166. Reposting #33 and # 34, about my Dad Orson Pratt Miles's life -- in honor of Father's Day!
34. Dad's autobiography, early 1900's to World War I, by himself (By Ruth, his wife, my mother) : "There are two memories Pratt has mentioned that occurred at the Red Hill home. (It was just north of the Post Office on 2nd north and Main, a house or two going north on Diagonal Street.) Both have to do with accidents, and both included a certain girl, Hortense McQuarrie, who later moved east and became a millionaire. In memory of her time in Dixie she donated the money for the Daughters of the Utah Pioneers Memorial Building Museum here in St. George, which contains many relics and pictures of the early Dixie Pioneers. Pratt and Hortense were playing as all children loved to, up in one of the hay lofts in a barn. Pratt fell through where some boards were broken and as a result, his arm, as well as the boards, were broken. He remembers going home and then to the Doctor, who set it, not in a plaster of Paris cast as we do now, but in a le