Chosen Grandparents

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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
Format application/pdf
Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
ID 325980
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Title Chosen Grandparents
Description Their adobe home had an upstairs bedroom for the boys. It had a narvelous view of the church and school which were just across the road. Prom up there you could see everything clear to the hills down near the reservoir. There was a basement under the front room, you climbed down a steep ladder with fragrances of apples, homemade cheese and other foods greeting you as you descended. There was a huge black wood and coal stove in the kitchen. It seems like I can remember the fragrances even now from the kitchen, for my grandparents willingly shared their food with other people. Grandpa's spare time was spent in the corner on the front porch with his bundles of willow whips weaving backets. His knife uas always sharp. He got upset when anyone touched it* When a child reached towards it to hand it to him that meant banishment. He would sayf "Begone, until you remember to ]eave things alone that aren't yours." 'Whenever his supply of willows ran low he would let children go with him to gather more. He tested each willow for imperfections and length. He would bend and flex them until he located ones that met his standard. I remember wondering if God selected people that way. In church they used the phrase, "Many are called, but few arc chosen." These willows were used to create baskets of various sizes and kinds. Nicer ones for Easter, big ones for babies and laundry and small ones for lunch baskets. I'iy sister'3 Easter "basket survived and so did an egg basket Grandma Hansen and my mother had used. Another memory is of four young children lined up in the shed. Grandpa had found half-eaten apples in the yard. Some had ouly one bite taken out. There was no twinkle to his eyes, and his face was solemn. He had lined the apples on a ledge and asked, "Do any of you know who done the dastardly deed of wasting apples from my orchard?" Not a sound was uttered, for all were guilty. Then he said, "I'll take care of these, BUT any more wasted apples you'll find will be 35
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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 325889
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