My hand swung to my side, feeling the sharp stone puncture layers of skin and muscle. Wailing in agony as blood spurted out of the wound, I run towards nearby shelter. The shrill screams of dying men rip through the air, accompanied by the sounds of arrows whizzing through the air and the Indians whoop when they hit a target. Dizzy from pain and hunger, I lay in a more comfortable position, just hoping to survive this wretched attack. ”Why did I ever come here?” the thought pounded through my head. “Oh yeah, I remember why. Land. Money.” That irritating know-it-all voice answered. I hear feet pounding around me and realize that the Indians have gone inside the town. One enters the door and maliciously grins when he sees me. He runs toward me and my eyes widen with shock as the spear plunges down, and becomes closer and closer….
This question is honestly the most difficult to answer. The entire book was intriguing from start to finish. I would say that what I liked the most about this book is all the pictures he placed on there. He captured every image with so much meaning. It is as it’s said, “a picture is worth a thousand words.” I got to see the faces of the fellow heroes in Fallujah.
Most of you know of Dodge City’s ways or at least I do, gunfights of the Daltons in Coffeyville, where all these outlaws went spent time in the big Sunflower, little old Kansas, few knew the family of murderers, living a really quiet life near Cherryvale. In 1870, five families settled in west Labette County a couple miles north east of Cherryvale would be founded a year after. One family were the Benders made up of John Bender his wife, Ma also son John Jr. and one daughter Kate. They seemed to be a cult like group, tho many of us don’t know the real stories. John Bender, Sr picked out a 160 acre piece of land on the west sides of the mounds today still called by their name. The land was right on the trail that operated from Indy to Fort
I will recommend this book to everyone because it has elements that I feel most books do not have. It was enjoyable to read because I have had many problems with my father and this book helped me come to a revelation. This book kept me going and all I wanted to do was curl up underneath my covers and read this book. It was such an inspirational tool that will never leave my heart and I will always cherish how it made me feel. I am really excited to read his other book Into the Air. If it is anything like this book, I will love
The story starts in Deerfield, in October of 1703 with a time of trouble. The town is in danger of being ransacked and taken over by Indians. The townspeople contemplate reinforcing their stockade but before
Overall, this book is a really deep thinking book, I haven't fully understand what the author is trying to teach us, but I love this process of stretching my
In fitful sleep, she dreamt dreams of Indians, palmettos, cotton, tobacco, rice, indigo, and eagles flying through the skies calling to her, telling her to take this trail or that, and her reaching up, trying to catch them before they flew away. The next morning, she helped Nancy build a fire under the big, black iron pot out back of the cabin and then fill it with water so they could wash clothes. About an hour later, as they hung the first of the wash on the line, they heard a rider coming up the back trail; the trail that led down to Fort Charlotte.
I wouldn’t recommend this book to the average reader. It is a bit hard to read because the author goes into so much depth that the reader could very often forget the main idea. It is a good, informative book but a bit drawn out.
Although it is just like any other book, in that its successfulness will be judged by sales as well as how it affects readers, the author only went through all of the research done in writing this book in order to quench his own thirst for finding out where his roots lay. This is quite evident in the reading, which seems to mention the history, and story behind nearly everyone, as well as every place. This makes for many interesting stories, but often-times ones that are too preoccupied with showing the reader what it meant to the author, and not as concerned with the enjoyment of the reader.
This is one of the primary pleasures of reading Johnson. He’s an ideas guy; in his capable hands the reader is moved from one entertaining and educational digression to another. The effect is something like a chatty, narrative driven Encyclopedia Britannica. There’s hardly a field of human endeavor”from brain science to epidemiology, literary criticism to urban planning”that doesn’t get pressed into story telling service.” I really would have to agree with Warren’s opinion of the novel. I loved how he mentioned how the novel had hard hitting impact onto the reader which I mentioned
Much like Richard Blanco, I too had struggles with finding my identity and finding myself. So mostly this entire book has spoken to me on a different level. I did not go through the same things he has, but they are pretty closely related.
The sentiment I got from him meeting McFarland was empowering and I am sure this book has invoked the same emotion and thought too many
Included in this book are a large collection of Legends containing: Origin of the Medicine Man, The Quill-Work Girl and Her Seven Brothers, Why the North Star Stands Still, The Ghost Country, The Flying Canoe, Face Painting, The Stretching Tree, The Legend of the Maid of the Mist, The Big Turtle's
While reading this book I found myself making notes on how I disagree with certain topics but I didn’t realize until I was about half way through that there were many good points made. Some of the good points I did notice can be found in every chapter
This is something that I thought he did wonderfully; as the book continues and he grows older, his perception and understanding of the world change along with his writing. So while he is writing