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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 06
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1974
Type Text
Format application/pdf
Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
ARK ark:/87278/s65x272x
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-26
Date Modified 2005-02-26
ID 324158
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s65x272x

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Title Poetry
Description Great Grandfather Erick and Great Grandmother Greta never did adjust to the new life. Unable to speak English, their lives were restricted and very limited. They remarked on one occassion that if it were not for the ocean between them and home they would start walking and never stop until they reached their native Sweden. Life had narrowed around those old ancestors to the point that there was little left but each other. This bond of love and devotion to each other took on greater meaning as time went on. Great Grandmother Greta took sick and died on January 22, 1889. (It is noted that they had got their endowment on November 14, 1888.) At the time of Greta's death, the old couple was located in Fairview in a little log house in the east part of town near Cottonwood Creek. To great Grandfather Erick, whatever life seemed to hold for him was buried in the grave in the lower ceretery west of Fairview. Great Grandmother died in January. It was the dead of winter; but each day, without fail, for nearly a month, Erick walked to the cemetery and stood in grief at the grave and returned to what surely must have been an empty house. In February (the date was not recorded) while Great Grandfather was at the graveside, a sudden blizzard set in-strong, cold wind from the north with much drifting snow. Evening came, but the lonesome old man had not returned. Great con- cern spread among the townspeople. The travel pattern to and from the cemetery did not follow established roads where short cuts could be found. After the storm settled, a search was made; but drifted snow had piled up covering the landscape with a white mantle of deep soft snow. With the coming of spring, and the melting snow, Great Grandfather was found in a thick bunch of Oak at the edge of town, his body curled up tightly with his back to the wind, his hands clasped together under his chin. As the cold numbed his body into eternal rest, a harsh winter day had given relief to his lonely heart. The Latter Day Saints endowment of the year before must have been comforting as he contemplated his final hour. POETRY GRANDFATHER (Lars Matthias Christen Christensen) Elaine C. Southwick Provo, Utah First Place Poetry He didn't visit much; just watched by his gate. Wishing we'd come. We scarcely noticed him, but felt him solidly there Like an old trunk you hoped to explore ... someday. At kitchen table, we wondered at his spooning clabbered milk Into his funnel-mouth, The sugar-mottled froth clinging to his bristled mustache Like suds to a scrubbing brush. -22-
Format application/pdf
Identifier 032_Poetry.jpg
Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 6
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 324137
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s65x272x/324137