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The Podcasts: Embark on a journey into a collection of true stories written by my grandmother, born in the remarkable year of 1893. She lived through a century of profound change, observing and documenting her experiences until the ripe old age of 100. These accounts offer a personal and evocative perspective of times gone by.

My grandmother and grandfather traveling on mules into the Grand Canyon in 1953.

Embark on a journey into a collection of true stories written by my grandmother, born in the remarkable year of 1893. She lived through a century of profound change, observing and documenting her experiences until the ripe old age of 100. These accounts offer a personal and evocative perspective of times gone by.

Embark on a journey into a collection of true stories written by my grandmother, born in the remarkable year of 1893. She lived through a century of profound change, observing and documenting her experiences until the ripe old age of 100. These accounts offer a personal and evocative perspective of times gone by.

Were the good old days really all that good? Writings from my grandmother's journals describing daily life at the turn of the 20th century.

The Podcasts: Embark on a journey into a collection of true stories written by my grandmother, born in the remarkable year of 1893. She lived through a century of profound change, observing and documenting her experiences until the ripe old age of 100. These accounts offer a personal and evocative perspective of times gone by.

Memories of my grandmother's childhood at the turn of the 20th century.

The Podcasts: Embark on a journey into a collection of true stories written by my grandmother, born in the remarkable year of 1893. She lived through a century of profound change, observing and documenting her experiences until the ripe old age of 100. These accounts offer a personal and evocative perspective of times gone by.

When I was eleven years old, in the summer of 1904, I took a trip through Yellowstone Park. We had a large wagon, pulled by four horses, to carry our supplies, two saddle horses and two buggies which held four people each.

"Yellowstone was so unspoiled at the time, but you had to be very careful where you stepped, as there were very few warning signs and practically no railings so you could easily step into boiling water."

The Podcasts: Embark on a journey into a collection of true stories written by my grandmother, born in the remarkable year of 1893. She lived through a century of profound change, observing and documenting her experiences until the ripe old age of 100. These accounts offer a personal and evocative perspective of times gone by.