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:iconcatch---22:
I was raised in Oklahoma
to the strains of a country song.
I was raised to find you honey
and to walk this world sometimes alone.

When the rain falls, I walk in it.
When the snow falls, I just freeze.
It's you that I call the very minute
When the sun shines down on me...

[link] kevin welch



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This vista always make me stop and reflect when I go this way... and to tell the truth since there's really nothing out here, I only go this way when I need to see it again. I look across the flat plains to the wichita mountains and I try and imagine what it was like when my great great great grandfather left the Northeast and came to Oklahoma territory with all his worldly possessions and hope for a better life...manifest destiny still in play.

He and 29,000 homesteaders registered at Fort Sill for the last of the land allotments which were decided by lottery. He drew an allotment near the base of the mountains at the far right. at some point he sold his land and bought three township lots in the newly formed town of Lawton and became established.

at the time Geronimo, who had been a prisoner of war at the fort for years, was a beloved local celebrity. Quana Parker, the last leader of the powerful Quahadi band before they surrendered in the battle of the Great Plains and went to a reservation in Indian Territory, had become a very wealthy rancher and was influential in Comanche and European American society. His mother was a European American captured by the Comanche when she was 9. Quana was born in these very mountains... I imagine it as a place of very many strange juxtapositions.

not too many years before, the Comanches, Kiowas and Southern Cheyennes had gone to war and the southern plains thundered with the hoof beats of their ponies... and the bison ruled as they had for thousands of years.

lol, as I said it tends to make me lost in thought. Even now there is a small sense of the "wild west" and "the frontier" in this place. I spent many a summer of my youth at my grandparents place nestled in the rocky foot hills of this range, just 4 miles from the wildlife refuge. My sister and I would sneak down the creek to watch and listen when the Kiowa held powwow. The sound of their drums and chants always seemed a perfectly natural thing to hear on these winds.
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=1001G Dec 8, 2012
Hubbies ancestors did that in Kansas. Pictures of total barren land and a cabin sets on it, not even white washed.
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*catch---22 Dec 8, 2012
oooOOOooo have you scanned these?
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=1001G Dec 8, 2012
no, the originals are hanging in our loft. The east wall is covered with all my ancestors and the south wall with his. Very interesting stories. I can just go back as far as my grandfather that was an actor in Koln(cologne) but hubby's side we go back as far as his great grandfather or could be great great
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*catch---22 Dec 10, 2012
I keep meaning to bring some old photos into the office to scan... but haven't made it yet.
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=1001G Dec 10, 2012
and dont forget to write on the back of them for when your gone the kids will know who they are......:)
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*catch---22 Dec 10, 2012
that we have done well. my grandmother was very big on family history.
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=1001G Dec 11, 2012
oh thats great. My family was not and I come from a interesting one.
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*catch---22 Dec 11, 2012
well it's your job then ;)
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*Michaeldavitt Aug 26, 2012  Professional Writer
I can't light no more of your darkness
All my pictures seem to fade to black and white
I'm growing tired and time stands still before me
Frozen here on the ladder of my life
Too late to save myself from falling
I took a chance and changed your way of life
But you misread my meaning when I met you
Closed the door and left me blinded by the light

Don't let the sun go down on me
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*catch---22 Sep 3, 2012
well I'll have that one going through my head now.
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