Susan Arrington Madsen

'I swung myself up the gangplank amidst the waving handkerchiefs of my school-mates who were bidding me goodbye. I remember standing still, holding on to the railing as the boat glided out into the wide, soft darkness. I stood my ground without a tear until I saw a sweet, tear-stained face come into view. It was my mother. As she squeezed through the crowds, the heat and confusion almost overcame me. I remember whispering through the dark and the

What did pioneer children do for fun? What did they fear as they crossed the plains? What was it like for someone who traveled without parents? Many books have been written about the westward journey of the early latter day saints—often called one of the greatest epics in American history. In most of these descriptions however, children and teenagers are rarely seen and almost never heard. I Walked to Zion looks at this migration from the