I was born in Texas, my Pa worked hard on the farm and my Ma
worked even harder it seemed teachin' us. My brother became a law man, my sister a school
teacher. When my baby sister died with the small pox, it broke my mother's heart
and her spirit, but not her faith.
I vowed to learn all I could about
medicine after that. I read all I could and my teacher helped. I had no formal
schoolin', but I befreinded the town doctor and studied under him. After he
died I took over.
I married the town sheriff and many a times he had to
hold a gun on a stubborn patient to allow a woman to "doctor" him. My husband
finally taught me to shoot for my own protection. Actually I am quite good,
although my hands are made for preserving life not taking it.
The Great
Physican, my Lord and Savior gave me mt gift and I thank him for it.
