In 1873 Brigham Young realized for the first time that he, too, was mortal. It was not that he was so old (73) for he wasn't, but the years of heavy physical toil and the stress of even heavier mental burdens began catching up with him. He had arthritis. He knew that for his own sake and for the sake of his people, he must begin taking care of himself. The one thing he dreaded most of all was the cold winters. He was New England born and bred and had been a resident of Salt Lake City for most of his mature life, which should have inured him to the cold, but it hadn't. He realized that he must devise a scheme to avoid it as much as possible. St. George was the solution. Brother Brigham had a special place in his heart for this city. The house served as Brigham Young's Winter Home until his death in 1877.
The small building to the left was used for meetings