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Howdy y'all, Anita Lequoia here, Founder of Stargazer Mercantile! Welcome to my blog, THE CAMPFIRE CHRONICLE. I hope that you'll stay a while and visit . . . (virtual) coffee pot is always on!

House With a Heart Senior Pet Sanctuary: A Stairway to Heaven

When I first found this story, I wondered if it might be too sad to share around the campfire. I was having quite a dialog with myself over it, which went pretty much like this: The more I read about it the story, the more I realized it’s really like a Hallmark Hall of Fame movie—sort of sad, yet uplifting. Then I remembered that I don’t care who dies in the…


German POW Camps in Texas? Sieg Heil, Y’all!

When I think of Texas, I think of barbecue, cowboys, and longhorn cattle . . . Bluebonnets, Hill Country and Western Swing, with a healthy dose of J.R. Ewing tossed in for good measure.  One thing that has never come to mind when I think of Texas, is German prisoners of war. So, imagine my surprise when I learned Texas was home to more World War II POW camps than any other…


The Native Americans of Buffalo Bill’s Wild West Show: Biography by Portrait

I’m not an expert on photography by any stretch of the imagination, but I know what I like. When I look at the 1898 portraits of Native Americans from Buffalo Bill’s Wild West show, I want to scream, “That! I like that!” Trusting that you’ll like “that,” too, I’m going to share some remarkable photographic portraits with you, while telling you a bit about the subjects of those portraits, as…


The Sikh: The War Horse That Walked From Russia to Britain

Here at The Campfire Chronicle we’ve talked about war horses on more than one occasion. There was the story of how Sir Winston Churchill saved the war horses. . .and there was the story about Warrior, the horse the Germans could not kill. But, just like snowflakes and fingerprints, no two stories about war horses could ever be exactly the same, and today’s story will attest to that. . .it…


Building the Golden Gate Bridge: Men of Steel

The year was 1933. FDR was sworn into office for his first term. The 21st Amendment ended Prohibition and the New Deal began. It was also the year construction commenced on one of the nation’s most recognizable man-made landmarks, the Golden Gate Bridge. The historical events that occurred during the building of the bridge include some of the most significant moments in American history: the Great Depression, the Dust Bowl,…


Arresting Faces: Mug Shots of the Old West  

I’ve got a thing for old portraits. It doesn’t matter if I don’t even have the foggiest idea who the person was, I am just drawn to them. I recently scored an antique, oval, bubble glass, picture frame with a photograph of a WWI doughboy for the bargain price of $10. The woman running the sale was hot and tired and temporarily took leave of her senses, I think. So…


Western Lingo, Revisited  

Whenever I hear a phrase or an idiom that sounds particularly Western, I scribble it down on a notepad. Some of those phrases and idioms make it into blog posts about Western Lingo, and some just give me the giggles. But, it’s always fun to research their origin, and that’s just what I’m fixin’ to do today! So pull up a chair and settle in for another round of Western…


Rattlesnake Kate: Zero Tolerance

Every year, at about this time, handy dandy charts of how to identify venomous snakes make the rounds on the internet. And every year, I think, “My goal is to not get close enough to identify snake-friend from snake-foe!” Yeah, I’m not a fan of things that slither. Rest assured, if I encounter a venomous snake, I want it dead! The subject of today’s Campfire Chronicle story happens to share…


WASP Aviators of World War II, Remembered

Between rolling bandages, tending Victory Gardens, collecting blood, working in factories, raising children, and just generally keeping the home fires burning, no one would argue that American women weren’t as busy as bees during World War II. Bees, yes. But what about WASPs? Today I’d like to tell you about a group of women who never received as much press as did Rosie the Riveter . . . and that…


Pit Ponies: Working In a Coal Mine

One of my earliest childhood memories is of riding Midnight, a cantankerous Shetland pony that much preferred munching on a sugar cube to taking a little girl for a spin around the pasture. As I recall, Midnight didn’t really do anything Midnight didn’t want to do, though. If he didn’t feel like giving an eager child a ride, he would simply lie down and wait until someone gave him a…