A Sawmill Amid Tranquility

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 21
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1989
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
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Title A Sawmill Amid Tranquility
Description sities, as well as cream separator, milk cans and buckets. Ma watched nervousl/at how close the wheels came to the edge of the narrow grade. The year was 1952 and this war; the final load of supplies needed to move the family to C. Canyon for the summer's work at the sawmill. The older boys had helped Dad earlier with numerous trips to set up camps and establish the new sawmill setup. Now they were trailing the milit cows on ahead, as we were moving "Lock, stock and barrel," so to speak. The family raised a couple of pigs each year on table scraps to supply the winter's pork-thus the squealing pigs penned in the rear of the wagon. To me this was the ultimate in adventure. I was about eight years old and the vastness of all this was hard to comprehend. Via. and I walked most of the way up the mountain to lighten the load, while my three-year-old brother stayed on the wagon with Dad. As it was necessary to rest the team often on the steepest climbs, we had time to gaze over the Milburn Valley we were leaving and point out familiar landmarks. I could trace the path from the house to the spring in the pasture from which we carried all our drinking water. I could follow all the ditches and the fence rows that divided our farm from our neighbors. Looking down and surveying the entire valley I could almost imagine myself being an eagle. Dad had previously spent countless months building this road (with teaa, hand plow, scraper, pick, shovel, ten-pound sledge, a little "giant powder" and a hell of a lot of sweat) through Crooked Creek Canyon and on across the summit to where we Joined with the Skyline Drive at Cabin Hollow. A couple miles beyond this point we were finally nearing our destination as we left the Skyline Drive and headed down into the South Fork of C Canyon. It's hard to explain ny feeling as vie descended into tall timber-I sensed a serene atmosphere niingled 27
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 21
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
ID 325866
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