Tales from the High Lonesome

Short stories of adventure, life, and insight into growing up when time was spent in nature and living the true spirit of the west. The stories are true, most are from my life in southern and the far north of Idaho. My life was lived and written about from the perspective of someone who used crutches or a wheelchair to amble about. People, animals, and nature-filled my cup to the brim. One can ask for no more. My family made me who I am by not treating me any differently than my siblings. I was expected to do what was needed for the welfare of all. Friends have completed the journey. I am grateful.