"Hey Culligan Man".

Emmett Culligan, a devout Catholic- was a published author before he started his famous soft water business in 1936,  In the early 1960's, a devout Mormon trekked down Track Street to Nephi from his hometown of Ft. Green, Utah to become the local "Culligan Man" and made it a booming business on the corner of 4th North and Main in Nephi. He lived up the street a block, then three blocks up the same street. As you may suspect by the obituary photo of Gayle Yorgason, he accepted our teenage yells of "Hey Culligan Man" as a friendly gesture, which it was. Throughout his life he always looked at things in the positive, even during his years of pain. He was a self educated but well read man of wisdom, and part of his DNA may have trickled down to sons Blaine and Brent Yorgason, who during their career, was highly sought after authors of true and fictional stories of courage and faith. My thoughts were their written words was an internal skill, but it was the Nephi Jones boys who help bring it to the surface. As kids, we would ride sleighs down the snow embankment of the old hollow on Fourth North and Third East. When a Yorgason sleigh veered out of control, it hit my brothers arm, causing a compound fracture. I vividly recall the ordeal, as I was the one that carried the non-supportive forearm of Hal until he walked home. I was the only one who cried. To Hal, it was just another broken arm. Later on Hal and Brent Yorgason used to ditch church services, so my thoughts were the Yorgason boys were so guilt ridden, they were forced to write noble stuff. Gayle is buried in the Yorgason family cemetery, which is about a mile north of Ft. Green. His oldest son-Gary is buried there as well. If you look west toward the fountains of green, you will see the solemn resting places, and if you remain still and ponder, you can sense the ora of other Denmark pioneer immigrants, including Hans Peter Olsen, the Llewellyn's and Hans Anderson. Just don't stand too long or you could get run over by the ghosts of 100,000 sheep that used to graze nearby, giving it the nickname of "Wool City", but you are welcome to visit for "Lamb Day".