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My cousin Ron was the prosecuting attorney in the real life case that was made into the movie "The Accused".
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To my friend NoFlinch, best wishes.
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Ray
My great great grandfather was shot by vigilantes.........
My great great grandfather was shot by vigilantes while in the sheriffs custody. He had shot two men who he claims where building a fence on his land (he owned a ranch in Prineville Oregon) The sheriff hauled him in for questioning but he was not arrested. He was under a kind of house arrest at a local hotel. During the night a group of vigilantes broke in, shot him and drug him behind a horse to the crooked river bridge where they hung his corpse along with his hired man. His widow was in such a rage over the events she tried to gun down the sheriff in town the following day but he escaped. This happened in march of 1882, he was 31 years old and my great grandfather was not born for another 6 months. This started whats known as the Crook County reign of terror. His death was the start of two years of lawless terror where vigilante justice was doled out by mask men on horse back. The whole thing was later as the basis for several stories in "Masked Rider Western" pulp-fiction magazine
There are vastly different versions of the story. In some of them my G G Grandfather is painted as a innocent man protecting his ranch from thugs. In others is is portrayed as a cold blooded murder.
This is the version of events that I choose to believe
https://eponaleah.wordpress.com/2010/05/16/ghosts-of-grizzlys-past/ But there are several other versions of events that can be read about.
YikesIronmonster. My Mums kin lived in Prineville , well before 1882, and a long time there after. But I am most certain they were on vacation in March of 1882. During this most tragic event, or I mean most alleged tragic event. If I recall right while reading their journals, I think they were sunbathing in the Caribbean. Chilln' with Jack Sparrow,don't quote me, but pretty sure? Funny don't think much has changed in Prineville, since good ole' 1882. And I sure as hell would not brag about voting democrat there, you could end up on the same said bridge.My great great grandfather was shot by vigilantes while in the sheriffs custody. He had shot two men who he claims where building a fence on his land (he owned a ranch in Prineville Oregon) The sheriff hauled him in for questioning but he was not arrested. He was under a kind of house arrest at a local hotel. During the night a group of vigilantes broke in, shot him and drug him behind a horse to the crooked river bridge where they hung his corpse along with his hired man. His widow was in such a rage over the events she tried to gun down the sheriff in town the following day but he escaped. This happened in march of 1882, he was 31 years old and my great grandfather was not born for another 6 months. This started whats known as the Crook County reign of terror. His death was the start of two years of lawless terror where vigilante justice was doled out by mask men on horse back. The whole thing was later as the basis for several stories in "Masked Rider Western" pulp-fiction magazine
There are vastly different versions of the story. In some of them my G G Grandfather is painted as a innocent man protecting his ranch from thugs. In others is is portrayed as a cold blooded murder.
This is the version of events that I choose to believe
https://eponaleah.wordpress.com/2010/05/16/ghosts-of-grizzlys-past/ But there are several other versions of events that can be read about.
So do you drink Slivovitz ,whatever that plum turpentine is called,and argue nonstop with everyone while demeaning them?My relatives were gold miners during the 1849 Gold Rush in California and are buried there. I am also a die hard gold miner so it,s in my blood. My Great Grandfather had bought a copper mine in Michigan and my Great Grandmother did not like Michigan and wanted to move back to Yugoslavia to be with family. So my Great Grandfather sold the copper mine cheap to a big mining corporation and that same mine turned out to be a multi million dollar copper mine. I may have been a wealthy heir, oh well. My Dad is Serbian, the same place that the awesome Zastava AK 47 factory is located. Cool!
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I'm weird. Really weird......
.29 a second? So what, that is roughly $100/hr? That does not seem unreasonable at all for a quarter million dollar hunk of machinery
I don't always drink beer, but when I do, I prefer Dos Equis. Stay thirsty my friends.
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