tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2011733899322334915.post1388755383148391950..comments2023-09-09T23:49:22.808+09:30Comments on And then she said ...: Stories of OldUtahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06812373975164604230noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2011733899322334915.post-42267696135014313932008-02-28T23:15:00.000+10:302008-02-28T23:15:00.000+10:30I used to love to hear the old stories from my Mot...I used to love to hear the old stories from my Mother and my uncles too, Uta. And I had an Uncle Arthur! He was my grandfather's brother and he was "rich" ( I think). He would slip a silver dollar into my palm every time he came to visit. He drove until he was 95 and lived to 99. What a nice man too. Good memories. Thanks. ...Aprilaprilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15793431217614265769noreply@blogger.com