“Kat was a “daddy’s girl” and my father loved her as if she were truly his. My mother on the other hand would not even acknowledge that Kat existed. Kat learned to ride, rope, work stock and decipher bloodlines all from my father. I think she absorbed so much at a young age solely because my father talked to her constantly and told her everything he knew or had learned about ranching.” “We moved here when I was about three I guess and mother was killed two months later. Kat was kidnapped at the same time mother was killed and the boys took care of me until Kat was found and brought home. Once she was brought home, the boys took off on a cattle drive and never came back.” “We didn’t have a lot of money by this time, the bank had already foreclosed on the ranch, and all the stock had been sold off by the boys, trying to make the tax payment. We moved around quite a bit; Kat doing odd jobs here and there. At one point in time, Kat even received help from the Ute Indian Chief Ignacio. We still to this day sell or share beef with the Ute’s and they come to buy or trade horses with us periodically.”
