By Mona Lange McCroskey

Friends gathered yesterday morning at the Congregational Church to say goodbye to Danny Freeman, who passed away in Prescott on January 14, 2003. Born in the Texas Panhandle, he was raised in Swisher County. He was in college as a New Mexico Aggie during the Depression. His "first job" with the Soil Conservation Service lasted thirty-eight years. During that time he worked in range management, married schoolmarm Norita Voelker and raised three children, and served as an area conservationist for Northern Arizona, overseeing five counties and thirty-nine million acres of land.

By Nancy Wright

"Perhaps we will find gold, perhaps not," was the original name of Perhaps, a mining camp down on the east side of the Gila Bend Mountains. When I came across this intriguing entry in Will C. Barnes' Arizona Place Names, I couldn't stop browsing. Arizona Place Names is a mother-lode of interesting, romantic, names of cities, towns, mines, mountains, rivers, and other geographical features, combined with the kind of interesting, but obscure history that rarely makes it into history books.

By Ken Edwards

(This is the first part of a two-part article regarding the history of early automobiles in Yavapai County) 

The Main Circus came to Prescott in November of 1899, arriving by train. Among the attractions was a new-fangled contraption from the east called an automobile. This particular vehicle was powered by an electric storage battery and, the Weekly Journal-Miner reported, "runs perfectly noiseless."

By Bill Lynam

(This is the second part of a two-part article.) 

Tom Mix and his Ralston Straight Shooters radio program ran from 1933 until 1950, and is probably the best-remembered part of Mixiana by people today. Over the career of the radio shows, by contract, Tom Mix never appeared in any of them. This created an opportunity for different radio personalities to be the on-air Tom Mix.

By Bill Lynam

(This is part one of a two-part article) 

The hoof beats on the radio have gone silent and his western movies are no longer in vogue, but Tom Mix rides on, if only in the memories of his many fans who grew up on his films, radio shows and personal appearances. I asked my brother what he remembered about Tom Mix and he hit me with a portion of an advertising jingle that stuck in his head from the "Tom Mix Ralston Straight Shooters" radio program: "Take a tip from Tom, Go tell your Mom, Hot Ralston can't be beat."

By Ben Allen

In the year 2000 during the reunion of the Prescott High School class of 1945, the attendees were invited on a tour of the new high school in north Prescott. Mr. Tim Carter, the principal, conducted us on a tour of this fine facility. I remember best the gymnasium because one of the first things we encountered when we entered the main door was a large wall, which bore the sign, Our Wall of Fame. And, very prominent on it was a large picture of our 1944 varsity football team.

By Parker Anderson

It may seem difficult to believe in this day and age, but there was a time when dancing-any form of dancing-was considered an immoral practice and a sin against God. This idea might bring laughter to most people in the present, but it was taken seriously throughout the 19th century. Dancing would become a popular pastime for Americans in the early 20th century, but pockets of anti-dancing sentiment still existed.

By John Paulsen

(Seventy-five years ago this coming June 11, the first guest signed the Governor's Mansion register and the Sharlot Hall Museum began. We are running a series of articles over the coming months that will explore the people and events that have shaped the museum's long journey. This Sunday, and next, we will explore what life was like in Prescott in 1928.)

In 1928, a year predicted by Washington to be "a banner year", two newspapers served Prescott's 5,517 citizens. Both the Prescott Journal-Miner and the Prescott Evening Courier were heavy on local news. The Courier, however, was usually more staid and formal, while the Miner leaned towards sensationalism, sporting big black headlines and multiple font changes.

By Doris Theriault

Let me warn you before you begin reading, this is yet another Prescott love story. 

I grew up in Montreal, Canada, and spent my working years in the harbor area of Los Angeles. I'm a city gal through and through. While in Los Angeles, I commuted for an hour to work each way. I'm used to fast freeways, fast cars and even more relevant to this story, fast-talking car salesmen.

By Tom Brodersen

(It was in 1928, seventy-five years ago this coming June 11, that the first guest signed the Governor's Mansion register and the Sharlot Hall Museum began. We are running a series of articles over the coming months that will explore the people and events that have shaped the museum's long journey. This Sunday we will look at the museum's beginnings up until 1928.)

Today the Old Governor's Mansion, which Sharlot Mabridth Hall called the "Arizona's Mount Vernon," is the heart of the Sharlot Hall Museum.