When the Sticks Are Gone

David Godfrey, tall for fifteen, didnt wait for his uncles answer. He yanked buckskins over his muscular legs and hurtled down from the loft. Dashing from the feed yard, black crow feathers flying, he leaped over Seeaways rump and onto the ponys back. The story of an orphan boy trying to care for his younger brother in the pioneer days of the Midwest brings adventure and intrigue to the reader. Taming the wild country to carve out a home for settlers, Indians, and oh yes, mischief makers will not only entertain but also bring history alive.