In the early 1960s, there was always an evening in mid-December when Dad would load us in the car and drive us into a magical night. My siblings and I did not go gently into that good night. Wide-eyed and full of joy, we could not contain ourselves.
On a Sunday afternoon in the spring of 1946, Neal Lundberg and Ez McArthur saddled up and set out on a horseback ride through town...The two were civic-minded men, and both were leaders of the St. George Lions Club, which had sponsored the annual Dixie Roundup Rodeo since 1935.
It was more than thirty-five years ago, but I remember it like yesterday. I was editor of St. George Magazine, a publication I and a couple of partners had willed into existence just three years earlier in the spring of 1983. I was invited to attend...