Fun Stories About Life In Logan, Utah

Family in Logan (first year)
Our family - first year in Logan (1967)

- The Talk -

While living in Logan, we purchased a tent-trailer. Wwe loved camping and spent almost every weekend during the summers in Guinavah-Malibu campground in Logan Canyon. One summer, when our kids were 6 and 7 years old, we took the family on extended camping trips to majestic Arches, Bryce and Zion National Parks.

Bryce Canyon
Phyllis and the kids are in the small arch (bottom left)
NOTE: Phyllis is 5'2" tall wearing a white blouse

That evening there was a tremendous storm which nearly demolished the trailer and really frightened us. We braced ourselves against the sides of the trailer attempting to add support from the fierce winds.

Apache Tent Trailer
Apache Tent Trailer

After the storm passed and we all got in our sleeping bags, we thought that this might be a good time to tell our kids about the “Birds and the Bees” (what were we thinking?) We methodically and carefully explained everything in great detail, but in terms we thought they could understand. We then asked if there were any questions. Silence….  Then a snore came from Chris. Finally, David asked, “Uh, Did Grandmama have Grandad?” OK, so we were not entirely successful!

- The Picture -

Edith Morgan (an editor of the Herald Journal newspaper) asked if she could feature our family in Good Cache Cooks. We stuffed a turkey, made a wonderful antipasto flower, and posed for photos. We later got a call from Edith telling us that David had crossed his eyes in the photo. In those pre-Photoshop days, she took a pen and attempted to draw in “normal” eyes – not completely successful.

Eye patch

- This Joint Is Jumpin' -

Here is one of the very funny (embarrassing) things that happened when we were living in Logan. One day in the Fine Arts Building, I spotted a “joint” on the stairs just outside the Departmental Office. I quickly picked it up and decided that I would take it home to serve as an object lesson to our young children. After viewing, up close, they know how to recognize and avoid it! A few weeks later, Phyllis and I were having the President of Utah State University, Glen Taggart, and his wife Phyllis, in for dinner.

Our son, Chris, came into the room with his hands tightly clasped together (obviously hiding something) and proudly announced, “Look what my Daddy brought home from the University!!!!! A marijuana cigarette!!!” This was a massive failure of my intended object lesson.


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