It is amazing to think of what the early pioneers went through to build up our country. At Martin's Cove they had a little path that you could pull a handcart on, with sculptures that went along with quotes from handcart pioneer's journals. One of the excerpts was written by an 8-year-old boy. His 33-year-old father gave his rationed food to his family, and as a consequence, was weakened and one night, died. That same night the little boy's baby brother died from the cold. That could have been my family. Talk about bringing some of their sacrifice home!
I put Lincoln in my wrap and helped Stephen push one of the handcarts--it was a lot harder than I thought it would be, and our cart was empty!
4 comments:
Nice Claire, I grew up in Mtn. View, 6 miles from Ft. Bridger.
So cool! Have safe travels! Where are you today?
Now I wish we had stopped there. Sound like a nice day. Hope the rest of the trip was fun too.
What a cool place to stop!!! Have I told you lately what an AMAZING person and mother you are... no? well Claire - you are an AMAZING woman and I am SOOO glad to be able to call you my sister. We're gonna miss you all way out there (lol - not like we are that much closer...) but I'm soo excited for your family!
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