The journals put in this story form are truly for all ages. It tells of a time when our America was just beginning to expand its horizons into the western part of the U.S. in 1850. The big build up to the 1860’s. The story shows the person, tells of trappers, travelers and other people on the rivers. A story that has appropriate language for anyone. This book has so many good short stories you are bound to enjoy most of them. Please enjoy them, as I did. From many journals now captured in many small events, parts, the kind folks tell and re-tell about grandfathers and grandmothers, about the family black sheep, uncles, kids, brothers, sisters, and schoolmates. Tails of hunting, fishing, camping, storms, travels, and odd situations. The kinds of stories told and re-told around the kitchen table, that is when the kids are out playing (and can’t hear), when relatives or visitors are sharing. Stories, sparked by a crackling campfire, that are remembered, old local history and funny stories, wrapped in the hot sun, or yea, you lost your food in the fire, or the wind took the tent, in that one never-for-get, wet and cold camp. Like a really god dinner, or like really good beans, the ones that stick with you. Stories to share with you and the rest of our readers to enjoy. This book is classed as fiction, while it still retains the historical setting of the 1850’s and is now this tellers personally owned journals. However any references to a specific time, dates, towns, events, images, real people or places are intended only to give this a historical reality. Any names, characters, and incidents are the product of the teller’s interpretation and were used fictitiously. Any resemblance, if any, to any real life situation or person is purely coincidental.