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 "...

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...

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 face...

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. Al...

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 th...

Family history should come with frosting. Yesterday I made my great grandmother Jennie Smith's cake recipe- it is more than 100 years ol...

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 w...

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...

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...

📷William Leonard Evans with bride Alberta Ann Ward Married June 11, 1915 A love story for Valentine's... I wish I knew William and Ann's...

📷 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 ...

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 wit...

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...

This is the story I have been chasing... On  December 26, 1891 17 year old James joined his friends at the rail yard downtown.  The plan w...

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...

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