I lived in a small town in Central Utah. My bedroom was the south east corner of the house with a double wide window on the south. The sun shined through that window on a Spring morning, it was just beautiful as it shone through the white organdy criss-cross curtains on the polished wood floor.
The biggest event in school was the 2nd week in May, the tulips, daffodils, and sweet peas were all in bloom and lilacs every where and girls day. We had a luncheon in the afternoon for our mothers and a dance at night, girls choice. All the gym was decorated with lilacs, everyone was glad to let us cut them, not too many tulips or daffodils though. This was at the end of the 2nd World War and cloth was not very often in the stores, however Christensen’s department store was getting some in and Mother got up at 4 in the morning and stand in line with all the other women in Sevier County to get material for Joy and I (Joy, my sister) to make us new dresses. My material was white with purple lilacs, it was gorgeous and I got new white sandals because Dad had not used his shoe stamps.
During the 2nd World War sugar, rubber, gas, shoes were all rationed so the boys and girls in the armed forces could have what they needed to fight Germany and Japan.
At the dance I discovered another girl from Central had the same shoes. I was furious because I thought I was just a mite better than she was. What a brat I was.
It was warm enough we also started to go up Monroe Canyon for either breakfast or supper. Mother’s whole family lived in Monroe then and usually some of them would come.
My birthday comes in the Spring so that was also a big event.
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