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Show 2 v vv--. . TIMPAN O (JOS TIMES,, July 6, 201 1 a" t Hill her husband were here for July 4. They go to BYU-Idah- o to college and we don't see them often either hut it is always good to have them around. Thanks to everyone involved with the fireworks display we enjoyed on Monday evening. I hope everyone had a very nice Fourth of July. We have one more big holiday coming up here in Utah on July 24, when we celebrate the arrival of the pioneers to this great western desert spot. My parents did not come to Utah until the time of the Great Depression. My father came from Missouri to Utah right after he graduated from high school in Missouri. His father was working in Perry, near Brigham City, and as there was a lot of work available, my dad came out, too. Both of my parents are from Missouri and met each other when Mom's family moved to the town my dad lived in and they were neighbors. My mother's younger sisters played with my dad's younger sister as they lived on the same block. by Marcella Walker Over the past several weeks we have become accustom to changing our usual route from our house to the downtown area due to the large pipe on 500 North which has been carrying the surplus water that has been coming down off the mountain. Last weekend we learned that they were not needing the pipe anymore for the runoff. Like many other residents, we had become used to taking another route to get to our destination. Now we will have to get used to going back to the old way of doing things. I'd like to personally thank the Pleasant Grove employees who worked so hard to get this plan into place so that residents did not have to deal with flood water as the snow melted on Mt. Timpanogos. We have had some good times over the past couple of weeks due to having more family members around as our daughter and her family from Wisconsin have been staying with us before and after their family reunion trip to California. Wc are fortunate to have most of our children and grandchildren living in the area but it is also a lot of fun when this family from far away is able to stay for a few days. When family members come to visit from far away it is always a great experience for we grandparents. We actually have to plan menus and go to the store more frequently to make sure we have enough for everyone. In fact, I always worry about whether I have enough food for everyone and so we usually always end up with too much. I don't know how that is possible with so many teenagers around, but it does sometimes. Last Saturday we celebrated the first birthday of our first great-grandchil- d. He is already faster than I am and keeping up with hin is a challenge. But he is adorable. It was fun 'shopping for his birthday present. There are too many cute things out there to purchase and it makes the choosing very difficult. In addition, our newly wedded granddaughter and My mom and dad fell in love and got married and when the war ended they were living in Perry and decided to stay in Utah. I am so glad they did. That decision became one which has effected all of our lives more than we will ever know. Anyway, we have just had the Fourth of July and upcoming is the 24th of July so we should all have a good time this month. Besides, Summer has arrived and there is sunshine and parks, and picnics, and trips to the mountains, and warm weather. Live it up, PG! Thoughts From The Garden... by Tonya LeMone "The view from my window to the world" I know that lately when it comes to discussing the weather, it is extremely hard not to complain. Once again it rained cats and dogs and the wind blew like the end of : the world had suddenly arrived. We, of course, lost another umbrella, the ficus tree blew over three times and the new windows in the potting shed blew open even though they have a latch that apparently does not work well. Oh. . . forgot to mention, the potting shed is almost complete. This is the old carriage house I purchased 23 years ago as it stood at a 60' angle in an open field looking like it had stood the test of : time and the years of wear but stood with the grace of an old grey-haire- d woman just bent a wee bit. We have once again "repurposed" the grey lady and she has become my early morning refuge where my day begins with my smoothie and my view of the world has a new perspective as I look out the windows to the east and the sun pours in like a gift without a price. : I am reminded about a thought from Lee Ann White .; "The potting shed is the heart of the garden it is where the day begins and ends." As I begin each morning in the garden the newreally old potting shed is where I begin. I fling open the newreally old windows and peer through the opening to see out my window the snow capped mountains with a beautifully painted bright red barn in the foreground standing stately at the base of our mountain like a Norman Rockwell picture. As the sun slowly comes over the mountains, the light in the ' porting shed changes every minute as if a conductor where composing a concerto. I start my morning rearranging the terra-cott- a pots for whatever reason I do not know but there is some satisfaction knowing I can move things around without anyone caring. I also pot and repot different herbs just because I can and I might need another little herb garden to accent a table. I check my new basil seedlings that are thriving and feel completely satisfied by their progress. Next, the geraniums in the window box need a little dead-heading and the Virginia Creeper seems to take command of the f otting shed, so we have to remind it who is the head gardener here and a little, no a lot, of pruning takes place. I pick my last small bouquet of and remind myself more must be planted in the Fall. There is never too much and it does so well in the shade of the tree outside, the back door of the potting shed. Much more grows and flourishes beneath the roof of a potting shed that lets in the early morning sun and becomes the gardener's window to her world. The head gardener grows here as well. We dabble in artistry, chemistry, biology and common sense. The songs of the season begin here and the wealth of the harvest ends here, too. The potting shed becomes the gardener's home away from home, part office, part tea room part hideout, and helps to define the gardener's life. Even though I have become the biggest complainer about the weather, it has been hard on all gardeners this year. But, I find great comfort and shelter beneath the roof of my new found potting shed where I can continue to find myself as the rains fall and the violent winds blow I am protected by all the elements of the world. Brother Gillman, you would love to see your old carriage house and I would love to have had you visit and sit a spell and be with the head gardener who finds the heart of the garden within the four walls of her potting shed. See you in the Garden amMihmh ( far' ' rt - JLr perks and are fun to visit, when it comes to living, this is the most rich country and protected country I can think of. 1 believe with all my heart that this country was founded by God. I have always had a strong feeling towards that opinion. Our forefathers built our constitution with reverence and respect. In a way, they knew what we needed in the future to succeed. They helped this country to become the land full of riches and full of opportunities. Think about how far freedom has come and what it means to us today. ., Everyone is free. Everyone can work. Everyone can go 'to school. We are all accepted. We are all earning what we want and need. We can do it with the right drive. There is nothing to stop us here. The things holding by Marissa Moncayo Another celebration has come. The sky has been lit with a bunch of dancing lights-sparkli-amongst the stars. Freedom is a powerful gift. One we enjoy every day. This weekend we have had the privilege of coming to Utah to be with family. The sun has been out and summer is finally here. It has been great to enjoy with family and friends. I am so grateful for the freedoms I have been given. I am grateful that I can live without fear. I can do what I want and love. We can't take what we, have for, grarjted. , People die frying tq receive t the blessings we enjoy every day!!!! They all want a better life and better opportunities. We have them at our fingertips. We don't have to sacrifice much to receive them if we will reach out and grasp them. This country is a prosperous place to live. I know I am deeply appreciative of the men who fought and are fighting for our freedom and rights. They risk their lives to protect our country and our homes. I hope we can all show appreciation and support to those helping us to move forward and those who help to keep our freedoms. We all can do different things to protect this land. We must remember our forefathers and feel the blessings given to us. Don't take them for , granted. I married a man who is not from this country. I have learned what it is like to not be from here. I can't imagine living there, compared to here. Although other places have their us back are the things we put there to limit ourselves. My education is important. I know what I want to do with my life. It took me awhile to decide. I had experimented a lot with different things, "Moments" continued on Page 3 vstniuMM "Reflections" ' " II N" IIK.IIH llll II i X ' V i business. It is difficult for one to understand the complexities and demands of running one local newspaper, let alone three of them. I hand it to my cousin for persisting as long as he did. The Provo Daily Herald purchased the three newspapers from Cousin Brett with a promise they would continue the local news. Later they purchased other local newspapers in the county. One by one they discontinued these local papers with the promise their daily newspaper would cover local events. They certainly did a much better job covering local news than did the Deseret News or the Salt Lake Tribune, which my wife's ancestors helped found, but it was just not the same. So when Calvin Walker and his family decided to start up a local newspaper, I became a cheerleader and then a supporter. I evolved over the years from reading the Pleasant Grove Review to professional journals, the New York Times and the Wall Street Journal. Each paper and information source had its place and there was certainly a need for more local news! It was no surprise to me that the Walker family stepped up to fill that void. The Walker family has been doing great things in this community since its earliest days. My journey in life has taken me to many places doing many things. At periods of time most of my energy has been focused elsewhere but we decided early on to make Pleasant Grove our home. We believed that parents should give their children roots and wings. We wanted our children rooted in good soil. We wanted them raised where they knew their grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. As I write this article, my sister Carolyn is celebrating her 60th birthday in Virginia. I watched her grow up and establish roots right here in this wonderful community. Sure, I know we don't have that focuses primarily on this community. I grew up reading the Pleasant Grove Review. I can still remember going to the newspaper office when Abe Gibson and Jack Pace were working together. In those early days, the type was set by hand. Week after week, year in and year out, these good people met press deadlines to provide this community with news about us. What wonderful memories. A new generation of people purchased the paper. My cousin Brett Bezzant purchased the Pleasant Grove Review. He also purchased the Lehi Free Press and the American Fork Citizen. Brett carried on the tradition of providing local news to these communities for many years. Abe Gibson was a true pioneer in the local newspaper business. Brett was also honored by his peers as one of the best in the the best roads in all the world and there is lots of room for improvement in many areas, but in what really matters, one would be hard pressed to find a better place to live than Pleasant Grove. My dear sister has known much of success, as the world measures success, but the foundation was established right here. I could cite such worldly successes over and over and I have during the last 99 articles. More importantly we should never forget, we must never forget true greatness is not measured by worldly accomplishments. Most often those accomplishments are built on the true foundation of greatness and that is goodness. Asked why America was so great, the response was crystal clear. America is great because America is so good. Goodness (righteousness) exalteth a nation (Proverbs 14:34). It also lifts people. This writerauthor intends to celebrate the goodness and hence the greatness of this wonderful community. From where I sit the future looks awfully good because there is so much good in all of you. God bless you for being so good and making this community such a great place to live in! by Mark Bezzant Today marks the 100th column I have written for the Timpanogos Times. I got thinking about it when I was writing the 99th column last week. I celebrate the efforts of Calvin Walker and his family to provide this community with a newspaper J- -. I TIMPANOGOS TIMES SUBSCRIPTION : , Name: Check Check amount: i Make check payable to "Timpanogos Times" 1 Mailing Address: CC 1 1 year $40 2 year $77 3 year $113 4 year $152 Exp. Date CC Billing Zip. , I All credit card subscriptions will be shredded 1 Mail to: 11 S. Main St. Pleasant Grove, UT 84062 (801) 785-311- 1 timpanogostimesyahoo.com vs94 ( |