So, let me get this straight: my step-third-great-grandmother was a Deadwood pioneer, a mystery, and a good old-fashioned genealogy logic problem...just waiting to be solved? Sign. Me. Up.
They didn't have much in common with my ancestors, but the Wardners knew how it felt to be alone during life's darkest hours. And on a bleak winter day in 1885, the wealthy man helped the poor man. Both were richer for it.
Dudley Digges' father wasn't always broke and desperate. In fact, he was born into a wealthy family. VERY wealthy, in fact. But...his family didn't always live in the castle.