Imagine walking down 1900 West in the middle of the day and only a handful of cars pass by.
Eloise Hartman and Nola Baker Barker remember when life in Roy was like that.
"I used to walk all the way down 1900 West to my home on 2700, and I would maybe see five or six cars, and today, well, you know what it's like today," Barker said. "And we felt very safe. We never had to worry about someone stopping and bothering us. People didn't lock their doors."
The city has grown tremendously over the past 75 years, and even with the higher traffic volume, Hartman, 93, and Barker, 84, have always chosen to live in Roy.
"I love Roy city," Barker said. "It's a wonderful place to live, and the people here are wonderful as well."
Barker said when she was growing up in the city, everyone knew everyone.
"We had one church that was the center place for everything. We had dinners and dances, and everyone would bring their babies wrapped in a blanket and lay them down together on the stage," she said. "We also had a community movie night that cost about a dime, and everyone would come. We had a road called Cousin's Road, because everyone on that street was related. Now it's 6000 South. We had one store. It was called the Roy Mercantile. They carried everything from sugar, flour, candy and thread."
Barker remembers playing in rain ditches when she was a child, and the box elder trees that grew on the other side.
"All of the children would get together and build steps in the mud to make a bridge that would cross to the other side to where all of those big beautiful trees were, and we would play in those trees for hours," she said.
Every Saturday there would be a game of baseball in the park. Everyone would line their cars along the parking lot and honk their horns when someone hit a home run.
"When Roy city got (culinary) water from the spring up the canyon, we had a big celebration. In fact, I wonder if that was the beginning of Roy Days," she said. "The street was blocked off from the railroad tracks to about 2700 West, and we danced in the street. We literally danced in the street. We were so happy. By the time we got water, I was 10 years old, and oh, it was so soft. You'd wash your hair, and it would be so beautiful, and it tasted so good, too."
Hartman said when she moved from Hooper to Roy around 1943, her family had no electricity.
"My husband had built a little house for a Mrs. Mucky, and she let us hook onto her power," she said. "So my husband, Roy, crawled underneath the Bamberger tracks and pulled the cords through to get us power."
Hartman and her husband also owned and operated Roy's Meats. Their son, Roger, was the first full-time firefighter in Roy.
"Oh, I remember some horrible house fires, and we didn't have a lot of equipment to put them out, but then we got a mayor and he decided to start a volunteer fire department," she said. "When we got a mayor, things really started to blossom in the city."
Hartman said she's looking forward to the city celebration activities and was even asked to ride on one of the floats during the parade.
"Roy has been a very nice place to live. I'm 93 years old, and I have a lot of stories about this place. A lot of great memories."