The High Priest from Sanpete

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 30
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1998
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
ID 326508
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Title The High Priest from Sanpete
Description THE HIGH PRIEST FROM SANPETE Robert O. Kelson Non Professional First Place Personal Recollection I saw him in the Manti Temple. He shook my hand at church. I listened to his wisdom born of experience as we sat in the Sunday School class I listened to him and another of his kind as I sat in the old barber shop His walk was more of a shuffle, his back was bent, he was missing a finger on one hand, his raw bones protruded through the shoulders of his shirt, and the heels of his shoes were worn in a slanted way that matched the tilt of his walk. I could see the tendons of his hands, once powerful, now his 6ngers were bent with arthritis. His hair, cropped close, most of it only on the sides of his head, was not smoothly combed or brushed, but a little disheveled, like a young boy The face, though wrinkled, somehow disguised the hardship and disappointments of life. He had led a clean and simple life. His smile, though not broad and toothy, was not false, but warm and inviting. The lips were somewhat tightened, suggesting that there were words that he had not allowed to slip out. There was a boyish meekness about him, this old High Priest. His eyes had a sparkle and a depth as deep as hope itself His wit was quick His language marked his place of rearing in Central Utah. He was a partiarch in his family. He talked of "patriartical" blessings and serving the "Lard " He had been in the World War, had lain in the trenches in France somewhere. I had seen him-the old man-lying in a bed in the Veterans Hospital. He seemed so small, his frame all curled up. In his prime he seemed so big and strong to me as he held the lines 39
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 30
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
ID 326347
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