Growing Up in a Spudtown Introduction
By Wayne J Ririe
This was an introduction that
Wayne sent me several years before he actually completed "Spudtown."
If you haven't had a chance to read the entire 153 page book, contact
me and I'll see what I can do about getting a copy sent to you. I'm
trying to get a digital copy of this book to format as a pdf and host
Ririe.org. This great book is "Classic Wayne" and
gives the reader a fascinating insight into life in Ririe from 1933 to
To everyone who has passed age 30 and reflected on the perils and
promises of life. It is hoped that somewhere in the pages of "Spud Town" you
will discover a bit of your life. I wish you to see a reflection of
your youth, the one who was, but now only lives in faint memory.
"The end of our exploring will be to arrive where we started and
know the place for the first time"(T. S.Elliot)
In every life, no matter the time and place,
there is a certain element of adventure- it only has to be identified
and enjoyed in memory. Author
Lewis Mumford gives a vivid description: “There comes a time-it
is the beginning of manhood or womanhood-when one realized that adventure
is as humdrum as routine unless one assimilates it, unless one relates
it to a central core which grows within and gives it contour and significance.
Raw experience is empty, just as empty in the forecastle of a whaler
as in a chamber of a courthouse: it is not what one does, but in a manifold
sense, what one realizes that keeps existence from being vain and trivial."
SPUD TOWN REVISITED
I know who my people are
Only time has distanced me from them
Their bodies now rest in covered graves
Yet they exist as beings who think and feel
Grey stones announce a life once lived
Glorious angels announce they will live again.
There stirs in each of us an inner drive to progress. Great are the
perils faced in the past by adventurous souls who longed to find new
hope. Doors of opportunity open in many ways. Vistas of dreams realized
came sometimes naturally, sometimes miraculously.
The story of "Spud Town" began a long
time ago in far off Scotland. There stands a small house of stone surrounded
by grassy splendor.
Trees on the West provide a shield from the summer sun and a break from
the winter wind. The challenging climate helped produce a hardy people.
The Scots are in a word 'tough'. The ancients were called Picts, of Celt
origin. Later others migrated from Scandinavia, Ireland, and England
to Scotland over many decades. The Picts no longer survive as an identifiable
race. The new Scot however, still possesses the same drive and ambition
of the Picts, tempered with civility.
The Romans invaded England in 43AD. The Scots
were still a bit barbaric. The Roman emperor, Hadrian, fenced Scotland
in with a 20-ft high 7-ft
wide stone wall manned by 5,000 troops. Such was the valiant Romans fear
of the dreaded Scots. Hadrian’s wall ran from ocean to ocean between
Roman England and free Scotland. Much of the wall still stands today.
David Ririe, founder of Ririe, (Spud Town) was the son of James Ririe,
a free Scotchman. James was born in the stone home previously mentioned.
The permanence of this ancient home merited a permanent name. 'Walkend'
is still the name of James' birthplace. Slate shingles peeked by time
and partly covered by moss still cover the room where James entered mortal
In 1999, I walked the quarter mile from Old Fraser Castle to Walkend.
I sensed a feeling of home being so close to my ancestor's birthplace.
It was like I could feel their spirits still in the meadows and groves
of trees on their homeland. I felt complete and peaceful knowing I was
walking on sacred ground where they walked. The delightful Scottish accent
of the people gives me a hint of what great grandfather would have sounded
like. The shrill bagpipe music seemed to sink deep into my being, like
I belonged part to the past and part to the present.
Religion changed the path of James Ririe away from his beloved Scotland.
Mormon missionaries contacted the Ririe family and soon there stirred
within them a desire to move on. Move on they did. After arriving by
way of a long sea journey, James and his brother David, traveled by covered
wagon from Kansas City to Utah.
To be continued...
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