A Frick-A-Dill Picnic

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 28
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1996
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Language eng
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Holding Institution Snow College
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Date Created 2005-03-01
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Title A Frick-A-Dill Picnic
Description A Frick-A-Dill Picnic Robert L. Jensen Senior First Place Personal Recollection Picture this: a pleasant summer evening with Mom and her brood of four youngsters grouped around the kitchen table enjoying a slice of home-made bread smothered with greengage plum Jam. As the saying goes, "It doesn't get any better than this." But it does! Just as I finished my treat Mom said. "Now if you're all good kids and get your chores done on time, we'll go on a Frick-A-Dill picnic on Saturday." A Frick-A-Dill picnic! How 1 loved to hear those words. So what in the world is a Frick-A-Dill? Read on and you will soon find out Saturday morning finally came. A beautiful, clear Manti morning and I was up long before the sun came up. I knew what the day would bring and I was excited. We kids all knew our duties and were soon feverishly working to complete them and be on our way. With picnic supplies carefully packed, we began our trek up the Red Point, that wonderful old landmark just south of town. My job was to carry the drinking water and the cast iron frying pan. it was heavy, but I had it securely strapped to my trusty backpack. 1 loved my backpack. It made me feel strong and really grown up. Everything was just fine. The trail up the Red Point is steep and rocky, and hiking was difficult. It was getting hot and we frequently stopped to rest in the shade of a Juniper tree. But all of this didn't really matter because we were on the best picnic of all. After what seemed a very long time and numerous rest stops, Mom finally said, "Well, we're into the pinon pines so let's find a good spot to make camp-one where it is safe for us to build a fire." We kids scattered in every direction. Each wanted to find the perfect spot. But Mom soon called saying she had found a good place. We all raced back to where Mom was. Then she said. "Now, before we do anything else, let's stop a moment and enjoy the beautiful view of our valley below. This is our home, this wonderful Sanpete valley. Your grandpas and grandmas, under very hard conditions, helped make this the peaceful and great place that it is for us to live. I want all of you to always remember this."I thought gosh, Mom Is smart She knows everything. 5
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 28
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
ID 326682
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