Everyone knows that I grew up in Deep Creek, and recently when I went back by the house and saw a bull dozer tearing down the house which made me sick to see that part of my past gone. It broke my heart, but I still have memories and pictures too, to remind me of how much that part of my life ment to me.

When I went to Malad the other day, I passed by the old homestead and they are rebuilding where the old house was. It broke my heart to see the change like I still lived there or something. But like I said I still have the special memories of my special childhood on that farm. Those of you who have lived on a farm and experienced the amazing things that happen being around family, around gods creatures know what I mean!