(part of my writing project- finding the workds December 28, 1921 Dearest Jen, Ruth turned four today.  I wish you could have been here...

Inspired by the Diary of Sarah Agnes Prine 1881-1901, Arizona Territories, "These is my Words" Dear Lord, I am afraid I have become proud...

Saturday, the snow finally fell in our sleepy southern Utah town.  I had been waiting anxiously  for fluffy flakes to fall from the sky,...

We are 15 days into the New Year and I have already had four amazing  outdoor adventures- I am loving it.  Living in southwest Utah...

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...

Christmas Eve 2017 Why keep memories... Dad Rigby gave us my most cherished gift this season.  It was the personal history of his...

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...

I can hardly believe the dedication of the Cedar City Temple is less than 6 days away.  I have felt the presence of angels in our little...

I woke up to a little voice on the phone... "mommy."  It was cute baby boy miles away on an elk hunt with daddy and grandpa.  Tears...

This is our son Seleck's last Christmas as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.  I couldn't be more proud...