On the Frontier
Both sets of my grandparents lived on the frontier. One set moved west in a covered wagon.
My grandmother walked through an Indian camp to get to school.
One time grandpa and his brother were taking a wagon load of grain into town. The horses spooked and ran into some wire fence, taking out a big chuck of fence and turning the wagon over.
Grandpa said it was not a pretty sight when he and his brother got back home with an empty wagon and cut up horses. Great grandpa didn't take it well, and a whuppin' ensued.