Growing Up in the Rockies

Introduction of Childhood memoirs


My heart drifts back to the Rocky Mountains as I sit and look out the window, I see the snow that once brought such joy to my heart. I remember the days when I would have been known as a “Snow Bunny.” I think of my poor mother and how difficult it was for her to keep me indoors. I was a mountain girl who climbed the mountains, and I chased the animals. I found all of God’s creatures beautiful. I was my father’s child. He roamed the wilderness and I learned from him. I loved to live life and I was very, very happy. It makes me very sad when I think of children who have not experienced such happiness, for I was one of the lucky ones. That is why I wish to share my life with you.

I hope that in this day and age of single parents that maybe someone who reads this can get hope from the true meaning of family. I had a family that surrounded me with love and I never understood the meaning of poverty, even though we were very poor. I always felt like our life was normal, and that was how the whole world was. It would not be until my adult years that I would find this not to be true, and to experience the pain of a life that I had never known. It is hard for me to know where to begin as I remember back on the life that I loved and miss so much to this day. I will begin with the memories that stand out in my heart and are what made me the person I am today. I will try the best that I can to divide the book by the four seasons, although the seasons have changed. Some memories will overlap into other seasons. However, life seems to run according to the events of the seasons and this will help to organize my memoirs.


23 Responses

  1. Obviously you have me going back in time. Makes me wish I would have known your father better. I do remember good times with you mother though. I don’t have a desire to do a book, but I am sure I’ll continue writing memoirs for my grandkids at least. I have lots of notes & tidbits to pull together. You are a good inspiration, friend. Hope things are progressing well on the book!

    • Memoirs have a tendency to take us back in time. I’m sorry you didn’t know dad better, he was very compassionate. Mom was a good stay at home mom. Memoirs are important for future generations and even if you aren’t interested in a book one of your children or grandchildren maybe someday. You need to put everything into a journal and give to them for the future. That would make a lovely present. My sister just make recipe books for her grandchildren from all of the favorite recipes. Now she’s working on the photos and family heritage. You never know who in your family will treasure it the most. I am doing the memoir to leave for my sons when I am gone. It is their legacy. Thank you my dear friend I will keep you posted.

      • I cannot wait to go out and buy “Growing Up in the Rockies”. I was born in Butte but my mother died when I was two and my father’s sister raised me in a ranch outside of Ennis, Montana. Both my father and mother were from large families of Butte. My grandfather was a miner, Jesse Underwood. He lived on Kaw Avenue. My father’s family was Holverson. I cannot wait to read this and who knows maybe you knew some of my family! Thanks for sharing!!

      • Thanks Jennifer. I know Ennis very well that’s were I learned to ride horses and go fishing. I tell about it in my book also. The name Holverson rings a bell. I’ve been away for many years. I lived up on the hill on Caledonia street. But Butte people are all family. Let me know if you need any help getting the book.

  2. Hi Janice, It sounds like a very pleasant time. I grew up in a former steel mill town, which has been collapsing for years. Best wished for success!! Cliff

    • Thanks Cliff. The mines are no longer working but the town has a way of surviving. They have always been survivors that’s one of the best things about the town. I appreciate your best wishes. Keep in touch.

  3. Hi, Janice:

    I found your site (after I emailed you for the URL!) Your memoir sounds so joyous, and as an example of loving family life, and love of the outdoors. Good for you for completing this memoir!

    – Lynette

  4. Thanks for stopping by Lynette I am glad you found me.

  5. My wife and I moved up in the mountains of Colorado for two reasons; one we loved the mountains and two we couldn’t afford to build a cabin. We built a Capp Home in the Conifer area in Shiloh on Elsie Road. I was blessed with a sweet wife, three wonderful girls, and a female dog. (we did have a male dog but he was hit by the propane delivery truck and was buried on the the slope going up to Riley’s Ridge. There were two classes of mountain people at that time; the very rich and the very poor (we were the latter). It was a great experience and we have wonderful memories of out time up there. Like I said, I was blessed with three “snow bunnies”.

    • Thank you for sharing. I grew up in the Montana area of the Rockies. The far north cold area where the Canadian winds come down from. But I loved my life growing up and I wouldn’t have changed it for anything. I really wish I was back there now but I am afraid my old body won’t take the cold anymore. There is nothing like the memories we grew up with. Thanks for visiting and please come back.

  6. This is a book I would buy and Read.I love Human Spirit Books.There is also a huge market for them right now.
    Only problem I see with your writing is the word “I”-used to much 20+ in two paragraphs..maybe I am too picky..but you asked…Lynn

    • Thanks lynnmarie. I appreciate your comments and I am working on the “I” usage. This is only my second publication and I am learning the in’s and out’s. All input is greatly appreciated. Thanks so much. I hope you will buy it too.

  7. Your book “Growing Up in the Rockies” reads wonderfully delightful.
    It reminds me of how much I loved the snow growing up in Bay City, MI.
    Yes I would buy your book. It would be a great book to read snuggled up by the fireplace on a cold winters night.
    Bonnie Gail Carter

  8. I will buy your book! It will be interesting to hear about a young girl who had 2 loving parents and an environment that wasn’t poor

    • Thank you Kathy. However, I want to clear one point. We were poor we just didn’t know it. My parents worked very hard to give us what they could and times were different then. We didn’t have to wear certain labels to fit in. However, we were rich in love and nurture. It was a wonderful life. There are three ways you can buy the book. You can order directly from me if you want an autograph copy. You can do online with the publishers direct or you can do retail through the distributors Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Goggle or any bookstore can order it in. They are print on demand so it takes approximately 15 days to get them in. I ask for a twenty-four hour turn around. If you want it from me drop me a message and I’ll tell you how to do that.

  9. Hi Janice,

    Your memories of early days where the comfort and warmth of family love sustained you is a story I would enjoy hearing more about. If you think you could flesh it out into a story to inspire others, I would encourage you to enter my Tales2Inspire contest. Your story sounds inspirational to me! http://WWW.TALES2INSPIRE.COM

    Best regards,

  10. Good luck with all of your writing, Janice, and God bless you with continued memories of life back when… Deirdre (

  11. Janice
    I too grew up in the foothills of the Rockies, but in Alberta, Canada. I have a memoir written, but not sure who would be the audience, so its hard to edit and polish. Originally I wrote it for my cousin who wanted to know more about the family that went north to be cowboys!

    • I found that my best audience was those who grew up in the same area or wanted to know about the area. I wrote mind as time not to be forgotten by technology and progress. I wanted it to be a time remembered by all. Some of it depends on your purpose for writing it. Mine was not so much about the cowboys as it was about living in the cold and playing outdoors. We didn’t have snow days or we never would have gone to school. We bundled up and learned common sense and how to read mother nature. We walked everywhere. None of things happen this day and age.

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