SINCE WE LEFT VEGAS, NO DOLLARS TO BET, BUT THINK STETSON WRIGHT WILL BE THE ALL ROUND COWBOY TONIGHT

It is with great hope, but my guess we can all enjoy watching one of the best sports in these the United States of America.That is rodeo, and my love for it started as a kid at the Ute Stampede. The Nephi Jones boys wanted to be on those bucking horses and mean bulls that take no.....bull..... from the riders. That is when we had Chuck Parkinson as the announcer, who had a deep and resounding affect for all of us. When Bob Garrett took Cotton Rosser to visit Sherm Jones, both Sherm and Cotton Rosser cried during their hug. Cotton Rosser was a great leader. He reminds me of John Wayne, who was a loving father to a herd of kids, but was a tough cowboy on the silver screen to rope in the bad guys, but was good enough to promote those young pups who wanted to make it to the level of Marion Robert Morrison, but it took John Wayne more than 100 films to have the wanna be's to be John Wayne! The Nephi Jones kids have been going to the Rodeo Finals in Vegas for about a quarter of a century. The Ute Stampede is still the cream of the crop, but it was good to see one of the mean animals belonging to the Flying U. Although I often type whatever comes to my heart or damaged brain, I just type like my mother taught me at age 12. Anywho, back to rodeo. Nephi folks have elected and selected leaders who wish to get rid of the farms and get their water to make money on the big bucks from people who want to live here, but it seems they want it like China, which has homes or huts upon homes, with little support. I was walking down the street of Kowloon Tong, China, and I got nervous. I could almost swear dam it, but I won't....but if they find me dead my obit reading should be; "found dead in China being crushed by plaster mixed in with dead Carps!" Oh well, good to be home. Now back to the rodeo. I am no longer into loud noise(too many blows to my brain-Subdural Hematomas), so we find a big screen in Vegas and watch from there. But if you have a computer, one can locate the avenue of the PRCA final rodeo. Or if you got the dough you can purchase the Cowboy Chanel but I don't have the dough or desire to listen to the yacking noise of the announcers. But if all goes well tonight, Stetson Wright will continue to be the best Cowboy in the world. And two other Wright boys are right behind him. Their old man is Cody Wright and he is the computer expert to tell the kids how the horse or bull will act once they are let out the gate. I met him several years ago at Strawberry Days. Stetson Wright was the All-Round Champion last year and although he was in Vegas to cheer other Wrights on, he had already been the Champion. The winners are those who have rode their bucking animals and the money that goes with it. I don't understand how they determine the Average of the rides, as it is Greek to me. We like the Wrights from Beaver as well as Hayes Weight from downtown Goshen, Utah. Our Nephew's wife is Karen Tew Jones, and a cousin to Hayes as well as going back to Nephi, J. Ivan Tew was an old town Bishop of the North Ward and a great carpenter, but knowing Ivan, he just may do one of those ghost whispers to Hayes.."don't get on that dam bull".  We support him and the Right Wrights who do rodeo and farming in a great small town, like what Nephi used to be! In Saddle Buck, Ryder is in first place and earned $358,947; 3rd in the world is Stetson Wright with $345,855 and second place is Statler. Last night the three of them won nearly 100 thousand dollars. That will feed their horses and cattles though the winter. If you have never been to the Finals, plan on next year. It is once in a lifetime deal. My hat goes off to the wives and sisters while their Men are out making money, they are the ones that really work their....!!! off. 

 

IN THE HISTORY OF THE WORLD, DEC. 7TH WILL ALWAYS BE A SPECIAL DAY.

On Dec. 7th, 1941, the Japanese Empire showed they didn't like the United States, and directed Japan's military to bomb and destroy the United States, starting with hitting the US war ships that were setting ducks in Hawaii. While President FDR made his speech to Congress, the United States was given permission to retaliate against the Japanese, and in so doing, one of the leaders of the Japanese said something like "I am afraid that we have woke up a Sleeping Giant" and the US did things that made us all nervous. People that were living in America but with Japanese blood or DNA were rounded up and placed in prison like Compounds, and only history may tell us of the necessity of doing that. Eventually, we won the war against Hirohito as well as Hitler in Germany, but all of that is another story. To the Nephi Jones Family, Dec. 7th brings another Bomb Shell, and indications are he was one of the good guys who would be called to serve a 30 month mission to China, then to the Philippine's because of riots in downtown Kowloon Tong, then when he got home to rest, he was hit with a real live bomb with no time to sit under the cherry tree with a stick rolling in his mouth He was drafted into the Army to fight another battle in a place referred to as Viet Nam. Like his father before him, Hal Harris Jones became a skilled Medic who not only saved many life's of his own countrymen, but ended up having to kill enemy's who were the from South Viet Nam. He picked his buddies machine gun and killed them all. The enemy had previously fought the French and France should have been contacted , but State Department apparently failed, at least that is what I was told when I spent some time in Nam. While thousands of we the good guys were running around, the enemy was living in deep tunnels, and set up to be like gophers, coming up through tunnels to kill us. Hal could have been carrying 3 Purple Hearts, but refused them and only wanted to help his buddies as a medic, but several tines this quite young Nephite was hit while he was pulling his Medic partner, who was killed. Hal remains with PTSD or Shell Shock, so when we eat out, we have to put him in a corner so nobody touches him, and he still has the thoughts of killing others t save his buddies. To this day, he still wakes up to the bad things such as killing the enemy with his surgical scalpel, or picking up a machine gun to kill the enemy coming to kill him. Well, he made it back home, but went to work at Greenwoods retreading tires, then to college and received his papers a  became a Medic and many years at the Tooele Army Depot as well as doing part time work for folks, many of which had those dam dogs that would jump on him while he was trying to find a vein on the arm. Hal now carries a concealed weapon so I will say no more, other than he is a dam good man and wears wrist metals to remind him of the three men that were killed next to him. He just returned from the Rodeo Finals in Vegas and decided not to ride the Bull named "VC" .

PHOTOS OF NEPHI JONES BOYS ON DEER HUNTS OF YESTERYEAR

In the past, Nephi and Juab County was the place to get your deer, then bottle it and keep for dinner throughout the Winter. That is not the case of today, as most deer we see-would be in the Zoo. Although the State Game Rangers would contest it, that just may deny that, as they don't get their funds from the State Legislators, but they keep increasing the cost of deer tags and they even give blind people the right to shoot a deer, as long as they have a Deer Tag and a co-partner to pull the trigger. In addition, they push for heavy penalties if you shoot a deer if they cross the road to get a deer in a premium hunt where the hunters and the State DWR gives thousands and thousand's to the land owner, and many years ago, one farmer showed me photo's of deer eating his corn and he would get a large check from the DWR. He said he makes more money that way instead of feeding corn to his cattle. Dishonest he was. Perhaps that is why many of the Fish Cops never did like me, as I was once was in the Capacity of a Administrative Law Judge and after traveling to the west desert where an adult hunter and his son inadvertently shot a monster deer and the Judge gave him a fine of thousands for restitution and sent him to prison. When I handled the case, I dropped the restitution and released the man from prison. It was then that I compared that on many of the dishonest Politician's I had to deal with in my 46 years. I also place blame on the people and business owners who speed fast in Nephi Canyon and the deer are killed by speeding cars. And at least one Developer is making plans to have more homes in the canyon, and that will cause more death and destruction when the deer come down for a drink in Nebo Creek. I have asked if the State; Juab and Sanpete County Sheriff" to put a muzzle on the speed and noise,  but it was like talking to a deer dead on the road, that couldn't understand the words of "Dam" and Hell. Jimmy Ockey Jr. has a rough time getting in and out of his home as to many people are using home in Sanpete- where the Governor has been promoting more homes to get drivers closer to their Utah County jobs. The south end of Nephi and the golf course used to be the winter feeding grounds for deer, but my co-horts at Nephi City were not going to upset the apple Cart. With all that said, the Jones Boys still go on the deer hunt, but don't buy licenses or even take guns. Years ago, it was the deer hunters that put pressure on Utah Legislators' to change the law in order to protect the Does. That saved the deer for awhile until Game Wardens changed the law to lower the shooting age of kids. Although that helped, we took a photo of a Dad with his kids gun and shot the deer. No, we didn't report him but we told the Fish and Game and he signed a note we could have it, as we did, and out Mother was happy to have more food to wrap and give to locals that loved it. Wish their were more of  the Erma Garretts; Clead Blackett and Irv Jarett around who loved Venison! Below should be some photos of those we legally shot deer in the past, and we forced the Fish and Game to not shoot Does and it was local hunters that pushed it through to the State Legislators. The photo clearly shows Weston Jones is in Dire Straits. He has been hunting deer with brothers; sister and sons and grandkids for 80 yeas or so, and never ever cleaned a deer, so the brothers forced him in to it.  A Fish Cop was coming up he road, and none of us would even tag the buck. After unloading a wheel barrow of Bullshit, Weston finally tagged and cleared it up. We later had to laugh when he went to his work buddies and bragged it was the biggest 8 pointer he ever shot. All together, we all shouted "Bullshit" as the Fish and Game guy came up and he thought we were joking when we asked him if he would gut it for the "Old Man". Another photo shows Weston's kids on top of the fruit cellar, and three Jones Boys shot the three bucks, all with handguns and each one was "Kinda by Pole". One photo is of Alma Jones and his four sons, who are now at the age of Dad, who died at 84, and each of his kids are no longer hunting as we the people have killed the deer off with shooting them or too many speeders who kill them on the many asphalt roads we have. Come and gaze at the wild beasts we have on God's green earth and go back to protecting their winter feeding grounds. We now know what our Ancient Ones were forced out of our area by we he Palefaces.

DALLIN HARRIS OAKS WILL BE THE NEXT PRESIDENT OF THE LDS CHURCH

At the next General Conference of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, members will be asked to raise their hand to make the Call from God to be His right hand man on earth. It doesn't really matter how many "Pain in the Butts" Stupidos vote against him, God is the one with all the Marbles, and it is only He that can alter things including knowing all things. I have a hard time figuring out my hand phone, let alone to hear a silent but well heard prayer from a soldier stuck in a Foxhole, or a man on the street that is not looking for a hand-out, but a Hand Up. I do know one thing for sure, Dallin Oaks will be one heck of a good teacher! And brother Hal can second that motion as he was there. Both Hal and I had more part-time jobs along with trying to be full time Dads, but we would deliver furniture and other goods in the ZCMI Trucks that were often seen in Mormonville! That stood for Zions Cooperative Mercantile Institution. The Board of Directors were the Apostles of the Church, and a proper way to help fund those Church callings that were a full time ordeal. We were in the area of where the house was, but had no cell phones in those days and the Fire Chief didn't like us sending smoke signals to home base. And when on the Nephi City Council, I lead the fight against a Developer who wanted to name all the streets after his family. It was always a hard fight to explain simple things to "complicated" people, but swayed them over, as a new kid in town would eat the pizza before he was able to get it to the proper family. Back to the story. Hal was driving and I told him that he was on the right street and we got the right home in view. We were to deliver a Corner Curio or whatever they call it, and I knew somewhat about the name on the Traveling Document, so we waited until Oaks and his wife drove in. We put the Curio as directed by his first wife who died from Cancer. Once in place, I casually spoke his name out loud, and said, "Hey, Wait a Minute. You are the one that signed by Degree from a University down the road. He quickly jumped in and said he used to be the President of BYU. So I couldn't help it, I said something like " I had more than just an undergraduate degree and my brother there has been to college; served a 30 month LDS Mission and upfront kill zone in Nam" Oaks jumped like he had a burr under his saddle, and he said something like "Young man, every job in the world is an important part of the whole of all." He didn't stop there and kept it up. And by golly good gum drops, we both learned a valuable lesson from that, and I figured I am not going to admit that these two Jones Boys both worked jobs to help others, with Hal a forever and great Medic, and me in law enforcement. We joked about that incident coming back from Rodeo Finals in Vegas. My brother and I fish together, and last year he noticed a lady had fallen in rocks and Hal was going down to help. Hal knew his job and I did mine in trying to avoid racers driving like "A Bat Out Of Hell". I am sorry for that, but you all knew it had to come out. Hal knew it was not serious, but he took his work serious. So both Hal and I will take off our cowboy hats and honor President Oaks. And I also saw his work while he was on the Utah Supreme Court and was considered for the DC arena. God Knows Best, and saved the Best for Perhaps the Last. Tennessee Ernie Ford sang "Have Faith, Hope and Charity, That is the way to live successfully. Yup.

THE WRIGHT MORMON BOYS ARE IN VEGAS

You don't have to be a Mormon to be a Rodeo Champ, but it didn't hurt the Mormon Boxing Champs of West Jordan of yesteryear, The Nephi Jones Boys will be there cheering the Utah Boys on. If you are going to be there at the Arena, wear ear puffs as the noise is as bad there as the construction guys putting in the corners of Nephi Main Street; then jackhammer their mistakes again and again. Perhaps in their off Season the Beaver  County Wright Family can lay cement the right Way, or Maybe President Trump can make a visit and turn Nephi back into a horse and buggy town with no illegals or crime,                                                                      

                                                                 And a great kid from Goshen

TRIBUTE TO SADIE TOLLEY HARRIS ON HER 90TH BIRTHDAY

The place is Nephi, Utah, and it occured on Oct. 30, 1980. The text was written; typed and read by LaVon  Harris Jones, a sister-in-law to Sadie. It was on her 90th Birthday, and held at the home of Stella Harris Boswell. At the time, my father told me it was not necessary to tell all where the log cabin came from, but it was moved by a low-boy from Eureka when folks were leaving that West County area as they were under the wrong impression that all of the gold and silver had run out at about the time "No-Nose Maggie" was laid to rest there. I mixed the plaster while my Dad beautiful her log home. We wanted to get this part of family history together, so that Rachelle Harris Humble can put it all together in her book of the Harris Family, as those folks came to Juab County, like the Tolley and Jones Family with Mormon Pioneers. The copied pages are as is at;

LaVon Harris Jones of Nephi never retired, she just got Retreaded.

After both her parents died when LaVon Harris was young, she had already had work as a typist for an Insurance Co. then for A.E Smith, the County Agent. She was prepared to work as that is what her father-taught her to do. She dated but didn't get too serious until Alma Jones of East Nortonville came home from the Army. He was often called "Cash": as Coyn was his middle name, and seldom carried nothing more than a handkerchief and pepper in his pocket. But they were both itching for each other and by gum by golly, they got hitched and that Stork got busy, as it flew by about every 10 months or so. When the kids got to wear hand sewed clothes to school, LaVon went back to work, this time typing for the Utah Poultry, which was located just north of the Hobo Camp of Salt Creek. If you don't know where that used to be, then talk to some original Nephi folks, who used to take great food to those Vagabonds right after Church was out, or during the Ute Stampede. LaVon then became the Secretary to Clyde Child, who was the Juab School Supt, then for Ralph Menlove and Clark Newell. Her sons figured she only did that work to keep an eye on four young hoodlums as her kids! She then got retreaded at Steve Greenwoods Retreading Business, then went with VISTA, then Colonial Manor, then took a no paying job to send letters and a dollar to every kid in the military or on an LDS Mission. My guess is that God recognized that most exceedly. Now the rest of the story is how she was the Employee of the Month at the old Forrest Hotel, which became the new Nursing Home in Nephi. The reverse of that bulletin has different business' in town. If anyone can figure out where Fergs used to be, go there and as the winner, ask for their .17 cents per gallon of gasoline! Couldn't figure out how to turn photo, so you will just have to turn your eyes. Tis easier to do that then for me to try to fix it.