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Show SOUTHERN UTAH NEWS V b - Tbniiy, Ftirnry 24, 1S3 - Pi;i Eljht Sirocco by UmiU M. Fyfa When my wife and I moved from a suburb of Chicago last year to take up residence in southwestern Utah, we were aware that we were leaving one of the nation's biggest urban areas for the small community of Kanab. After all. Chicago is known as the Second City, second only to the Big Apple. We always heard that Chicago had some of the biggest entities in the whole world, from shopping malls to sewer systems. Chicago also is known as the Windy City, and we had often felt the keen edge of a biting wind in winter as it blew off ' Lake Michigan. Yessir, no other city in the world has winds like the ones we experienced in Chicago. Lynett Jones Is pictured here with Ronald Heaton, manager of the Kanab Branch of Move over. Second City. On State Bank of Southern Utah. Lynette was recently promoted to Assistant Manager over February 18, 1983 my wife and I were in St. George. Utah on operations at the Kanab facility. a shopping trip and experienced as great a gale force as I can remember. Between 3:30 p.m. and S p.m. we were almost blown back to Kanab without benefit of our automobile. As I think about the events a day later, it did left to have her family. and will be able to help our resemble a nightmare, frightRonald Heaton, Area SupI ervisor of State Bank of Lynette worked for First customers in every aspect of ening yet thrilling. As write, I feel more like a reporter, in Bank National of Arizona Southern Utah, announced the banking." a State Bank also wants to covering contemporary promotion of Lynette Jones to Parker, Arizona for 9 years than a feature rather for Stewart the thank story, before she moved to Kanab Assistant Manager over operKathy with her husband, J.R. Jones. years of service she gave. writer. ations at the Kanab Office. It started out peacefully. "Mrs Stewart has been with Lynette has worked at State J.R. manages the Two-Mil- e the bank since we opened and When we arrived in St. Ranch in House Rock Valley. Bank of Southern Utah for 1 ' We're very excited to have was a great asset." said George, it was beginning to years as head teller and commercial note teller. She Lynette as a new officer at Heaton, "We wish her the warm nicely in Utahs Dixie. was promoted to the new State Bank", said Mr. Heat-to- best of luck with her new After a short lunch, we made our way to a local lumber yard "She is a great banker family. position when Kathy Stewart for material. Much to our chagrin we found that our order had not arrived but that the goods we sought were in State Bank of So. Utah Announces Promotion Preserving Memories Hello Friends, Welcome each and everyone to our new column of "Preserving Memories." We are very fortunate to have in our midst several individuals who are elderly in age but extremely youthful at heart, who contribute much to the preservation of memories. How exciting the past days of yesteryear that stir a partical of intrique and interest for those of us who are living in the "now" days. One such man admired by all who know him, a true a friend and gentleman, neighbor beloved by all, our own Malcolm Robinson. Malcolm has in his possession an old bucket. His father-in-laused the bucket did. The before Malcolm bucket was in use in 1925 moved to when Malcolm Glendale. It's exciting to speculate about the past. It almost makes you wish that the bucket could talk. Wouldn't it have a story to tell? Incidently, Malcolm is currently using the bucket for a milking pail. The following poem is dedicated to Malcolm and his milking pail. The Copper Bucket The dented, copper bucket tells a tale of long ago, A story of the many lads that swung it to and fro. In the early dawn of summer before the day would break, The bucket from its rusty nail the sleepy lad would take; He'd pitch the hay to Nellie and hobble her with string. The snowy liquid squirting in a white and foamy stream. The faithful copper bucket brimming over, white with foam. Carried nourishment within the walls of a tidy, humble home. Some hands who clutched the pail have long since gone away, But the memories of the bucket linger with the new mown hay. Thus, how many hands have used it? To what uses, were unsure. But the bucket made of copper though the years will long endure. The bucket has been soldered some and handled with great care By hands who use it day by day And preserve the treasure there. After each has gone away and bore their earthly tale. The eyes of youth in awe will gaze at the copper milking pail. Myrna Cox THANK YOU The families of Verda R. Mahoney express our thanks to the relatives and many friends who expressed sympathy at the passing of our Mother. A special tribute is in order for our sister, MerylLee, and her husband, David Ogden, who lovingly cared for Mom during the last three months of her illness. Stagers St. George Cedar City. Reluctantly giving up thoughts of a game of golf (our clubs were in the car), we decided to make the forty-fiv- e mile drive to the north. After all. wasn't it a gorgeous day? h was on our way back to finish our shopping in St. George that we noticed the stiff wind moving the Pontiac rather easily from lane to lane on U.S. IS. It was just past 3 p.m. Ominous clouds loomed directly in our path as we approached the city. Near the Hurricane exit we were buffeted severely by great clouds of red dirt hitting the windshield like sleet. Tumbleweed was scudding about in great profusion. On our right near the Washington exit was a large sign from an trailer park grotesquely twisted and lying across a building still quivering in the wind. We did not need convincing that the gods of wind were playing with man's possessions like toys. We got off at St. George Boulevard and sought shelter in the local McDonald's, seemingly impervious to the storm. A Shell sign nearby was twisting madly about. As we forced ourselves through the gale to the doors, large drops of rain began pelting us. We knew it would turn our dust covered car into a mass of muck. Inside the eating establishment, however, the workers were still purveying hamburgers in the dark and we felt momentarily relieved. is operating, McDonald's God's in his heaven, all's right with the world. It was during our sojourn at Mac's that the storm may R-- have reached its height. A great gloom settled over the Boulevard. Besides the flailing dirt and rain, large and small pieces of paper were being hurled haphazardly, willy-nill- y through the air. Although we did not know it at the time, shards of motel signs, grocery store signs and gas station signs whizzed by as well. The debris flew by like banners in the second circle of Dante's inferno. Although the storm showed no signs of abatement, we determined to brave the in order to pursue our shopping. It was a frivolous exercise because we found that the entire city was without electric power. Trying to get onto the Boulevard was adventure enough when no traffic lights work. We finally got to the Safeway store and found them open, yet dark and Their practically deserted. battered sign told it all. The letters FEW were all that remained of their logo. Customers were indeed few and far between. By flashlight we did manage to find a few hems and made our way past the register where the clerk cranked it by hand. When we decided to explore the rest of St. George Boulevard, we were appalled at the damage and confusion. All the way to Bluff Street, the wind had done its worst. The traffic continued at a snails pace past Ancestor Square as a wailing ambulance was partially blocking the thoroughfare. We could only surmise that someone might have been hit by flying glass or debris. rs Lions Complete p r. LaDell Alvey will be busy lining up the horses for each event. Weather promises to be warm and dry. oo the ads in this paper were printed in a special disappearing ink which was visible only from 5:00 p.m. until 5:01 p.m. they would certainly not be very effective selling tools nor reach many potential nor make a lasting buyers nor have the reimpression readership which they do have. Use your advertising dollar to its IN PRINT! fullest advantage Southern Utah Yjswi The Winds of Winter, Alton, starring passed through this week. We had a g southwest wind. Sure enough, it blew in a snowy blizzard that lasted not at all, it was promptly blown out by Old North Wind. And he, she, or it. settled down to blow and blow and BLOW! The sun had been so warm the pussy willows WERE trying to bloom and the snow was melting and things were getting muddy. Of course, the storm froze the melted whatever and the wind blew what little snow we got over it. So watching your feet is wise; at least for a day or storm-promotin- two. Our Young Women had a fun party for all the grandparents in town. The same night Karen Crosby hosted a make-u- p party. The ladies got half their faces revitalized and a few minutes to put their feet up to help the process. There were some noticeable results. I'm still wondering if the girls (they came after the grandparents party) talked David Palmer or Russell McMullin into trying it. Wednesday night, Orval Palmer chaperoned the youth to the St. George Temple for baptisms for the dead. It made for a late night but happy kids. Were giving Presidents Day salutes to our ball girls Gwen Crosby, Holly Heaton and Wendy Crosby, as well as to their coach Ferril Heaton for their participation and excellent performances at the Girls Region Tournament. The tourmament was held Thurs., Friday and Saturday. The Valley girls ended with two wins and 1 loss. Congrats! Ginger Andrus was here visiting with her grandma, Esther Heaton. Dee Porter and Mac Roundy did some work on the Church. Gary and Joan Kalpalcoff had some Coleen Heaton company. found that Italy is really just a phone call away. (She has a brother there.) The Loyd Heatons enjoyed a full house this weekend. Alma's mother was here as well as Linda and Sonn Berrett. Charlene, Barton and family, Dianne, Mark and Jessica Whipple; Anita. Ron and Shane Dayton. Charles, Paula and Amy Keaton and Vickie Farnsworth. Speaking of full houses, the Vard Heatons also had one. Terry brought home a group of young people to spend the long weekend here. I saw a couple of souls braving the North wind to try out some horseback riding. I didnt catch all the: names but there was someone special in this group. (Terry's already been eased enough. Huh. Terry?) Our Scouts. Blazers and their leaders headed back to CIS , I Fran Prather New Office Girl At Kaibab Fran, (short for Frances) Prather is the new girl at Kaibab Industries main office. She just recently moved down from Canby, Oregon to join her husband Ray who has been with Kaibab since Dec. 3rd. Fran took over her secretarial duties on Feb. 10th. Although she is a litt'e homesick for Oregon, and her children, Fran is looking forward to living in the area. She is interested in geology and the formations of rocks in the area are very interesting to her. Fran enjoys playing tennis and racquetball and writing. She needs some tennis partners and says she may advertise for them, just as soon as she becomes acclimated to the elevation differences. Frans parents are living in Denver, so the move put her a little closer to them. She was raised in Colorado, one of 14 children, and says Loretta Lynn has nothing on her, since she also is a miners daughter. The Prathers are presently living in Kanab Creek Ranchos and will be attending the First Baptist Church. Kaibab To Report First Quarter Loss Street Project The Lions Gub street sign project was completed this week. A total of 182 routed signs were installed on 52 four by four posts. All major intersections are now signed either with the new routed wood type or the old metal type. At a meeting of the Utah Racing Association hi Richfield on Feb. 12, the dates for the Kanab race meet was set for May 20 and 21 . At a recent meeting of the Kanab Lions Gub, members decided to lease the track and stable area to the Kanab Racing Association. who will put on this year's race meet. Lions Gub members will assist as in the past by the operating hamburger stand in and assisting clean-uin the track area. Duff Pugh will be chairman of the racing association with Gark Swapp as Secretary-Treasure- By the time we got to Bluff Street there was no apparent solution to the chaos. Determining that h would be fruitless to stay for a leisurely dinner and a movie, we turned back up the tattered street. On our last pass through St. George, we saw again what the wind had done; like Shermans march through another Dixie in the previous century, the wind had blasted its way on its drive to the East. At this point thought about what might be Kanab's fate occupied us. We headed home in a climate less inimical to human beings. Perhaps Hurricane would have power and a semblance of order. We were to be denied there also. No electricity in Hurricane was promising its citizens little surcease from the darkness to come. Once up the Hurricane hill and on the higher plateau we chased the storm across the Arizona strip. The rain in St. George had turned to snow at the higher altitude. Road signs had been obliterated by driving snow stuck to the sides facing west. At Colorado City what we could read of the sign said WELC TO ARIZ. We sped on. Several signs at Pipe Springs were lying submissively next to the highway. We were relieved to find Fredonia calm, quiet and lighted. What would we find at home? Not to worry. Our home stood resolutely at the-to- p of Chamberlain Drive. Oh, there were two shingles missing from the roof on the east side, but I knew I could call good old Barry Judd in the morning. St. George, Saturday for the It Merit Badge sounded like the ride home Kaibab Industries will rewas pretty wild. They had port a loss for the first quarter "dog-piles- " and push-u- p penof its fiscal year, it was alties for not sustaining five announced today. all of minutes quiet. They Net loss for the three-mont- h came home tired and happy -was $387,000 equal to period until they remembered they share on sides of $.J5 per were to give talks in Church. This compares $34,451,000. They rallied well. with a net loss of $649,000 or It's the lambing season. $.43 per share on sales of And when it's still in the early $32,841,000 for the first can ewes hear the evening you quarter of last year. calling to their lambs. A.M. Whiting, President, A red, white and blue salute said the current year loss to all of you. Happy Presirepresents a substantial imdents' Day! over the comparprovement Color us between winter able period last year. Operaand spring and our new, little tions benefited from better lambs dreaming of green lumber prices and lower raw grass. material costs. Lower interest Love from under the Pinks. Pow-Wo- ! rates have stimulated housing demand with a commensurate increase in demand for lumber. This trend carried into the current quarter before stalling in the face of bad weather in most consuming areas of the U.S. Whiting said the near-teroutlook for housing was better now than anytime during the past three years. Kaibab Industries, with in corporate headquarters Phoenix, Ariz., is engaged in forest products manufacturing, building materials distribution and petroleum products marketing. We Do Printing o m f Wedding Announcements O Business Cards O Letterheads O Business Forms o Envelopes O Booklets O Carbonless Forms De-Ly- 7HH, Lm too tired to list everything we print, cause we print everything. except money X . . . & postage stamps. Southern Utah News Y |