During Pioneer Days, Grandparents Kept on the Move

Covered wagon took adventuring grandparents all over the Midwest during pioneer days.

| Good Old Days

My grandparents were quite the adventurers in pioneer days.

Grandpa Linzy had a bright yellow beard, eyes that flashed blue fire, a Viking ancestry and a boyish enthusiasm for pioneering that did not dim until he was well past 60 years old.

Things always were going to be better on some wonderful new frontier! It didn't matter too much that they weren't because by that time Grandpa already had started dreaming of the next big adventure.

So far as I know, Grandmother Mary never rebelled. It was Indiana to Iowa, to eastern Kansas, back to Iowa, down to Pottawatomie County, Kansas, away out to Ness County, Kansas, and then back to Pottawatomie County again – and every mile of it in a covered wagon.

Grandmother was a mild-mannered, gentle woman whose first husband had died the night her first baby was born. She was much beloved by all of her relatives and neighbors, and the only criticism of her I ever heard was that she was a little more partial to boys than to girls. She adored her Linzy and was proud of his bigness.

Many a woman of her day put her foot down and refused to let her man pull up stakes too often. Though Grandmother well knew that her husband's glowing predictions for better days ahead weren't likely to come true, I think she secretly enjoyed their adventures as much as he. At any rate, she bore her seven children in various dugouts, soddies and shacks, and sometimes waited only until the next baby was born to start out in the covered wagon again. My mother was only six weeks old when they jolted to Iowa's "greener pastures." Once they did stay in one place long enough to have a good house, one built of quarried stone – out in Ness County.

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