An excerpt:
“My earliest memories of home was a little log cabin, across the road from Grandpa and Grandma Murphy’s Rock House. There were all poplar trees growing in front of the cabin, a little stream of clear cool water, a trough the water ran through to make it a water fall and a tiny pond. My older sister, Mary and I waded in the stream and make mud pies and sand castles around the pond.
Mary could do many things I could not do. In summer she could walk in the hot sand barefoot, she did not cry if she stepped on a sand burr. I can remember her carrying me piggyback through the burrs and hot sand, a bucket of water or vegetables in one hand. I do not know why she took me along. I was a crybaby or so they told me… I do not remember Mary crying about anything…”
To read more of Verona’s journals of life in early Moab, click the image below:
http://www.canyoncountryzephyr.com/2011/10/02/life-times-in-southeast-utah-by-verona-stocks/
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