As a child I loved to hear my grandmother talk about the "olden days" when she and Grandfather homesteaded southeast of Foss, Oklahoma.
They had just finished building their small home and had not hung the door yet. Grandmother was sitting, waiting for Grandfather to come home. He walked to Foss every day to work for a dollar a day, and walked home each evening. In the twilight she rocked the baby, with her small daughter on a stool at her feet and a lighted lamp on the table.
When the dog whined, Grandmother glanced toward the door. There stood a huge timber wolf, growling.
Grandmother shoved the little girl out of the way and tossed the baby on the bed. She grabbed the door and held it in the doorway. The wolf left. Grandmother always thought it was the lighted lamp that kept the wolf from walking in.
It wasn't long until Grandmother had Grandfather hanging that door on hinges so it could be opened-and shut.
Mrs. Ralph Roll
Back in 1955 a call went out from the editors of the then Capper’s Weekly asking for readers to send in articles on true pioneers. Hundreds of letters came pouring in from early settlers and their children, many now in their 80s and 90s, and from grandchildren of settlers, all with tales to tell. So many articles were received that a decision was made to create a book, and in 1956, the first My Folks title – My Folks Came in a Covered Wagon – hit the shelves. Nine other books have since been published in the My Folks series, all filled to the brim with true tales from Capper’s readers, and we are proud to make those stories available to our growing online community.
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