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One of the trips I made to Georgetown stands out prominently in my mind. It was the trip I made soon after our marriage, which took place Sept. 25, 1879. Wealthy's mother went with us in a white-top carriage. I think it was the seonc night from home, night overtook us at Riverdale in the north end of Cache Valley. We forded the river just as it was getting dark. The women folk were quite frightened, but after crossing we stopped with an old acquaintance of Sister Richards. On our return trip, we got to Meadowville (some called it Kimballville, as a number of Kimballs lived there), it was raining and we needed to get some shelter. We called at one of the biggest houses in town, but they couldn't take us in. We drove up near a log house and seeing a man outside, we asked where we could get a place to stay over night. The man quickly said, "Right here". When we got in the house we found it to be the home of Sister Kimball, wife of Heber C. Kimball and mother of J. Golden Kimball, who was an old acquaintance of Sister Richards. Big men are men where ever you find them. This was at a time when Golden and his brothers were but young men. Since that time we have made the trip to Georgetown and Soda Springs almost annually, or oftener.

After Wilford W. Richards, my wife's brother, married Emily Randall, I suggested he go to Georgetown and look after our rance. We moved a log house that was built by Ed. Stoddard down by the Bear River, up onto the Bobby White place for them to live. Later they bought a home and he was made Bishop of the Ward, Still later he moved to Paris, where he was a councillor to Pres. Shepherd of Bear Lake Stake. Here he had a large family, before he became suddenly sick and passed away at an early age. Wealthy and I were at his bedside during the last moments of his life. Later, Emily sold her home in Paris and moved to Logan where she could send her children to good schools and educate them and she has made a splendid job of it.