On March 10, 2021, Alma Jones would have celebrated his earth life of 118 years. He was such a perfect of the perfect fathers, his kids can't help but still celebrate by going on what we have been calling the "Alma Jones trek". We have lead family members consisting of a few of us up to 50 all over various states where Alma's father-Wm. Jones traveled as a muleskinner. Alma was called Dad by us, but "Cash" by others. This year, on his birthday, three of his five kids are jumping on a train at the Nephi Depot, taking us to Provo. We will then jump off and switch trains, then stop at the other side of the Point of the Mountain and break Hal loose from Maximum Security, then jump back on a freight train to Ogden. If our pioneer GPS is correct, we will then head west across the Great Salt Lake and on to Alaska to pick up little brother Gary B. with his Iditarod Dogs and we will beat all competitors on the thousand mile journey to Nome. Well, at least part of the plan is true. If we don't return to Salt Creek City, start church without us. If space permits after the typical Jones B.S., gaze at the photos of Cash Jones, rumored to be Al Capones western hit man in Prohibition days.
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