Owning A Piece of History

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Map quest says the mileage between Syracuse, New York and Pleasant Hill, Oregon is two thousand nine hundred twelve miles. Assuming you stop to eat and sleep along the way, driving would take the better part of six days. If you fly, the time would drop to five or six hours.

Now travel back in time. The year is 1847. You’re twenty-nine years old and the call of Oregon territory fevers in your brain. All you own is a saddle, a bedroll, and a dream to build your fortune in the West.

You set out on horseback, determined to share in this new land. Traveling with a wagon train for safety, you arrive saddle-sore and journey-weary only to be greeted with a downpour. Shelter is a one-room cabin occupied by a fellow pioneer and his wife. Will you stay or will this dream shatter—moving you on to California?

I know the end of this tale–that the man made a difference in the lives of many others. I know the story is true for this man is my great, great grandfather and I am a DESCENDANT.

I’m excited about this story.  I’ll let you know when it’s finished and when you can expect to read it.  Publishing takes time, though, so come back often and catch up on other things I post.

See you soon.

What you can expect in the future.

I write. Books. . . Blogs. . . Articles. . . Poetry

I write about people who hurt, people who are disillusioned with life, people who need to laugh and find healing through the One who can make lives over. I write with humor and about funny situations. About people who take life as it comes and make the best of what life has to offer.

And the best life has to offer only comes with a knowledge of the giver of life, the one true God.  Pick up a Bible and turn to the book of John and you can know Him, too.


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3 thoughts on “Owning A Piece of History

  1. Hi, Pat! I just took a chance and “googled” Eighth Air Force flying Fortress “Skinny,” the plane that my dad was a tail gunner on, and saw your article about Mr. Lenvil. My dad died when I was 12. He was given the Distinguished Flying Cross and 3 Oak Leaf Clusters. I learned a little more from your article about the recognition by President Roosevelt citing this group for the historic bombing of the Muhlembau aircraft assembly plant at Brunswick. Do you know how they were “cited.” My Mom knows of no such commendation, other than the medals he received (maybe that was it.) I have all of his medals, now. I wish I could speak with Mr. Lenvil. I never had the opportunity to talk to my Dad about WWII. I have worked for the VA for 25 years…..thank you.

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