
Though I often heard Father say if there's anything sweeter than little kids, it's more little kids. He said he couldn't wait until Lafe was big enough to go with him, but when that day came, Father was suffering too much from the cancer to take him. Lafe, Reta, Inez and Kelland stayed Grandpa and Gramdma Schofield and Aunt Lucille, when Mother went with Father to the LDS Hospital in Salt Lake City, Utah. (I stayed with Grandma Jackson, so I could go twice a day to tend chickens & look after home.)

And when Lafe was a small boy, Uncle Will took him and Kelland with his boys on the father's & sons outing. Some one returned shortly after for supplies and Lafe came home with them. I don't remember the excuse he gave Mother for coming home, but she said she saw him standing in the yard and knew it was because he was missing his own father.

Lafe, Arlo (Brady), Lynn (Boice)* loved to ride their horses. Some times they would be gone most of the day, which was a great wory to Mother. They loved to go to Flat Top Mountain several miles east of Mansassa and try to round up or catch wild horses.
Always when he got near home, Lafe would give Pet, his horse free reins and she would go full speed for the corral. Mother held her breath for fear the horse would cut too close and the gate posts would scrape Lafe off, but they always made safely.
*Lynn Boice was a uncle to Lafe's wife, LaRee.
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