I would be amiss if I didn't bring up Mexican Hat, Utah. My Mothers' Mom (Grandma to me) , Lorena Maude Sage Fairclough Hunt, lived there with my Grandfather, Emery R. Hunt. Emery wasn't my blood grandfather but you couldn't tell him that. He treated me, my sisters, and family warmly and we were never made to feel different than any other part of his family. Emery taught my Dad and I how to properly prepare a channel catfish. We surely had good times sitting on the enormously huge slab boulders that are so prevalently dominant along the banks of the San Juan River. This muddy river traverses from Western Colorado, snake-like, through magnificent red rock lands to eventually find its' way to the Colorado River before the latter rivers' carving of the Grand Canyon. Emery showed Dad and me that by washing channel cats in warm-to-hot water; then scrubbing them lightly with a clean steel wool; that the result was a fish that would fry out as tasty or tastier than any. Many people peel the skin off a channel catfish as they are turned off by the sliminess of a freshly caught specimen; but, in doing so, they really miss out on the flavor of this fish. It is actually easier to scrub off the slime than to skin them and the results are just about as tasty as it gets. Dad and I would also fish the Verde River (in Arizona) together, as the channel catfish there were just as good, and , of course, much closer to home. It sure was wonderful to discover all the wonders around Mexican Hat, the San Juan and Verde Rivers, and to listen to Emerys' tales. He lived in the Mexican Hat area the majority of his life and was a well-regarded trader, outfitter, guide, river-runner, and family man in that area. Emery, Grandma Hunt, and Emerys' brother, Jim, owned and operated the San Juan Trading Post there in Mexican Hat. Emery and Grandma would later create and run EMs Trailer Park further up the highway (in the Northern-most part of Mexican Hat heading towards Blanding). Mexican Hat primarily exists solely along the highway and that is all there is to it. Thanks, Emery, Grandma, and Dad.