CHAPTER FOURTEEN Where Did They End Up? “I look back on my life like a good day’s work, it was done and I feel satisfied with it. I was happy and contented, I knew nothing better and made the best out of what life offered. And life is what we make it, always has been, always will be.” —GRANDMA MOSES After her husband, Bill, died in 1940, Fannie Sperry Steele continued to run the ranch by herself for another twenty-five years, shoeing and breaking her own horses, guiding hunters into rough country, and carrying cans of fish over treacherous terrain to stock mountain streams. In 1975, when Fannie was seventy-eight, Bill’s son wrote to tell her he’d sold the ranch, and she prepared to move to her sister and brother-in-law’s homestead cabin in the Beartooth Mountains. As her greatnephew Dave pulled his truck up to help her move, he brought her a letter postmarked Oklahoma City. Fannie opened the letter and looked at her helpers in astonishment.
