The Sad Case of Hi Bernard

I’ve mentioned in previous posts that my mom’s people settled in an area called Brown’s Park née Hole for a bit during the turn of the 19th century.  My ancestors were cattlemen, ranchers, and ranch wives (probably the hardiest lot of the bunch) before eventually moving to town sometime in the early 1900s.  I am trying to discover my roots and find out more about those ancestors so I have read a few books about Brown’s Park in the hopes I will run across an ancestor’s name or two.  My findings have been slim but that doesn’t mean I haven’t found other interesting stories in a colorful place with a bit of interesting history.  One that caught my attention is the sad case of Hi Bernard. Continue reading

The Cataract of Lodore

There is a place called Brown’s Park that encompasses northwestern Colorado, southern Wyoming, and northeastern Utah.  The history of it is replete with Native Americans, early 20th century outlaws (Butch Cassidy), cattle rustlers, cattle barons, homesteaders, and miners.  Mixed in all that history happens to be some of my family history.  My mom’s ancestors once lived in in Brown’s Park (nee Hole).  Her grandma once danced with Butch Cassidy. Continue reading