIES OF ALMA GREER
Since starting this project I am getting memories from others who grew up in the area. The Greers owned farms and ranches from Red Mesa Colorado to Cherry Creek. This is an E-mail from the poetry writer, Alma Greer who wrote and published a wonderful book titled, BAREFOOT BOYS OF PICNIC FLAT.
Tincture of sagebrush tea.
I MAKE IT OUT OF SAGE BRUSH TENDER LEAVES. IT TAKES AWAY PAIN. LEG CRAMPS. IT ISN'T A ONE TIME THING FOR A CURE. BUT IT DOES TAKE PAIN AWAY TEMPORARELY.
"Do you want to know along the old Morman Trail? Or are you talking about the new road? Do you want to know from the Dry Side road, from our old home place, or the beginning of the road up on the highway? I'm sure Burr will want to know from where to start. He is full of the old Morman Road stories. He always wanted to go down Mancos Canyon to see if he could see the old road that went down to Webber Canyon. So the last time we were there, we went down there on a stage coach. We didn't go up the mountain road. Just down the canyon to where that road turned to go up old Webber Canyon. He had been down that mountain road when he was young. He rode down horse back. My the history that went by our eyes. I could just see the stage coaches with fallen trees
tied on behind, to keep the coaches from running over the horses. From the bottom of the hill, you could see most of the old road winding up the mountain side. I could just see the womens faces as they tried to stay in the narrow coach seat. I could see the bandanas across the drivers faces, keeping out the dust. As well, see the drivers struggling to stay on that high seat, swaying from side to side. Just knowing any time the coach could tip over and they all would go tumbling down the steep mountain side. To be part of the rest of the broken wheels, coaches, and such strung along down the steep terrain. Which have long been picked up by fun seekers of yesteryear. Would make for a great short story as well as a good poem. (*._.*) Alma's husband grew up closer to Mancos than I did."
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Tincture of sagebrush tea.
I MAKE IT OUT OF SAGE BRUSH TENDER LEAVES. IT TAKES AWAY PAIN. LEG CRAMPS. IT ISN'T A ONE TIME THING FOR A CURE. BUT IT DOES TAKE PAIN AWAY TEMPORARELY.
"Do you want to know along the old Morman Trail? Or are you talking about the new road? Do you want to know from the Dry Side road, from our old home place, or the beginning of the road up on the highway? I'm sure Burr will want to know from where to start. He is full of the old Morman Road stories. He always wanted to go down Mancos Canyon to see if he could see the old road that went down to Webber Canyon. So the last time we were there, we went down there on a stage coach. We didn't go up the mountain road. Just down the canyon to where that road turned to go up old Webber Canyon. He had been down that mountain road when he was young. He rode down horse back. My the history that went by our eyes. I could just see the stage coaches with fallen trees
tied on behind, to keep the coaches from running over the horses. From the bottom of the hill, you could see most of the old road winding up the mountain side. I could just see the womens faces as they tried to stay in the narrow coach seat. I could see the bandanas across the drivers faces, keeping out the dust. As well, see the drivers struggling to stay on that high seat, swaying from side to side. Just knowing any time the coach could tip over and they all would go tumbling down the steep mountain side. To be part of the rest of the broken wheels, coaches, and such strung along down the steep terrain. Which have long been picked up by fun seekers of yesteryear. Would make for a great short story as well as a good poem. (*._.*) Alma's husband grew up closer to Mancos than I did."
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