My Most Unforgettable Character

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 16
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1984
Type Text
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Language eng
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Date Created 2005-03-01
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Title My Most Unforgettable Character
Description MT MOST UNFORGETTABLE CHARACTER Marjorie M. Riley Salt Lake City, Utah Man-Professional Division Second Place Personal Recollection She was proud, yet humble; generous, yet thrifty; exacting, yet gentle and warm. Sister West-Etoma was her name, but we always called her Sister West- was our nearest and dearest neighbor, and every member of our family loved and respected her. She and Brother West lived across the street, just a stone's throw from our house in Mount Pleasant, and we wore a diagonal path from the corner of our lot to their front gate. The Vesta' two-story frame house, one of the finest in the town, boasted everything nice, as did their yard. There was a fancy, ornate, black iron fence to the front, and cement-bordered flower beds 'round and about, A big cement porch next to the kitchen offered welcome shade, and board walks, scrubbed clean as floors, leading to the wash house and chicken coop, added a special atmosphere. There were beautiful vegetable gardens and long rows of raspberry bushes and "pie plant," all free from weeds. It was such fun, I thought, swinging and playing on their iron hitching rod, and turning the bell on their front door, a bell which had its own special "ding-a-ling." It was even fun scrap dirt off ray shoes on the metal foot scraper to the n&a*. the house. I liked running over to Sister West's house, understanding full well that I was to "mind my own business" while I was there. Reminiscing-I liked roaning from room to room, noting the neat and well-stocked pantry shelves, and peering into the white, white bathroom. I liked feeling the plush carpeting on the stairs, and at the same time, secretly wishing I could slide down the highly polished bannister. I liked fingering a pretty dish sitting on the big sideboard, and occupying a chair in the kitchen, eating one or two of Sister West's sugar cookies, and playing with the checkers which were kept in a small wicker satchel. But, most of all, I liked helping Sister West with the dishes. I was very careful as I washed, dried and put them away. The parlor of the Wests' house was so fascinating to a
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