New Look

"Sundance Kid"

Since the "She Wolf" went to all the work of giving the site a new look, it deserves a new posting. We all know the story of "Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid". Their hideout in the old west is our namesake.

There has been controversy that "Butch" and "Sundance" were not killed in Bolivia. From what I have read, I am convinced that they both survived and returned to the United States to live. They were to nice of guys to have it end in a gunfight, especially in a firefight with a bunch of Messican's. There is ample evidence, provided by the family of Butch Cassidy that they did return and lived incognito the remaining days of their lives.

I did come across a site tonight that is in Bolivia advertising tours to the places that the outlaws lived and robbed. It also tells the Bolivian story of the two Americano's. However, in their own version of history, even though tours are provided to the sites of their graves, it remains a mystery as to who is buried in those graves. A portion of the article has been pasted to this site: (spelling not corrected)

"In the following investigation by the Tupiza police, Butch and Sundance were identified as the men who robbed the Aramayo payroll transport. They didn't know their real names, though. The bodies were buried at the small San Vicente cemetary, where they still rest up 'till this present day.

It was never really proved that the two gringo's were in fact Butch and Cassidy. In 1991 a scientific team even excavated a grave to take a DNA test, without satisfying results. For years after their death, some people insisted they had seen the desperados elsewhere."

But, now with the new look, it is also time to start preparing for "spring", it is coming. A good sign occurred this morning. Not only did I have my morning coffee on the deck, but I also had my breakfast on the deck this morning. It was beautiful. Going to have a couple of "personnel" changes come spring and some deserving promotions to department head status. I learned as a "leading seaman" many years ago that delegation of authority and responsibility is a good thing. Announcements will be forth coming.

"Keep your guns handy, ole Blue Duck could come riding in". If he does, I not expecting much help from Ranger Bill as he is not suppose to come riding in until around Memorial Day.

Print, Clip, Save = Family History

I have had this picture in my "family box" for a great number of years, having received it from my mother. She was not one to waste good ink, there was no annotations on the picture as to dating or even the names of the individuals. Perhaps, we could all learn from this for some of the pictures that we have in our possession that might mean something to someone in the future.

Just recently, I had this picture identified. I never had the opportunity to meet any of these ladies. The lady on the left is Ella Belle Baker Harrington. She was my grandmother on my father's side of the family. She passed away in 1939, six years prior to my birth. She was married to Henry Philo "Ten" Harrington. The lady on the right has yet to be identified.

The two young ladies on horseback is Esther Irene Harrington and Virginia "Louise" Harrington, sisters to my father and my aunts. I met "Louise" once or twice as a very young boy as they had moved to Wyoming from Nebraska. "Louise" is the girl on the right, she was born in 1916. Based on that, I will assume this picture was taken between 1924 - 1926. Was not able to identify the horses, except one could possibly have the name of "blaze".

More pictures to come!

Old junk can be a worthy find

I seem to recall, in my memory
banks (limited - I assure you), a
few movies that were hard to find
and may not be in production at
this point in time. The source of
information escapes me as if it
were hyperbole prattle. I
happen to know a movie buff
that might appreciate a humble
garage clutter find that struck
me as part of that list of fine shows.

Although I will have to watch
this VHS to be sure it is in
adequate shape to loan out
to that (fairly reputable) movie
lover I speak, it may grace his
possession for a short while if
it quiets annoying subjects as
a 16.9 lb spawned-out Coho.
Lord knows we've heard enough
of a fictitious 72 lb King
for three decades.

Never Pass Up A Kiss

Happy Valentine's Day

Today: Kiss Someone To Relieve Your Stress

CHICAGO – "Chemistry look what you've done to me," Donna Summer crooned in Science of Love, and so, it seems, she was right. Just in time for Valentine's Day, a panel of scientists examined the mystery of what happens when hearts throb and lips lock. Kissing, it turns out, unleashes chemicals that ease stress hormones in both sexes and encourage bonding in men, though not so much in women.

Chemicals in the saliva may be a way to assess a mate, Wendy Hill, dean of the faculty and a professor of neuroscience at Lafayette College, told a meeting of the American Association for the Advancement of Science on Friday.

In an experiment, Hill explained, pairs of heterosexual college students who kissed for 15 minutes while listening to music experienced significant changes in their levels of the chemicals oxytocin, which affects pair bonding, and cortisol, which is associated with stress. Their blood and saliva levels of the chemicals were compared before and after the kiss.

Both men and women had a decline in cortisol after smooching, an indication their stress levels declined.

"The Seven P's"

As normal, several hundred items wandering through my thoughts. Spent a few hours yesterday playing with the snow berm that I have piled in front of the Moose Wallow. Best that I can figure, there is 1,800 cubic feet of snow piled up. I took it upon myself and the ole plow truck to move it to the snow pile removed from Bronco Lane and stacked at the far end of Messican Lane. My concept was to reduce the flooding in the spring. A secondary thought was that if I piled all the snow on Messican Lane, it would be six feet high and the length of Messican Lane. Allowing us ample snow into July to enjoy. However, after moving several hundred cubic feet, I curtailed the activity to reduce the fatigue on the ole snow plow. However, it gave me time to think.

As of today, we have 104 days until Memorial Day weekend. We will have a King Salmon Derby, however, we may postpone that until the Moose migrate to the northern plains so they have the opportunity to witness my big fish. It is either that or we can catch a King and enter it under the name of the Moose Clan, I am sure a six pounder would be a fair representation.

On the subject of fishing derbies, I took it upon myself (democracies are so hard to govern, monarchies are quick and easy) to change the annual Silver Salmon Derby. After quiet consultation with my father and he had no objection, the name of the tournament will be changed to "Harrington's Silver Salmon Derby" in honor of three generations of Harrington's that fished the river, Dad, Tad, Don, and Shane. It will still be held on the nearest weekend in August to my fathers birthday. This years derby is on August 15th.

Keeping Memorial Day weekend in mind. If any of you, which means all of you, would suggest some games or contests that you would like to see incorporated into the weekend, I would appreciate your suggestions. Keep in mind that we need to come up with some that are strictly for the younger members. I have already come up with one idea for a treasure hunt for the little ones, it is called "Find Arnie's Grave". It will be played just prior to the bewitching hour! Just kidding! Any ideas that you have would be appreciated. Keep you posted.