My Great Plains Journey, the script

My Great Plains Journey, the scriptScreenplay for a major motion picture. The year is 1927. It's the Roaring Twenties. The age of flappers and bootleg gin. Lindbergh flew the Atlantic. Barnstormers and wingwalkers risked their lives over Midwest prairies and fields. Talking movies were born. Girls bobbed their hair and rolled down their stockings. Boys wore raccoon coats, carried hip flasks and terrorized the roadways in galloping jalopies. But on a small, hardscrabble farmstead in

Screenplay for a major motion picture.

The year is 1927. It's the Roaring Twenties. The age of flappers and bootleg gin. Lindbergh flew the Atlantic. Barnstormers and wingwalkers risked their lives over Midwest prairies and fields. Talking movies were born. Girls bobbed their hair and rolled down their stockings. Boys wore raccoon coats, carried hip flasks and terrorized the roadways in galloping jalopies.

But on a small, hardscrabble farmstead in Southeastern Oklahoma, the modern world was far away.

A poor farm family with seven children had lost their farm and was forced to set out on a journey across the Great Plains in three tiny prairie schooners. They encountered twisters, flashfloods and blizzards, Indians, barnstormers and bank robbers, injury, accident and runaway horses. It was a remarkable journey. But by the time it ended, they were down to one wagon and had fallen 176 miles short of their destination. It took a Christmas miracle to save their lives.