Hi to everyone. It has been fun reading all the stories about the Moultons and I hesitate to tell this one but here goes...Every summer when I was young I stayed in Heber for a week. Sometimes I stayed at Grandma's and Grandpa's and sometimes I stayed at the Wright's house. There were girls from the Wrights the same age as myself, Jeannine, and Elaine so we traded vacations.
Karma was my age and after chasing the pea wagon and eating all the peas we could stomach, we looked for something else to do...We ended up at Grandpa's chicken coop and decided we wanted to watch a chicken lay an egg so we took the long grabber hook that grandpa used to catch the chickens legs when it was time to have one for supper. We picked a plump hen and thought that it might be ready to lay and we chased it around the coop, feathers flying, until we caught it around the leg and we put it, not so gently, into the
place where it nested. We watched for a while but nothing happened so we became disintestered and left, but that night at the supper table Grandpa said, Momma, I think someones been with the chickens today. I found a dead hen in her nest.. I didn't know where to look. I think the hen had a heart attack...and I never went into the chicken coop again..Another visit we had to Grandma and Grandpas we were playing in the ditch that ran in front of their house and Elaine fell into the ditch...lucky that Grandpa was watching us or Elaine might have drowned. He ran over and plucked her out of the ditch just before she went under the bridge...We also loved to get into Grandpa's old car that was parked to the east side of the house under the lilac bush...It had a push button starter and we pushed that button and the car would leap forward. we made it leap over and over until it got way up under the bush...Oh what fun we had in Heber...I have a million stories but one that I remember my mother telling me was one summer
when Jeannine and I were little, she took us to stay for a few days and someone got sick and they quarentined us so we had to stay longer than we planned. I got up on Grandpa's chair and peed then he would come and sit down.And it happened more that twice... Oh dear he got mad..finally when it was time to go home he told Mother, "I love you and the kids but I'm not sorry to see you leave." One time when Grandma and Grandpa came to Provo to stay with us we talked them into staying over night and Grandpa fell out of bed and he told Blanche, That's the last time I will ever stay anywhere but home. Grandma had a trunk full of dress up clothes that she kept in the closet of the back bedroom with dress up clothes that were the most beautiful I had ever seen...We spent hours and hours in that closet and when Donna was in high school we loved to get into her perfume...Sometimes when I smell a certain perfume, it takes me back into the past and in that little bathroom where Aunt Donna used to get ready for a date.... Thank you all for waking up the memories and yes...Time is short, Let's get together soon. Much Love,
Mary Dawn
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