lake, so i had plenty of cousins. they can all hunt, fish, ski and ride, even the girls. i was scared of them. still, they were patient with me and i learned to ride horses.
summers in salt lake were the best! racing my horse in the canyon with my cousins early in the morning before it got hot and coming back to aunt sets’ house at 175 north redwood road for country breakfast spread outside on a picnic table on a blue and white checker table cloth was heaven! homemade biscuits with butter and preserves she’d put up herself, eggs and bacon. her big blue kitchen always had enough food 