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August/September 1985 | Volume 36, Issue 5
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August/September 1985 | Volume 36, Issue 5
If the West is an oasis civilization, as the historian Walter Webb once wrote, then Utah is the oasis civilization par excellence. It has a few more oases than Nevada, the only state that is more arid overall, but it also has more civilization, hard-won.
Utah’s terrain is rugged—the canyons and plateaus of the Green and Colorado rivers on the east and south, the Wasatch Mountains and their extension, the High Plateaus, in the middle, and the desert on the west. Settlement clustered where there was water, and there was most water along the Wasatch Front from Brigham City to Nephi, and in the fertile valleys between the plateaus. Even in the 1980s, three-quarters of Utah’s population live in the four central counties along the Wasatch Front. Much of the state remains a marvelously scenic but humanly uninhabitable wasteland.
Individuals did not settle Utah. Communities did—colonies “called” by Brigham Young to people the pockets and corners of Zion. The communal and oasis character of the settlement was enforced by church policy, by the paranoia resulting from persecutions in Illinois and Missouri, by the need for cooperative effort in the development of irrigation works, by the isolation of new settlements, and by the peculiar theology and sociology of Mormon society, both built around the family and community.
The result was that until very recently the Mormon town, as it existed in fact and as it existed in the Mormon mind, was a safe place, a sanctuary, in an essentially hostile world. The word home rings as commandingly in the Mormon ear as the school bell rings in the ears of obedient children. Love is centered there, family has its place there. Together with other homes, it makes part of a Stake in Zion, and those affections of the flesh will be realized in the flesh in the hereafter. Home and family have the sanction of Eternity.
Home, moreover, was always homey in Mormon communities. The earliest settlers had a large percentage of New Englanders among them; later immigrants were mainly from the British Isles and Scandinavia. Almost all were poor. Poverty and frontier hardship taught them to share and to make do with simple pleasures. Their homes, and therefore their towns, were and are almost oppressively middle class, huddled around the Ward House like chicks around a hen. Hemingway, who once described Salt Lake City as “clean but dull,” would have found smaller Mormon towns iust as clean but even duller.
Much has changed in Utah since World War ll, but, outside the metropolitan and industrialized center in the Salt Lake Valley, the addiction to rural simplicity and the idea of home is still strong. I have not lived in Utah since 1937, but every time I go back, I feel it. I am even more aware of it