In the early years after moving to the Ranch in Torrey, Uncle Leo and his family along with our cousin Art, came to visit. Steven, Art and I went down into the pasture. Leo and Afton were standing on the porch of the house wondering where the three boys were at. Afton pointed out to a swarm of mosquitoes knowing that's where we probably were. The city slickers from St. George had thin skin and were being chased by all those mosquitoes. Steven and Art were swattin' and runnin' at the same time trying to find the shortest route out of all those"mosquiters." The route they chose went through the garden unknown to them that the pole beans were hung by bailing wire strung from the top to the bottom of the garden about chest high. They surely discovered the wire was there when they HIT it. If they had been going any faster, it would of cut their heads off.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Visitors to the Ranch - the early years
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