WATER, WATER, EVERYWHERE @_NancyRadke #mgtab
With all the news about water everywhere, but not drinkable, I’m reminded about the elderly woman who was asked what she thought was the greatest modern convenience. Her grandchildren waited, expecting her to list the refrigerator, clothes washer, or electric stove. She said, “Running water.”
The hurricane emergencies remind us all about how precious drinking water is to life. In 1961, my husband and I spent the summer as forest fire lookouts, and our first water source was a snowbank. Nice cold water, and drinkable when melted. But as the summer went on, our snowbank disappeared. Now our only water was one mile away, down the steep mountain trail, to an ice-covered lake that had melted enough to send forth a small waterfall about five feet high. To take a shower, we jumped under the ice-cold stream, got wet, jumped out again, soaped all over, then jumped under again to rinse off. After we dressed, my husband filled our seven-gallon water-tank which was mounted on a back-pack, and carried it the mile straight up back to the lookout tower. Water used to rinse the dishes was saved to wash them next time, dish water was saved to wash our hands and faces, and finally used to wash the table and then the floor. The hardest thing to do was to give a hiker a drink, watch him drink half the cup and toss the rest thoughtlessly away.
My book, THE RICHEST MAN IN TEXAS, starts with the hero in the desert, trying to keep his horse and himself alive. While searching for water, he meets the heroine, who shoots first and questions his story later. Soon water is only a small part of their problems.
I’m offering THE RICHEST MAN IN TEXAS for 99¢ this Friday, Saturday and Sunday.Currently $2.99.
The Richest Man in Texas
Nancy Radke grew up on a wheat and cattle ranch in SE Washinton State. She attended a one-room country school through the eighth grade. She learned to ride bareback at age 3 (Really! It was a common practice.) and when she got off or fell off, she would pull her horse’s nose to the ground, get on behind its ears, and the horse would lift its head so she could scoot down onto its back. She spent most of her childhood exploring the Blue Mountain trails that bordered the ranchlands. She and a friend once took a trail that turned out to be a two day trip. They always rode with matches and pocket knives, so made camp and returned the next day. These long rides worried her parents, but provided plenty of time to make up stories. Her first novel was set in the Blues, and is entitled APPALOOSA BLUES. TURNAGAIN LOVE was the first one published. It rated a four star review from Affaire de Coeur. Scribes World said “Turnagain Love has some fascinating twists and turns, unexpected complications, and charming scenes.” It is light and humorous.