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Show Their house, a small two-roomed log cabin, stood on a slope overlooking the beautiful fields. I lived in the front room which included the kitchen. The separating door to their ‘ killdeer--sung to me. I came to love all wildlife as I felt freedom along with them. I rode Lady through the marshes, only to find the waters deepen in places. The water covered my lower legs as Lady jumped or swam to shallower waters or to the land and I hung onto her long mane. When Lady foaled late one summer, I continued riding to the bottoms. But leaving her colt behind made Lady extremely nervous and eager to return to the barnyard. On my return one day, she changed her smooth and easy gallop to a racehorse gait. At a sudden 90-degree bend in the roadway, Lady made a quick left turn, but I kept going straight and hit the dusty road. When she realized I had taken a dive and was smaller cramped bedroom in the back was usually shut to preserve heat and to prevent my entrance. They had no indoor plumbing; the water had to be carried from a shallow well a hundred feet away. An outhouse toilet stood at a couple of hundred feet overlooking the barn yard. A quaint two-holer, it accommodated the many grandkids that came to visit. For toilet paper the pages from the Sears, Roebuck catalog or the "Monkey Ward" catalog sufficed. The pages were great for making paper airplanes and sailing them out the doorway. no longer on her back, she suddenly stopped, turned around, and trotted back, and looked They had just recently hooked up to the phone service. I remember the old party-lines with up to a dozen families sharing one line. at me as if to say, "what’s a-matter kid?" She let me cautiously remount, but needless to say, I kept her to a reasonable gait--walking--on our return home. The phone twang away, as we listened for our designated code--the number of long rings and short rings—to see if it rang for us. Grandma liked her soaps and the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. Rex Campbell’s KSL news reports opened by a rooster crowing. In the evening J listened to Tom These times in Ovid brought me to a realization of the real beauty of the earth and its diversity-the mountains and the rivers and the swamps. This is the raw stuff that I encountered. Each millennium, century, year, month, day, and hour brings a new beginning and a new adventure, unique to each of us. And with it comes the comforting knowledge that we're all connected to the earth, to ourselves, to our family and to our community. Mix and Jack Armstrong. At night, when quiet, I would turn on my treasured crystal set with earphones and listen to cowboy songs till sleep came. I slept on a make-shift couch in the kitchen that doubled as a seat during the day. A thick quilt that grandma had made covered the sagging bed and always smelled of the odorous barnyard. What a heritage we have to build upon. Ooog Grandma liked her soaps and the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. Rex Campbell's KSL news reports opened by a rooster crowing. In the evening I listened to Tom Miz and Jack Armstrong. Canyon Color Graphics Exceptional Quality - Affordable Gries Typesetting & Page Layout © Graphic Design & liustration A wood stove heated the cabin. I kept the woodbox full. As we couldn't afford coal, we did our own wood gathering and hauling. I would take my turn at sawing when another kid came to visit--the saw having a handle on each end. Later as I grew older, I went with grandpa to cut the trees and snake them by horse to the wagon. We'd cut them into firelogs later. i Grandpa would often take me with him on his coal-black mare, "Lady", to round up the cows, though his yelping dog would do most of the work. I rode behind grandpa, my arms tightly clutching his waist. After the roundup he’d let me ride Lady by myself around the yard while he prepared the cows for milking. He required that I’d ride bareback when alone. "It’s safer", he’d always say. But I still longed for a saddle like that pictured in the Sears Roebuck catalog. Sears Roebuck bib overalls served as my working attire, just like Grandpa's. These durable denims lasted longer than any other cloth and had plenty of © Digital Pre-Press © Scanning Service © Greeting Cards © Post Cards © Business Cards © Brochures © Catalogs © Posters © Folders © And A Whole Lot More — 690 S. Main - Moab UT 84532 435-259-4087 - 1-800-891-6636 Stop In And See Our New Location pockets. Later, 1 demanded authentic hard-working Levi's like real cowboys wore. I followed granddad down to help milk the cows. Even though my hands weren't large or strong enough at that time, he let me strip a few. After we separated the milk, he'd cart the cans of milk and cream out to the county road for pickup by the co-op creamery. We If you have ever had a hard day on the appliances. A team of strong horses and a couple of riding horses provided the power. One day as I tromped hay on the hay wagon as Grandpa forked it to me, the horses started off on their own and they soon stampeded down the field, the loaded hay wagon and the excited-me behind them. I knew, even at that young age, that if the horses took a sudden turn, the wagon would flip over. Round and round the hay field they ran, the wagon rocking and bouncing up and down, and grandpa breathlessly running far behind, waving his arms up and down, and yelling, "whoa you sons of bitches, whoa" until the snorting horses finally stopped from total exhaustion after their mile-long run. A most delightful job, I would get on old Lady and drive the cows and heifers down a narrow dirt road about a couple of miles to the bottom lands. Each morning I’d trail them down, and each evening I'd trail them back. Some times I stayed trail, a hard workout, or are visited by sore joints and muscles, you need this product. 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