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My Kind of Town: St. George, USA Live a life worth cheering about, and live it with the people who care about you most. The way it’s meant to be by Dallen Earl Rosenkrantz St. George - the place you want to live It’s hot, it’s dry, and there isn’t anything really interesting about St. George. So why do we live here? It’s because almost everybody who lives here is awesome. It’s a place where everybody knows your name, and their always glad you came. Making your way in the world today takes everything you’ve got. Taking a break from all your worries, sure would help a lot. You want to be where you can see our troubles are all the same. You want to go where people know, people are all the same. Well, cheers for St. George, it’s the place for you. There aren’t many other places with people as nice as this. If you like worry free, this is the place you want to be. It’s the people who make the place, not the other way around. In St. George you don’t have to worry about getting mugged, or robbed; and if you do find yourself in trouble, you can always count on your neighbors to help you. Because St. George has a lot of golf courses, it has a lot of old people too; and a lot of old people means a generally laid back feel of society. Along with the people being helpful, the land is truly beautiful. Because it’s hot and dry, the land is covered in features only found in the desert. There is red rock that looks like it goes on forever, lava rock pouring over plateaus, and all the other beauty that comes with being a desert. Being a kind of a medium sized city, it’s as fresh as a pie straight out of the oven, yet still has some flavor. There’s always something to do. Whether it’s hiking, biking, or just lounging around on the porch you can always be satisfied. If you do get bored, there are a lot of cool places nearby. There is Las Vegas, Zion, Moab, Salt Lake City, and the list goes on and on. So between the people and the area, it’s just a great place to live. DHHS Magazine, November 2013
My Kind of Town: Everywhere Describing each place using lyrics of songs by; Journey, The Animals, Beatles, Jason Aldean, Drake Bell, Alan Jackson, Rascal Flats, Justin Moore, Scorpion, Carrie Underwood, Tim McGraw, Billy Curington, and Johnny Cash My Towns A small story on every place I’ve been from North to South Just a city boy, born and raised in Salt Lake City, I lived here until I was 8 years old. It was a shady place, with a singer in a smoky room. Smell of wine and cheap perfume. All around people looking half dead, walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head. But at night it’s a different world. We lived with my grandmother and when we moved she said to me, “He is leaving home, she’s leaving home, after living here for so many years. He’s leaving home…bye bye.” Next I lived in Enoch, a tiny town in the middle of the state. It was a tiny town with all that he said, she said. Ain’t it funny how rumors spread? I sit back know and think about them good old days the way I was raised in those southern ways. Enoch was beautiful in every way and the people always had the best advice. “Your greatest contributions are the ones you leave behind.” I was told one day by an older gentleman. When I turned 11 I hit the road again. My dad would always tell us kids that life was a highway. Sometimes you bend, sometimes you stand, and sometimes you’ll turn your back to the wind, but there’s always light at the end of the tunnel to look forward to. Picture Next place to live was Hurricane and I spent a lot of time here. I remember we moved late at night and our electricity wasn’t on and when we finally pulled up to our new home my brother, Dakota, jumped out of the moving van and screamed at the top of his lungs, “HERE I AM! ROCK YOU LIKE A HURRICANE!” I walked up to him, smacked the back of his head and told him, “This is our temporary home; it’s not where we belong. Windows and rooms, we’ll be passing through. This is just our stop on where we’re going.” I lived in Hurricane until I was 15 years old, and I did a lot of my real growing up in Hurricane. Hurricane was beautiful but a much older community, not very different than St. George. Back on the highway, in a way, and moved to little country town of Leeds. Leeds is where I live watching the green grass grow, the corn pop up in rows. We get a lot of visitors who are probably thinking that Leeds is where the rednecks come from. It’s almost as if all of Leed’s residents have a script to give directions, because all of the people will give you the same directions to get to Zion’s National Park, “Way up yonder past the caution light there’s a little store with an old U-Haul sign. You gotta stop and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea. Then a left will take you to Hurricane, but a right will bring you right back to us.” I’ve loved everywhere I’ve lived. I’ve been everywhere, crossed the desert, and breathed the mountain air. I’ve been to Salt Lake City, Enoch, Mt. Pleasant, Hurricane, St. George and Leeds as well as everywhere in between. DHHS Magazine, November 2013
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