Well, at least you made it back before Christmas,” stated Molly firmly. She looked at myself and Charlie, both us a little dilapidated sitting by the fire. She arched her eyebrow and continued. “Don’t look like you’ll be much use tomorrow for the Christmas dinner. I don’t think there will be as many as there were…
Echoes From the Campfire
The best gifts around any Christmas tree: the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in each other.” –Burton Hill “Thank God for his Son–a gift too wonderful for words!” …
Echoes From the Campfire
The narrow trail can be rough and lonely.” –Dan Arnold (Bear Creek) “The highway of the upright is to depart from evil; he who keeps his way preserves his soul.” –Proverbs 16:17(NKJV)———————————–Brrr,…
The Saga of Miles Forrest
I was at the depot when the train finally arrived from Silverton. It had been five days clearing snow before it could make it; the telegraph wires hadn’t been repaired as of yet. I was hoping to meet Charlie Gold, but instead I was given a message from him. “Need Help!” The train was filling…