An Indian wandering his way over the hills, down the canyon and through the valleys, stopped at a bubbling spring, was refreshed by its clea...

In the fall of the year, some of the presidents of the Church and apostles would stop over night at Moccasin on their way to St. George fro...

As a boy I used to go with my cousins trapping quail. The quail traps were made of a light board box held up by a figure four trigger. When...

When I think of Moccasin, I think of Grandma Heaton. She was a strong force in the life of every one of her children and grandchildren; I ha...

The year of 1940 is one I'll never forget, as I am sure many others won't either. This was the year we had the big flood. It was Se...