It was long ago at a place not too far from Winona Trading Post along the Turquoise Trail where you came across a muddy wash that each Spring roared to life with the rain and it washed over the land so fast it raced down to a place where it cut through the rocks and flowed and they called this place Grand Falls. It’s sort of out in the sticks and it’s a hard life there. But there is sweet water from a spring and so an old couple came to live there. Their place was not so big. Just a hogan, a sheep corral and an outbuilding with a couple of cedars. It was just short of a day’s ride from Kinlani, the place of many old houses, located in the pines.

The old couple had no children, but on stopping at Winona Trading post they heard that a child was found along side the road and that no one claimed the little girl. It was believed that she had been left there, or was lost and so she was taken to the Indian mission in Kinlani.