That’s right, these chairs above represent how busy it was when I walked into the St. George DMV. Compare to Las Vegas DMV below. And that’s just one section!
To all my friends from Las Vegas who have to waste an entire day or two trying to get something done at the DMV: my wait time was maybe – 39 seconds? Go ahead and be jealous!
Not only was it NOT busy, but our worker was really nice too. And she was wearing pink! She was the best part of all.
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The FMJ Zoo is a 12-acre parcel that was turned into a small zoo by one of the Crick’s most beloved people, “Uncle Fred Jessop.” From what I understand, Uncle Fred loved children and created the zoo to bring enjoyment to the little ones growing up here. It used to have bears, a giraffe I think, and more. At some point,Uncle Fred died and the zoo was forced to close. Today it is being renovated to once again become a place of happiness in the community.
The pond is being stocked with fish, special fishing and picnicking locations were set up, and it is being turned into a nature center. The photos below are from a special work day project sponsored by the Fern Foundation (led by Lindsay Hansen Park) where lots of outside volunteers came in to help make a difference.
It was beautiful to see all the FLDS here exercising their right to vote.
Ever since the tragic flood of 2015 (read about it HERE), this community is very sensitive whenever there is a flood warning, or when it floods. Tolga and I were out walking – taking photos – early in the morning when the rain started. Within an hour, the rains had created a raging flood that was so powerful, we worried it was going to wash a walkway bridge away. We were awestruck by its force, dragging strong, heavy trees like they were feather-light twigs. As soon as the rain stopped, the city trucks were out removing the wash over the streets. Although we thought it would take a month to do the cleanup, the streets were clear and drive-able by that afternoon. The sun came out, some flowers survived and the chickens bawked in the underbrush like nothing extraordinary happened. We gave words of encouragement to a fearless snail, then we walked home in utter amazement, and thankful everyone in the community stayed safe.
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