EVER LOST YOUR DOG? NEPHI'S GARY B. JONES DID RACING THE IDITAROD

Most folks in Juab County remember the name of Gary B. Jones, who was among the Juab High Class of 66. He was friendly to all, but a classified loner. He self adapted to do things on his own, and his best friends were not always people, although he appeared as such. His best friends were animals and he kept a variety of em around. In the summer months when it was too hot to sleep in the Nephi Jones home built in 1885, he would often be found sleeping in the barn with his feathered friends or animals. He knew how to survive on his own, and could bury himself under the brush during the deer hunt and make a surprise attack on the buck who had no idea that Gary was laying in wait. He easily became the best US Army Ranger and could live on his own on a surveillance excursion in the middle of no where during the Viet Nam Era. He then worked with the airlines and invited me to Alaska to go bear hunting. I was hungry and thought we would stop at a local drive in. Nope, we headed for one of his cabins; stopped in the middle of the forest and retrieved a gun and shot a wild bird that we roasted. That has always been Gary B. In Alaska, he is known only as G.B. Jones and now has written four books, the latest being one about losing one of his dogs while racing the thousand miles across the Alaskan Tundra in the Iditarod. A book has been donated to the Nephi City Library for all of Juab County folks to read. It is breathtaking and hard to put down once you start. It will be available on Monday, so we advertise it here and in The Times News. G.B. used to have a contract with the Alaska Railroad to pick up the dead animals the train hit. He would then bring them back and cook the meat for his kennel of dogs. He knew how to live on nothing but nature and Duct Tape he put around his Iditarod Sled Dog boots.