Alright there, pull up a stool by the fire, and let ol’ Clemmie spin you a yarn about what winter used to be like in our very own Cedar Valley. It weren’t always easy livin’, especially when the snow started to fly. Now, back in the early days, when folks first settled here in Lehi…
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Well hey there, neighbor.
If you’ve ever found yourself wonderin’ what used to stand where the Maverik is now, or why Old Man Pritchard insisted on wearing two hats at once (winter and summer, no exceptions), then you’ve stumbled into the right little corner of the internet.
Welcome to Dusty Boots & Tall Tales—a weekly saunter down the less-traveled backroads of Cedar Valley’s past. This isn’t the kind of history that’ll show up on a quiz. No sir. This is the type told on front porches, over picket fences, and occasionally shouted across the produce aisle at Ridley’s.
Each week, we’ll dust off a local story—maybe a forgotten fair, a peculiar tradition, or a character whose name still echoes through town like a screen door in the wind. We may not get every fact perfect (Clemmie Wrenfield is our resident researcher, and she files her notes in an empty cookie tin), but we promise to share a little smile, a little wonder, and maybe just a little more love for this patch of prairie we call home.
So go ahead—kick off those boots, grab a lemonade or something stronger, and let’s spin a tale or two.
Because around here, history ain’t just something you learn… it’s something you feel.
Yours in tales and tumbleweeds,
Clemmie Wrenfield
Unofficial Historian & Full-Time Eavesdropper