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Geronimo
Geronimo, leader and medicine man, was the most feared, most pursued, most allusive of the Apaches and the last of the Chiricahuas to surrender.
Born June 16, 1829, in the upper Gila River country in Arizona, he was part of the Bedonkohe subsection of Chiricahua Apache, a small but mighty group of around 8,000 people.
His birth name was Goyahkla, or “one who yawns.” The source of the name “Geronimo” is disputed. Some believe it originated with the cries of frightened Mexican soldiers calling out the name of the Catholic St. Jerome when they faced Geronimo in battle. Others believe it is simply a mispronunciation of Goyahkla.
Whatever its origin, the name took on a new life long after the Indian’s death when during World War II paratroopers yelled “Geronimo” before jumping out of planes, a reference to his bravery.
By the time he was old enough to become a warrior, the Apaches were at war with the Mexicans to the south, the U.S. Government to the north, and the neighboring Comanche and Navajo tribes. By the time he was 17, Geronimo had successfully led four raids on their enemies.
Geronimo fell in love with a woman named Alope. They married and had three children. Tragedy struck while he was on a raiding trip. Mexican soldiers attacked the camp, killing Geronimo’s mother, wife and three children.
The murders devastated Geronimo. In Apache tradition, he set fire to the family’s belongings and headed into the wilderness to grieve their deaths. There, alone and crying, it is said a voice came to Geronimo promising him, “No gun will ever kill you. I will take the bullets from the guns of the Mexicans…and I will guide your arrows.”
Embolden by this knowledge, Geronimo rounded up a force of 200 men and hunted down the Mexican soldiers who killed his family. For 10 years, he exacted revenge against the Mexican Government.
Following the Mexican-American War in 1848, the United States took over large tracts of land from Mexico, including areas belonging to the apaches. With the discovery of gold, miners and settlers streamed into the land. The Apaches stepped up their attacks, including brutal attacks on stagecoaches and wagon trains.
Chiricahua Chief Cochise could see what was coming, and in a move that greatly disappointed Geronimo, called a halt to his decade-long war with the Americans and agreed to the establishment of a reservation for his people on a prized piece of apache land.
Within just a few years, in 1874, Cochise died, and the Federal Government reneged on its promise and moved the Chiricahuas north so settlers could move into their former lands.
This further incensed Geronimo, and he set off on a new round of killing. With his followers, he raided across the Southwest, becoming something of a legend. Newspapers closely followed the Army’s pursuit of him.
Authorities finally caught up with him in 1877 and sent him to San Carlos Reservation. For four long years he struggled with reservation life, finally escaping in 1881.
At one point nearly a quarter of the Army’s forces—5,000 troops—were trying to hunt him down.
Geronimo surrendered to General Cook in January 1884, but as they neared the fort, tales of impending trials and hangings caused him to escape with about 150 men, woman and children.
He again surrendered to Cook on March 4, 1886, in Sonora, Mexico, but again he bolted.
Finally on September 3, 1886, he surrendered to General Miles, the last Chiricahua to do so. He was promised to be returned to his beloved Arizona, but that never happened. Over the next several years, Geronimo and his people were moved around, first to a prison in Florida, then a prison camp in Alabama and finally to Fort Sill in Lawton, Oklahoma.
Although a prisoner, Geronimo did travel outside Fort Sill frequently, appearing at fairs, exhibitions and other public functions, selling pictures of himself, bows and arrows, buttons off his shirt, and even his hat. He appeared in several Wild West Shows, and shot a buffalo for a roundup staged by 101 Ranch.
In 1905, Geronimo’s biography was published.
In 1905, Geronimo also appeared in the inaugural parade for President Theodore Roosevelt. Still a prisoner, he was accompanied by guards wherever he went.
On the reservation, he did some farming and joined a church, but was ousted for gambling.
While riding home one night in February 1909, his horse threw him, and he spent the night out in the cold. A friend found him the next day, and Geronimo died six days later of pneumonia, his nephew at his side. He was almost 80 years old.
“I should never have surrendered,” Geronimo, still a prisoner of war, said on his deathbed. “I should have fought until I was the last man alive.”
Geronimo is buried in Beef Creek Apache Cemetery on Fort Sill among family. His tomb is covered by a cone-shaped monument made of round stones topped by a granite eagle. It bears the simple inscription, “GERONIMO.” A short path leading to the tomb is covered with pennies left by visitors in tribute to the last of the great Chiricahua Apaches.
Read more in the April 2020 issue of Oklahoma Farm & Ranch.
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Oklahoma Outlaws | Pretty Boy Floyd
One of the most well-known bank robbers in United States history, Pretty Boy Floyd, had strong ties to Oklahoma. Charles Floyd was born in Georgia in 1904, as one of many children, his family soon moved to Akins, Okla., to start a farm in the Cookson Hills where they lived an extremely impoverished life. Tired of living in poverty, Floyd soon turned to crime, and was first arrested for petty theft at the young age of 18.
At 20 years old, Floyd married Ruby Hardgraves, and they eventually had a son named Charles. Shortly after the pair were married, Floyd graduated to serious theft and was sentenced to five years for robbing a payroll delivery vehicle in St. Louis. Hardgraves divorced Floyd during his imprisonment, although the two reconnected later in life.
After his release, Floyd drifted north towards Kansas City, quickly getting involved with the city’s criminal underworld. At the time, his specialty was highway robbery. He and his accomplices would stop cars, and with the victims at gunpoint, demand all the valuables on board. Between 1929 and 1930, he was arrested multiple times on suspicion of armed robbery, but the police could never find anything conclusive.
It was somewhere around this time that he picked up the moniker “Pretty Boy,” and rumors abound about its origin. Some reports say he got his nickname from a prostitute girlfriend, while others credit co-workers on an oil rig who mocked his clothing. Some documentaries note that he got his name early on in his criminal career when he was described as “A pretty boy with apple cheeks.” Regardless, it’s known he hated the name.
Floyd was known for his reckless use of a machine gun that he welded. Around 1929 he honed the talent he is best known for: bank robbery. His flair for the dramatic and the police’s inability to catch him made him a media sensation.
He began robbing banks in Ohio with other gangsters, and soon moved on to other territories. It is told that bank insurance rates in Oklahoma doubled, although this has not been verified. He became popular with the public by allegedly destroying mortgage papers at many of the banks he robbed, liberating many debt-ridden citizens. Again, these acts were never fully verified. Known for sharing money he’d stolen, he was often protected by the locals, and was dubbed the “Robin Hood of Cookson Hills.”
Floyd is credited with no fewer than 50 bank robberies during 1931 alone, including a bank in Sallisaw, Okla., while his friends and family members watched on.
One of the more memorable events Floyd was accused of taking part in – which he denied – was the Kansas City Massacre in June of 1933. It was reported that he and two accomplices attempted to prevent fellow criminal Frank Nash from being returned to prison. A shootout ensued, and Nash, two officers, a police chief, and an FBI agent were killed.
After the death of John Dillinger, Floyd was declared “Public Enemy No. 1” and a $23,000 bounty was offered for his capture – dead or alive. He evaded capture for more than a year, until he was discovered outside of Wellsville, Ohio. He made his escape, but was later found in an East Liverpool cornfield. Floyd was shot twice in the deadly shootout on October 22, 1934. He was killed by FBI Agent Melvin Purvis, who became famous after taking out Dillinger.
Following his death, Pretty Boy Floyd’s body was returned to the lush Cookson Hills of his youth. He’s buried in the Akins Cemetery in Sequoyah County. It was written that a year before his death, while at the Akins Cemetery in Sallisaw, Floyd had told his mother, “Right here is where you can put me. I expect to go down soon with lead in me. Maybe the sooner the better. Bury me deep.”
Floyd has been portrayed in movies, songs, books, and biographies, including Woody Guthrie’s song “Pretty Boy Floyd,” which recounted Floyd’s supposed generosity to the poor. It satirically compared foreclosing bankers to outlaws.
Several movies have been made about Floyd:Pretty Boy Floyd (1960);A Bullet for Pretty Boy (1970); The Story of Pretty Boy Floyd (1974); The Kansas City Massacre (1975); and Public Enemies (2009), where he is falsely depicted as being killed before John Dillinger.
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Lessons from the Dust Bowl
In the heart of the 1930s, amid the Great Depression and one of the worst droughts in American history, the central plains of the United States became the backdrop for a crisis that left millions of acres of farmland devastated. The Dust Bowl wasn’t just a period of bad weather—it was a consequence of environmental mismanagement, economic desperation, and unpreparedness on a massive scale. It remains one of the clearest warnings in American agricultural history about the costs of forgetting how to work with, rather than against, the land.
While the images that often come to mind are of blackened skies, desperate families, and abandoned fields, the lessons reach far beyond the Panhandle and remain startlingly relevant today. Whether you’re running a large operation or managing a backyard garden or small herd, the core truth is the same: soil is a resource, not a guarantee. And if we don’t take care of it, we will lose it.
What Set the Stage
The Dust Bowl didn’t come out of nowhere. It was decades in the making. Beginning in the early 20th century, settlers flooded into the Southern Plains, drawn by promises of fertile soil, good rainfall, and land made available by the Homestead Act. By the time World War I increased the global demand for wheat, thousands of acres had been plowed under and put into production.
The land these new farmers encountered had been covered in native prairie grasses for centuries—plants with deep root systems that anchored the soil and held moisture through dry seasons. But those grasses weren’t seen as valuable. They were replaced with wheat, corn, and cotton. Tractors, stronger and faster than teams of horses, made it possible to farm more land more quickly. What followed was a dramatic change in land use with little thought given to how fragile the soil might be without those native plants.
During the wet years, the gamble paid off. Farmers saw high yields, bought more land, and borrowed heavily to expand. But the good weather was temporary, and by the time the 1930s arrived with a crippling drought, the damage had already been done. The soil had no protection. There were no roots to hold it in place, no moisture to keep it settled, and no plan for what to do when the rain stopped coming.
Life During the Dust Bowl
The Dust Bowl era began in earnest around 1931. Over the next several years, the Great Plains endured a nearly unbroken string of drought, high temperatures, and relentless wind. With millions of acres laid bare, the wind picked up the dry, loose topsoil and carried it for miles—sometimes hundreds of miles. The worst dust storm, known as “Black Sunday,” hit on April 14, 1935. It turned day into night and dropped an estimated 300,000 tons of soil over the eastern states.
Oklahoma, particularly the Panhandle, was one of the hardest-hit regions. Families did what they could to protect themselves. They hung wet sheets over windows, stuffed rags under doors, and wore handkerchiefs over their noses and mouths. But nothing kept the dust out. It coated food, filled lungs, and blanketed every surface. Children developed dust pneumonia. Cattle died with stomachs full of sand. Crops failed, wells ran dry, and the ground cracked open.
For many, the breaking point came not from a single storm, but from the relentless accumulation of hardship. Crops couldn’t be harvested, and without income, mortgages couldn’t be paid. Banks foreclosed on farms. Families loaded up what they could and headed west. The term “Okie”—originally just shorthand for someone from Oklahoma—became a label for the displaced and desperate.
Writers like John Steinbeck captured the human cost of the Dust Bowl in books like The Grapes of Wrath, but no novel or photograph can fully convey what it meant to live through those years. Still, from those struggles came a growing realization: something had to change.
Recovery and Reform
In response to the unfolding disaster, the federal government took unprecedented action. In 1935, the Soil Conservation Service was created, now part of the USDA’s Natural Resources Conservation Service. Its goal was simple but ambitious: teach farmers how to work the land in ways that would keep this from ever happening again.
Extension agents went farm to farm with practical advice. They introduced contour plowing to reduce runoff, encouraged planting windbreaks of trees to slow the wind, and advocated for strip cropping—alternating rows of crops with protective vegetation. In some places, marginal land was retired from agriculture altogether and converted back to grassland. These changes didn’t yield instant results, but they began the long process of restoring the land’s health.
By the early 1940s, rainfall had started to return. World War II increased the demand for farm products again, but this time, lessons from the Dust Bowl influenced how that demand was met. The soil conservation movement had taken root, and with it came a new understanding: soil health is national security.
Preventing Another Dust Bowl
Today’s farmers face a different landscape, but the fundamental challenge remains the same. The land still has limits. Modern conservation practices are built on what was learned during the Dust Bowl and have continued to evolve. No-till and minimum-till systems preserve soil structure. Cover cropping adds organic matter and keeps the ground protected between harvests. Rotational grazing mimics the patterns of native herbivores, promoting plant diversity and healthier pastures.
Federal programs still offer support through the NRCS, helping landowners implement conservation plans tailored to their operations. Education is more accessible than ever, with local conservation districts, university extensions, and farmer-led groups all sharing knowledge.
And yet, the risks remain. Climate change is intensifying weather extremes—longer droughts, stronger storms, unpredictable seasons. In many ways, the Dust Bowl wasn’t a one-time freak event. It was a warning. And the land is still watching.
Small Scale, Big Responsibility
You don’t have to farm a thousand acres to feel the effects of erosion or drought. Even a backyard garden, a hay pasture, or a few acres of cropland can tell the same story on a smaller scale. If you’ve ever seen water pool up and run off instead of soaking in, or watched wind pull away the top layer of your soil, you’ve seen the early signs.
The lessons of the Dust Bowl apply to all of us:
Don’t overwork the soil. Too much tilling breaks down structure and leaves it vulnerable.
Keep it covered. Whether it’s cover crops, mulch, or native grass, bare ground is a risk.
Respect the limits of your land. Plant what makes sense for your environment, not just what’s popular.
Observe and adjust. Healthy land requires ongoing attention, not just seasonal effort.
Even if you only run a few head of cattle or tend to a small plot of vegetables, your soil matters. So does your stewardship. The Dust Bowl showed us what happens when the land is treated as an endless resource. But it also showed us how quickly things can begin to heal with care and commitment.
We can’t control the weather. But we can control how we prepare for it. And perhaps the most important lesson of the Dust Bowl is this: it’s easier to protect the land than it is to fix it after it’s broken.
References
USDA Natural Resources Conservation Service. “History of NRCS.”
Oklahoma Historical Society. “Dust Bowl.”
PBS American Experience. The Dust Bowl by Ken Burns.
University of Nebraska-Lincoln Drought Center.
Library of Congress – Voices from the Dust Bowl Project.
Steinbeck, John. The Grapes of Wrath.
Worster, Donald. Dust Bowl: The Southern Plains in the 1930s.
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Oklahoma Ghost Towns – Navajoe
Southwestern Oklahoma is rich with history and has a beautiful, rugged landscape. A lesser known mountain range, the Navajo Mountains sits in eastern Jackson County, just to the north east of Altus.
There, at the base of those mountains, used to be the town of Navajoe. It’s easy to surmise that the town took its name from the nearby mountains. As a side note, from my research, it seems that the Navajo Mountains got their name because of a failed Navajo raid. According to folklore, the Navajos attempted to steal Comanche horses, and were annihilated by the Comanches. Legendary Comanche Chief Quanah Parker gave a detailed account of a similar failed Navajo raid in 1848 or 1849, against his village in Elk Creek just north of the mountains.
Approximately 40 years later, in 1886 when the area was still part of Greer County, Texas, two men named W.H. Acers and H.P. Dale opened a general store in the area. The next year, “Buckskin Joe” Works, a Texas land promoter, attended a Fourth of July picnic in the area. The celebration included settlers, cowboys, and several Comanches led by Quanah Parker.
That same year, the town received a post office designated as “Navajoe” to avoid confusion to Navajo, Ariz. Around the same time the Navajoe school opened, and a couple churches were founded.
Eventually the town was home to more than 200 families, and had a booming trade center, complete with grocery stores, hardware stores, saloons, a blacksmith, a dry goods store, a hotel, and a cotton gin. It was a regular frontier time.
Unfortunately, in 1902, the railroad eventually bypassed Navajoe, ensuring its demise, as most businesses moved – buildings and all. Less than two decades later the Navajoe School was consolidated with Friendship and other school districts. Now, all that remains of the town is a small cemetery at the foot of the mountains. A granite monument, which was fashioned in 1976, pays tribute to the old town.
Eventually, in the mid-1960s, Friendship and Warren schools consolidated. The new school, which graduated its first class in 1964 and is still active in Jackson County, is called Navajo.
Read more in the February 2020 issue of Oklahoma Farm & Ranch.
Sources
Wikipedia.com
RedDirtChronicles.com
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