The Hill Gang

In the 1930s my father and Uncle Lynn built houses on the Provo foothills near the mouth of Rock Canyon, a place we simply referred to as "The Hill." The Calders, backdoor relatives through the marriage of mother's sister, also built a house and moved to the hill. Some were related and some only kind of related, but we considered ourselves cousins and the parents were aunts and uncles. It was one big extended family. I guess we have always been drawn to compound living. We grew up running free over the foothills and climbing the mountains, and as children established life-long friendships.

While in Tennessee, Hank and Colette became involved in the story-telling culture of that area, an interest they have since pursued. They thought it would be nice to get those who grew up on the hill together to share stories of their youth in that beautiful spot. Last night we met for dinner and storytelling at their cabin. 

 This painting by Aunt Alice Taylor Nelson, showing the view 

from the hill of an undeveloped Utah Valley, hung 

over the fireplace in Uncle Lynn's house

 Colette visiting with Janet Calder

 Ann Calder, KBT, Janice Taylor DeGraw, Debbie Taylor

 George Terry Taylor, SKT, John Arthur Taylor

 Jim Calder and Lynn Anne Taylor Richards

 Brian Richards, Lynn Anne Richards, George Taylor, 

Debbie Taylor, Catherine Taylor, John Taylor

 Colette, SKT, Ann, Janet Calder

Hank started the stories

It was delightful to be in the canyon and recount happy memories of a really enchanted time in such a special place.

We are off to England tomorrow, so there will be more, but this is all for now.

OXO

D.