Utah State Route 132 - History

History

The route was formally established in 1933 with the purpose of connecting Nephi to US-50, which is now US-6. In 1945, the route was swapped with SR-148, forming the present route west of Nephi. In 1969, the route was extended east to Pigeon Hollow Junction along a roadway that had been signed as U.S. Route 189 in the 1930s.

The road from US-91 (now SR-28) in Nephi to and beyond Pigeon Hollow Junction was added to the state highway system in 1910, and became part of State Route 11 in the 1920s. As the part south of Pigeon Hollow Junction was (and still is) marked as US-89, the Nephi-Pigeon Hollow Junction connection was marked as a branch, US-189, from about 1930 until 1938 (when a new US-189 was created).

West of Nephi, State Route 132 was formed in 1933 to connect Nephi to US-50 (now US-6) near Jericho. State Route 148 was also formed at that time, connecting US-50 in Lynndyl to Leamington, and two years later it was extended to meet SR-132 west of Nephi. SR-132 and SR-148 were swapped in 1945, giving SR-132 its current route west of Nephi. SR-148 was removed from the state highway system in 1969, and at the same time, SR-132 was extended east to Pigeon Hollow Junction, replacing part of SR-11. (The next piece to the south became part of SR-32.)

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