Howling wind, driving snow and frigid temperatures were the setting
that fateful winter evening as my great uncle, Robert Tillman
Matthews, braved the Montana elements to save a young filly half
buried and freezing to death in the snow. It was a dramatic rescue,
but one that Uncle Tim would soon regret. Shortly after returning to
the warmth of his barn, Uncle Tim found himself staring down the
barrel of a gun, accused of horse thieving by the filly’s owner. A
fight ensued and unfortunately Uncle Tim didn’t have a chance to
explain his side of the story... he was shot and killed that cold
night in his barn. Eventually the perpetrator was caught and brought
to trial for murder. He spent his remaining days in the Deer Lodge
Territorial Prison for gunning down Uncle Tim that cold winter night.
Sometimes doing the right thing leads one down an unexpected path of
fate. We still believe in doing the right thing and this wine is
dedicated to the memory of Great Uncle Robert Tillman Matthews – may
he rest in peace.