The reason for this site.

Flowers courtesy of Mary

In the spring of 2009 I decided to stop by Summit, Utah to see what I remembered from my childhood at the Hulet home. Not knowing if the house even existed, I was pleasantly surprised to find it still standing. From that moment on I was hooked: I wanted to find out who were these people, where did they live, what did they do, what did they think about, and how am I related to them? --Kent
"In all of us there is a hunger, marrow-deep, to know our heritage, to know who we are and where we have come from. Without this enriching knowledge, there is a hollow yearning. No matter what our attainments in life, there is still a vacuum, an emptiness, and the most disquieting loneliness. "

— Alex Haley

From a dear friend:

The following is from the autobiographical sketch of Madeline Malan Farley and she is talking about her grandfather, John Combe, Italy, I quote...." Our Grandfather, John Combe was a religious man and went regularly to church, hungering for the "bread of life", to be spiritually fed, but emerged therefrom unsatisfied and would sometimes comment on the differences of the teaching of the day to those of the Savior and His Apostles. When he was on his death bed, our sister Mary Catherine was sitting in the room, and he said to her: "Take heed to my words, Mary, and remember what I say; that the old people may not, but the young and rising generation will see the day when the gospel shall be restored in its purity and powers. And in that day, Mary, remember me."