Janet Dean Asks: Are You Crazy About Cowboys?

I’m delighted to be a guest at Petticoats and Pistols, hobnobbing with you wonderful historical authors and fans.


I’m more a petticoat than pistol type. Though if it counts, I fired a real rifle once. One of my two brothers talked me into it. We lived in the country with few neighbors so if one brother was off somewhere, the other coaxed me into one boyish thing or another. Perhaps they got their daily ego boost beating me at arm wrestling or HORSE—you know, where you shoot the basketball from the spot the last shot was made and acquire a letter for each miss. I actually got fairly good making baskets in foul shot range. I’m not complaining. I had fun spending time away from my girlish pursuits. Having two brothers had other rewards. I had my own room. No one played with my dolls. And I never wore hand-me-downs. If you have siblings who made your life… well, interesting, take this chance to tattle. J


My childhood petticoat was a crinoline, stiff layers of netting with weak elastic that would slip below my skirt, always at the worst possible moment, of course. In an emergency a safety pin at the waist kept the crinoline up. But if the bulk proved too much and that pin sprung open— Ouch! Not a fun memory. Except for failed pins, a crinoline wasn’t nearly as uncomfortable as the corset my heroines wear. I’ve never tried one on, but I’d like to see if that instrument of torture could mold me into an hour-glass figure. J    


My experience with petticoats and pistols may be limited, but I’m hooked on history. I write Americana rather than Westerns, but I’ve always loved historical novels. I fell for several of those rugged, oh, so handsome cowboys on TV with their swaggers, spurs and Stetsons: Little Joe Cartwright, Maverick, Wyatt Earp and Cheyenne. Anyone crazy about a cowboy or two? Fictional or the real life variety?


I didn’t marry a cowboy. My husband is a number guy who rounds up spreadsheets instead of cattle. Still his smile and baby blues make my day. He and I don’t think alike, which probably explains our happy marriage. J He listens to my plots and I listen to a replay of his golf game. While we were dating, I told him I’d write books one day. He may have had visions of dollar signs—LOL—but whatever the reason for his support, he’s always encouraged me.        


I achieved my dream of writing inspirational historical romances when I sold my first book to Steeple Hill in 2006. I took a newspaper clipping about the orphan train my father sent me, and from the research on the topic created a book, which became Courting Miss Adelaide, Love Inspired Historical, releasing September 9. The history behind the orphan trains fascinates me. Between the years of 1853 and 1929, 250,000-350,000 orphans or half orphans rode trains from New York City to new homes. What an amazing life change for these immigrant children, and for the people who took them in!


The idea to place out orphans originated with a Methodist minister, Charles Loring Brace, founder of The Children’s Aid Society. Brace saw children working in sweatshops, peddling newspapers and living on the streets in abject poverty. He decided relocating these children to homes in agricultural areas would give them a chance for a better life. For some, it did. Others lived more like indentured servants than members of a family. If you’re interested in reading more about their stories, visit: http://www.orphantraindepot.com/index.html   


I immediately wanted to use this slice of history in a book. My “what if” moment became the kernel for Adelaide’s story in Courting Miss Adelaide—what if a lonely spinster wanted a child and saw the orphan train as her last chance for motherhood?


I’m thrilled that the sequel Courting the Doctor’s Daughter will release in May 2009.


We fiction writers tend to glamorize the past. But we know the “good ole days” had their downside, like no dishwashers or carryout food or automobiles to get us where we want to go. It’s far easier to travel into the past sitting at my computer or reading a wonderful book, than facing the rigors of the trail or the restrictions 19th Century society placed on women. But countless men and women met the challenge of their times. Their courage so impresses me that I want to tell their stories.  


My father and grandfather were storytellers, relating anecdotes about real-life men and women and the world they lived in. My mother created beautiful quilts, using age-old patterns, piecing and quilting each by hand. Perhaps that heritage fostered my love of history and my desire to create. Whatever the reason, at twelve, I wrote and illustrated little romances. But it wasn’t until our daughters were grown that I seriously pursued my dream. It took me nine years to sell my first book, years of rejection and occasional elation. Not the Oregon Trail, but a rugged road nevertheless.  


An ideal writing day starts with me at the computer around 10:00. I’ve visited a group blog I’m part of, Seekerville at www.Seekerville.blogspot.com), had my devotions, read and answered e-mail. I’m dressed with my face on and hair combed. I’ve learned the hard way that writing in my jammies doesn’t pay. I write until four, stopping for lunch or if pushing to meet a deadline, I eat at the computer. The board of health might close me down if they knew how many crumbs are caught in that keyboard. J Around 4:00 I head to Curves to exercise. I’m back at 5:00, do e-mail and check blogs. By 6:00, I start dinner. If weather permits, my husband grills. After I tidy the kitchen, I return to my computer to look at… you guessed it, e-mail. I’m seeing a pattern here. J Around 8:00 my husband and I take a walk. If on deadline, I’ll skip e-mail and exercise to write all evening.


When I’m not writing or reading, I relax rubber stamping greeting cards. I play at golf or perhaps it’s more accurate to say it plays me. I also collect antiques. Our ancestors didn’t live in a throw away society and I feel compelled to preserve what family members cherished. A wooden pitchfork, Squire’s desk, copper apple butter kettle and lithographed wedding certificates are just a few of the family pieces nestled among our contemporary furnishings. I’ve collected everything from pattern glass to lady head vases. The latter aren’t antiques but hold a charm for me.  


My husband and I love to travel. I especially enjoy visiting historic spots of interest. This summer we stopped at a recreated fort like the one built by the Lewis and Clark and his men. On the Pacific at Seaside, OR we walked to the spot where a few of Lewis and Clark’s men boiled sea water around the clock in order to get the salt needed for the expeditions return to St. Louis. Lighthouses fascinate me,so we visited several all along the coast. These men and their families lived a solitary life. Anyone care to talk about a visit to a fascinating historic site?


But above all the things I enjoy doing, my favorite activity is spending time with our children, grandchildren and extended family. Maybe one day I’ll get back at my brothers with a water pistol or cap gun, so stay alert guys. Your sister may best you yet.


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Email her at:janet@janetdean.net


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110 thoughts on “Janet Dean Asks: Are You Crazy About Cowboys?”

  1. Hi Janet,
    What an interesting piece of history you used in your new story. That is an incredible amount of children to relocate and what a transition it must have been for those children.

  2. Morning Janet!

    First for a little tattling on my only sister- my baby sister- My mom promised to keep her out of my Barbies while I was in school when I started kindergarten. Still I would come home and dolls would be missing at best- clothing…at worst- legs and heads would be scattered. It was those times I wished for a brother who didn’t want to play with my girly toys. If only she’d been more interested in my Hot Wheels! LOL

    As for which cowboys I’m a bit crazy for- Wyatt Earp, Maverick(though I have to go with the Mel Gibson/James Garner movie since I’ve never seen the show). When I was younger my favorite thing to watch was Young Riders.

    I’m not married to a cowboy, though my mom and I have both kidded him about what he’d look like in a cowboy hat and boots. ;o)

    My stepson just read a story for his reading class a couple of weeks ago about the orphan trains. Thanks to some blogs here at P&P about them, I knew exactly what my stepson was reading about, which suprised him to no end (but what doesn’t suprise a 9 year old? LOL)

    I love the idea behind your story for Courting Miss Adelaide. Tears sprang to my eyes. It sounds very intriguing! Will definitely have to add it to my to-be-bought list!

    Hope you have a wonderful weekend here at P&P.

  3. Hi Janet! I love the picture of the quilt and the dolls, especially how you tied it to your writing. Storytelling is definitely in your blood.

    Cute story about your brothers! My brother’s three years younger than I am. He stayed out of my stuff for sure. I was the one getting into his things, mainly his baseball bat and glove. We played “Horse,” but mostly we played “Hit the Bat.”

  4. Hi Maureen,

    I still find such a vast movement of children mind boggling. I’ve read that the number of children relocated equaled the number of slaves brought into this country.


  5. Taryn, you need to see the old Maverick. James Garner, when he was young, is the MOST amazing looking man. That was a good show. I think we watched it on re-runs after school.
    The remake was good, too.

    Janet, you seem so organized! I hang around Seekerville with Janet and we have way too much fun over there.
    I think it’s safe to say I am the polar opposite of you and your orderly life.

    I work all day so that forces some order on me.

  6. Hi Taryn,

    With people like you and Maureen making me feel welcome, it’s going to be a great weekend here at P&P!

    Love your Barbie tattle. Hope you were able to reattach those body parts. 🙂 Guess that proves having brothers had its advantages. 🙂

    I’d love for my husband to wear cowboy hats and boots, but here in the Midwestern suburbs, he’d probably look…weird.

    Aren’t kids great? My nine-year-old grandson bubbled over a couple days ago about Loy Ball visiting his classroom. Every child got to hold his volleyball Gold metal, definitely a highlight moment of his young life. Wish I could’ve been there. 🙂

    Thanks, Taryn, for your interest in Courting Miss Adelaide! You’ve made my day!


  7. Hi Janet,
    I grew up two brothers too. Fun. I would never let them think they could do anything I couldn’t so I was quite a tomboy though I loved my dolls. They’d never play dolls with me even though I played cops and robbers with them. Go figure.

    The orphan trains have always intrigued me. I can’t wait to read your book.


  8. Hi Mary!

    Guess I should’ve emphasized I’d described my ideal day. Those days rarely happen. Sigh. If I told you about an average day, you’d know the chaos I work in…and so might my editor. 😉

    So where are your tattles, Mary? With all your siblings, surely you’re holding a grudge or two. 🙂


  9. Hi Linda, it’s great to see a fellow LIH author this morning. I just finished your wonderful book, The Journey Home!

    Do LIH books release second Tuesday? If so, only three more days until Courting Miss Adelaide is on the shelves.


  10. Oh, I love books. westerns are fun too, romance rolled in them are a plus. I loved reading your post. very interesting. I’d love a chance to win your book.

  11. Hi, Janet! How very cool! I only had one brother growing up, and my sister and I probably weren’t terribly kind all the time, but since he was the youngest, he was completely spoiled as the baby of the family 🙂 We got hand-me-downs from other families, which mostly worked well, although I’m glad not to have many photos of my less-than-glorious fashion days 😉

    I’m very curious to read more about the orphan trains! Are both your stories concerning them? And do you have more related stories planned? Or what’s next for you? 🙂

  12. Janet,

    I love your idea about the orphan trains (and that it started with a newspaper clipping). What a fascinating subject. I ordered Courting Miss Adelaide off the eharlequin website and just received it yesterday. Guess what I’m going to do with my free time this weekend?

    As far as cowboys, I loved Kurt Russell’s portrayal of Wyatt Earp in Tombstone. The movie was very Hollywood, but I loved it anyway. 😉 And who didn’t secretly love Russell Crow in 3:10 to Yuma. What a brilliant, three-dimensional bad guy!!!


  13. Janet, welcome to Petticoats & Pistols! I absolutely love your cover–it’s beautiful!

    The Childrens Aid Society has been a fascinating organization for us as writers. I, too, wrote a book about them and the orphans they helped. It was very first, WYOMING WILDFLOWER.

    And you do NOT look old enough to be a grandmother!!

    Thank you for spending your weekend with us here in Wildflower Junction!

  14. Janet,

    I did something special over the Labor Day weekend. Yup! I read Courting Miss Adelaide. Charles is a dreamy hero, and I love Addie’s spunk and willingness to go after what she believes in, even in the face of opposition. When I got close to the end Saturday night, I couldn’t put the book down. Those yawns I had to stifle in church the next day made me think of you–in a good way. 🙂

    I know your official release date isn’t until September 9, but I couldn’t wait and got my copy of CMA directly from eHarlequin. Just last night I was in my local K-mart here in California checking out the romance section, and guess what I saw on the shelf? Courting Miss Adelaide in all its radiant beauty resting on the bottom shelf with the other LIH release.

    And here’s a tip I’ll share with your visitors. Janet is going to be a guest on my blog, Romance Writers on the Journey, on September 11. We’ll be giving away three copies of CMA, so if you don’t win here at this fantastic site, come on over to romancewritersonthejourney.wordpress.com this coming Thursday.

  15. I remember hearing about the orphan train. How people would come up and pick out what child they wanted. Such a hard life some of those children must of had. I don’t think I could have ever made it back then, I like the easiness of modern life to much, but that was what they were use to. Thanks for the great post, it was very interesting.

  16. I might tattle on my massive family. I’m one of eight kids.
    Of course, what if they showed up and told their own stories. Uh oh. My saintly reputation would be in shreds. (Hey, I have that reputation, work with me here, people)
    I have two sisters so close in age to me I can’t imagine what my mother was thinking.
    Ruth was two, Nila one when I was born.
    We did everything together (whether we wanted to or not) we were the ‘three big girls’ then five younger brothers and sisters.
    What a rabble we must have been. eight kids in an old farm house that was two bedrooms for a long time. Finally we bought another old farm house and stuck it on ours and then it was a FOUR bedroom house. Whoa, too much space!!! 🙂

    My mom always seemed fond of us though. No doubt today they’d take that as evidence of instability, but since all the neighbors had the same mob no one arrested her. 🙂

  17. Good Morning ladies, I slept in today so I am late to the party.

    Janet, love to read about the orphan trains, can’t wait to get your book.

    I have an older bother and younger sister, Yes I am the middle. I have always been a little bit of a tomboy. My sister and I would torture my brother, we taped him to a chair once. My sister was a tattle tale. I got to where I would tell on myself first.

    I agree with Renee Kurt was great as Wyatt. What can’t you expect from someone who named his son Wyatt. Not a Western but boy he looked great in Excape From New York (what a bod).

    I am rattling on so I will close!

  18. Hi Janet. Good to see you here. Courting Ms. Adelaide sounds great. I love the cover. I have always been fascinated by the Orphan Train.

  19. Ahhh siblings… I have two younger sisters, but the only one I had problems with was the next in line. She took, she lost, she broke, she would get me blamed for things… ahh what a childhood!

  20. Hi Janet!

    Welcome to P&P. We really enjoy having you and hope you have a great time.

    When I was growing up, the automatic diswashers were me and my younger sis. We got in a splashing contest more often than not because we HATED washing dishes. Usually before it was over we were both soaking wet and Mom was furious.

    I love traveling to old historical places too. The most recent one took me to the remains of old Fort McKavett in south Texas. The area was rife with Indians and the soldiers fought ’em and made that part of Texas safe for the settlers. They’ve renovated some of the buildings so you can see how the fort was laid out and how they lived. It was really interesting.

    I love the cover of your new book! It puts me in mind of one of Pam Morsi’s historicals. I’ve done some research on the orphan trains as well and it’s fascinating stuff. I know your story will be a must-read.

    Come back and see us again. We always have the welcome mat out!

  21. Hey Janet, nice to see you here…too. 🙂

    Love our blog but I’ve having trouble with the truth in there – I can not believe you have grandchildren. I’m gonna look so old compared to the rest of you when we meet in Minn. Wait – that sounds like I’m lacking in self-confidence…hmm… You look great! How’s that?

    Speaking of brothers…when I was 6, my 3 yo brother wanted to play cowboys and Indians. So, I sat on the end of the bed w/my legs hanging over the short footboard. I was the stagecoach driver and I sat there pretending to hold the reins and talking to my team of horses. Do you know that I didn’t feel that kid climb onto the bed or come up behind me, but one moment I was riding along and the next he had my neck in an amazingly strong chokehold for a 3 yr old! By the time I screamed that he was killing me I’d almost blacked out. It was a long time before I played with him again…

  22. Oh Little Joe was adorable but I always had a thing for Yul Brynner! (showing my age here lol).

    As far as siblings, I have one older sister (3 l/2 yrs) but it may as well be 20. My biggest accomplishment was making sure that my two girls were best friends and they are. My oldest just got married and picked her sister to be her maid of honor.

    My MIL’s second husband was adopted by a family out west and he was slave labor til he ran away at 16 (to sea for goodness sake). Hopefully most of the orphans found loving homes.

    Your book sounds wonderful 🙂

  23. Hi Janet,

    What a fun blog. You sound like such an interesting lady!

    I love the idea behind Courting Miss Adelaide and I can’t wait to read it. In fact, I’m on my way to Wal-Mart today and plan to see if it’s there yet. We usually get ours a little early. 🙂

  24. Hi Fedora. Good to see you! Thanks for your interest in the orphan train.

    Emma and William, a brother and sister in Courting Miss Adelaide, and Ben in Courting the Doctor’s Daughter are children who rode the orphan train into town.

    I’m moving on to a new series. I’m working on the proposal now.


  25. Renee, I’m honored to know you’ll be reading Courting Miss Adelaide this weekend. Hope you enjoy the story!

    A three-dimensional bad guy is every writers’ goal. Russell Crowe protraying him on screen doesn’t hurt either. 🙂 Aren’t the movies great? I never see as many as I’d like.


  26. Pam, thanks for the welcome and sweet compliment! After Seekerville, Petticoats and Pistols is my favorite group blog! You gals rock!

    Wow, can I get my hands on a copy of Wyoming Wildflower? It sounds like my kind of book!


  27. Hi Keli! Your praise of Courting Miss Adelaide put a smile on my face. Thank you! Hope your pastor didn’t misinterpret the yawns and think he was boring you. 🙂

    Wow, Adelaie made it all the way to California! Keli, you’re the first person to report a sighting of book. I didn’t realize K-Mart carried the line. That’s fantastic.

    Three chances to win a free copy makes for great odds. Looking forward to visiting with you on Thursday!


  28. Hello Janet, nice to see you here. I also had to shoot a guy when I was growing up, I kind of enjoyed it myself. I was a bit of a Tom boy. I love the photo of your quilts and dolls. I am a big quilt buff myself. I have a closet full of them that I have made. Your book sounds like a great read. I would love to read it.

  29. Hi Rebekah. I love reading about the good ‘ole days, but I’ve never wanted to reenact them. Or go back. I love modern comforts too much. But I admire those who lived it. Do you ever wonder what they’d think of life now?


  30. Mary, your family fascinates me! I can’t imagine what it must’ve been like for your mom to feed and take care of all of you. Especially with three so close together in age. Living in a large family had to prepare you to write your child-packed, action-packed humorous yet poignant stories.

    My husband was an only child. He always wanted siblings and was dismayed when our girls fought. I’d assure him that was normal. LOL.


  31. Hi Janet! Welcome to P&P!! What a fun post. Loved the look at yoru antiques 🙂

    When I started writing I spent hours and hours in dusty Historical Society storage rooms all around our area—for anyone who hasn’t visited their local histoircal society, you should check it out. I was amazed at the resources at my finger tips—old survey maps dated back to the early 1800’s, showing farm land, houses, hog pens…old railroad tracks. The feeling of being so close to the past was amazing, and really helped me lay a mental landscape, to SEE the land as it was before cities paved over it 😉 They also had wonderful displays of clothing and such 🙂

    Thanks for sharing with us today, Janet!

  32. Sherrie, how funny that you’d tattle on yourself before your sister could. LOL!! Love it! I’m surprised you could tape your older brother to a chair. Two against one had to help your cause.

    One of my brothers needed to be taped to a chair. He did all kinds of scary things that could’ve ended his young life. He must’ve had a wiry Guardian Angel.


  33. My dad was actually an only child. I always wondered if he didn’t just wish he’d had more people around him desperately. He was a friendly, funny man and we were a great audience.
    With the eight of us and dad we had a baseball team and we had a diamond worn into our front yard. No one was telling us to keep off the grass out in that old Nebraska farm yard.

    But you know, sure nine is a baseball team but to play you need two teams. It’s a wonder the man didn’t decide to have nine MORE kids just to make a game of it.

  34. Crinolines – I remember very well wearing those as a teenager in the 50s! Thank goodness that fad didn’t last long.

  35. Oh, Linda, I remember our dishwashing marathons. My younger brother and I had to do them. Whoever cleared, dried. The other had to wash and put away. We didn’t make a mess like you and your sis, though that sounds like lots more fun. But we’d take forever getting started. It’s a wonder our mom didn’t give us a verbal kick in the pants for dilly-dallying. Love those old fashioned words. 😉

    Your trip to south Texas sounds fantastic! Are you researching for a book? Silly question. Do historical writers ever stop soaking up history?

    My husband just reported another sighting of Courting Miss Adelaide at WalMart.

    Thanks, Linda, for putting out the welcome mat. I’d love to come again!


  36. Anita Mae, thanks for the kind words. But remember you’re looking at a photograph snapped by a professional whose paid to make his subject look good. Still, when you see each other at ACFW, no need to tell me how right I am. 😉

    What a grip your brother had for a three year old. Glad you survived! I’m loving all these sibling stories.

    See you in Minnesota!


  37. Hi Jeanne. Yul Brynner had great eyes, didn’t he?

    Our two daughters clashed some as kids but they’re great friends now. What a blessing to have children who grew up to be friends.

    I’m afraid your MIL’s second husband’s story isn’t a rare incident. Some of these orphans had a rough life. They came from a rough life. Going to sea at 16 had to be quite an adventure. And an education.


  38. Hi Quilt lady. I admire quilters. I don’t have the patience. I tried once and kept sticking my finger with the needle and bleeding on the fabric. What patterns have you made? Some of my mothers’ quilts were Dresdan plate, Grandmother’s Flower Garden, and Ocean Wave.

    The dolls belonged to my husband’s mother. They were made in Germany and have bisque heads and leather bodies. The name Floradora is engraved in the back of the larger doll’s neck. The smaller doll’s name is Ruth. My mil told me the dolls came without clothes and her grandmother made Floradora’s dress. I cherish our family heirlooms, but wonder if our children will be interested.


  39. Hi Stacey! Thanks for the great suggestion to visit the local Historical Society. When I researched Courting Miss Adelaide, I visited the Historical Society Museum in Noblesville. It’s housed in the old jail/Sheriff’s residence, an impressive brick structure built in 1857 with a slate convex mansard roof and a three-story tower. The law and the lawless slept under the same lovely roof.

    Thanks for having me this weekend!

  40. Mary, if your dad tried to convince your mom he needed two teams, your mom wasn’t buying it. :-)Were you athletic? I was never good at softball, yet I didn’t want to be left out when the kids played. My best friend and I were always chose last, then put in the outfield, hoping no one hit the ball that far.


  41. You were so lucky that your brothers didn’t play with your dolls. My brothers delighted in making my paper dolls amputees and my china tea set shards. I loved them anyway and sometimes could get back at them by accidently stepping on their cars, tractors and trucks and breaking off the wheels.
    Americana and westerns have always facinated me and I married a hunter who hunts mainly with a bow. Members of an archery club since 1970 this is something our whole family did. This is really surprising because as young children my brother shot me in the mouth with a homemade bow and arrow. He passed away a few years ago to West Nile and I would give anything for one more hunting trip with him.
    Yes I have hunted with a bow but chose a long time ago to hunt only with a camera and so enjoy the out of doors with my family that I am always ready to go.
    I am waiting for the release of you book as the cover is very eyecatching and I have been watching for it ever since I first saw it.

  42. Welcome to the blog Janet! Thanks for the great post today! I really enjoy visiting historic places to and think lighthouses are just gorgeous! It is amazing to see each one.

  43. Hey Janet, since I already won Courting Miss Adelaide when Carla hosted you over at the Writers at Play blog, you don’t have to throw my name into the hat. But if you do, I’ll donate a copy to my local library since they don’t seem to have any LI Historicals in the system yet. And no, they can’t have mine. 🙂

  44. Connie, if my brothers played with my dolls, I was too little to remember. Sounds like you got your revenge on their trucks and cars. 😉

    How horrible it must’ve been to be shot in the mouth by a bow and arrow! Were you badly hurt?

    We may complain about our brothers and/or sisters, but we love them, probably more than we know. I’m sorry about the loss of your brother. Have fun taking pictures and making wonderful memories with your family!

    Others have told me like you, that they’ve wanted to buy the book from the moment they saw the cover. I hope for another great cover for my second book Courting the Doctor’s Daughter.

    God bless.

  45. Hi Kathleen. Good to see another lighthouse enthusiast! My husband may have gotten tired of tracking them down, but he didn’t complain. Lighthouses all have a special charm for me. There’s something about the life of solitude, the unique structure and vast expanses of water that draw me.


  46. Thanks for being our guest this weekend, Janet! I have been excited about your book ever since I read the title in your sig line months ago, as you know. I can’t wait to read it.

    The cover is the frosting on the cake!


  47. I wasn’t athletic AT ALL. I was a typical girl, scared of the ball.
    I spent more time ducking than catching.

    My dad was pretty good though. He was on the University of Nebraska baseball team. He always reminded us college athletics weren’t the big deal they are today. Back then it was more…do we have enough kids to field a team.
    He’s over stating the humbleness of it, but that’s the kind of guy he was.

  48. Oh, meant to add, the cover of Courting Miss Adelaide is absolutely gorgeous. I can’t look at it without staring a while.

    And I loved the book. Sweet and funny and heart worming and suspenseful by turns. Great job.

  49. Checking in after Tropical Storm Hanna here in NC…folks must get your book Janet. Courting Miss A is a wonderful, wonderful read…fully living up to the cover:-)

    Had to add that I also collect antiques and do my own cards. Hubby is trying to teach me to play golf. More reasons to like you!

    Peace, Julie

  50. I did marry the cowboy! LOL! As a child playing
    with the neighbor boys, Honey always had to be Roy
    Rogers. In fact, the boys called him Roy all the
    time, not by his real name (Ken) BTW, he still
    counts Roy Rogers as his hero!

    Pat Cochran

  51. Mary, wow, who has a father who was a college athlete? He sounds like a great guy. I had a fab father, too. Blessed, aren’t we?

    I play with the grandkids and do okay at bat so maybe my lack of talent was just the awkwardness of youth. Or maybe I’m kidding myself. LaLaLand is a great place to reside.


  52. Nice to see you Janet. love the quilts and dolls.
    love the stories too. thanks for the insight.
    I have fired a slug gun not sure what they are called in america but they dont have bullets more slugs or pellet like htings and not heavy.
    My dad was a farm hand we left the farm after he has a stroke when i was 8 but I use to have having a ride on his white horse Tango with him, also loved the tractor rides. (although i was scared of the animals to a degree.

  53. Julie, glad you’re doing okay in the storm.
    And delighted you enjoyed Courting Miss Adelaide.

    You and I could antique, stamp a card or two and play nine holes, all before dinner. Oh, and good luck with those husband/wife lessons. 🙂


  54. Hi Dale! Ah, I mean Pat. 😉 How fun you and Roy grew up together! So when did you know you were more than childhood friends? Surely it involved a guitar and love song.


  55. I remember the crinolines and wearing them. I love your collection of antiques; I have a few items in my home also.

    Beautiful lady and gorgeous hat on the cover of an amazing sounding story book, Courting Miss Adelaide.

  56. Hi Janet! What a wonderful post! I ,too, love visiting historic sites. I toured Fort Ticonderoga and the Saratoga Battlefield this summer. Fascinating places! Your book sounds fantastic! I will be looking for it in the stores. Thank you so much for taking the time to blog here today at P&P!

  57. Enjoyed reading the comments. Even though I didn’t have brothers, my sisters and I played outside all day long and did the things boys liked to do.
    When I was in high school, I lived in Tucson, AZ and we used to visit the town of Tombstone. It really was a small western town, not like it is today with paved streets and alot of tourist traps. It is sad that some of the historic places are so commercialized today.
    The book sounds good and I have added it to my TBR list.

  58. Hi Jenny! Not sure what we’d call the gun you describe unless it’s a BB gun. My brother had the You’ll-Shoot-Your-Eye-Out-Ralphie BB gun from The Christmas Story. You guessed it. My brother shot my other brother in the eye. An accident, but scary. Thank goodness he had no damage to his sight.

    Jenny, Tango is an unusual name for a horse. Not that I’m an authority. But I’ve had close encounters with horses. None good. A friend of mine had two and she invited me to ride one day, my first and last time. The smaller horse almost ran into a barbed wire fence with me on his back. When I finally got him stopped, his head was hanging over the fence. So my friend, scared for her horse, traded mounts with me. We rode to a friend’s house who lived near a small airport. As we were leaving, the larger horse reared up at a low flying plane. So I climbed back on the smaller one. On the ride home, a paper bag blew across the road and my horse took off like a shot. I no longer ride.

    Still, I admire horses. One day our car got hung up in the mud on my grandfather’s farm. He couldn’t get it out with the tractor. So Grandpa hitched up his team, King and Queen. Those horses pulled the car out. I was a little kid, but I’ll never forget the power of those horses.