Keith: I have some fond remembrance of my Granddad Hinds. I think he was one of the kindest men that I ever knew. I say kind because I think he, when I remember him, he liked children.

Back to my first remembrance, my Granddad Hinds always had an old horse he called Buck, on a buggy. He used to have that thing loaded with kids, and he would take them up on the bench and down the south fields. I don't know how he ever dared to haul so many kids in one wagon.

Ted: How old were you when you first remembered him?

Keith: I think maybe I would be five—four or five years old. I can remember him when he had some red cows up in the yard, and he used to haul beet tops from the field in the fall, and he would stack them all over his yard. He would feed them to his cows in the wintertime. I can remember him when he still sent milk from these cows, and had this one old horse called Buck.

Ted: Did he always live in that house where Uncle Jack used to live? Were you born when your parents lived up in Idaho? How old was he then? I know Dad said he had already had that stroke and was pretty old. You must have known him before that? Was that ground mostly his that your dad farmed?

Keith: He had quite a big farm. He divided it up amongst his children.

Ted asked me if I was born in Idaho or born down here. When my folks moved down in Idaho, I was born up on the hill, up in the old Nelson place, where Russ Lower lives in that log house. I was the first one born in Utah after they moved back from Idaho.

My remembrance of Granddad—it seemed like I lived with him when I was a kid. The upper part of the lot, on the hill, was all full of apple orchard and peaches, apricots and cherries. He spent a lot of time up in this orchard. I can remember when the elk they had down by the creek in Smithfield. They had them in confinement until they got about six or eight of them, and they took them up in the hills and the elk would beat them back down. I can remember they would jump over into this orchard. I would go up with my granddad to run them out. I remember we was up in the apple orchard one day, and Uncle Don, he was up in a tree. I don't know how old he might have been, but he was up, way up high in the tree, and he fell and got his head between two parts of the tree and hung there by his neck! He couldn't get out, and I couldn't get up to get him. Grandpa, with his cane, reached up and put it under Don's feet and he gave enough pressure so Don could raise himself up out of this tree! It might have been a hangin'!

My granddad used to take us with him to the field to haul beet tops home in the fall. I believe he had more kids than he had beet tops, but one day, we was down in the field, Uncle Jim Hind's field, and he had a big load of beet tops on. I was around on the right side of the wagon, so I had to climb up on the beet tops on the back wheel, and the old Buck he had to pull, and he said Giddup, and I was on this wheel and fell in front of this wheel. I remember the wheel running right over me, with this load of beet tops on.

It ran over my middle, and I don't know. I got up and shook myself off, and I didn't dare to tell Grandpa! I guess he never knew to this day what happened. Because I was afraid he wouldn't let me go with him anymore, because I got on the wagon when I wasn't suppose to.

But he was an awful kind man. He liked horses. He liked to garden. He was always busy. When he had this stroke, then he wasn't able to do much gardening. He had to get rid of his cows, and get rid of old Buck. He used to have a cane in one hand and a hoe in the other. I don't remember him ever—the biggest swear word I ever heard him use was "You old Sooner." He would say to one of the old cows, "You old Sooner!"

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I remember Granddad and Aunt Hannah, they lived together. Aunt Hannah cared for him through all these years. She used to sew, and she was a real good cook. It seemed like they ate three meals a day whether they needed it or not!

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Ted: Did he ever come over to your house on Sundays, or anything like that, or did Hannah fix all his meals?

Keith: Granddad never, after I remember, he never come over to visit too much. It seemed like Aunt Hannah used to come over about twice a day, maybe three times. It was just across the road. Granddad, he was too busy around his place all the time to visit. I never remember him going down to Uncle Jim's place, or off of the place too much. He was really fussy about his yard and his fence and his surroundings. A weed—the sight of a weed would really—Granddad couldn't stand the sight of a weed. He was really neat around his place. The apple trees had to be pruned just right. They had to be sprayed. In the fall they would take the apples and put them in the basement. We had apples, we must have had every variety, varieties you don't get nowadays, the old Yellow Bellflower and the Northern Spy. They was eating apples. And then they summer apples. They always had a great supply of apples and vegetables in the basement.

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My granddad, he, after his stroke, he never attended church because the only way they had to go to Church in them days was walk and it was better than half a mile down to the old First Ward Church, and then there was quite a bunch of steps there to climb up and down. My granddad was a very religious man, and he understood the gospel, I think, really good, and had a testimony of it. I think he filled two missions to England and he was a devoted man to the church.

Ted: Did he come out with any of the pioneers, or how did he get out here. Do you know anything about that?

Keith: He was converted to the church in England. I don't know whether he was the only member of the family. He come over here. He had a brother Ben Hinds that was converted. He come over, and then he went to Canada, Ben Hinds went to Canada. And then he had another brother. I don't know whether he ever  married or not, but he went to Canada and I don't think they ever heard anything of him. Then his dad come over here…

Ted: Grandpa Hind's Dad?

Keith: Yes, and then he lived a block north of Granddad. They used to say that every Saturday night he'd make a trip back to England. He was on the water more than he was here!

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Ted: That's about most of the things I can think to ask. What about that house—I remember it as the house that Jack used to live in. Did your granddad live in that all the time you can remember? Did he build that? Where did that house come from?

Keith: I think my granddad built this house. I know he built it. It's still standing there. That's where all of his kids was reared. He had the place on the bench, he had land out in the north field and he had land in the south field. That's where my granddad resided all his life that I can remember.

He was slow to anger. I never did see my granddad when he ever got nervous or upset about anything.

I can just barely remember when they had the old horse powered thrashing machine, when they had horses to turn the thrasher. I can remember them thrashing up in his yard when I was just a kid, to see these horses go round and round on this old horse powered thrasher.

They set it up right in his corral where he had his cows. They had four teams on this horsepower, and they'd go round and round. I remember as a kid, I would used to sit there and watch these horses go round and round to generate power to pull this thrashing machine.

All of their hay, I can remember, used to be pitched off into the haystacks. They hauled it in there and shoveled it off onto the haystack. A lot of work.

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 My Aunt Hannah, I've never seen a more devoted person to Grandpa Hinds. And better care—she took care of him for maybe twenty years after he had his stroke. She had to bathe him and take care of him just like they would in a nursing home. She never complained or grumbled or anything else. I always felt so bad to think that when she went not too long after Granddad went—they operated on her and she had cancer and she never lived many days—and if there is anybody who had a warm spot in their heart for a person I sure did for her.

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