The end with the teeth always wins!
The dog reminds me of Garberville. It solves it's problems in a very similar fashion.
For those of you that didn't figure it out, the picture is a video strip. Click on the arrow at the lower left of the screen.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
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after reading your blog last night we watched a show about the drug war up your way and they said that garberville was the center of activity. and that dog is obviously biting his own tail. so to change the subject. back to family threads.
found my katie mayo book today and reading about your family history i've made some connections. joe branscomb got married in jackson county, ohio when my dad's ancestor big george was living there. joe's son ben was the one who moved to northern california and homesteaded the town of branscomb. his oldest son charles moved to covelo to raise cattle and then became a famous blacksmith. his daughter etta who later married bert carner went to school with my grandma at the branscomb school in spyrock and in 1918, my mom and uncle delbert went to the yoew or yow school which was the home of etta's sister florence who married thomas yoew. they called the yoew school the spyrock school. after 2 years the school was moved to the cafeteria building built by north western pacific railroad when the railroad was built. the school was moved from there to the north and they changed the name from spyrock school to simmerly school.
i've got a picture of this school and of some of the kids in 1921. the leggets, shorts, dunlaps and simmerlys all went to these schools. as your great uncle had 3 girls is the reason your name doesn't pop up more often. but obviously they were responsible for getting kids educated up there from the beginning.
Wow Spyrock, you came up with a name that rings a bell. George Short was a government hunter I knew in Trinity County and he had many colorful stories. I never dreamed he he or any of his family ever went to school ( just kidding again). Some of his stories were about going to the Covelo rodeos back when most went there on green broke horses. He lived the Wild days for sure.
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