I think of the pioneers often and wonder how they had the
sheer guts to load up the babies and the old people, the horses and the family dog and embark on the long dangerous
journey west. They braved Indians, wild animals, rivers and
mountains to get where they were going, often burying the
very young and the very old along the way.

I had a grandfather and a great grandfather who homesteaded
in Oklahoma. My grandfather came from Nebraska and my great
grandfather from Texas. My great grandfather left a written
record of the hardships and turmoil along the way. He wrote
long detailed letters to my great grandmother.

I suppose they just took it one step at a time, as we have
all learned how to do. A rag rug, a tea pot and a cat spelled
home to my grandmother. She relished simple pleasures and
was a treasure that we will never forget. She bore her sorrows with grace,losing three of her eight children.

The hardy, hardworking people just got it done and made a
life for themselves. We are descended from these people and
I know we can take back America for the ninety nine percent.
Those greedy, grandstanding politicians are just going to
have to suck it up.