When we could have lived anywhere in Utah, within a reasonable distance to the airport, I'm sure many people wonder why we chose Farr West. Actually, I think everyone just wonders where it even is! In answer to that, it's a small community just west of Pleasant View and north of Ogden. There are cows there and not too many people--which we automatically figured constituted all the makings of a nice, down-to-earth, close-knit community.
We found a house there online for a good deal that looked like it would do. Although we had never actually SEEN the house or Farr West, we bought it--in hopes that it would turn out to be the kind of community we thought it would be. Over the past nine months, the good nature of the town and its people has gradually made itself manifest and we've really started to feel at home. But Sunday afternoon, all our hopes and expectations of Farr West Utah came to fruition.
We had just gotten out of a nice day at church. I had driven separately to go to choir practice earlier that morning, so Brock took the kids to load up with him. When I pull around the parking lot, I see that Brock has Kade in his car seat and Karlee on his lap--smiling and holding the steering wheel. I give him a shake of the head and a tap on the horn, but they both just smile and wave. So they go on ahead of me and pull out onto the main road, speed limit 50 mph, where lo and behold, the very first vehicle coming towards us in the opposite lane happens to be the Sheriff. I immediately plan in my mind the next hours of my life bailing Brock out of jail, explaining his Brittany Spears behavior and fighting the CPA for custody of my kids and then... something wonderful happens! The Sheriff gives them a nice big grin and the old one-finger-off-the-steering-wheel wave and keeps right on going! And that's when we knew, then and there...This was truly the kind of town we could plant some roots in.
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That is AWESOME! Small towns rule!
I love a good small town. That's a great story!
Only in Farr West! My mom grew up in Farr West and she really liked living there. My grandparents have since past away but my uncle is still living in there house on Harrisville Road. Farr West is a great place to raise a family. I am so glad that you are enjoying it there.
Gotta love a small town... but Brock - get that girl back in her carseat!!
So thats why people move to a small town. That might of been nice to know on behalf of Cody. He isn't the best driver. We could use a brake like that in life. I'm glad you got away with out a ticket, jail etc..!!! Now you just need to never let your kids drive with Brock! Hope all is well. We really need to hang out, we would love to see you guys. Have fun!
I can totally relate to that!! One of our kids gets to sit in the front seat on the way home from church and I really don't worry to much....since the Sheriff lives across the street and just smiles and waves!!
NO FLIPPIN WAY! I can't believe that. Clovis wouldn't even allow that. Be grateful MR. BROCK! glad you love it and yea BOY is coming. congrats you love machines.
Hi, Guys! I am glad to see that all is well in small-town, Utah. That is a fabulous story to tell your kids one day. Congratulations on the soon-to-be member of the family!
Since making a blog, I talk to Alex about how people are doing as I read, and he wants to ask Brock a question about SEI. I didn't have your new contact information, so if Brock could call him that would be great, 484-459-4681. Thanks! Take Care!
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