Russell's Ruminations

These writings are my own. I try to support my thoughts with quotes and scripture references – my thoughts are in blue; references are in black. I don’t profess doctrinal infallibility or authority, nor do I have any standing as a spokesperson for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. If you find these writings useful, I am pleased. If they contend with your understanding of a subject, I apologize. If there a topic you wish to discuss, I will do my best to respond.

Wednesday, May 30, 2018

The Wild Chicken Eggs Incident (circa 1953)

We only lived in LaVerkin, Utah for about 2 years, but I thought that it was a wonderful place to live, with considerable forgiveness for boyish mischief and stupidities, and all the freedom I wanted of the town and the hills.

I quickly made friends with Leon Duncan, who lived next door to me. We did everything together. We roamed the hills and fields around LaVerkin all summer, went to Church together, worked on our Trekker bandaloes together (an LDS Primary thing), and cooked and ate some rotten eggs together, among other equally dumb things.