Just in time for Valentine's

Happy Valentine's Day! love, Ann and William! My weekend wander led me to my great grandparents' home in Parowan. I had an hour to kill...

Ogden's sketchy 25th street

It's been said that even Al Capone wouldn't visit Ogden's 25th street in its "heydey." Really? its hard to imagine today's picturesque...

Road Trip

My four day road trip from CC town to Chicago with the oldest of our "Fab Five" was absolutely amazing. We are members of the Church of...

The Great Flu Epidemic of 1918

I stumbled onto this picture of Jared Dickson a few years ago.  This picture totally blew me away.  Look at the men and their solemn...

Wednesday Wander- Autumn

It's late. All day I have wanted to share the story my fingers have been waiting to "click clack" and finally I have a few minutes. ...

Honoring Sara Ann- Pioneer Day 2018

In Search of Sara Ann The faces and names of my ancestors don't seem to escape me-- I remember their names and I am driven to discover...

Mothers Matter

We all have our little quirks. One of my many is that I don't allow my children or guests to wash their hands in my kitchen sink, That...

Missing Molly

It will be four years ago this August when I set out on a pilgrimage to honor my ancestors who were the first converts in my line to join...

Falling in Love during WWII

My husband's maternal grandparents In 1941 Velma and Francis met for the first time across from the Dixie Theatre.  Velma was a Senior in...

Zina and Eldro- falling in love

📷 Zina and Eldro-  Eldro Verl Rigby was born in 1910.  Zina Lunt Rigby was born in 1913.  Theirs was a love affair full of laughter. I...

A Valentine for my brother

My dad sits in a chair in my cozy office as the sunshine glistens on his silver hair. His eyes are closed and he is sharing a memory...

No Daffodils Here

There are no daffodils. I kneel at Jennie’s grave and notice the death date seems off. I snap a pic to verify later and suddenly get lost...

Moments with Marie

Marie- The sun streamed in through the glass windows, muttering under my breath, I order my pie and sit at the  soda fountain I reviewed...

Tracing My Logan Roots

Logan's Cache Valley was where my father grew up.  My grandfather taught Art at Utah State  Agricultural College and Logan High School...