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Living married Living [Group Sheet] [Family Chart]

1. Richard Nelson Whipple was born on 17 Feb 1981 in Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States; died on 17 Feb 1981 in Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States.
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Other Events and Attributes:

• FamilySearch ID: KW4T-4XL
• Census: 1940, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Initiatory (LDS): 3 Jan 1967, SLAKE

Notes:

Based on personal records of Steven Whipple.

BIRTH: Copy of Birth Certificate in the possession of Steven Whipple.

Obituary: Alvin Eugene (Gene) Whipple passed away peacefully on Tuesda y , July 7, 2020, after a valiant struggle with Parkinson’s disease.

He was born March 7, 1935 to Eugene Brook (Dean) and Mary Grace Whippl e . He was the oldest of six children. He met and married his sweethear t Fr ankie Nelson on September 25, 1952. He was a Korean War veteran. Tog ethe r he and Frankie had six children, 26 grandchildren, and 18 great-gr andch ildren. He was a devoted husband and father who was always happies t wit h his family around.

Gene was a trained electronics technician, and he worked many years fo r H ercules. He was very creative, constructing a beautiful doll house fo r hi s daughter that all the grandchildren loved, as well as a gliding ai rplan e swing that hung suspended from the ceiling in the family room. Hi s arti stic skills expanded into graphic arts. He was very talented usin g waterc olors and oil paints. He won many ribbons for his paintings, an d his “Far mers Market” painting won best of show in the amateur class a t the Stat e Fair. He was invited to display many of his art pieces for a n exhibit a t the Midvale Library.

Gene was an outdoorsman who loved sail-boating and camping. He serve d a s Scoutmaster in his ward for many years, helping his sons as they gr ew u p in the scouting program. He also enjoyed building model airplanes . He a nd his children spent many happy hours out in the fields flying th e plane s.

Gene is survived by his wife Frankie; children: Terry (Susan), Randy (Ka r en, deceased), Steven (Kelly), Christopher (Vanh), Lillie (Patrick) Nee le y, and David (Jessica); brothers: Harold, Leon, and LeRoy. Preceded i n de ath by his parents, brothers Vernon and LaMar.

A family viewing will be held on Tuesday, July 14, 2020 from 10:00-11: 0 0 a.m., immediately followed by a graveside service at 11:00 a.m. Bot h ev ents will be held at the West Jordan Cemetery, 7925 South 1300 West , nort heast end (opposite Gardner Village).

Alvin married Frankie Nelson on 25 Sep 1952 in Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States. Frankie (daughter of Don Giles Nelson and Gladys Benson) was born on 1 Jan 1937 in Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States; was christened on 25 Apr 1937 in Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States; died on 22 Nov 2021 in West Jordan, Salt Lake, Utah, United States; was buried on 11 Dec 2021 in West Jordan City Cemetery, Salt Lake, Utah, United States. [Group Sheet] [Family Chart]

Other Events and Attributes:

• FamilySearch ID: LFGT-HWF
• Census: 1940, Price, Carbon, Utah, United States
• Initiatory (LDS): 3 Jan 1967, SLAKE

Notes:

Based on personal records of Steven Whipple.

MARRIAGE: Copy of Marriage Certificate in the possession of Steven Whipp l e.

MARRIAGE: Copy of Temple Marriage Certificate in the possession of Stev e n Whipple.

BIRTH: Copy of Birth Certificate in the possession of Steven Whipple.

Obituary: Frankie Nelson Whipple passed away peacefully Monday, Novemb e r 22, 2021, at age 84. She was born January 1, 1937, to Gladys Benson a n d Don Giles Nelson, the second of three children. She married her swee t h eart Gene Whipple September 25, 1952. Together they had six children : Ter ry (Susan), Randy (Lynn), Steven (Kelly), Christopher (Thong Vanh) , Lilli e Neeley (Patrick), David (Jessica), and many grandchildren and g reat -gr andchildren.

Frankie was a life-long learner. She loved reading and sharing books wi t h her grandchildren. With determination she earned her bachelor’s degr e e from the University of Utah in education, magna cum laude, while sti l l raising her family. She was a member of Phi Kappa Phi and Phi Beta Ka pp a. She Completed the requirements for the Honor's Program. She taugh t rea ding at Hillcrest Junior High and was very successful at it. Franki e wa s also a gifted writer and poet.

Frankie was a talented seamstress. She made many of her own clothes, a s w ell as several adorable matching outfits for the children. She love d stuf fed animals, fairies, and anything whimsical. Her house reflecte d her lov e of color and pattern together.

Frankie loved traveling. She and Gene spent their golden years traveli n g around the US in their motor home. She especially loved Native Americ a n art and memorabilia.

Frankie was very musical, and she was an accomplished pianist and pl a y e d many of the classics such as Chopin and Rachmaninoff. She taugh t pi ano to her grandchildren. She was a choir director and organist in h er wa rd for many years. One of her greatest joys was to gather around th e pian o at Christmastime and sing Christmas songs in parts.

Her family meant everything to her. She loved having get-togethers at h e r house with family around. Christmas Eve was a big event in her life , an d she loved the noisy, messy event with the grandchildren’s squea l s of d elight with her gifts. You could always find her with the newes t baby i n her arms.

Frankie is survived by her children, grandchildren. She was preceded i n d eath by her husband, parents, and her brother Kaye and sister Lorrain e, d aughter-in-law Karen, and great-grandson Jonathan Wareing.

The funeral will be held on Saturday, December 11th, at 11:00 a.m., at t h e Premier Funeral Services (67 East 8000 South) in Midvale. A viewing w il l precede the service at 10:30 a.m. We would request that those atten d i n g wear masks.

We would like to thank the caring staff and Copper Ridge Care Center f o r their thoughtful care to Mom and Dad while they were there.

Notes:

MARRIAGE: Copy of Marriage Certificate in the possession of Steven Whipp l e.

MARRIAGE: Copy of Temple Marriage Certificate in the possession of Stev e n Whipple.

Other Events and Attributes:

• Initiatory (LDS): COMPLETED, SLAKE
• FamilySearch ID: KWJD-WTT
• Census: 1900, Pleasant Green, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Census: 1910, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Census: 1920, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Census: 1940, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States

Notes:

Birth: Utah, Birth Registers, 1892-1944

He and Grace were divorced Jan. 8,1953 in Salt Lake City, but remarrie d S ept 6, 1953 in Elko, Nevada, according to Grace's genealogy sheets. T err y Whipple acted as proxy for him in the marriage sealing ceremony a t th e Jordan River Temple on Jan. 19, 1983. Lamar Whipple handled his en dowme nt.

Went by the name of Dean.

Eugene married Mary Grace Peterson on 23 May 1934 in Coalville, Summit, Utah, United States. Mary (daughter of Henry John Pedersen and Marvel Alice Ray) was born on 6 Nov 1911 in South Jordan, Salt Lake, Utah, United States; was christened on 6 Jan 1912 in South Jordan, Salt Lake, Utah, United States; died on 9 Jan 1990 in Murray, Salt Lake, Utah, United States; was buried on 12 Jan 1990 in South Jordan Cemetery, Salt Lake, Utah, United States. [Group Sheet] [Family Chart]

Other Events and Attributes:

• FamilySearch ID: KWD8-X3K
• Census: 1920, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Census: 1930, South Jordan, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Census: 1940, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Initiatory (LDS): 22 Jan 1983, JRIVE

Notes:

Grace never seemed to know for sure whether her name was Peterson or Ped e rsen when she was born. Also, she occasionally claimed that her name a t b irth was Maryann Grace, but her mother has denied this and said her n am e was Mary Grace. Her birth certificate shows her name as Mary Grace P ete rson.

Birth: Copy of Birth Certificate in the possesion of Steven Whipple.

Death: Copy of Death Certificate in the possession of Steven Whipple.
U.S., Social Security Death Index, 1935-2014

Other Events and Attributes:

• FamilySearch ID: KWCN-V52
• Census: 1910, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States
• Census: 1920, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States
• Initiatory (LDS): 28 Apr 1922, LOGAN
• Census: 1930, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States
• Census: 1940, Price, Carbon, Utah, United States

Notes:

Birth: Idaho, Birth Index, 1861-1912, Stillbirth Index, 1905-1962

Death:, U.S., Social Security Death Index, 1935-2014

Obituary: Salt Lake Tribune

Don Giles Nelson, 80, of Salt Lake City, passed away Jan. 25, 1985 of na t ural causes. Born Sept. 15, 1904 Preston, Idaho to Joseph G. and Aleme d a Giles Nelson. Married Gladys Benson Dec. 8, 1930 in Evanston, Wyomin g ; later solemnized in the Logan LDS Temple. He served a mission in th e Ha waiian Islands. He learned responsibility early in life, running a f arm a t the age of 12. He earned an associate degree from Utah State Coll ege. T aught auto mechanics and body and fender repair at Utah Tech. He r an hi s own business for many years. He took great joy in the achievement s of h is children. He left them a great legacy: The value of honest work . Survi ved by his wife, Gladys, children, Kaye Fred, Mrs. A. Eugene (Fra nkie) Wh ipple, Mrs. John (Lorraine) Brown, all Salt Lake City; 14 grandc hildren , nine great-grandchildren; brothers and sister, Scott G., Phoeni x, Ariz. ; Mrs. Ed (Anna) Laub, Carson City, Nevada; Jarl G., Boise, Idah o; John A ., Salt Lake City. Funeral services Monday, 12 noon, Mountain V iew Memori al Estates, 3115 East 7800 South, where friends m ay call on e hour prio r to services. Internment Mountain View Memorial Estates. Fun eral directo rs Memorial Estates Mortuary.

LDS Mission:
Hawaiian Sandwich Islands
October 1922–1924
Age Called: 18
Hawaii

Set Apart: 10 October 1922
End Date: 1924
Departed From Home: 7 November 1922
Priesthood office: Elder
Priesthood: Elder
Called From: Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States
Set apart by: Richard R Lyman

Don married Gladys Benson on 8 Dec 1930 in Evanston, Uinta, Wyoming, United States. Gladys (daughter of Frank Taft Benson and Elizabeth Greaves "Lillie" Eames) was born on 12 Nov 1909 in Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States; died on 27 Jan 1995 in Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States; was buried on 31 Jan 1995 in Mountain View Memorial Estates Cemetery, Cottonwood Heights, Salt Lake, Utah, United States. [Group Sheet] [Family Chart]

Other Events and Attributes:

• FamilySearch ID: KWCN-V5L
• Census: 1910, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States
• Census: 1920, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States
• Initiatory (LDS): 16 Dec 1931, LOGAN
• Census: 1940, Price, Carbon, Utah, United States

Notes:

Birth: Idaho, Birth Index, 1861-1912, Stillbirth Index, 1905-1962

Death: U.S., Social Security Death Index, 1935-2014

Obituary: Salt Lake Tribune
Gladys Benson Nelson, 85, died January 27, 1995.

She was born November 12, 1909 in Preston, Idaho to Elizabeth Greaves Ea m es and Frank Taft Benson. She married Don Giles Nelson on December 8, 1 93 0. The marriage was later solemnized in the Logan LDS Temple.

Gladys earned a teaching certificate from the Utah State Agricultural Co l lege and taught for several years, both before and after her marriage . La ter she worked for many years at the Shriner's Crippled children's H ospit al, where she gave the most tender care to the children placed in h er cha rge.

Our dear mother devoted most of her energy to her children and grandchil d ren. She also nursed her husband and two sisters through their last pai nf ul months on earth. No one has given more love, more time, and more en erg y to her family than she. She provided protection and security for al l o f us.

Next to her family, Gladys best loved books and the study of history. S h e was a true scholar.

She is survived by two sisters, Carmen Lewis and Zenda Mabey, a son, Ka y e F., two daughters, Frankie and Lorraine, and their spouses; 14 grandc hi ldren and 21 great-grandchildren.

Funeral services will be Tuesday, January 31 at 12 noon at the Memor i a l E states Mortuary, 3115 East 7800 South, where friends may call on e h our prior to the services.

MEMORIAL SERVICE
for
GLADYS BENSON NELSON
Officiating: Bishop K.F.Nelson
Family Prayer: Terry Whipple
Prelude Music: Dawn Moschetti
Invocation: Marilyn Nelson
Obituary: K.F.Nelson
Musical Number: The Lord's Prayer....
Terry and Susan Whipple
Memories of Grandmother: read by
Alicia and John (Tig) Brown
Vocal Solo: Amazing Grace.....Lyn Stanton
accompanied by Susan Whipple
Remarks: K.F. Nelson
Vocal Solo: How Great Thou Art....Lyn Stanton
accompanied by Susan Whipple
Benediction: Benson Lewis
Postlude: Dawn Moschetti
Dedication of the Grave: Eugene Whipple

Other Events and Attributes:

• FamilySearch ID: KW6X-L66
• Census: 1860, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Census: 1870, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Initiatory (LDS): 27 Feb 1871, EHOUS
• Census: 1900, Pleasant Green, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Census: 1910, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Census: 1920, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States

Notes:

Occupation: Carpenter

SOURCE: LDS Collectors Library: Early LDS Membership Data.

SOURCE: Death Certificates, State of Utah

Burial: Salt Lake City Cemetery Plot A-7-3-3W

Daniel married Ellen Hirst on 28 Dec 1877 in Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States. Ellen (daughter of John Hirst and Charlotte Brook) was born on 3 Feb 1862 in Cornholme, Yorkshire, England; died on 21 Dec 1935 in Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States; was buried on 24 Dec 1935 in Salt Lake City Cemetery, Salt Lake, Utah, United States. [Group Sheet] [Family Chart]

Other Events and Attributes:

• FamilySearch ID: KW6X-L6F
• Initiatory (LDS): 28 Dec 1877, EHOUS
• Census: 1900, Pleasant Green, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Census: 1910, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Census: 1920, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States

Notes:

SOURCE: Death Certificates, State of Utah

Burial: Salt Lake City Cemetery Plot A-7-3

Pioneer
John G. Holman Company (1868) Age at departure: 6
About 650 individuals and 62 wagons were in the company when it began i t s journey from the outfitting post at Benton, Wyoming.

Obituary: Mrs. Ellen Hurst Whipple, 73, widow of the late Daniel Whippl e , died at the family residence, 957 Ninth East Street, at 2 a.m. Saturd ay .

Born in England February 3, 1862, Mrs. Whipple was a daughter of John a n d Charlotte Brooks Hurst. She had resided here the last 32 years.

Surviving are five sons, George W., J. Ernest, Orley K. and Eugene D. Wh i pple, all of Salt Lake City, and Leonard H. Whipple, Tacoma Wash.

Salt Lake Telegram, 1935-12-21 State and Local Obituaries

Other Events and Attributes:

• FamilySearch ID: KWJ6-ZGS
• Census: 1900, Sandy, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Initiatory (LDS): 19 Oct 1910, SLAKE
• Census: 1920, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Census: 1930, South Jordan, Salt Lake, Utah, United States

Notes:

SOURCE: Family Records Marvel Alice Ray

SOURCE: Death Certificates, State of Utah

The name Pedersen was changed to Peterson, Pedersen is correct. Peders e n was dropped in school by Henry when the teacher told him the "proper " w ay to spell Peterson.

Henry married Marvel Alice Ray on 19 Oct 1910 in Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States. Marvel (daughter of Edward Ray and Julia Amanda Ostler) was born on 10 May 1892 in South Jordan, Salt Lake, Utah, United States; died on 28 Feb 1990 in Draper, Salt Lake, Utah, United States; was buried on 3 Mar 1990 in South Jordan Cemetery, Salt Lake, Utah, United States. [Group Sheet] [Family Chart]

Other Events and Attributes:

• FamilySearch ID: KWZ8-5FG
• Census: 1900, Herriman, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Census: 1910, South Jordan, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Initiatory (LDS): 19 Oct 1910, SLAKE
• Census: 1920, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
• Census: 1930, South Jordan, Salt Lake, Utah, United States

Notes:

Death: U.S., Social Security Death Index, 1935-2014

Obituary: Marvel Alice Ray Peterson, loving mother, grandmother and sist e r, died February 28, 1990 at the age of 97.

Born May 10, 1892 to Edward and Julia Ostler Ray. Married Henry J. Pete r s on October 19, 1910 in the Salt Lake LDS Temple. He preceded her in d ea th November 17, 1961. Active member of the LDS Church, holding many po sit ions in the Wells Ward. Survived by two daughters, Mrs. R. F. (Doroth y) W ilson; Helen McCaul; son, Harold Peterson; 24 grandchildren; 66 grea t-gra ndchildren; and many great-great-grandchildren. Also a sister, Jun e Fergu son. Preceded in death by one daughter and five sons. Funeral ser vices wi ll be held Saturday, March 3, MacKay Lake Hills Mortuary, 100 5 5 South St at e Street, Sandy, where friends may call Friday evening, 6 - 8 p.m., an d one hour prior to services. Interment, South Jordan Cemete ry.



MARVEL ALICE RAY

Marvel Alice Ray was born 10 May 1892 in South Jordan, Utah, to Edward R a y and Julia Amanda Ostler. She lived with her grandparents from age tw o y ears until she was married. She married Henry John Peterson on 19 Oct obe r 1910 in the Salt Lake Temple. He was born 9 October 1889 in Sandy , Utah , to Oliver Pederson and Johanna Rebecca Hagstrom. They were the p arent s of nine children: Mary Grace, Henry LaVaughn, Leonard George, Rol and, E ugene Allen, DeVerl, Harold, Dorothy Marvel, and Helen Ruth.
After their Marriage, they lived in South Jordan. They later moved to Mi d vale, and then back to South Jordan where he operated a small store fo r a bout five years. In addition to running the store, he also was forema n a t the U.S. Smelter and also did some farming. He sold his store and t he y moved to Salt Lake City where they made their home.
Marvel completed the eighth grade in school, which as much school as mo s t children received then.
She worked in many positions in the LDS church: Primary President, Seco n d Counselor in the Relief Society, and she sang in the ward choir. Sh e lo ved singing in the choir. Ward choirs sang in competition with one a nothe r, at which time the South Jordan Choir won a trophy for best choir . Marv el has made many Quilts, bedspreads, pillows, and other handiwor k .

Henry passed away November 17, 1961 in Salt Lake City, Utah.

Source: Thomas Hodder Ostler and Joan Cousins Stevens: Their Descendan t s and Ancestors, 1985m Mary Teerlink

Notes:

Utah, Marriages, 1887-1966 - Indexing Project (Batch) Number: M7431 6 - 7 , System Origin: Utah-EASy, GS Film number: 429076

Other Events and Attributes:

• FamilySearch ID: KWC1-JQK
• Initiatory (LDS): 27 Jun 1888, MANTI
• Census: 1900, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States
• Census: 1910, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States
• Census: 1920, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States
• Census: 1930, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States

Notes:

1860 Census of Fillmore City, Millard, Utah

1870 Census of Holden, Millard, Utah

1900 Census of Fillmore City, Millard, Utah

From Kay F. Nelson genealogy sheet.

Occupation: School teacher

SOURCE: Death Certificates, State of Utah

Joseph married Almeda Artiamissa Giles on 27 Jun 1888 in Manti, Sanpete, Utah, United States. Almeda (daughter of Joseph Sinkler Giles and Sarah Huntsman) was born on 1 Nov 1870 in Holden, Millard, Utah, United States; died on 7 Aug 1950 in Logan, Cache, Utah, United States; was buried on 10 Aug 1950 in Logan City Cemetery, Cache, Utah, United States. [Group Sheet] [Family Chart]

Other Events and Attributes:

• FamilySearch ID: KWZ9-548
• Initiatory (LDS): 27 Jun 1888, MANTI
• Census: 1900, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States
• Census: 1910, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States
• Census: 1920, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States
• Census: 1930, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States

Notes:

1860 Census of Fillmore City, Millard, Utah

1870 Census of Holden, Millard, Utah

1900 Census of Fillmore City, Millard, Utah

SOURCE: TEMPLE_WORK: Temple Index Bureau

Birth: Preston 1st Ward Rec. GS#007,540

Death: Deceased Member File, Logan Cemetery Rec.

LIVE_LDS_BAPTISM: Preston 1st Ward Rec. GS#007,540

SOURCE: Death Certificates, State of Utah

Notes:

Marriage: Utah, Marriages, 1887-1966, U.S. and International Marriage Re c ords, 1560-1900

Other Events and Attributes:

• FamilySearch ID: KWCN-V5T
• Census: 1900, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States
• Initiatory (LDS): 27 Sep 1905, LOGAN
• Census: 1910, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States
• Census: 1920, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States

Notes:

From Kaye F. Nelson genealogy sheet.

Frankie Nelson Whipple Memories:
Papa Frank

"Papa wasn't much of a farmer."

When one of his daughters speaks of 'Papa" it is almost with reverenc e . He was a man who sang, and danced, and built toys for little ones. H e h ad a strong, rich voice and sang in the church choir. He sang at fami ly p arties and other gatherings. Some days he would come in from milkin g sing ing, "La..La..La..Lillie, b..b..b.. beautiful Lillie, You're the o nly gir l that I adore..." On days when he should perhaps have been in th e field s plowing, he would instead be on hands and knees scrubbing the f loors s o Grandma wouldn't have to. He made a family joke about Birthingt on's Was hday, the day when he could be found muscling the handle that ma de the an cient washer churn. And he would sing as he worked.

"We always had a big tree for Christmas."

Farm families created their own fun for holidays. Grandma made her Chri s tmas ornaments from walnut shells, glued together after the meat was ta ke n out. She circled each in lace then painted them gold. And the famil y al ways strung popcorn and cranberries for the tree. But the real magi c cam e from the candles. Papa placed tiny candles in holders all over th e tree . Then when the moment was right he would light them all, just fo r a fe w minutes before he and the children scrambled to blow them al l o ut. Bu t for a few minutes at Christmas the candles twinkled on the tre e and ref lected in the wide eyes of his children.

"Papa built things; oh, he was good at building things."

What Papa may have lacked in desire and ability as a farmer he more th a n made up for in woodworking skills. He built a fence and gates for th e h ouse that were works of art. And his children played on the teeter- t otte r and other toys he made for them.

"I don't remember if they kissed, but I'm sure they did."

There is little doubt that Papa loved Grandma. On cold nights he wou l d go to bed before she did, lying on her side of the bed to get it war m b efore she came in. Then he would move to the cold side to make room f or h er.
Papa's love for Grandma was easy and natural. When they drove anywher e h is arm just went around her. His affection was so open that his chil dre n did not even think about it. It was just there. The family lost th e far m and was forced to move to Logan. Grandma didn't want to leave, sh e wa s sad, but they drove to Logan with Papa's arm around her and sayin g to h er gently, "Lillie, we'll be back."

Frank married Elizabeth Greaves "Lillie" Eames on 27 Jan 1909 in Logan, Cache, Utah, United States. Elizabeth (daughter of David Cullen Eames and Elizabeth Cluley Greaves) was born on 6 Jun 1884 in Logan, Cache, Utah, United States; died on 28 Dec 1966 in Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States; was buried on 31 Dec 1966 in Logan City Cemetery, Cache, Utah, United States. [Group Sheet] [Family Chart]

Other Events and Attributes:

• FamilySearch ID: KWZS-WCR
• Initiatory (LDS): 27 Jan 1909, LOGAN
• Census: 1910, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States
• Census: 1920, Preston, Franklin, Idaho, United States

Notes:

Death: Social Security Death Index, 1935-2014

Frankie Nelson Whipple's Memories:

ELIZABETH EAMES BENSON (Lillie)

No one ever had a better Grandmother than mine was. She was a hug you , t alk to you, give you a cookie grandmother. She kept a drawer full o f odd s and ends of jewelry and other treasures to be played with and sh e alway s had a new set of kittens to be cuddled. She made each one of he r grandc hildren think that they were her favorite.
Grandmother was born Elizabeth Eames in Preston, Idaho in 1895. She w a s born to farm people and spent all of her growing up years on a farm . Sh e married a farmer and expected to live all of her life as a farmer' s wif e. But the world was not kind to grandmother and she lost first a s on, th en her husband to illnesses. After grandpa died, she moved with he r famil y into a drafty old house in the small town of Preston. There sh e raise d her five daughters and one remaining son.
Grandmother was a religious person. When we visited we were called t o p rayers on our knees before every meal, at bedtime, and in the morning . Sh e spoke of Jesus as if He were with us every moment. He seemed to b e he r personal friend. We really enjoyed going to church with her, becau se sh e sang the hymns with such enthusiasm that we could hardly keep fro m laug hing. Then after meetings she would tease us into retelling what w e had h eard, always with ice cream waiting as a reward for having listen ed.
Grandmother liked having her family around her. It was a great occasi o n when we all got together for Thanksgiving or Christmas. My cousins a n d I would explore closets and corners of the house, play on her old pu m p organ on the stair landing, or make nuisances of ourselves in the kit ch en while she prepared meals. We were allowed to eat before the grown-u p s so we would stay out of their way during dinner and after-dinner conv er sation. But we didn't mind. We could hide on the stairs and listen t o eve rything that was said in the kitchen. I'm sure grandmother knew w e were t here, but she never shooed us away.
I never had a birthday go by without a gift from grand-mother. Even wh e n I was grown she went me little books with a dollar tucked inside. I r em ember when she was very old her book of birthdays disappeared. I'm sur e o ne of her daughters took it to keep her from spending what little mon ey s he had on gifts for all of her large family, but she worried about i t an d fussed for months. It seemed to me a mean thing to have done to he r. Bu t I was not consulted.
My grandmother died at the age of 83. She had become so old that she sc a rcely recognized her family. But even then she talked to me and asked h o w I was doing. She laughed and sang and seemed like a fairy-godmothe r . I cried at her funeral, and cry still when I think how much I miss he r.


Grandma's Kitchen

"She could make a third of a pound of hamburger go further than anyo n e I know."

No family member ever went into Grandma's home without eating. Her kitc h en was large, a friendly place, with fresh oilcloth on the round oa k t a b le and home-canned fruits, jams, bread, vegetables bottled from t he sum mer harvest, and love sprinkled liberally around. She bustled whe n someon e came in. Cupboards would be opened, dishes set about, bottle s fetched f rom the pantry.

"'You mustn't get fleshy,' she said, but she fed us whenever we came in t o the house."

The kitchen was the center of everything good about coming to Grandma' s . Even before she had the modern conveniences of an electric range an d re frigerator, the coal burning stove spread its warmth into arms and l egs c hilled by the long trek from icy upstairs bedrooms. She was first u p in t he mornings and lighted a fire in its black belly, then set wate r to boi l for porridge. We often pulled a chair up close to the stove an d toaste d our fingers near its sides. By the time we were warmed enoug h to wash a nd dress the table would be set.

"And she used to make a pudding that was called Blue Mange Pudding. Th a t was the best stuff in the world. And she made a little sauce that was .. .wonderful."

We could not just eat in the mornings; prayer was an integral part of e v ery meal. Morning prayers were especially important as they prepa r e d u s for the coming day. We would kneel on the hard, cold floor, fo r t he stove seldom warmed anything below our knees, and bow our heads re vere ntly over the seats of the kitchen chairs, enduring a long, devout s uppli cation. Grandma was profuse in her gratitude to the Lord for her bl essing s, and she pleaded with Him earnestly that we might all be calle d to repe ntance. Mostly we children prayed for prayers to end that we mi ght get ba re knees off the chilly linoleum.
Grandma kept one drawer in the china cabinet that we girls loved to exp l ore. It held old lipsticks, pieces of ribbon, an assortment of earring s , most without partners, pencils, and other tiny treasures begging t o b e played with. If the kitchen was not being used we could pull the dr awe r out onto the floor and explore its contents, but mostly we had to s tan d at the cabinet and take things out one at a time. When the family w as g athered for a holiday, we were rudely shooed out of the kitchen an d had t o leave the drawer behind.

"I remember Thanksgiving with all the family gathered around the table."

Grandma's kitchen became everything good in the world at Thanksgiving . I t was crowded with aunts, all stirring, opening, basting, and scoldin g ch ildren for getting underfoot. Wonderful smells beckoned us even as w e wer e fussed at to leave. We would hang about in the doorways savorin g the od ors of roast turkey, hot parker house rolls, saged-dressing, an d pumpki n pie. If we could sneak in at the right moment we might snitc h a bit o f dressing or a finger of jelly, but we were soon discovered an d scoote d out. When one of the men wandered in, he was just as rudely di smissed . Sometimes we would give up and crawl on an uncle's lap, listeni ng to ma n-talk while the women laughed and chattered in the kitchen.

"It seemed like we got everyone there, around the table, all the aunt s a nd uncles and cousins."

Every corner of the house seemed to be full of children at these time s . Those of us who were older tried to find a moment of privacy for girl -s ecrets, while the little ones followed us and cried when we shoved the m a way. We would often stand on the stair landing, playing the old pum p orga n that rested there. We managed to make delicious noise until some one yel led at us in exasperation to stop.

"She'd get new oilcloth to put on the table and it was a special occasi o n."

Finally the table would be Ready. The children were allowed to eat firs t , self-preservation for the adults. We gathered at the table and sampl e d each of the dishes so carefully prepared for us, while trying to kee p t rack of all the goings on around us. Aunts and conversations moved in to t he living room leaving just Grandma to fuss over us. Somehow eatin g the m eal was not as much fun as snitching bits before it was done. Bu t we di d our best to eat to popping stage, then we were bustled out of t he kitch en to allow the grown-ups to have their meal. We seldom left the m in peac e; their laughter was like a magnet, and there was always roo m for one mo re piece of turkey from Mama's plate. True joy was the yea r that we girl s were considered old enough to join the grown-ups. We fin ally became pri vy to all the gossip that a scattered family brings to su ch a gathering.

"It was a special occasion whenever she got anything new. She never h a d much, but she'd save."

On early visits I watched Grandma lifting first one and then the othe r h eavy flat iron from the stove where it had been heating to iron her w hit e blouse. It seemed quaint and clever to press clothing without usin g ele ctricity. Like watching the coal flame and burn as she fed the stov e on c old mornings, I felt a kind of magic about the heavy flat irons . I doub t that Grandma appreciated the magic. I remember the celebratio n when th e coal stove was replaced with gleaming white electric range. T he famil y oooh'ed and aah'd, but I was wistful. There was an intimacy i n the shiv ering anticipation as I watched Grandma start the morning fire .


One of my all-time favorite people was my Grandma Benson. She was born E l izabeth Greaves Eames on June 6, 1884 in Logan, Utah, to David Cullen E am es and Elizabeth Cluley Greaves. Grandma was a tiny person growing t o a h eight of 4’11” and weighing only 99 pounds for most of her life. Sh e wa s very pretty. We have a photo of her on the day she reigned as Quee n o f the Harvest Ball. She was wearing a homemade silver crown and carry in g a homemade staff. By today’s standards, the staff and crown look qui t e funny, but she was beautiful.

Grandma moved with her family to Preston, Idaho when she was a small chi l d. While she was in elementary school, she met her future husband, Fra n k Taft Benson. From her diary, it is clear that she was smitten by hi m fr om the time they met in elementary school. In many ways, they were o pposi tes. While both of them were strikingly good-looking, Grandpa Benso n wa s very tall (over 6 feet), muscular, with a dark complexion, and ver y out going. In contrast, Grandma Benson was tiny, with a light complexio n, qui et, and very refined. My mother said that they were deeply in lov e with e ach other and had a great love affair all the years of their mar riage.

My mother was particularly proud of her father. He served in the bishopr i c of their large ward most of the years of their marriage. Mother sai d h e was very good-looking and everyone loved him. It was Grandpa Benso n wh o used to sing “Have I Done Any Good in the World Today” every eveni ng wi th his family in his home.

Grandpa Benson was a farmer and cattle trader so the family lived on a f a rm in the country nearly all of Grandpa and Grandma’s married life. Th e y had a large family. My mother, Carmen, and her twin brother, Harold , we re Grandma’s second pregnancy. Grandma Benson, being such a tiny per son , had a difficult time carrying the twins. She became so large durin g he r pregnancy that she couldn’t sit down. The only two possible positi ons f or her were standing and lying down. She went into labor with the t wins d uring a blizzard on November 4, 1911. Grandpa brought a neighborin g woma n to the house to watch Grandma while he traveled through the heav y sno w to get a doctor. The storm was so bad that Grandpa didn’t retur n for ho urs. In the meantime, Grandma delivered her twin babies, Carme n and Harol d, with the help of the neighbor. The babies weighed 8 poun d s and 9 poun ds, respectively. My tiny 99 pound grandmother had carrie d 17 pounds of b abies and delivered them at home without the help of a d octor. When the d octor finally arrived, he and my grandfather found Gran dma Benson and th e twins well and safe.

Mother spoke often of the happy, almost idyllic life they led on the fa r m for the next several years. The children had a pony named Topsy tha t th ey rode to school, often with as many as three or four children on t he ba ck of the small horse. Topsy used to love to run and Mother said i t was n ot uncommon for all three or four children to slide from the hors es bac k as he thundered around the corner and down the lane to their hom e.

There was a recession in the farming industry in the early 1920s. By t h e fall of 1922, things had become so difficult that Grandpa Benson cou l d not keep up with the debt on his farm, and the property was foreclose d . Grandpa and Grandma Benson moved their family of four girls and two b oy s to Logan, Utah where the family of eight lived with Grandpa Benson’ s br other, Surge. Grandpa Benson, who had been a farmer all of his life , work ed for Uncle Surge in his butcher shop in order to support his fam ily.

In December, 1922, just two months after arriving in Logan, Grandma Bens o n’s youngest Child, Frank, became ill and died of the flu. She was so h ea rtsick at the loss of her Child that there were no Christmas decoratio n s in the house that Christmas. Two months later, in February, 1923, Gra nd pa Benson suffered a cerebral hemorrhage while dressing for work one m orn ing. He died later that day. My mother was 11 years old at the time . Sh e remembers Grandma sitting next to the coffin holding my grandfathe r’s b ody late at night after the children were in bed, caressing his bod y an d weeping. She had not told Grandpa Benson, but she was two months p regna nt with my Aunt Nellie Lou. In the space of four months, Grandma Be nson h ad lost her home, her two-year-old baby boy, and her husband.

After burying Grandpa Benson, Grandma moved to a small home in Preston w h ere she found work as a clerk in a store. Seven months later, Grandma g av e birth to little Nellie Lou. Mother remembers Grandma Benson callin g ou t her husband’s name as she struggled through the delivery of thei r bab y girl.

Upon returning to work, her employer allowed Grandma Benson to bring t h e baby with her in a buggy to the store so she could watch the baby whi l e she worked. My Aunt Nellie Lou told me that she always believed my mo th er was the most beautiful woman in the world because she would stand i n h er baby carriage and watch through the window for my mother’s face. S eein g mom come to pick her up, was the grand highlight of Aunt Nellie Lo u’s d ay as a toddler.

Grandma Benson worked incredibly hard to support her family of six child r en. She was very independent and determined to care for her family with ou t taking charity from anyone. Mother told me the story of one Christma s w hen there was not enough money for presents for the children. The Bis ho p in the ward had a large basket of fruit and food delivered to Grandm a’ s home, and left on the front porch. When the children discovered th e bas ket, they were thrilled. Grandma, however, would not allow the chil dren t o bring the basket into the house. Instead, she called the Bisho p and ask ed that he come and pick it up and deliver it to someone who re ally neede d it. While her strength and determination were exemplary an d remarkable , that determination probably went beyond the mark on this p articular occ asion.

I was born when Grandma was already 62 years old. She continued to wor k w ell into her 70s, never accepting charity from anyone as she raised h er s ix children.

The last great tragedy in Grandma Benson’s life came in the summer of 19 4 8. Her son, Harold, the only remaining male member in her family, die d i n an airplane crash while he was piloting a plane on a search and res cu e mission. Mother said that Grandma Benson was never the same after th at . My little brother was born a month after Uncle Harold’s death. Mom n ame d my brother Harold Benson after her twin.

Grandma Benson told her daughters that the greatest pain a mother can su f fer is the loss of a Child. She told them that she prayed daily that no n e of her children would ever have a Child precede them in death. My mot he r and all of her sisters have now passed from this life. Among them, t he y had 28 children. None of those children died before their mother.

Grandma Benson kept a diary. In it she recorded both the major events a n d the day-to-day activities of her life. It was inspiring to read the d ia ry and note the number of entries in which she characterized the littl e d aily events in her life as being “grand”, a word she used repeatedly . I t was clear from her diary that she had great faith in the Lord, an d sh e loved the church. After the death of her son, Harold, she fell int o a g reat sadness. She never told us about the event that we found recor ded i n her diary. We only learned about it after her death. But, in th e diar y she records going to bed one evening feeling overwhelming sadnes s at th e loss of her husband and her two sons. The pain was almost mor e than sh e could bear. And then she recorded that a light came into th e room. Th e Savior appeared to her, comforted her, and assured her tha t things woul d be well for her and her family.

My recollections of Grandma Benson are of a tiny, kind, perfectly gracio u s and proper person. In all the years I knew her, I can never remembe r he r saying an unkind word about or to anyone or using even a remotel y inapp ropriate word. She was as good and as pure and as kind as any per son I ha ve ever known. And, for a 4’11”, 99 pound person she was the str ongest wo man I have ever met.

I REMEMBER LILLIE

by Ilah Eames Carpenter

I am the youngest of four brothers and three sisters. Memories of my bro t hers and sisters are very precious. David the eldest, Sadie, was 20 yea r s older than me and Lillie, was 18 years older. Lillie’s birthday was v er y close to mine. She was 18 on June 6 and I was born two days later o n Ju ne 8th. She told me many times that she had to stay home from churc h tha t day because mother had a little sister and I don’t think it mad e her to o happy. My next sister May, was 16 years older than me and the n three br others Ariel, Nathaniel and Leland were born and seven years l ater I cam e along. My memories of family are as the little sister and o f my brothe rs and sisters and how they played with me and made over me a nd they wer e very precious memories. Because this is to be about Lillie , I will jus t talk about the girls this morning. My three sisters were v ery close . I can remember my three sisters when they got together year s later sitt ing on the couch and reminiscing about life on the farm. The y had so muc h fun that I wondered why I came along after, my sisters wer e born, growi ng up with those three boys I became such a tomboy.

Our home was two and a half miles north of Preston. We nearly came to li v e in Rexburg. I had an Aunt Kate Greaves and she and her husband decid e d to make her home in Preston. When mother and daddy got to Preston, th e y liked it and built their home right across the street the street fro m A unt Kate’s home This was tow and a half miles outside of Preston. Thi s i s where we all grew up and thank goodness the home is still in the fa mily , operated by one of Ariel’s sons.

I have no memories of Sadie being at home at all. She married Arthur Tib b ets but they had a home in town and I have wonderful memories of spendi n g time, not only at their home in Preston but at their home in Driggs w he re they moved later on and at their home in Pocatello, Idaho. May marr ie d Ray Gledhill. He was a doctor and they moved to Richfield, Utah. I h av e wonderful memories of spending time in Richfield with my sister May.

Well, the first memories I have of Lillie, I suppose I was about three y e ars old. You know out on the farm, the roads were not too good and in t h e winter it was muddy and cold and we had to ride in the buggy or in t h e sleigh. Dad was always anxious for us to have a good education and th e y felt sorry that they had to live so far out of town. So Lillie was wo rk ing at the Marrom store in Preston. The Marrom store was one of the re all y fine stores in Preston. May was going to school so instead of trave lin g back and forth, she and Lillie rented a little apartment in town. N ow t his was about two blocks north of town, it used to be Henderson’s ho me. U pstairs the girls rented a couple of rooms and there was a balcony . My fi rst memories of Lillie and May would be when daddy and mother wou ld com e in the buggy or in the sleigh and we would come down to bring th e gir l s goodies from the farm. They were usually waiting out on the bal cony a nd I thought that balcony was about the most wonderful thing you c ould im agine. I remember scrambling up the stairs and we were so glad t o see eac h other and then Lillie would take me down to Marrom’ s store . I though t that was the most wonderful place, I was fascinated watchin g her measur e off material for the customers at the store.

Each fourth of July, we used to have a big celebration in Preston. The r e was red white and blue bunting on all the buggies and stores. They h a d a big program in the Opera House and each store would have a float a n d they would elect a goddess of liberty. One year my sister Lillie wa s el ected to be the Goddess of Liberty representing Marrom’s store. Thi s wa s about the most important thing that happened in my life as a littl e gir l. I remember there was a hayrack and it was all decorated with bun ting a nd pulled by horses and Lillie and her two attendants sitting on t his ha y rack and she was all dressed up with a crown on her head and a s taff i n her hand and a beautiful dress and they paraded down main stree t and th e n they went to the opera house and had the program. I was th e proudes t little sister that you could ever imagine and I dreamed of so meday bein g a goddess of liberty, but that never happened to me.

The next memory I have of Lillie was when she got married. Mother ha d a r eception out on the farm for friends and for the Benson family. I l oved F rank, he made a lot out of his little sister. The Bensons were jus t extr a special. Mother Benson was such a pretty woman and the Benson gi rls wer e just out of this world, Jenny and Kinney especially. I remembe r the tab le in the dining room and of course it was loaded with goodie s and in th e parlor where all these little tables with all these beautif ul gifts o n and the gifts that appealed to me most were the beautiful di shes. Old f ashioned dishes were really beautiful and Lillie had many o f them. I hop e her daughters have kept them because they were beautiful . I remember wa ndering around and getting acquainted with the Bensons an d seeing al l th e beautiful things that were brought to Lillie and Fran k that night.

As I remember, Frank and Lillie lived in Whitney after they were marrie d . I can’t remember exactly where but I went to visit them quite often a n d we always went to grandfather and grandmother’s farm. I loved that o l d home. It was just intriguing and the flowers were beautiful. I cam e t o love grandmother Benson, she was a darling. Then I think they move d som ewhere in Whitney, I can’t just remember where, but they were livin g ther e when Gladys was born at our home and of course if there was a ba by bor n on our street, mother and Aunt Kate always came. That night I ha d to sl eep upstairs with Leland while Gladys was coming to town and he w ould mak e me run down the stairs every-once-in-a-while and look throug h the trans om to see if the baby had arrived. I wasn’t too excited abou t this baby , she was really making my sister sick and I wasn’t very happ y about that .

I remember when they lived up the street about two blocks on the old fa r m and that’s where the twins were born. That was about the biggest eve n t that ever happened. I never knew of anyone in our family having twin s b efore. When Lillie had twins, Carmen and Harold, that was just someth in g else again. As time went on and I became a little older, I started t o b e a babysitter. Lillie and Frank moved down to what they called the S an d Crest farm. That was just a great little farm. I have wonderful memo rie s of being there. The wonderful things the raised especially Frank’ s wate rmelons. They were the biggest and the best anywhere. They were gr own i n a sandy area that had plenty of sunshine. The railroad tracks ra n not f ar from them and I remember the silo’s Frank built to store the c attle in . I used to go down and help with the children so I would have c hildren t o grow up with. Mother always seemed to be sorry that I did no t have chil dren to grow up with. Lillie had me help her which gave m e a feeling of b eing their Child. I got to go to the Sand Crest farm rea l often and I lov ed it. I remember Gladys telling that I used to get fri ghtened sometime s because the farm was close to the railroad tracks an d I was afraid of t ramps. I would wake her up and tell her stories to ke ep he r awake so I w ouldn’t be frightened. Every Sunday at our home on t he farm used to be fa mily day. After church everyone would bring somethi ng out to the farm, Fr ank always brought his great big watermelons. It w as just such fun havin g everyone come home on Sunday. I always looked fo rward to Sunday.

I remember Lillie being on the board of the Mutual and I was so prou d o f her, that sounded just something important to be on that board wit h tho se lovely women. Many, many times I had the privilege of going to c hurc h with her. She had to take Gladys and I came along to babysit. I ca n se e these women sitting around the table in their white blouses with t he hi gh collars and the long sleeves and lace and their pretty skirts . I thoug ht they were just about the prettiest woman I had ever seen. Li llie alway s took her responsibilities very seriously. Whatever she did , she alway s did it with her whole heart.

She was on the board for many, many years. When June conference came ar o und, I was a lucky gal because I came with her so that I could babysit . M y memories of coming to June conference with Lillie were just out o f thi s world. Sometimes we stayed at a hotel, the little hotel just sout h of t he Tribune Building. Of course we always brought food from home. W e cam e on the train at Preston when the train stopped at Brigham, ther e were a lways people out selling food there. Strawberries at strawberr y time an d peaches. Once or twice we stayed at one of Frank’s sisters . I think he r name was Elise Alder if I remember right. I remember playi ng out on th e front lawn and the perfume of those June roses I will neve r forget.

Aunt Elise had a cafeteria downtown and that was a fun place. We didn’ t g et to go there for every meal but once Lillie took me to Aunt Elise’ s caf eteria. I had this big bowl of grape-nuts with sugar and cream on i t. I s tarted eating them and the more I ate, the fuller I got. Our famil y was a lways taught to clean up their plates and Lillie kept saying, wel l we can ’t go, we can’t go until you finish your grape-nuts and I can re m embe r I ate and ate grape-nuts until I could hardly stand it. I don’ t thin k I had any for many, many years after that.

We used to sometimes go down to Richfield. May was living there then . W e would get on the train and go down to Richfield and have a visit wi th M ay. Lillie and Frank spent most of their vacations at Bear Lake. The y wou ld get in their big white top buggy and pitch a tent and we would s tay th ere for several days and I remember times they took me with them a nd tha t was real fun. One night I remember a terrible thunder storm, Fra nk an d Lillie got us all in one tent with their arms around us. When th e thund er storm was all over we all went to sleep.

In 1918 when the war was on and my brother Nathaniel was called into t h e army, the whole family decided they would go up to Yellowstone and ha v e a reunion before Nathaniel had to leave for the service. Lillie was p re gnant, I think with Zenda. There were five of sisters-in-law who wer e pre gnant and were all going on this trip, Ariel and Edna and family, E dna wa s expecting Vita and May and Ray came from Richfield and then an a unt an d uncle, Uncle Will Greaves, went with us and then of course Natha niel, M other and Dad and Me. When we got to Driggs, we stayed there unti l Sadi e and Arthur met us and then we went on to Yellowstone. Anyway, th e thin g I remember about this trip was that Lillie was such fun, even th ough sh e was pregnant, she was the life of the party. We‘d camp, we pu t the car s around in a circle and put the beds inside and built a big bo nfire to k eep the bears away which didn’t always work, two or three time s the bear s came in hunting food. Lillie was the one in my memory that s eemed to ha ve the most fun and did the most fun things. When we came bac k to Drigg s going over that big mountain between Driggs and Yellowstone , the cars s talled and we had to have each one pulled up over the mounta in. It was re ally just a great trip.

Frank had this little Ford that didn’t have any sides on it and they us e d to put diapers to dry on the side of the car as they drove along. Fra n k kept laughing about his tires that had baloney in them. Our tires ha d t o be pumped up but Frank had one up on us, he had these tires with ba lone y in them so they never had to be blown up. They were just hard rubb er o f course. That was really a delightful trip for everybody and I thi n k th ere were several snap shots of that trip.

Time went on and Lillie had her troubles -- real, real tragedies, losi n g her husband and her sons, but you know Lillie was always straight an d h eld her head high and she always had her sense of humor. I was close r t o Lillie for many, many years because Sadie and May lived so far away . I f I had problems, I went and talked them over with Lillie. We spen t many , many hour’s way into the night talking and she always helped m e with th e little problems I needed help with. She used to love to dres s up. She l oved pretty clothes. We would go shopping for hats together , we loved shi pping for hats. She always had such a good outlook regardl ess of the prob lems that she had. She had great faith, she had great pri de in her family . She was so proud of her girls and loved them dearly . I don’t think I ha ve known anyone who had such a capacity or love as L illie did. Lillie lov ed everyone and let us know it. She didn’t keep i t a secret, she told u s that she loved us.

Lillie had a green thumb too. I can never remember being in her home wh e n there were not plants everywhere. Lillie had financial problems so s h e sewed for her children. When used clothes were given to her, she dye d a nd remodeled them. She did everything she could think of to see he r chil dren were given an education and brought up in the church the wa y that sh e knew how to do it. So these are my memories of Lillie a sweet , proud, s traight, lovely person that would be with friends, family an d neighbors a ny time that they needed help.

Notes:

Marriage: Western States Marriage Index, 1809-2011, Utah, Select Marriag e s, 1887-1966