| Show SNOW COLLEGE LIBRARY et varrevesme waus NAIVMAIUANERNIN8060 00854 9190 Coming down the highway and over Hilltop see the wide Oynee expanse of Sanpete Valley spreading out before me-clean white snow-covered cerulean blue above My memory reaches back long time ago had never seen such green tolong June It was and down first rode when hill this valley and mountain It seemed that all the freshness in the earth washed over me 1ifting my spirits felt then as now with gratitude here is truly that God let my mind play farther back--beyond memory- to those who came in much less comfort in crude wagons wheels slipping over s1iding through mud rocks and ruts carrying every impulse to riders on hard seats must have brought questions What will 1ife Every turn of those determined wheels mixed with fear-Can we endure be 1ike in this But as the riders raised and saw the valleys and strange place their eyes the hill there was the same fresh green thatfirst They smelled the same sweet air perfumed with juniper and sage m sure they had the same quick thought that God is here They ve for Young this come students one hundred minds keen older ones sharing Warm hearts eager together still Katy Hansen teachers years for learning wisdom for friendship the Wasatch family- bornhundred and saw years and for love ago-Printed by permission of the author |
