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Sunday Afternoon Drive

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 29
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1997
Type Text
Format image/jpeg
Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
ARK ark:/87278/s6qr4v82
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
ID 326649
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6qr4v82

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Title Sunday Afternoon Drive
Description I suppose the times I savored my rides the most was on Sunday afternoons. After church, a dinner of mutton, potatoes and gravy, and a quick nap, Dad would ask if anyone would like to go for a drive. I usually did because, along with the scenery, I always enjoyed the true-life, a bit stretched, stories dad would tell about when he was growing up. These Sunday afternoon drives were usually taken with members of the family. Aunt Esther and Uncle Clayton Peterson, Aunt Beth and Uncle Clifford Peterson, and occasionally with the neighbors across the street, the coaches at Snow College. We always took the "touring" car, not the rattling truck, and the speed was slow. We wound our way up Little Pigeon Hollow, around White Hill and then to the road that intersects with the Spring City road. Often we would stop to enjoy spring flowers, comment on Sanpete jackrabbits, and watch the deer as they grazed among the new lambs and ewes in the 40-acre fields up against the mountains. Sometimes we would stop at the Ram Barn to throw hay cakes in the mangers and hang on the fence to watch the white Collie-Shepherd dog stalk and work the old muttons. There was always a bit of town talk about who was doing what - nothing malicious. Comments about, "It will be a good year," "The feed is coming up," and "The turkeys and sheep should do okay come fall" came up repeatedly. Slow, deliberate living, good family and friends, recognition of the small and friendly, feeling of belonging, being loved and accepted, all contributed to an inner quietness. I supposed that we were categorized as one of "Sanpete's Sunday Drivers." Somehow, I longed to slow my life down again and enjoy these emotions, this time with my children and grandchildren But they were eager to be at Grandma's house. I wondered if they would ever learn to enjoy leisure hours and notice the small of the world as I did, growing up. 91
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Identifier 101_Sunday Afternoon Drive.jpg
Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 29
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
ID 326624
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6qr4v82/326624