My Dads family settled in the Ozark mountains 175 years ago, along the way integrating Native American with Irish and other nationalities while immigrating from Ireland after young twin men rebelling against Catholicism for Protestant beliefs left the country in the late 1700’s. Arriving in America, one went North into Canada. The other South through a new land, establishing roots in Tennessee, Kentucky, Arkansas and Missouri predominantly. My roots found home in Texas County, Missouri. The upper levels of my family, have all since passed through this world along with some of each lineage in siblings and children. Ozark mountain people were a breed of their own. Took are of business and corrected wrongs many times minus any emergency call’s and in mountain law. I remember a story an uncle told me of coming home one day to the farm and a car he had been working on was gone. Between my uncle and grandpa a black sheep cousin had taken the car. Next day, an engine ...