It seems like we haven't had a Pioneer Day celebration in our ward or stake for a very long time. This photo is from a Ward Pioneer Day picnic from 1993 or 94 I think. They asked me to be Sister Friendly and tell pioneer stories. I was an over-achiever then, so I made a new pioneer dress. (I am pleased to report that I can still get into it - and zip it up all the way!!)
I grew up on pioneer stories. And I've read lots of them over the years. I'm sure I have favorites, but I can't recall the references or details - as in names. But I do remember reading the story about Mary Goble Pay, Sister Hinckley's great-grandmother, whose family was caught in winter snows before making it to the valley.
I also recall the story of Brother Millet - I cannot recall his first name. He and his family were pioneering in Southern Utah - Brigham Young sent many to colonize the various parts of the state - and they were all pretty much starving. One family was in dire straits - Brother Millet did have some provisions - but a man came to him and said, "The Lord told me to come to Brother Millet for help." Brother Millet shared what little he had, gratefully. He said, "I can't tell you how good it made me feel to know that the Lord knew who Brother Millet was."
I've always found that story profound and thought-provoking.
So Happy Pioneer Day - just think, if we lived in Utah, it would be a holiday!!