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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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Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
ID 326790
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Title Lucile
Description out of the way to cool down. The men would finish the outside clean-up, take down the poles, the boards, buckets and other things, and maybe there was time now to talk over old times, to ask how the chickens were doing, to talk about work, about getting by for another winter. Things were loaded on Uncle Al's trailer, then my dad would say, "You boys bring the drum over here." We wondered when he would ask because we were so excited to climb on the drum and roll it around the shed and over to the trailer. My brother Leon was on it. then I was on it, then we were both on it making our feet go to roll the drum. We laughed, sometimes we fell off, but we jumped right back on again. As we moved the drum closer to the men who were leaning against the trailer watching us and smiling, our clothes were dirty with soot from the drum and dust from the ground, but somehow on that occasion it did not seem to matter. We reluctantly hopped off the drum. and the men tossed it in the trailer. What a great day it had been so far. The men were tired but happy, and we boys were looking forward to next year when we could roll on the drum again-or what if we had our very own drum to play on anytime we wanted?-too much to hope for, but a pleasant dream. Back to the present. The men were still crushing the drums, and for a moment I mused, "I wonder if I could still walk backward on a fifty-five gallon drum?" I would probably break my leg, some ribs or worse. No. better not to think about it. but It was tempting. I drove on my way with a deeper appreciation of a memory of what pig-killing day meant to a boy many years ago. LUCILE Ruth D. Scow Non Professional Third Place Short Story It is a thrill to be living at this time when the State of Utah is celebrating its one hundred years of Statehood... 1896-1996. This year will long be remembered for its planned parades, programs, balls and dances, writings, songs, quilts, and much more. It is a great time to be alive! Another birthday will be celebrated this year by one of Manti's citizens, who since she was twenty-one years of age has never missed casting her vote in a presidential election, 8O
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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 326737
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