Bryan And Barbara have been married for 47 years and have two wonderful children Sean and Dawn Broderick. Both Barb and Bryan were raised in St. Louis Missouri and the surrounding areas. The Broderick's and the Bryan's have a rich history in the area. The Broderick's emigrated from Ireland in 1840's, The Bryan's came from Ireland in the 1750's. Both the Bryan's and the Boone's fought in the revolutionary war under George Washington. Through the years Bryan Broderick enjoyed growing up with his father taking him to Gray Summit, MO. Where they cared for the family grave site and visited with the many relatives in the area. These were Bryan's Grandmothers people.. My Grandmother would come with us on many occasions and visit with her many cousins. Dad and I would mow the grass and tend to the graves at the old cemetery and then bring Gran out for her inspection and any final treatments she felt needed to be done. While there Gran would tell me who each and every one of the people were that were buried there and their stories. Her father William S. Bryan was one of the last pioneers buried there. We would go back to Arch Miles house and eat and visit. Many times we would stay overnight and tell stories till late at night. (there was no television and the radio wasn't very good). Those stories were about life during the Civil War and the recovery there after. Two of the eldest cousins Garrie and Maude were 101 and 103. They had experienced those days and related them to me a small boy of 10 years old. The history and the stories they told were amazing and held my attention for hours on end. They would tell of the days when Bill Cody would stay at he farm and how my great grandfather had loaned him $600 to start his Wild West Show. They would describe his long white hair and buckskin coat with the long fringe. And how flamboyant he was. Cousin Garrie would say he wore so much perfume you could smell him when he got off the train in Gray Summit. That way they knew he was coming to visit. And of course the stories of Daniel Boone, our many other relatives. Indians as friend and enemies. And the many black neighbors that visited the house and stayed for supper or lemonade. The stories told by the neighbors of color and how their mothers and fathers were owned by my great uncles. How they stayed and farmed and partnered with them after the war. And how they had prospered with the land given to them in trade for help on the big farm. Soon their own farms grew while the Big Farm was slowly sold off bit by bit. Finally the Big House was bought by Sid Solomon and later owned by Lee Kling. It is now called Grayling Farm. But that will changed with time. The neighbors told me stories of a "colored" man that drove and helped the country Doctor on his rounds. He set my Great Aunt's arm when she broke it. And he was respected as a great hero that had saved the life of my Great Great Aunt when she was lost in the woods for several days. You will read about this loved and respected man in the many stories written by my Great Grandfather. Barb and I did not write these accounts of the early days of Missouri and Daniel Boone. These accounts were preserved by my Great Grandfather, some of the stories are first hand, but most are told to him by his father that lived with Daniel and Rebecca Boone. His father (My Great Great Grandfather Bryan was Daniel and Rebecca's favorite he owned the farm next to Boone's). These stories are told in the vernacular of the times. WE have made no attempt to change the language used in those times. This is how people spoke and referred to each other. There is great respect for people no matter their race. The pioneers valued you on merit, not the color of your skin. Within the same lifetime enemies became friends and neighbors. Everyone lived off the land and those that could not, were cared for as best could be by others. We stand to learn a great deal from the people in our past. If others don't destroy it.