My grand dad was a ranger for the forest service in the late 1800s in eastern Oregon. That is dry sagebrush area. Every penny he made he put towards land. He ended up with a ranch so large that even as an adult there is no way I would have gone off anywhere by myself as I would have gotten hopelessly lost; and possibly for a number of hours before anybody could find me! My mother and her two brothers inherited the ranch. As a child it was like going to visit a tv show western. There were hired hands and bunkhouses. Eventually the land was sold for what would be many millions of dollars today.

My cousin, Greg, who grew up on the ranch, is now a sculptor. A few years ago he decided to go into sculpting and I visited his site http://www.gregcongleton.com/. But today I visited for the first time in several years  and my Lord he has commissioned pieces for cities now. And many of the pieces are straight out of my past on the ranch. They have our history as a family in them.

I hope that you visit his site. He is truly remarkable. And you will have a small glimpse into my past as the child of a cattle ranching family.

http://www.gregcongleton.com/