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growing up in Sanpete included a liberal education in dancing with all the boys, not just one possessive "steady." At Moonwinks, Moroni Open Air, Palisade Park, Fountain Green, and Fiddlers' Green we danced under the stars until all hours. Then home we went with a few friends to have bacon and eggs. Ephraim, Armory Hall, Fairview, Spring City, Manti--all were a part of the dancing circle. July 3rd dances usually lasted all night, and the Junior Proms were held for two con-secutive evenings. Never were children treated to such dancing pleasure. Thank you, Sanpete County, for a childhood I would not change. A TRIP TO THE COAL MINE Marjorie Madsen Riley Salt Lake City, Utah Non-Professional Division First Honorable Mention Historical Essay "Wake up! Wake up!," Mama urged as she gently shook me from my slumber. "It's almost four o'clock and it's time to get going." Suddenly I remembered. This was the day that Papa had promised to take my sister and me with him to the coal. What an exciting three day trip it would be. Coal hauling trips were always exciting. The horses were pulling a big load without the extra weight of kids. Even "empty," the wagon carried a grub box, cooking utensils, bedding, a kerosene lantern, a tool box, an ax and a shovel, hay and grain and feed bags for the horses and a lot of other stuff. We had to get up in the wee hours of the morning because Papa wanted to make it to the mine before noon. So, I just -22- |
