Visiting the site of the Mountain Meadows Massacre today is a sobering moment. Viewing all the names of those who perished in September of 1857 brings a profound sense of loss. Those victim's names have been memorialized in stone and a marker memorializes the tragedy that struck down 120 men, women and children. This event marks one of the largest mass killings in the history of the United States.

An abundance of folklore has always surrounded this controversial event. Ghost stories, Native American legends, tales of curses pronounced upon the perpetrators of this slaughter abound in the American West. To be sure, there is a reverence due at the site and visitors are bound to ponder upon the events leading to this atrocity. If there remains a shred of Mountain Meadows Mentality in those who come after, let us learn from this tragedy.

Most of all, there is a story of the unsung victims of Mountain Meadows. Their stories continue to reverberate in lives today and they beg the question of whether some inheritance (some would call it a curse) has passed down in a family line of those forever tied by bloodline to the events at Mountain Meadows. A healing must happen. This book is the story of a family deserving of our compassion and understanding as some of the unsung victims of Mountain Meadows.