Variable winds carry the stench of burned flesh up to the promontory where I, General José María Rangel, sit atop my nervous horse.  It occurs to me that the smell is not unlike that of an asado I sampled in Buenos Aires some years ago.  Meat, after all, is meat, whether animal or human.  From time to time the animal beneath me shies and dances when a rolling cloud reaches high enough to engulf us.

Below, the village of Tomóchic smolders, nearly leveled.  The last stronghold was the church.  I see smoke billowing out of its windows and around the steeple, signaling the end of the last of them, as if they could win a challenge against me and my mission to rid the north of insurgent vermin.  No, we will not honor the village corpses.  Those not incinerated will be left to rot.  It will be a lesson.  Another lesson…

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Tomóchic Blood

At the turn of the nineteenth century, each of the countries of North America--Canada, the United States and Mexico--determined to crush opposition throughout their lands with military force, if need be.  InManitoba, Louis Riel, the leader of the Métis, was hanged in 1885.  The massacre by the US Cavalry of the Sioux at Wounded Knee in the Dakotas took place in 1890.  And in the Sierra Madre of Mexico, the village of Tomóchic in Chihuahua was razed by federal troops in 1892.  The Métis, the Indians, and the Mestizos incurred the wrath of their governments by defying attempts make them surrender their lands, their cultures, and their autonomy.  There were survivors, however, those who escaped the devastation and those who are descendants and relatives of the victims.  The spirit of self-determination yet lives among them.  This is a story of one lone writer and teacher who did not abandon the demand for justice.

Variable winds carry the stench of burned flesh up to the promontory where I, General José María Rangel, sit atop my nervous horse.  It occurs to me that the smell is not unlike that of an asado I sampled in Buenos Aires some years ago.  Meat, after all, is meat, whether animal or human.  From time to time the animal beneath me shies and dances when a rolling cloud reaches high enough to engulf us.

Below, the village of Tomóchic smolders, nearly leveled.  The last stronghold was the church.  I see smoke billowing out of its windows and around the steeple, signaling the end of the last of them, as if they could win a challenge against me and my mission to rid the north of insurgent vermin.  No, we will not honor the village corpses.  Those not incinerated will be left to rot.  It will be a lesson.  Another lesson…

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Tomóchic Blood

At the turn of the nineteenth century, each of the countries of North America--Canada, the United States and Mexico--determined to crush opposition throughout their lands with military force, if need be.  InManitoba, Louis Riel, the leader of the Métis, was hanged in 1885.  The massacre by the US Cavalry of the Sioux at Wounded Knee in the Dakotas took place in 1890.  And in the Sierra Madre of Mexico, the village of Tomóchic in Chihuahua was razed by federal troops in 1892.  The Métis, the Indians, and the Mestizos incurred the wrath of their governments by defying attempts make them surrender their lands, their cultures, and their autonomy.  There were survivors, however, those who escaped the devastation and those who are descendants and relatives of the victims.  The spirit of self-determination yet lives among them.  This is a story of one lone writer and teacher who did not abandon the demand for justice.

Wise beyond his years, Johnny Black Hawk takes pride in his mixed heritage, believing in the inherent good of both the Indians and whites. Then the Civil War brings unbearable grief and suffering.

Amid troubles, triumphs, deception and daring, Johnny struggles to follow his father’s teachings about honor. Emotions long dormant are revealed, as he discovers decency in a person long considered evil, and the miraculous faith of another, once thought a fool. 

Then the white mans’ broken promises and greed bring death and destruction to the Indian people, and he must learn to listen with his heart to an ancient, sacred voice.

 But will he ever understand the meaning of his gift from the Grandfathers? 

Adrian's Revenge, a quasi-fiction/non fictional tale bathed in a spritual backwash with a protagonist who is haunted throughout the story. Come join in on the quest of this modern day hero of a sort that begins in historic Spain as its Kings and Queens send brave explorers or not to the foreign shores of the Americas to search out the new world as he searches for answers to questions that have driven him to seek the truth about why his parents had to die and perhaps why he himself had been preordained to discover the deadly secret surrounding the untimely death of his dearly departed loved ones.

Come, read of the other characters, football heroes, and the like who helped Jonathan Jackson find his way.  Some unwittingly, some unwillingly, but all in the end giving in to the same will, an ultimate will which likewise drove Jonathan and sent an angel to assure him that his quest was not in vain.  But instead was a noble, and holy trek through life, the game of football and a North American journey meant to be.

Adrian's Revenge, a quasi-fiction/non fictional tale bathed in a spritual backwash with a protagonist who is haunted throughout the story. Come join in on the quest of this modern day hero of a sort that begins in historic Spain as its Kings and Queens send brave explorers or not to the foreign shores of the Americas to search out the new world as he searches for answers to questions that have driven him to seek the truth about why his parents had to die and perhaps why he himself had been preordained to discover the deadly secret surrounding the untimely death of his dearly departed loved ones.

Come, read of the other characters, football heroes, and the like who helped Jonathan Jackson find his way.  Some unwittingly, some unwillingly, but all in the end giving in to the same will, an ultimate will which likewise drove Jonathan and sent an angel to assure him that his quest was not in vain.  But instead was a noble, and holy trek through life, the game of football and a North American journey meant to be.

“Lone Feather and the Settlers” is a poignant American story set in the 19^th century when the country was expanding and pushing back the frontier.  The conflict—and the eventual resolution—between the native tribes who occupied the land and the settlers who came to claim it are captured in three firsthand accounts.

Each chapter-story is told by a different woman: Lone Feather, a fictitious Pottawatomie woman; Almeda Naper, wife of settler Captain Joseph Naper; and Hannah Ditzler, a schoolteacher who was born and lived for ninety years in the town known as Naperville, and whose diaries first inspired this book.

It is a captivating story for readers of all ages, giving individual voices to the history of our country as it developed westward.

THE BIRDMAN OF TREADWELL

Through his diaries Edwin Warren takes you back in time over a hundred years ago as if in a time capsule.  It is as if you are there by his side and can imagine you are in his place as he witnesses death and injury on all too many occasions in the world famous Treadwell gold mine on Douglas Island, Alaska.

You will experience the daily routine working at the mine including a near riot, rescuing a little Indian boy from a near tragic fall, the Treadwell Ghost, the fear of working with an incompetent hoist operator who dropped the cage on several occasions including once with volatile explosives.  Working as a powder man you will come close to death in a near collision with the ore train and the powder truck.  You will experience what the accommodations were like at the beginning of the last century on the many different steam boats Edwin sailed on during his two adventures to Alaska.

THE BIRDMAN OF TREADWELL

Through his diaries Edwin Warren takes you back in time over a hundred years ago as if in a time capsule.  It is as if you are there by his side and can imagine you are in his place as he witnesses death and injury on all too many occasions in the world famous Treadwell gold mine on Douglas Island, Alaska.

You will experience the daily routine working at the mine including a near riot, rescuing a little Indian boy from a near tragic fall, the Treadwell Ghost, the fear of working with an incompetent hoist operator who dropped the cage on several occasions including once with volatile explosives.  Working as a powder man you will come close to death in a near collision with the ore train and the powder truck.  You will experience what the accommodations were like at the beginning of the last century on the many different steam boats Edwin sailed on during his two adventures to Alaska.

A readable history of Easton, PA, drawing together material from many piecemeal sources, with pictures of historic sites as they exist today. Easton was extremely important to the fate of the American colonies during the French and Indian War, and also played an important role during the American Revolution. It then served as a hub for the growing commercial development of the new nation. Includes an Appendix of historical sites, to assist walking or driving tours, with many references to an available free map.

When I was only a child; my parents used to send me over to my grandmother’s place to stay with her overnight. At the time my grandmother used to tell me stories of Native American Indians. My grandmother is of Native American descent. She was told these stories when she was a child. Every time I stayed with her she would repeat these stories to me. Even now I remember these stories by heart as though they were told to me just yesterday.

I thought in recent years about children and how these stories would help educate them about Native American culture and help them learn to read.

This story pertains to the adventures of a young man named Paul, who felt compelled to enter the wilderness, due to the betrayal of the woman he is about to marry.  He suddenly became introvert while seldom if every bothered with anyone except his blood brother Chief Black Hand of the Delaware Nation. Then Paul unexpectedly came across a lone survivor of a burnt out Colonial Village, that had been constructed on the Delaware’s land inside the Ohio Territory. Together Em and Paul journeyed into a very usual adventure together and finally married in St. Louis. In the city of New Orleans, Louisiana their marriage seemed to waffle, but only until Morning Star came into the picture, then it began to crumbled like a house of cards. Morning Star proved to be an altogether different woman than Paul had ever run into, since she understood his love of the wilderness and what Em had always considered to be his peculiar habits. However, they too struggled to come to term with what he felt to be the loyalty that he should owe his wife.

This story is about a young woman’s search for love and all the disappointments that it possessed for her, all within an eight year period of time, both with and without the captainship of her husband.  Janet believed in women’s rights, even before anyone understood its concept.  She lived in the time period of the old English common law, which permitted the Rule of Thumb, that allowed a man to beat his wife with a switch, no thicker than his own thumb.  Naturally she didn’t believe in any of this nonsense, so she put on her old buckskins and set out to find her own destiny.By dressing as a man she possessed what she required the most, total freedom!