Limon Colorado - Family Roots

The Ashcraft FamiliyThe pace of the traffic is steady as I sit here watching the cars and tractor-trailers pass one another on either sides of the highway. From a couple hundred yards away, the vehicles don’t seem to be going all that fast, though I know the speed is 75 as I drove the stretch yesterday. We have been down the last couple days and backtracked to within 30 miles of Denver; we drove here to meet with a reporter with Fox 31 News.

The decision to come to Denver wasn’t an easy one, and we stayed at a hotel for a few days in Limon called the Tyme Square before heading this way. Owned and operated by Jayne Ashcraft, her husband, and other family members, the Tyme Square has a modern look, though there is a sense of family that you don’t often find in such a setting. I got to meet Etta Ashcraft (I will call her grandma Ashcraft) and learned quite a bit about her and the family.

The Ashcraft family built a homestead 1908 and as remained in the area since. Having married into the Ashcraft family, grandma Ashcraft herself arrived in Colorado in 1945 with her family as a little girl. Grandma Ashcraft explained that she went to a country school, which is to say there were eight grades in one classroom. When it came time for high school, the only option was the nearby town of Simla. As it was impractical to travel the distance everyday, grandma Ashcraft and two other girls stayed in a room at a hotel there in Simla, simply called the Simla Hotel.

Grandma Ashcraft remembered the good times she had when she was young; the community bonds where closer back then. Everyone knew each other and family get togethers like barn dances where common. Grandma Ashcraft also told me that her favorite thing to eat when she was a kid was fried chicken (probably still is). She also mentioned that they had to kill their own chickens. I recalled that Brenda told me she learned the importance of butchering animals from her grandmother.

Brenda, “As a child I really didn’t want to kill animals, but I didn’t understand where meat came from. I just knew I loved grandma’s fried chicken. Grandma thought it was important that I understand where the delicious fried chicken came from. When she taught me about killing chickens she did it in a way that didn’t make me angry or frightened, but made me understand the importance of taking an animals life so that I might eat to survive.”

All the oil paintings in the lobby of the hotel here painted by grandma Ashcraft and I got a few pictures of those paintings. She gets together with ten other ladies for a painting class on Tuesdays. The hotel also has some interesting taxidermy. The lion was a child’s pet, and the mountain lion and bear where donated by the forest service.



what a beautiful portrait of beautiful lives