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Show COURIER Class PAGE 8 Wasatch County’s Source for News TUESDAY a naineti ct Florine Whiting Polishes History went out in the morning and took some pictures but it was cloudy,” says Whiting By JEAN CROASMUN LIFESTYLES EDITOR County was left in its original 1963 form. Now, nearly 10 years later, Whiting looks back upon the experience fondly. “Our sales of her attempt to find just the right shot. lorine Whiting never considered herself to be a publishable photographer, but a few years back she Then, later, on her way to Salt Lake, Whiting saw the clouds start to break up and found herself shooting pictures in a watched a picturesque photo that she had field, with a small herd of sheep in front taken turn into the cover of a rather popular book: “We were getting close to the deadline and we still didn’t have a picture, so I minutes,” says Whiting of the sheep, the clouds, the lighting, the sky. of her. “They were only there for a few paid for the printing in the first And somewhere in that series of photos, Whiting became a cover-photographer _ for the moment, snapping the _ three months,” she says, indicat- ing the thirst a Long-time Heber resident, Florine Whiting, spends part of her day running the new generation Daughters of the Utah Pioneers ee and the rest of her day getting younger of locals feels for quickly. the history of their town. The hard-bound, 1200-page book is still available locally and remains a steady seller. shot that would be immortalized on the cover of the 1993 edition Li Beautiful Mountains, local of How Upon _ a the book importance, of small enough to be out of print We for 30 years, but still popular enough for used book sellers in Salt Lake to be commanding $60 - $70 But becoming a photographer wasn’t the only thing in Whiting’s life she had-— AICTE per copy for the first edition, many times its 1963 value. | LL - The second. adios of How Beautiful Upon the Mountains really had no changes over the first, except for Whiting’s glossy cover photo of Mt. Timpanogos from the. Lt n’t planned. ee by the Wasatch County Efaugiiters the Utah Pioneers. of Whiting considers to “We met in L.A. He was a senior at [Rex] came home from the war, we looked around. They needed a dentist ‘badly in Heber, there was only one den- history of the settlement and settlers of Wasatch tist in town at the time.” So, after a few see Whiting LL } | Lk has melted from all this heat, Pm thinking about what kind of jerk has double-parked Camaro? He’s okay. Corvette? He’s way cool, way rich and we older. Chevette? I’d rather walk. - It’s a habit that’s. hard to break, I guess. Because here it is, seventeen years since that date with Tex and I’m sitting in my house, looking out the window, and instead of oe: whether ii etntae on ae town’s Utah Pioneers (DUP) at the time was permitted to write. Otherwise, — the seemingly unabridged went out with a guy named Tex one Life was so easy when I could judge. be the U.S.C. I moved to L.A. to work. We met in church,” says Whiting. “Then, when time ‘cuz he had a bitchin’ Camaro-one of the new ones, with the new body people by their cars. like president of the Wasatch County Daughters of the on page 11 Big Engines, Small type. I guess the fact that he seemed dangerous because he played football, was a year older than me and didn’t even go to the-same school as me.had something to do with it, too. ae others, biggest boom. - foreword that Whiting, as. Mountains, a book were was after the war and her husband, Dr. Rex Whiting, was looking for a small town to set up his dental practice. Heber fit the bill-the town was in need of a dentist and it was definitely small. But Whiting, a small-town girl herself, was a little frightened that Heber might be a little too small. She laughs at that thought today as Heber goes through what Heber Valley, and a short Whiting took the cover photo for How Beautiful Upon the There _ moving to Heber City back’in 1946. It~ his RV next to my boyfriend’s car. For the time being, I live on Main Street, but only for a few more days. I’ve lived here for the past six months. Whatever possessed me to move to a street where car horns honk 24-hours a day, trucks with their engine brakes roar to a stop, and the fast-food restaurant across the street doesn’t provide enough large-vehicle _ parking so the cretins have to park in front of my house is beyond me. _ Tl tell you what prompted this--I’m cheap. It was winter, the rent was right, the house was cute and I was ready to save up some money to buy a new car. Better The barn quilt was produced by the Daughters of the Utah Pioneers while Whiting served as president. It is displayed in the old tabernacle. anners believe I was all over it. And veal in the winter it wasn’t bad. But as the snow on Timp started to melt, and the windows started to open a little wider, one-by-one the boats started to arrive. Then May rolled around and the occasional RV would show up. Then school let out and the kids started to cruise and yell and race: And the police started to pull people over and give them road tests in front of my house and their flashing lights and sirens lit up my sleepy darkened -room. And then we started to cough from the constant flow of exhaust fumes. And then more boats showed up, trashier boats, By JEAN CROASMUN see MANNERS Courmr Lirssrvte Eprror on page 12 |