I’ve lived in Midway for 45 years. I fell in love with Midway as a child when my aunt would bring my cousins, my brother and I to Midway every summer for a week. We would stay at the Homestead and go horseback riding and swimming. I knew this was the place I wanted to raise my daughter and moved here when she was only 5 months old. The most frequent question asked when I moved here was, “Why would you want to live so far away in the middle of nowhere?” Heber valley was far away in many ways. Traveling in the winter, on the two-lane Highway 40 in was both slow and treacherous, without front wheel or all wheel drive. I often chose to wait for the Greyhound bus to SLC that stopped once a day at the Grill Cafe. I boarded the bus with my baby daughter in one arm and a suitcase in the other. My two younger daughters also grew up here. I have never lost my love of living in this beautiful place and being part of this ever-changing community.