My dad's two brothers, James and Bill Fleming, and a sister, Mary, bought
  160 acres in the Cedar Hills of Barber County. Their other brother, Daniel
  Boone Fleming, was running a store in Huntsville, Arkansas, where he met and
  married Delila Bathsheba Eoff in 1896. In about a year a son, Earl, was born.
     They moved to Medicine Lodge, Kansas, and bought a store from a man named
  Sherry Hardy, also the building where Overstreet's Jewelry store was and the
  Western Auto building. A daughter, Lillie, was born here.
     They sold the store and moved to Uncle Bill and Uncle Jim's farm, which
  had a dug-out for a home. A son, Roy, was born here. Later they bought 102
  acres in the Cedar Hills and built a house on it. Ray and I were born here.
  My parents bought horses, cows, pigs, chichkens, put out a crop, garden and
  fruit trees.
     It was about time for the older children to go to school, so my dad sold
  out everything for $1000 to a man named Bradshaw. Dad kept two horses and a
  wagon, which we covered with a wagon sheet, and took out across country,
  moving all over Oklahoma. We got in a few scary places where there were lots
  of wild cats, timber wolves, and panthers. We saw 101 Ranch and a lots of
  buffaloes.
     We moved on and finally bought 40 acres with a small house on it, 12 miles
  east of Kingfisher and 7 miles north of Reading. We didn't have a stove to
  heat the house or cook on. Dad and Mother found two old tubs and put one over
  the other with a stove pipe on the end. That spring we raised corn, cotton,
  and a garden. We also had pigs, calves, and chickens. Everyone picked cotton,
  including all of us children. It was hauled to Reading to cotton gins. With
  what dimes we girls earned we bought dress goods at 3 cents a yard.
     In 1910, we had another brother, Cleo. The doctor who took care of Mother
  came 12 miles to our house from Kingfisher in a little red one-seated Ford
  car. The mailman, who came to our mailbox 1 1/2 miles away, drove two little
  spotted Shetland ponies to a little enclosed cab wagon. We walked 1 1/2 miles
  to school. Our lunch was cornbread and fresh-fried pork bacon sandwiches.
     When I was about eight, we moved back to Kansas, settling in Sharon. My
  brothers and I wnet out to Uncle Bill's in Cedar Hills with a rifle and a box
  of .22 shells, rabit hunting. Mother would grind the rabbits into sausage.
  What we didn't need, we gave to friends who had several in their family.
     I attended the Sharon grade schools, later marrying Orville Lichlyter. One
  daughter, Lousie, was born. Orville was accidentally shot, June 8, 1937, near
  Nashville, while on a fishing trip.
     I still live here in the good old Sharon Valley, but I miss those "good old
  days" - Kansas dust storms and all.
                
     Source:Chosen Land - Barber County, Kansas,  pg. 177 
     Submitted by: Pearl Lichlyter