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
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 Frick-A-Dill Picnic
Description I wondered if Grandpa had really looked like his picture. Almost immediately, our inquisitive young minds began to reach out. Oh, look, there's Temple Hill and our beautiful Temple watching over all of Sanpete. And look way up north: there's Moroni and Fountain Green and. yes, if you look close, you can even see Wales nestled at the base of the mountains, And there's our good neighbor Ephraim just a little north of us. Oh, look, you can see the cars on the highway. They looked like little ants going along. 1 wondered where they were going. "Mom," I asked, "what is that big pond down by the west mountains? "That is the levee. It helps control flooding problems on the river. It's also where we ice skate during the winter," she exclaimed. Then she said, "Look way over to the southwest. Do you see the big opening through the mountain? That is called the "cut' and it's where the train passes through on its way to Marysvale. And there's Crystal Springs just below us." I remembered Crystal Springs; that's where the older guys swim. It's also where you can buy firecrackers for the 4th of July. "Now remember what we have seen and talked about today. It will help you to always love this great place where we live." Then she said, "Well, let's get our picnic going." In no time, we had all our supplies safely stored in the shade under a large, straggly pinon. Next, we gathered rocks and soon had our fireplace ring completed. We were all set That done Mom said. "Ok, let's pick some pine gum." This was an important and fun part of the picnic and we loved it. As we scurried off, we could hear Mom telling us the usual Mom stuff of being careful not to get lost, keep a sharp eye out for a porcupine that may be lurking on a tree branch, and, of course, don't get hurt. Gosh, we knew all that stuff; we had heard it many times before. We also remembered her advice to search for the clear amber beads of pine gum and be sure it's hard. That makes the best gum. As I moved around trying to find just the right tree, a pinon Jay informed me with a piercing cry that I had invaded his home ground and he wasn't at all happy about it. He sure was a pretty bird. Soon I located just the right tree, it was huge and had many great climbing branches. What more could an energetic young guy hope for. My tree had lots of pine gum. Some. I soon found out, was sticky, very sticky. and 1 managed to get it all over my hands and then on my overalls. 6
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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 326683
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