At Last No Blast

I consider it my only 'normal' poem

I was mistaken. I'm not sure of my original source of the story. But I've seen Laura Ingalls' version in the book Pioneer Girl as of a couple of years ago. I looked up the annotations now; apparently, she wrote it for a children's book, but then did not include it. Copied and pasted excerpt: "One night just about sundown a strange man came riding his horse up to the door on a run. Pa hurried out and they talked a few minutes. Then the man went away as fast as he had come, and Pa came into the house in a hurry. He would not wait for supper, but asked Ma to give him a bite to eat right away, saying he must go. Something horrible had happened at Benders."

I thought you knew about it from The Little House books. Most recently, I read about it in Laura Ingall's original manuscript, which offered more details than her brief account in one of the children's series. Pa claimed a narrow escape. (Laura's my idol). Interesting: The manuscript has a recent photo of the cottonwoods Pa planted, so I had fun traveling on the Google Earth app to De Smet to look at the trees.

Silent One wrote one on fiction. In our recent communication, i let know that I don't do fiction, and the same regarding fiction movies, which leaves me with reality. I recently caught on to Forensic Files and have been watching them one after another. The stories all so shocking and sad. The Benders stands out for being historic and written about for children.

After repeated edit son this, I finally like it too. Thanks for the compliment. (Just noticed the auto-incorrect, but I'm leaving it)

And congrats on your placement. I left you compliments.

You poems are sure worth my time. I will find some that I haven't read yet

I forgot about snow and ice... ( I think because Winter on the east coast was mild last year) Dreadful!!

Thanks. I'm starting to like it better.