Candy Moulton
The Bloody Bozeman

The Bloody Bozeman

Trails across the West in the mid-1800s crisscrossed Indian lands, often displacing the people who had been living on the land for generations. The...

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Seeking Ute Stories

Seeking Ute Stories

I sat in the front row of a school auditorium watching girls compete in a princess contest. This was not a competition of fancy hair and youngsters...

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Give Me a Homestead

Give Me a Homestead

When my grand-mother arrived in Wyoming in March 1903 and moved into the two-room cabin her first husband had built, she must have believed her life...

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Candy Moulton

Candy Moulton

  What nobody knows is that my executive director’s retreat is the homestead cabin my Belgian grandmother first lived in when coming to...

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