The Green Grocery

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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
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-26
Date Modified 2005-02-26
ID 324158
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Title The Green Grocery
Description THE GREEN GROCERY Venice F. Anderson Moroni, Utah Honorable Mention Short Story Senior Division Father opened up the first grocery store in Manti, a cooperative firm years earlier, preceded this. But our store was called a "Green Grocery." This store was a typical country store. Raisins, currants, sugar came in bulk, coffee was ground while a customer waited. A pot bellied stove was in the center of the building where surrounding neighborhood men could congregate after-work in the evening, gossip, and get news of the day. We children, six in number, would take turns making deliveries for our customers when small amounts were ordered; otherwise, a one-horse delivery wagon was called into action, with the larger boys taking the job. We all worked hard and were rewarded with a week's trip up Six-Mile Canyon to the saw mill each summer when the strawberries were ripe and the canyon at its best. A new tent was needed for these trips. After saving for some time, we were able to purchase a nice new, large one suitable for our family needs. Needless to say, we all rejoiced. It was spotless white with ropes and pegs just ready to be set up. I can remember Mother having our close neighbors come to see this prize, and rejoicing with us. The boys had tucked it away in our surrey under a well-protected shed, until Father would give the word, "time to head for the hills." He was good at regimenting the family, getting us moving at the crack of dawn and earning our vacation periods. Each day I would run down, take a peek at our new tent, which would reassure me of our annual excursion. One morning the boys came in from their morning chores and said, "the tent is gone. " A great wail, and commotion went on through the family, this was tragedy. The first ones to get this frustrating news after the family, were our kind neighbors next door. They too, expressed great concern and anxiety, said they had seen a white canvas hanging over a fence some blocks away. We hurriedly investi-gated this clue, but it was just a single tarp. Father reported the loss in the local paper with a reward for its return. This loss went on for weeks, getting closer to our coveted well-earned trip, but still no tent appeared. One afternoon I was called to make a grocery delivry to these close neighbors, and welcomed the opportunity: I loved their children; we were constant playmates. It was family wash day on their summer porch, the mother and grandmother taking turns with the hand-driven washing machine. We children played around mostly -54-
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 6
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 324143
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