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Monday, November 16, 2009

Ghost Riders


Many of us have antecedents going back throughout the entire history of this country, rawboned pioneers clawing a living from the land. Reading their stories and seeing their old photos brings an eerie sense of eternity to their existence. Many held on to a tenuous life against all odds, never knowing when all was lost, never knowing when to quit. Some souls held on long after life was gone; they became as forever as the land. Just as you can see the light from long dead stars, souls from long ago can cloud your reality with glimpses of what once was. Click here to visit with Wild Ed as he tells of The Stranger at the Campfire.




2 comments:

Arthur B. Burnett said...

Greetings from Texas,
This was a good story and an interesting site. It will be worth returning to.

James A. Zachary Jr. said...

Texas does have more than its share of great bloggers ;)