Picto Diary - 26, 27, 28 May 2019 - Memorial Day

Above: Cast. "Singing in the Rain." Egyptian Theater. Park City, UT. 26 May 2019

Above: Bishop. Gilgal Gardens. Salt Lake City, UT. 26 May 2019.

SLC Spring Sunday walk.

Along with the Yost cemetary stone of my cousin/ancestor Emur, the SW Woming corner monument, and Bamberger monument, Gilgal Garden is one of my favorite Utah stops. — at Gilgal Sculpture Garden.Bishop and TIMDT grandkids honoring great grandfather and great grandmother Taylor. grand kids grave

Above: Grandkidis. Memorial Day. Provo City Cemetery. 27 May 2019. Provo, UT.

Great grandfather (my dad), Weldon J. Taylor, was ineligible for military service during WWII. Most of his toes were frozen off when he was delivering family owned Cherry Hill Dairy milk circa 1924 from a horse drawn wagon on a bitter cold winter morning.

Great grandfather served his country for three years notwithstanding as Utah coordinator for the wartime US Office of Price Administration (OPA). — attending Provo Memorial Day Service at Provo City Cemetery.

Above: TIMDT stands on 500 East, in front of residence where I lived from age eight to high school graduation in 1963, and looks north to still snow covered Mt. Timpanogas. Provo, Utah. 27 May 2019.

Growing up, the mountains seemed unexceptional...part of a normal landscape. Now, I look at the Wasatch with feelings of awe, knowing that nothing is normal about vistas such as this.

Having lived in six countries outside of the US for twenty years, and having visited 123 countries, I realize how fortunate I was to have been raised by goodly parents in this place during this time of history. — in Provo, Utah.

Above: Bishop and Fifth East House. Provo, UT. 27 May 2019.

73 North 500 East. House where I lived from age eight to high school graduation in 1963.

House, built in 1898, known on Provo's historical register as "The Fred Moore House." House has a bell cast gambrel roof. It is said to be the best example of Dutch Colonial Revival architecture in Provo.

Same old poplar tree is in back, though much trimmed back from 60 years ago. Cub Scouts would meet under this tree when Mom was Den Mother.

Mom loved this house, the neighborhood and the ladies of Eighth LDS Ward, where she was Relief Society President three times.

Mom engineered a lot of summer work for me cutting the lawns of the Eighth Ward ladies. One widow in particular, Nedra Tucker, was a real stickler, not declaring my work done until her lawn was trimmed and edged to a meticulous "t."

I now realize how important it was to be held accountable at such a young age for completing a task to exacting standards. I understand how lucky I was to have a mom who always seemed to be positioning me to achieve at the highest levels that were possible in my time and place.

During my LDS mission in France, 1965 to 1968, my parents sold this house and built a new one "on the hill," in the tony new development, Oak Hills, where Dad was an investor. For a farm boy raised in Provo, Dad saw having a house on the hill with other local top dogs as a mark of life success.

Mom made the new house as nice as the old one, but, I know she always regretted leaving the groundedness of the old neighborhood, being separated from the Eighth Ward ladies, and departing from the forever unique, classy old Dutch Colonial house on 500 East. — in Provo, Utah.

Above: Old Maeser School. Provo, UT. 27 May 2019.

School, between Center Street and 100 South on 500 East, now an apartment complex, where I attended third through sixth grades.

In the image, Rudy Jr., grandkids, and their dog Rex.

I have five key memories of my school years here:

1. Third grade teacher Miss Cutler told me that I was a good writer.

2. Third grade: Listening to Yankees/Dodgers World Series (1955) at recess on new fangled, Japanese made, miniature, transistor radios.

3. Fourth grade. Being puzzled at Kent Cloward's response when I asked him why he never wore the new watch he got for Christmas. "I don't want to lose it," he said.

4. Fifth grade. Bully Jack Lott beating the crap out of me after chasing me around the school yard.

5. Sixth grade. Not getting an invite to Irene Greene's dance party. — at Maeser Elementary.

Above: "Oliver Smith." Wasatch Bagel. Park City, UT 28 May 2019

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Image: Oliver Smith on his way to Marine flight school — eating breakfast at Wasatch Bagel Café.