A Wandering Tale


Addiction came on fast and strong this week. It started with the arrival on Saturday of my great-uncle John S. McClintock’s 1939 book, Pioneer Days in the Black Hills. I’d known vaguely of his history: he’d joined the gold rush of 1876 in the South Dakota Black Hills, settled in Deadwood, and run a stagecoach line for twenty-five years. But I didn’t know my uncle wrote a book until last month, or… Read More