Got permission to hunt the town my dad was born in. It was a company town , mostly populated by European immigrants. Most of the town is now quarry.There are only four buildings standing. Two churches, the bar and the jail LOL. It has been hunted before , and there will be a lot of bottle caps, pull tabs... because it became a popular place for teens to drink beer. Still , I am confident that the vaquero will find something. Im thinking out of the box. Find a trail that heads to the hills and hunt it. Lots of hunting was done there. Coon hunting was popular, along with ,squirrels, rabbits and pigeons. Dad said they dined on a lot on pigeons.Its going to be fun even if I only dig shotgun shells. I hope to find a couple of nice relics from the era.
This place is my roots. There are a lot of my relatives in the cemetery. The crucifix tombstones look like the ones from a Dracula movie.
This is a picture of what the place use to look like. I dont know the people.
My great grandmother standing in front of her house. Dad said I met her when i was little. I dont remember.
This place is my roots. There are a lot of my relatives in the cemetery. The crucifix tombstones look like the ones from a Dracula movie.
This is a picture of what the place use to look like. I dont know the people.
My great grandmother standing in front of her house. Dad said I met her when i was little. I dont remember.