Some Great Historical Photos

Below you will find a bit of lost history captured by Kodak.

Cowboys around the Hoodlum Wagon, Spur Ranch, Texas, 1910

Judging by the saddle style, this unidentified cowboy was working in the late 1870s or 1880s. In his holster, he carries a Colt model 1873 single action revolver with hard rubber grips, and he has looped his left arm around a
Winchester model 1873 carbine in a saddle scabbard. On the back of the photo is the light pencil inscription “Indian fighter.”

Snow Tunnel ~ On the Ouray and Silverton Toll Rd ~ Colorado ~ 1888

1899 Concord, Michigan “Buggy & Wagon Shop”

Thankful someone took the time to photograph this type of beauty – April 1937.
Buttermilk Junction, Martin County, IN. (April 7, 1937)

1887 – West Center Street, Anaheim, California. Now we have Disneyland here!

Moser’s Guns, Banjos, and Mules at the Livery stable in East Tennessee around 1890.

In 1906, a massive magnitude 7.9 earthquake ruptured the entire San Andreas Fault in Northern California. That is a huge running crack in the ground. Now they are building houses right on the line as fast as the boards can be delivered.
This is what real cowboys looked like in 1887. Not as fancy as on TV, huh!

Some of the toughest, bravest people we know of. They gave it their all to go west and start a new life.
This wagon train is in eastern Colorado in 1880.

This moose team belonged to W.R. (Billy/Buffalo Bill) Day. They were found by a Metis near Baptiste Lake in 1910 and were reared by a feeding bottle and broken to drive by Mr. Day at Athabasca Landing during the winter of 1910. Mr. Day and the moose team hauled mail and supplies.


In the American Civil War, soldiers were required to have at least four opposing front teeth, so that they could open
a gunpowder pouch. Some draftees had their front teeth removed to avoid service. In our day they just jumped the border into Canada.


Here we have a tired old prospector during the Klondike Gold Rush.


Lulu Parr’s skill with the gun caught the attention of Pawnee Bill, who signed her to his show in 1903. She left that show but came back in 1911. By that time, Pawnee Bill had joined Buffalo Bill’s show. Buffalo Bill was so in awe of Lulu’s willingness to ride unbroken ponies that he presented her with an ivory-handled Colt single-action revolver, engraved with “Buffalo Bill Cody to Lulu Parr—1911.”
A KIND OF PAR FOR THE COURSE?


View from the driver’s seat of a 40 mule team. These rigs were used to haul Borax out of Boron, CA, and then loaded onto railroads for manufacturing. All this so you could do the laundry! Man, that’s a lot of horses!


Hoops had to be removed before taking your seat in a carriage and then they were hooked onto the back of the carriage.


Omaha Board of Trade in Mountains near Deadwood, SD April 26, 1889. It was created in 1889 by Grabill, John C. H., photographer. The picture presents a procession of stagecoaches loaded with passengers coming down a mountain road.

This is a stunning photograph from 1862. The image shows a horse-drawn Civil War ambulance crew removing the wounded from a battlefield.

An Enduring Classroom Assignment

One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name.

Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.
It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.

That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.

On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling. ‘Really?’ she heard whispered. ‘I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!’ and, ‘I didn’t know others liked me so much,’ were most of the comments.

No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn’t matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.

Several years later, one of the students was killed in Vietnam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature.

The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.

As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her. ‘Were you Mark’s math teacher?’ he asked. She nodded: ‘yes.’ Then he said: ‘Mark talked about you a lot.’

After the funeral, most of Mark’s former classmates went together to a luncheon. Mark’s mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher. ‘We want to show you something,’ his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket ‘They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it.’

Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded, and refolded many times. The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark’s classmates had said about him.‘Thank you so much for doing that,’ Mark’s mother said. ‘As you can see, Mark treasured it.’

All of Mark’s former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, ‘I still have my list. It’s in the top drawer of my desk at home.’ Chuck’s wife said, ‘Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album.’
‘I have mine too,’ Marilyn said. ‘It’s in my diary’

Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group. ‘I carry this with me at all times,’ Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: ‘I think we all saved our lists’

That’s when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again.

The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end one day. And we don’t know when that one day will be.

So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special and important.

Tell them, before it is too late.