Survival in a Northern Wilderness: A Mother's Story--Part XXXVIII
Orrah Jr. was holding a telegram in his hand, and Violet just knew “we had lost our beloved Frankie”, it read “Frank drowned on Harris...
Survival in a Northern Wilderness: A Mother's Story--Part XXXI
The bear hit the ground, Orrah said she moved like lightning and was roaring like thunder. It seemed like slow motion as he got his 763...
Survival in a Northern Wilderness: A Mother's Story--Part XXX
A gift of $150 from son Wesley allowed Violet to buy a new piano, but it didn’t come with a bench. Wes decided he would build one and...
Survival in a Northern Wilderness: A Mother's Story--Part XXIX
It was early June of 1952 and Violet was expecting a new addition to the family but didn’t show it; however she never showed with any of...
Survival in a Northern Wilderness: A Mother's Story--Part XXVII
Violet had a proverbial laundry list of things to do before winter set in but Orrah kept pestering her to go out on the trap line with...
Survival in a Northern Wilderness: A Mother's Story--Part XXV
Violet was badly hurt when daughter Elnora was chopping clods of frozen sawdust with an unusually sharp grub hoe to cover their summer...
Survival in a Northern Wilderness: A Mother's Story--Part XXIV
Always in the later part of February Violets boys and their dad would come off the trap lines to put up ice to use during the upcoming...
Survival in a Northern Wilderness: A Mother's Story--Part XXIII
Dogs were permanent fixtures in Violet's home from the time she eloped by dog sled with Orrah, until her children were grown. Violet's...
