A Thousand Acres of Ice

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 14
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1982
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Language eng
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Date Created 2005-03-01
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Title A Thousand Acres of Ice
Description A THOUSAND ACRES OF ICE Halbert S. Greaves 1904 Herbert Avenue Salt Lake City, UT 84108 Professional Division Second Place Anecdote When I was young, winter was The Time! A hard freeze in December or January would create a thousand acres of ice west of town. A thousand acres? Shucks! Some fellows said they had skated from Chester to Manti-about 12-15 miles! The Sanpitch River was more like a sheet of water than a stream. No matter that there were dilapidated fences here and there, and patches of dead grass or bullrushes sticking through the ice; there were enough expanses of clear ice to accommodata many groups of skaters playing hockey, steal-sticks, pop-the-whip or other games. Pop-the-whip was the game for dare-devils! Some boy would maneuver a model-T Ford onto a broad expanse of ice and a dozen or fifteen teen-agers would string out behind it, holding hands. The first one would cling to the back of the car. The driver would get the car going 15-20 miles per hour, then cramp the steering wheel right or left and slam on the brakes, sending the car into a swift spin. This made the boys strung out behind whirl around in a great circle, with the last one going so fast he would sometimes go sprawling on the ice. One Saturday during the winter of 1924-5, a rear wheel of the model-T broke through the ice. Fortunately, the water under the ice was not deep, and the wheel touched ground. Several of us managed to lift it up and push it ahead far enough to get all four wheels on solid ice and go on with our game. But some of us had to wade in ice-cold water up to our knees to lift and push the car onto solid ice. I was one of them, but I cannot remember what my mother said when I ar-rived home with icy pants. -62-
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Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
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