ARCH - Michael N. Riley

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Résumé :
The book is set around 1900, when New Mexico was still a territory. Doc Strafford has bought a small mercantile in Portales, New Mexico Territory, to start a new life. Over the years, Doc has become more involved in the growth of Portales. He eventually sells his interest in a saloon to two seedy characters, Jewels Davis and his albino son, Jefferson. When Doc invites his old friend from the Civil War to visit Portales and the surrounding territory, it draws suspicions from the Davises to the point that they torture Doc's hired hand, Gustavo, just to find out what Doc is up to....

Biographie:
I was born in Grants, New Mexico, in 1960, the second generation born in New Mexico from either of my parents' families. Like most, they homesteaded from other states. My father's side was from Texas and my mother's family was from Alabama. When I was three, we moved from Grants to Clovis, New Mexico.I went to school and graduated high school and eventually moved to Portales, New Mexico, to attend Eastern New Mexico University. I ended up getting married and working for an electric cooperative reading electric meters. During that time, I had several old timers tell me stories about coming to New Mexico when it was a territory. Most of them were old ranch hands and farmers. Their eyes would light up when they told stories about the real Wild West and some of the shenanigans they would get into. This is how I came up with this story.

Sommaire:
I was born in Grants, New Mexico, in 1960, the second generation born in New Mexico from either of my parents' families. Like most, they homesteaded from other states. My father's side was from Texas and my mother's family was from Alabama. When I was three, we moved from Grants to Clovis, New Mexico.I went to school and graduated high school and eventually moved to Portales, New Mexico, to attend Eastern New Mexico University. I ended up getting married and working for an electric cooperative reading electric meters. During that time, I had several old timers tell me stories about coming to New Mexico when it was a territory. Most of them were old ranch hands and farmers. Their eyes would light up when they told stories about the real Wild West and some of the shenanigans they would get into. This is how I came up with this story....