
I was living up in Payson Canyon above Blackhawk Junction with my father. There was no running water, no electricity, little food, and even less supervision. My job was to tend a small herd of goats, our payment for staying on the small private plot of mountain land. My father could be gone for days at a time while he was working somewhere in Utah County as a house painter. This was life after my parent's breakup. My brother and I lived with Dad in one place or another either in some tipi, tent, or abandoned trailer. After my brother... More about Daniel...