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Death: California, Death Index, 1940-1997
Temmie was born on the 31st of July 1908, the 2nd girl and child of Djal m ar Emanuel Lund and Aagot Marie Randby at 677 West Capitol Street, Sal t L ake City, Utah. Temmie was a very active, happy child; a tom-boy fro m th e start, loving to play with the boys, “Kick the Can,” “Run Sheepy R un, ” baseball, hopping on the ice wagon, always tearing her clothes an d shoe s, being a constant consternation to her parents. Mother would say , “ No w Thelma needs new shoes!” Father complained about buying her ne w shoes s o often. Temmie claimed the bushes reached out and tore her clo thes. Sh e was King of Bunker Hill and mother’s company fruit, potatoes , onions, a nd carrots were always missing from the larder so Temmie coul d feed her t ribe up in the cave of the hills. Ropes were tied from sit e to another s o the cave dwellers could take a ride. She loved basebal l and would gathe r all the kids in the neighborhood together in an empt y lot that used t o be an orchard. They would play for hours, screaming a nd whooping it up . Her zest for living continued throughout her life. Sh e was the type o f spirit that was undaunted, and once known was never fo rgotten. She ha d friends galore, loving and interested in everyone she m et. She needed t o be needed, knew no strangers, was always ready to do a nything for anyon e.
Temmie didn’t like to help with the chores. The call of the wild was i n h er blood. She cussed as she did her scrubbing job, threw the bread do ug h up to the ceiling when she was on kitchen detail and usually manage d t o prop up a book and read as she did her task. She had her brothers a nd s isters under her thumb. On Pay Day it was Temmie who divided the can dy th at was a bonus for paying the monthly food bill. She always ate th e extra s so the candy could be divided evenly. At one time she pulled al l of th e teeth out of the glass dolls’ mouths that her younger sisters h ad gotte n for Christmas. She had ordered a sled for Christmas and took i t to be d with her. Many a spanking awaited Temmie after her escapades wh en her m other and father couldn’t locate her in her familiar haunts. Onc e they fo und her at Warm Springs floating on an old man’s stomach. She w ised up ev entually as she got older and put a board in her pants to soft en the blo w when she had her almost daily spanking. When mother and fath er left fo r the evening, many a batch of taffy or fudge were instigate d by Temmie.
Temmie was baptized 2 September 1916. She attended church but her though t s were not on the lessons, but on the good looking boys in her class. W he n Temmie became of Mutual age, she held a position of drama director a n d put on many zesty Road Shows and managed to include her sisters in t h e cast. At one time she was in charge of the ward dances and before th e e vent would go to the neighboring stores and beg prizes off of the loc al m erchants.
She always owned some kind of wheels – a Franklin Touring car, “Puddle-J u mper” (a coup) or Model T Ford – and always had a car load of friends . He r best friends throughout the years were Alma Reed, Alice Kidd, an d many , many boys. Her last year of high school at West High she got a j ob on w eekends at the Mary Elizabeth Dress Shop as a sales clerk and del ighted h er sisters with some fur-trimmed coats for Christmas. Then she w orked a s ZCMI selling magazines and ready-to-wear. In 1929 she left hom e and mov ed up into Emigration Canyon where she purchased a cabin. Her e she coul d give vent to her yearnings for the outdoors. She got a job b luffing he r way as an experienced stenographer for Felt Radio Parts an d then worke d for Felt Auto Parts for 21 years. Father gave her tips o n how to us e a comptometer, transcript, typewriter and shorthand.
She married George Pixton on the 20th of September 1940, the culminati o n of a long courtship over the years. George wanted Temmie to quit work in g so she worked part time in a drug store until his death from leukemi a i n 1944 when she moved to Ogden to live with her sister Vonnie for nin e mo nths. When Vonnie moved to Sacramento, Temmie joined her. She starte d wor king in Jackson as an accountant for nine months after which she wo rked f or George Gibson and Watts. She later worked as an accountant fo r some do ctors and then became self-employed, keeping the books and doin g income t ax returns in her home.
Temmie met Ira Raymond Griffith at a social club called 30-60 of whic h h e was president. He was a good match for Temmie, loving parties and p eopl e and having a rare sense of humor. Later, Ira became the presiden t o f a square dancing club and they enjoyed socials with their friends w hil e he was president for two two-year terms. Temmie delighted in the pr ogra ms they had to plan once a year for the square dancing club. She wa s a na tural performer and at one time was told she sang as well as Kat e Smith . One act they prepared was to have a hearse (which their friend s owned ) and the ushering in of the casket with a corpse into the hall . Anothe r act was a hillbilly act with Ira as a woman with curls, hat wi th flower s, wearing a shawl and beads. Friend, Al Gunderson, was the man . Anothe r time Temmie played the part of Annie Oakley wearing braids an d all of t he regalia. The men put on an act dancing as can-can girls wea ring knit s hirts, pom poms on their ankles, wearing paper flowers on the ir wig tress es. At the end of the act they flipped their skirts up to di splay “The En d” on their posteriors. Once the men dressed as Southern be lles with bonn ets covered with flowers and with balloons under their t-s hirts that wer e popped at the end of the act. Temmie did such a grand jo b of playing An nie Oakley that word got around and she was asked to perf orm at a Jr. Col lege. She sang “My Bill” and slung her guns into her hol sters like a pro . Vonnie helped engineer and sew many of the costumes an d props for thes e acts.
Temmie enjoyed knitting and knit enough sweaters to supply the whole fam i ly. Temmie did beautiful crewel work which was displayed in many room s o f her home. She enjoyed making Christmas balls – so elegant that he r tre e decorations became famous and she was featured in a local newspap er. Sh e loved to entertain and 150 people was not an uncommon number t o grace h er home with barbecues and open houses.
Temmie traveled with her sister Vonnie to England, Denmark, Norway, Wash i ngton D.C., New York City, Hawaii, New Orleans, Canada, Caribbean and C at alina, Amish country, Chicago, New Hampshire, Pennsylvania, Massachuse tts , Mexico, Acapulco and New Mexico.
Temmie passed away on July 23, 1981. The memories of her will alway s b e sweet. She was endeared by so many for her fun-loving personality a nd h er generous nature. She always wanted a whole baseball team of child ren a nd ended up with a baseball league because she was like a mother t o all o f her sisters’ children. Aunt Temmie was like Santa Claus – a jol ly goo d person to all. Her memory will always be treasured.
By Constance Lund Neel | Lund, Thelma Eva (I5012)
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Death: California, Death Index, 1940-1997, U.S., Social Security Death I n dex, 1935-2014
Evangeline was born on the 29th of March 1906 in Salt Lake City, Uta h i n the first home of Djalmar Emanuel Lund and Aagot Marie Randby. Sh e wa s the first child born into the family. Shortly after her birth, Mot her w alked up town in meet Dad and buy a perambulator (baby carriage). T hey we re so proud. Vange screamed every time they put her in it and ende d up wa lking home, carrying the baby as the other pushed the perambulato r. Whe n Vange was still of pre-school age, Mother and Father bought th e propert y at 677 West Capitol Street. Then Mother took Vange and Temmi e, her you nger sister, and went to Ogden to live with a cousin while th e house wa s being constructed. Vange attended the Washington Elementar y School an d L.D.S. High School. When she was almost eleven years old, s he won Firs t Prize, a blue ribbon, at the Fair for her crocheting and em broidery wor k. When she was seventeen she earned spending money by makin g men’s shirt s for the Rudhart’s. I was told by my mother many times tha t Vange spen t a good deal of her earnings on baby clothes for me and pro udly displaye d me wearing them to her friends.
In May of 1929, the family moved to 266 Douglas Street because the old e r girls convinced their parents that they needed a nicer home and neigh bo rhood in which to entertain their friends. Vange met Lon Sutton, who w a s to become her fiancée in this new locale. Lon and Lev Sutton were le f t orphans when they were young, so their aunt who lived on 5th South a n d 13th East took care of them. They grew up there and attended East Hi g h School where Lon became a football hero. When visiting Mable Lund , a co usin, one weekend for a party, Vange met Lon and fell in love. Aft er wor k on weekends she would take the trolley up to Mable’s where she a nd Lo n would meet. Lon spent his summers in El Paso, Texas working a s a survey or for the gas company and started attending the University o f Utah durin g the school year. Vange became good friends with Lon’s aun t and uncle an d had many Sunday meals with them while Lon was away. Whe n she was to gra duate from East High School, there was so much excitemen t. Her lilac chif fon dress arrived from the dress maker and shortly afte r came a corsage f rom Lon. She was so excited for after the graduation e xercises they hel d the graduation dance and Lon was taking her. This wa s Lon’s third yea r of college after summers in Texas and they were plann ing to marry. In t he meantime, Lon had decided to join the Church. His a unt, who was not L. D.S., was very unhappy. During his last summer in Tex as, they planned t o meet in California to be married. Two weeks before h e contracted pneumo nia and died. It was a terrible shock.
Evangeline started working for Walkers Department Store in the milline r y department decorating hats and later making hats. She then worked fo r t he Telephone Company. She met a life time friend there, Alice Kidd, w ho b ecame endeared to the entire family. Later she worked for the Wester n Com pany of Safeway Inc. in the wholesale warehouse where she met Joh n B. Bro ckman, who was the General Manager of the Western Division of th e Safewa y stores. He fell desperately in love with her and lavished he r with gif ts of fox furs and diamonds. They were married February 6, 193 2 and move d to Seattle, Washington, after losing everything in the depre ssion of 19 29. J.B. had owned 6 chain stores in different towns and ende d his year s with Safeway working in Webster South Dakota cleaning and st ocking th e shelves of a Safeway store.
A son, Nicholus, was born on 31 December 1932, they year they left for S e attle, Washington. After moving to Seattle where they purchased a love l y home, Vange starting working for Frederick and Nelson in the yardag e de partment. J.B. worked as a longshoreman, filling in when the men wer e ill . J.B. died at 68 years of age in 1958. After his death, Vange rema ined i n Seattle for 10 years, retiring at age 65 and then moving to Carm el, Cal ifornia where she lived in a lovely condominium called the Del Me sa nea r her son. Her last four years were spent living on her son’s ranc h in Ca rmel Valley. She spent her last years sewing for her dear grandch ildren a nd caring for and loving her family. She was a special sister t o me, sewi ng clothes and doll clothes for my children and endearing he r to them. He r greatest heirloom to us was some gorgeous Christmas stock ings that sh e sewed, embroidered and decorated with beads. They were a s howpiece an d tradition for every Christmas where they graced our firepla ce, always a ttracting attention. As each child was born, one of these pr ecious stocki ngs came in the mail at Christmas with our newborn’s name e mbroidered o n it. Vange’s final hours were painful as she had complicat ions in her b ack from carrying such heavy loads of materials for so man y years. Her bo nes deteriorated and she ended up using a walker to mov e about in her hom e. She passed away on May 10, 1980. Vange will alway s be remembered a s a very refined lady, meticulous in her dress, and he r home being a symb ol of good taste.
Vange’s son, Nicholus Brockman, graduated from the University of Washing t on with a Bachelor of Arts degree. He attended Business College in San t a Clara, California to obtain his business license. He started workin g a s a broker for Dean Witter. Later, he went into the investment busine ss w orking independently. He married Highland Mary Mosby December 22, 19 64. T hey have two children: Todd Mosby, born June 9, 1973, and Courtne y Lund , born October 19, 1976.
By Constance Irene Lund Neel | Lund, Evangeline Priscilla (I5014)
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Death: Cathcart Road near Glasgow, Strathclyde, Scotland
Some sources say she didn't die until after 1851 | Rippet, Ellen (I106875)
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Death: Convicted of witchcraft in the Salem witch trials of 1692 in colo n ial Massachusetts. She was executed by hanging in Salem.
Mary Towne Estey was the daughter of William Towne and Joanna Blessin g o f Yarmouth, Norfolk County, England, where she was baptized on Augus t 24 , 1634.
She was married to Isaac Estey. They were the parents of nine children : I saac, Sarah, Joseph, John, Hannah, Benjamin, Samuel, Jacob and Joshu a .
Mary, along with two of her sisters (Sarah and Rebecca) were accused o f w itchcraft during the Salem outbreak, and all three were innocent. Reb ecc a and Mary did not escape a martyr's death during this time.
Mary was sentenced to death on 9 September 1692. She accepted her fate w i th calm resignation. After her sentencing, Mary bravely addressed the c ou rt and the governor with an eloquent and keenly distressing petition:
"Your poor and humble petitioner, knowing my own innocence (blessed be t h e Lord for it)...and seeing clearly the wiles and subtlety of my accuse rs ... I petition to your honors not for my own life, for I know I must d i e and my appointed time is set. But the Lord he knows that if it is pos si ble no more innocent blood may be shed, which undoubtedly cannot be av oid ed in the way and course you go in."
"I question not but your honors does to the utmost of your power in th e d iscovery and selection of witchcraft and witches, and would not be gu ilt y of innocent blood for the world."
"But by my own innocence I know you are in the wrong way. The Lord in h i s infinite mercy direct you in this great work. If it be his blessed wi l l that no more innocent blood be shed I would humbly beg of you that yo u r honors would be pleased to examine these afflicted persons strictly a n d keep them apart some time, and likewise to try some of these confessi n g witches, I being confident there is several of them has belied themse lv es and others, as well appear if not in this world, I am sure in the w orl d to come whither I am now going."
"And I question not but you'll see an alteration of these things, they m y self and others having made a league with the Devil we cannot confess."
"I know and the Lord knows, as will shortly appear, they belie me an d s o I question not but they do others...The Lord knows that... I know n ot t he least thing of witchcraft, therefore I cannot, I dare not belie m y ow n soul."
"I beg your honors not to deny this as my humble petition from a poor dy i ng innocent person and I question not but the Lord will give a blessin g t o your endeavors."
Mary's parting communications with her husband and children were sai d b y those present to have been as "serious, religious, distinct, and af fect ionate as could be expressed, drawing tears from the eyes of almos t all p resent."
She was hanged on Sept. 22, 1692. | Towne, Mary (I3948)
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Death: Convicted of witchcraft in the Salem witch trials of 1692 in colo n ial Massachusetts. She was executed by hanging in Salem.
Rebecca Nurse, hanged in Salem in 1692, age 71, and later exonerated i n t he general revulsion against the persecution, whose relatively moder n mon ument in Danvers, Mass., says in part:
Accused of witchcraft
She declared 'I am innocent and God will clear my innocency.'
Once acquitted yet falsely condemned she suffered death July 19, 1692, h e r Christian character even then fully attested by forty of her neighbor s
Rebecca (Towne) Nurse to her accusers:
"You do not know my heart. The Lord knows I have not hurt them: I am a n i nnocent person."
"I am innocent as the child unborn, but surely, what sin hath God foun d o ut in me unrepented of, that He should lay such an affliction on me i n m y old age." (Salem Witch Trials of 1692)
Rebecca (Towne) Nurse was an older citizen of Salem, Massachusetts, kno w n for her virtue and piety, at the time of the tragedy which took her l if e. During the Witch Hysteria of 1692, the aged Rebecca was taken fro m he r sick-bed and imprisoned for possible witchcraft. Those who witness ed he r arrest, say she was bewildered and shocked by the charges. She wa s even tually found guilty (falsely accused) and executed by hanging on 1 9 Jul y 1692, at the age of 71.
The original verdict was one of innocence to the charges, but upon a fre n zied uproar by her young accusers, the jury was sent back out for delib er ation, wherein they came back with a guilty verdict.
Rebecca's last words at her trial were: "I can say before my Eternal Fat h er I am innocent, and God will clear my innocency." (Rebecca Nurse, Mar c h 24, 1692, from the Reverend Parris' account of the examination at Sal e m Village Meeting House.)
Her husband and many of her neighbors and friends signed a petition fo r h er release, witnessing to her moral character and decency. This petit io n was ignored.
She also had trouble hearing, and could not always understand or answe r t he questioning correctly - which many believe attributed to the fina l gui lty verdict.
Before her execution, Rebecca and others were excommunicated from the Ch u rch in Salem - an act which must have greatly distressed her faithful s ou l. Nevertheless, from her own words, we know that she knew of her inno cen ce and of her standing before God.
Historians believe that Rebecca may have been targeted because her husba n d was a prominent citizen in Topsfield, involved in the ongoing disput e o ver land boundaries along the border of Salem Village on Putnam famil y la nd. Her husband Francis was also an outspoken leader of a committe e tha t believed the Reverend Parris should be removed as minister.
The Putnams were the leader faction supporting Reverend Parris. Their yo u ng daughter Annie Putnam was Rebecca's main accuser. In addition, Rebec c a was a local midwife and one of her clients had had several miscarriag es . She accused Rebecca of causing them.
Family history/lore, states that after her execution, Rebecca and Franci s ' youngest son Benjamin retrieved her discarded body by nightfall, so t ha t she could receive a secret Christian burial on their homestead. A mo num ent to this dear woman and grandmother stands at the Nurse homestea d in D anvers, Massachusetts, in the family cemetery.
Those of us who are her descendants (and there are many), are grateful f o r the heritage of faithfulness and courage that she left us. (From a gr at eful descendant).
Rebecca Nurse’s petition reads:
“We whose nams Are heareunto subscribed being desired by goodman Nurs e t o declare what we knewe concerning his wives conversation for time pa st : we cane testyfie to all whom it may concerne that we have knowne he r fo r: many years and Acording to our observation her: Life and conversa tio n was Acording to her profession and we never had Any: cause or groun ds t o suspect her of Any such thing as she is nowe Acused of
Israel Porter
Elizibeth Porter
Edward Beshep sen
Hana Beshep
Joshua Rea
Sarah Rea
Sarah Leach
John Putnam sen.
Rebeckh Putnam
Joseph Hucheson sen
Leda Hucheson
Joseph Holten sen
Sarah Holten
Daniell Andrew
Sara Andrew
Jonathan Putnam
Lydia Putnam
Walter Phillipps senior
Nathaniel Felton Sen:
Margaret Philips
Taitha Phillipps
Joseph Houlton Junior
Sam’ll Endecott
Elizabeth Buxtston
Samuel Aborn senr
Isaack Cooke
Benjaman Putnam
Sarah Putnam
Job Swinerton
Esther Swinerton
Joseph Herrick sen
Samuell Sibley
Hephzibah Rea
Elisabeth Cooke
William Osborne
Hanah Osborne
Daniell Rea
Sarah Putnam
Joseph Putman (Putnam)”
The records of the First Church in Salem:
"1692, July 3. After sacrament, the elders propounded to the church, a n d it was, by an unanimous vote, consented to, that our sister Nurse, be in g a convicted witch by the Court, and condemned to die, should be exco mmu nicated; which was accordingly done in the afternoon, she being prese nt."
On October 17, 1711, the Massachusetts legislature passed a bill restori n g some of the names of the Salem Witch Trials victims, including Rebec c a Nurse.
On December 17, 1711, the General Court awarded the Nurse family £25 i n r estitution for Rebecca’s wrongful conviction and death.
In 1909, Rebecca Nurse’s home in Danvers, Massachusetts was purchase d b y the Rebecca Nurse Memorial Association and opened to the public a s a hi storic house museum
In 1957, the State of Massachusetts formally apologized for the trials.
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*From the Rebecca Nurse Homestead, Danvers, Massachusetts website:
"Follow the tree lined path to the back of the property to the ancient N u rse Family Cemetery. It has been a longstanding family tradition that R eb ecca’s son and husband retrieved her body after her execution and secr etl y buried it here. A monument with a poem by John Greenleaf Whittier w as e rected in 1885 to commemorate her. In 1992, 300 years after his wron gfu l execution, another victim of the Hysteria, George Jacobs, was burie d he re after being found on his former property in a lone unmarked grave . H e remains the ONLY known burial site of anyone convicted of witchcraf t du ring the Salem trials." | Towne, Rebecca (I3943)
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Death: Death of Welcome was 28 Nov 1879, Source: Beaman, Alden G., Rho d e Island Vital Records, New Series, (Priceton Publishing Company, 1976 ) , Vol 9; 159 "Washington County Births From Death and Marriage Records " W elcome was also referred to as son of Isaac and Esther.
The tax list of Richmond June 1883 pg 14 George refers to is as follow s : "Prosser, Welcome, deceased, est- real $1800, personal -, tax 9 00" | Prosser, Welcome (I84205)
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Death: Died at home.
SOURCE: Death Certificates, State of Utah
HISTORY OF JULIA AMANDA OSTLER (1866 - 1951)
Julia Amanda Ostler Ray was born 22 February 1866 in Allington, Dorsetsh i re, England, to George Symonds and Mary Ann Langford Ostler
Julia went to school in England before coming to America. While there, s h e and her sister, Nellie, met two Mormon missionaries who persuaded th e m to come to Riverton, Utah, to marry them. On arriving in Utah, they f ou nd the missionaries already had two wives and were living in polygamy ; so , they refused marriage to them. Both Nellie and Julia found work . Juli a worked at the post office and sent money to England to help bri ng her f amily over to America.
On 15 February 1887, Julia married Edward Ray in Bingham Junction, Uta h , now known as Midvale, Utah. He was born 22 March 1866, at Wolverhampt on , England. On 14 October 1891, they were sealed in the Manti Temple. T he y lived in South Jordan for about two years then moved to Salt Lake Ci t y where they purchased and operated a jewelry store for a number of yea rs . They sold the business to Sorenson Jewelry which still in operatio n i n 1985.
Julia and Edward attend the Fourth Ward in which Julia sang in the cho i r and Ted was the leader of the choir. He also sang lead tenor in the T ab ernacle Choir for several years. They were both very good singers an d spe nt many hours together while her husband played the organ and bot h of the m sang.
They later moved to West Jordan and after a short time built their hom e . Julia would serve a full-course meal every day for the workers. The y li ved there approximately 60 years when, in June 1951, Julia died. Sh e is b uried in the South Jordan Cemetery.
Their son, Ted, and Wife, Zina, lived in part of her house and raise d a l arge family. Julia attended and took care of all the children whe n they w ere born and helped with them for many years. Their daughter, Ju ne, and h usband, Willis, lived in two rooms of the house and their thre e childre n were born there also – Julia, Rodney, and Ralph. When Ralph w as 6 week s old, they moved to Midvale, Utah and a short time later move d to Salt L ake City.
Julia’s husband was a very expert watch make and had watches and clock s b rought into him from all over the valley. He was known as the best an d so metimes had twenty or thirty watches at a time in their home to repa ir. H e also worked at the Midvale smelter. He was a master mechanic an d stea m fitter.
For the last 15 or more years of Julia’s and her husband’s life, they we r e very devoted to the Temple. They would walk four miles a day –two mil e s to the street car in Midvale – where they would go to the Temple an d tw o miles home at night after working in the Temple all day. After Jul ia’ s death, her husband lived for several years when, on morning approac hin g the Temple, had a stroke and died a short time later.
Julia and Edward lived for two years at Saltair. He was a lifeguard. Th e y had comfortable living quarters over the water, and she always said s h e loved it as it reminded her a lot of England and the old country. He r d aughter, June, also lived with them. She loved it also because she go t t o ride the merry-go-round every morning as it was checked for repairs . Th ese years were enjoyed by all of them.
She was very active in Relief Society and never missed going. It was he l d in the old Mud Temple. When the meetings were discontinued there, sh e w as active in the Midvale Second Ward for many years.
She was a very good housekeeper and her wooden kitchen floor was very wh i te. The way she scrubbed it was on her hands and knees with lye soap a n d water. None of the homes in those days had tile or linoleum on the fl oo rs. She loved flowers and spent many hours in her flower and vegetabl e ga rdens. Julia was an exceptionally good cook and prepared many good m eal s for those who would visit her.
She lived down a long lane and each side of it was a row of black and or a nge native currants. She would stand hours in the hot sun picking thes e . She would then take them home and would make very delicious pies. He r p ies and pie crusts were out of the ordinary. She would also make deli ciou s jelly out of the currants.
She also raised chickens and ducks and took care of “Tiny” and “Star”, h e r two cows. She loved to sew and made many quilts, which she quilted b y h and. She also made a good part of her grandchildren’s clothes. She lo ve d them all very much. In spite of all the hard work and hardships, sh e al ways had a kind greeting and big smile for everyone; they were alway s wel come in her home and she was loved by all.
Source: "Thomas Hodder Ostler and Joan Cousins Stevens": Their Descendan t s and Ancestors" Mary Teerlink 1985 | Ostler, Julia Amanda (I365)
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Death: Died in the Utah State Hospital, Provo, Utah, Utah, United States
Occupation: Tailor | Hagstrom, Peter Gustaf (I509)
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Death: Died of cholera | West, John (I417)
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Death: Died of cholera | West, Hannah (I419)
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Death: Died of cholera | West, Matthew (I420)
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Death: Died of cholera | West, Julia Francis (I423)
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Death: Died of consumption. | Olney, Lydia (I30990)
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Death: Drown in a ditch at around 2 1/2 years of age. | Nelson, Ephriam (I171)
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Death: He was dragged to death by a horse. | Ellsworth, Joseph Ray (I174574)
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Death: http://members.aol.com/GFSBrenda/Whipple.html gives death dat e o f 12 Jul 1698, Providence, RI.
Marriage: Variant date: 9 Mar 1666.
SOURCE: John Osborne Austin, _Genealogical Dictionary of Rhode Island (A l bany, N.Y., 1887; reprinted. Baltimore: Genealogical Publishing Co., 19 78 ) p. 222.
SOURCE: Clair A. Hemenway Newton, Captain John Whipple, 1617-1685, and H i s Descendants (Naperville, Ill., 1946), p. 52.
SOURCE: James N. Arnold, Vital Record of Rhode Island, 1636-1850, Vol . 2 , Providence, Part 1 (Providence: Narragansett Historical Pub. Co., 1 92) , p. 140.
SOURCE: Email from N. Combs to Weldon Whipple, 4 Sep 2002. Cites Recor d s of the First Church at Dorchester in New England, 1636-1734 (birthdat e) . | Whipple, Mary (I731)
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Death: India Deaths and Burials, 1719-1948, Norman Kent Durand, 02 A u g 1 8 92; citing; FHL microfilm 512343. | Durand, Norman Kent (I61885)
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Death: Killed by Indians. | Cleveland, Samuel (I37727)
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Death: Killed by pitchfork to the head thrown by a mob. | Dyggvasson, Dag King of Sweden (I40274)
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Death: Killed in action during WWI. Rank: Temp Lieutenant, Regiment: Kin g 's Own (Royal Lancaster Regiment) | Goldring, Frank Carter (I35702)
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Death: KPVI Eastern Idaho News
Jonathan Darwin Wareing, age 3, was called home unexpectedly on Saturda y , Aug. 8, 2015 as a result of a farming accident doing what he loved mo st .
Jonathan was born April 2, 2012 to his parents, Jade and Katheryn Warei n g of Rose, Idaho. Jonathan did not let his two month premature arriva l sl ow him down. He soon caught up to his older sister, Samantha.
He was a very affectionate boy, always telling his family that he love d t hem and bestowing them with hugs and kisses. He dearly loved his sist er , Samantha, taking turns playing with cars, tractors, dolls, pretend h ous e or school or anything else that Samantha wanted to play.
Jonathan was looking forward to becoming a big brother and teaching hi s l ittle brother how to play with cars. He enjoyed helping to care for t he f amily dogs, Harley, Smokey, and especially Jasmine. He had a great l ove f or his primary and day care teachers. Outside of his family and tea chers , his cute smile with his wrinkled nose won the hearts of friends a nd nei ghbors. Jonathan considered anyone he knew for longer than five mi nutes h is friend.
Jonathan loved any round object that could possibly be used as a steeri n g wheel. He would pretend to drive to familiar places such as town or I da ho Falls for shopping or Rupe's for milkshakes. He would gather all th e p assengers he possibly could to play pretend with him. Jonathan love d sing ing and making his family laugh. He loved to be tickled and woul d ask fo r more, right after the tickling had stopped.
Early on he developed a love for cars, trains and especially tractors . H e eagerly looked forward to getting home from day care during the wee k o r getting dressed early on Saturday morning, so that he could go int o th e backyard and pretend to drive his daddy's tractor.
Jonathan loved to learn and was very excited to start preschool. He ha d h is backpack ready to go and had already been eagerly practicing writi ng h is name. Although he will be dearly missed, we know that Jonathan i s i n a Celestial place and that our Father in Heaven will now be his tea cher .
He is survived by his parents, Jade and Katheryn Wareing of Rose, Idah o ; sister, Samantha of Rose, Idaho; grandparents, Darwin and Peggy Warei n g of Rose, Idaho; aunt, Angie (John) Young; and cousins, Logan, Hunte r an d Skyler of Idaho Falls, Idaho; aunt, Allise (Mike) Farrell; and cou sins , Cole, Bo and Jake of Bountiful, Utah; great- grandparents, Eugen e and F rankie Whipple of West Jordan, Utah; great-grandparents, Clyde an d Dayl e White of Salt Lake City; grandparents, Steven and Kelly Whippl e of Rive rton, Utah; aunt, Jennifer (Ryan) McLean; and cousins, Tiffan y and Elizab eth of Riverton, Utah; uncle, Benjamin Whipple of Ohio; aunt , Rebecca Whi pple of Montana; uncle, Kayden Whipple of Riverton, Utah.
Jonathan was preceded in death by his great-grandparents, Pete and Lucil l e Wareing of Rose, Idaho; twin cousins, Kaitlyn and Mikayla Young of Id ah o Falls, Idaho; and great- grandparents, C. Brian and Dorothy O'Neil o f V ernal, Utah.
A funeral service will be held at 11 a.m. on Friday, Aug, 14,2015, at Ro s e LDS Church, 403 North 150 West in Blackfoot. The family will meet wi t h friends and relatives from 6 p.m. to 8 p.m. on Thursday, Aug. 13, 201 5 , at Hawker Funeral Home, 132 South Shilling Avenue in Blackfoot and f o r one hour prior to services at the church.
Obituary: Jonathan Darwin Wareing, 3
Jonathan Darwin Wareing, age 3, was called home unexpectedly on Saturda y , Aug. 8, 2015 as a result of a farming accident doing what he loved mo st .
Jonathan was born April 2, 2012 to his parents, Jade and Katheryn Warei n g of Rose, Idaho. Jonathan did not let his two month premature arriva l sl ow him down. He soon caught up to his older sister, Samantha.
He was a very affectionate boy, always telling his family that he love d t hem and bestowing them with hugs and kisses. He dearly loved his sist er , Samantha, taking turns playing with cars, tractors, dolls, pretend h ous e or school or anything else that Samantha wanted to play.
Jonathan was looking forward to becoming a big brother and teaching hi s l ittle brother how to play with cars. He enjoyed helping to care for t he f amily dogs, Harley, Smokey, and especially Jasmine. He had a great l ove f or his primary and day care teachers. Outside of his family and tea chers , his cute smile with his wrinkled nose won the hearts of friends a nd nei ghbors. Jonathan considered anyone he knew for longer than five mi nutes h is friend.
Jonathan loved any round object that could possibly be used as a steeri n g wheel. He would pretend to drive to familiar places such as town or I da ho Falls for shopping or Rupe's for milkshakes. He would gather all th e p assengers he possibly could to play pretend with him. Jonathan love d sing ing and making his family laugh. He loved to be tickled and woul d ask fo r more, right after the tickling had stopped.
Early on he developed a love for cars, trains and especially tractors . H e eagerly looked forward to getting home from day care during the wee k o r getting dressed early on Saturday morning, so that he could go int o th e backyard and pretend to drive his daddy's tractor.
Jonathan loved to learn and was very excited to start preschool. He ha d h is backpack ready to go and had already been eagerly practicing writi ng h is name. Although he will be dearly missed, we know that Jonathan i s i n a Celestial place and that our Father in Heaven will now be his tea cher .
He is survived by his parents, Jade and Katheryn Wareing of Rose, Idah o ; sister, Samantha of Rose, Idaho; grandparents, Darwin and Peggy Warei n g of Rose, Idaho; aunt, Angie (John) Young; and cousins, Logan, Hunte r an d Skyler of Idaho Falls, Idaho; aunt, Allise (Mike) Farrell; and cou sins , Cole, Bo and Jake of Bountiful, Utah; great- grandparents, Eugen e and F rankie Whipple of West Jordan, Utah; great-grandparents, Clyde an d Dayl e White of Salt Lake City; grandparents, Steven and Kelly Whippl e of Rive rton, Utah; aunt, Jennifer (Ryan) McLean; and cousins, Tiffan y and Elizab eth of Riverton, Utah; uncle, Benjamin Whipple of Ohio; aunt , Rebecca Whi pple of Montana; uncle, Kayden Whipple of Riverton, Utah.
Jonathan was preceded in death by his great-grandparents, Pete and Lucil l e Wareing of Rose, Idaho; twin cousins, Kaitlyn and Mikayla Young of Id ah o Falls, Idaho; and great- grandparents, C. Brian and Dorothy O'Neil o f V ernal, Utah.
A funeral service will be held at 11 a.m. on Friday, Aug, 14,2015, at Ro s e LDS Church, 403 North 150 West in Blackfoot. The family will meet wi t h friends and relatives from 6 p.m. to 8 p.m. on Thursday, Aug. 13, 201 5 , at Hawker Funeral Home, 132 South Shilling Avenue in Blackfoot and f o r one hour prior to services at the church. | Wareing, Jonathan Darwin (I10413)
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Death: Lost at Sea, North Atlantic, Aboard "Castle" | Iggulden, Stephen (I89443)
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DEATH: Lost on the plains near Fort Laramie, Wyoming in July 1852.
Elizabeth Mainwaring, daughter of Peter and Jane Molyneaux Mainwaring, w a s born 22 May 1808 at Liverpool, England. She married Isaac Brockbank , Sr . in the year 1835 in Liverpool, England. She was a devout Methodis t an d when her husband embraced “Mormonism”, she was quite upset.
She was a loving mother and a devoted daughter. When her mother needed e x tra care, Elizabeth and her husband moved into her mother’s home that s h e might take care of her.
When her husband decided to come to America, she tried to influence he r c hildren to stay in England with her. When they would not, she agree d to g o for the sake of the children but she told some of her family tha t if th ings didn’t work out, she would return.
Quoting Isaac, Jr., “In the latter part of July as we journeyed along a n d having passed Fort Laramie, my mother seemed more reconciled. Just be fo re noon, we came to a very steep hill and those who had been riding i n th e wagons got out and my mother did the same. She gave the baby to m y sist er and Preceded down the hill.
“There were many wild currant bushes and quite a patch of them at the bo t tom of the hill. This is the last place she was seen by anyone of the c om pany. We did not miss her until we made noon camp. I rode back to thi s pl ace but could find no traces of her. In the morning, my father and B ro. L ayton, Assistant Captain, rode back and though they found her foots teps a round a spring and some on the road to Laramie, they could not fin d her.”
“Three or four men who had left a sheep camp told of seeing a woman on t h e road but when she saw them, she left the road. They traveled back t o La ramie but found no trace. Authorities there promised to notify the m if an y thing turned up. “
“She was always willing to bear everything for the sake of her childre n a nd I cannot think, even at this time, that she willingly went away.”
She must have been of strong character and strong in her belief of wha t w as right and wrong.
From: An Historical and Genealogical Record of Isaac Brockbank, Sr. Volu m e II, Published in 1974. | Mainwaring, Elizabeth (I6148)
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Death: Our Dead Near Winchester - The bodies of the following named Verm o nt soldiers are reported to be interred on the Ramney Pike and in the b ur ying grounds near Winchester, Va. Corp. Clesson Cameron, A, 11, died S ept . 22 1864. | Cameron, Clesson (I80654)
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DEATH: San Luis Obispo Tribune 23 Aug 1895
BIRTH: 1850 Census of Troy Twp., Richland Co., Ohio
Mary Johnson was born May 6, 1801 in Washington County, Pennsylvania: t h e daughter of Samuel Johnson and Elizabeth Huntsman. While yet a child , s he went with her parents to the “virgin” Ohio Valley where she met he r fu ture husband James Huntsman. In 1822 they were married and lived i n Richl and County near their parents as they began to raise their family .
In the fall of 1833, the Mormon missionaries began preaching in Richla n d County and James and Mary were among the first members of the Churc h o f Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. It is presumed that Mary’s mothe r wa s also baptized. They sold their comfortable home and huge farm to b e nea r the Saints and were among those who were in Jackson County. The y were p resent in the bloody slaughter at Haun’s Mill, where their broth er-in law , Jacob Potts was killed; a victim to the ruthless mob .
Faith and Peace was again found in the city of Nauvoo. They were clos e t o the Prophet Joseph Smith. From Joseph’s own journal is found this e ntry : “October 7, 1842; This day teachers for the school of the prophet s me t and organized in Nauvoo, Illinois, with Elish Averett, President ; Jame s Huntsman, First Counselor; James Hendricks, Second Counselor.” T hey wer e active in the building of the Temple and when it was complete d were amo ng those who did work for the dead.
A short time before the martyrdom of the Prophet Joseph Smith, James to o k his youngest son Peter to the Temple and the child was afraid of th e ox en. The Prophet lifted the child up so that he could touch one of th e oxe n and explained to the boy that they were not real .
If their testimonies had not been tested and tired, once again they we r e without a home as they watched their beautiful city burn under the ha nd s of a mob. The Huntsman’s were resettled in Council Bluffs with the r ema ining faithful Saints. It was their on July 17, 1846 at Pleasant Morn ing , Camp Israel, Council Bluffs that quote:” President Brigham Young se lect ed the brethren to act as Bishops; James Huntsman and others.” He i s reco rded as being a man of great means and generosity when called upon .” Some time after their baptism James was called to serve a mission in T ennessee , leaving his wife to raise the family in Richland County.
The family crossed the plains with the early Saints and lived in Salt La k e City, Utah Territory for one year before heading south to Fillmore i n O ctober 1852. They took up residence in an old fort once used to prote ct t he settlers from warring Indians. Time passed and James Huntsman bui l t a brick home which stands today at what is known as 150 West Center S tr eet. It was here that they farmed and raised cattle to make a living.
Brigham Young visited James Huntsman and family often, both in Salt La k e City and Fillmore, Utah. James was only married once, but his brothe r s journals indicated that he would have taken on more wives as was th e cu stom, but his wife forbade it.
On one occasion Brigham Young visited James and suggested that he migh t t ake on another family since her able to financially. James told Presi den t young he was willing if he could persuade is wife Mary to go for it . Pr esident Young preceded in the home as directly asked Mary is she wou ld pe rmit James to take another wife. She was drinking coffee at the tim e an d threw it in President Young’s face. President Young headed out th e doo r and to his horse drawn buggy saying to James, never mind you hav e all t he wife you can handle. Mary left to California with a few child ren afte r she became a widow and she followed her children seeking gol d in Califo rnia. She died August 15, 1895 in Arroyo Grande, San Luis Obi spo County , California. | Johnston, Mary (I2713)
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DEATH: Slain by Griffith king of Wales, Eadwine was slain in battle in W a les, 1039 | Eadwine III of Mercia (I173326)
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Death: Social Security Death Index
Leah Hegglund Duncan was born on October 12, 1898 in the small Mormon co m munity of Meadow in Millard County, Utah. It was primarily a farming a n d livestock community.
Leah was a vivacious young lady who very early learned the value and nec e ssity of hard work. Losing her father at age five, she with her mother , t wo brothers and three sisters ran the family farm. They not only sust aine d themselves and their oldest brother on a mission, but formed close , war m family bonds that grew stronger throughout the years .
Leah married John Ralph Wood, a local boy from Holden, Utah in 1918 whi l e he was on furlough during WWI. They raised three children, Anna, Elai n e and J. Ralph Wood.
Leah was a gifted artist with her sewing, quilting, tatting, crochetin g a nd knitting. She sang in the ward choir as a girl and continued to sh ar e her beautiful solo soprano voice in many functions throughout her li fet ime. Leah was a devoted daughter of her Heavenly Father .
Leah died in American Fork, Utah in 1982 after suffering a stroke at t h e age of 84.
She is remembered for her quick humor, her gentle care and her exubera n t spirit. | Duncan, Leah Hegglund (I4908)
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DEATH: Social Security Death Index
Obituary: Deseret News, The (Salt Lake City, UT) 19 May, 1994
Ilah Eames Carpenter, 91, long time resident of Salt Lake City, died Tue s day, May 17, 1994 in Provo.
She was born June 8, 1902 in Preston, Idaho, a daughter of David and Eli z abeth Greaves Eames. She married Kenneth Mosher Carpenter August 9, 19 2 6 in Brigham City, Utah. The marriage was later solemnized in the Sal t La ke LDS Temple. He died August 28, 1990.
Mrs. Carpenter graduated from the Onieda Stake Academy in 1921. She w a s a graduate of Utah State University in home economics. She taught sch oo l in Magna for four years before moving to Salt Lake City where she sp en t the remainder of her life. Her husband was the national advertisin g coo rdinator for the Newspaper Agency in Salt Lake City for over twent y years .
She was active civically as a longtime member of the YWCA Board of Di r e c tors and the PTA. Mrs. Carpenter was a very active member of the Ch ur ch of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and served in various position s i n the Primary and Young Women.
Survivors include her son, Stephen Paul Carpenter, of Springfield, Virgi n ia; four grandchildren and three great grandchildren.
Graveside services under the direction of Walker Sanderson Funeral Hom e o f Orem will be held Friday at 1 p.m. in the Preston City Cemetery, Pr esto n, Idaho. | Eames, Ilah (I414)
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DEATH: Social Security Death Index
Rock Springs Daily Rocket-Miner, Jan 11, 1969
G.E. LANDEEN
Funeral services for Gottfred Emanuel Landeen, 79, of 422 P St., Rock Sp r ings, were held Wednesday at 2 p.m. at the LDS Church. Bishop Larry O . We st officiated. Burial was at Rest Haven Memorial Gardens.
Mr. Landeen died Saturday at Sweetwater County Memorial Hospital, wher e h e had been a patient for one day. He had been in ill health for las t si x years.
Pallbearers were his five sons, Dr. Fred H. Landeen and Dr. Donald V.Lan d een, both of Tucson, Ariz.; Dr. James M. Landeen of Jackson, Miss.; Rob er t D. Landeen of Rock Springs and G. Richard Landeen of Draper, Utah, a n d his nephew, James White.
A retired carpenter, he was a veteran of World War I, during which he se r ved with the U.S. Army. He was born Nov. 15, 1889, in Alvdalen, Sweden , a nd came to the United States in 1900, going directly to Salt Lake Cit y. H e lived there until moving to Rock Springs in 1926.
He married the former Lisle Hixson at the LDS Temple, Salt Lake City, Ju n e 26, 1923.
Mr. Landeen was the son of the late Daniel and Karin Larson Landeen.
Survivors, in addition to his wife and sons, are one daughter, Mary Kar i n of Augusta, Ga.; 22 grandchildren and several nieces and nephews.
He was a member of the LDS Church, Fraternal Order of Eagles, Aerie No . 1 51; Carpenters Union and the Vasa Swedish Lodge. | Landeen, Gottfred Emanuel (I5018)
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DEATH: Social Security Death Index | Ray, Edward Milton (I362)
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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. | Eames, Elizabeth Greaves (I94)
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Death: Social Security Death Index, 1935-2014
Cemetery Plot: 103471 X-2-128-E-1 | Allen, Wilmer Lars (I17325)
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Death: Struck by lightning (along with daughter Mary) in the entry of th e ir home. | Langton, Mary (I91489)
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Death: Torpedoed on HMS Barham. | Rooke, James Anthony (I80458)
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The hearts of John and Elizabeth (Brockbank) Bushnell were made happy wi t h the birth of their seventh child, their first daughter. They named h e r Elizabeth. She was born in Meadow, Millard county, Utah, 11 Apr 1869 . S he lived under pioneer conditions knowing and experiencing plenty o f har d work and the hardships that went with pioneer life. Her family wa s on e of the first six families to settle in Meadow. She received her ea rly e ducation in the little log one-room school down on the square whic h late r became the tithing yard. The subjects given were reading, writin g, an d arithmetic, then a little history and geography in the upper grad es. Sh e later attended the Millard Stake Academy in Fillmore, Utah and u pon gra duation, helped her family in the sheep business.
Elizabeth adored her father, mother and family. She was of a happy natu r e and could always see the beautiful side of life but was saddened by t h e death of her older brother Isaac. When she was 13 years of age her fa th er passed away leaving her very sad indeed. She grew into a beautiful , gr acious young woman. She was blessed with many lovely talents. A beau tifu l singing voice, a wonderful speaking voice and a marvelous memory f or me morizing very long readings. With these talents she gave much to t o other s by singing and giving readings on the different programs of th e day, en tertaining people in church and gatherings of all kinds.
She was always active in Church, serving as a counselor in Relief Socie t y and a visiting teacher as long as she lived. She was also presiden t o f the Primary for many years and a teacher in most auxiliary organiza tion s. She was chorister for many years as well, always efficient and de penda ble in all she was called to do.
Elizabeth fell in love with and at age 25 married William Hyrum Bennet t , in the Manti LDS Temple on 21 Nov 1894. William was the third son o f Jo hn Bell and Mary (Senior) Bennett of Payson, Utah. He had come to Me ado w to live with and help his Uncle, Hyrum Bell Bennett, who lived neig hbor s to Elizabeth.
This young couple lived a farming life and became the parents of eight c h ildren. Noble, their first born, lived only two weeks. This was a rea l he artbreak for them. Then came along Sterling John. During this same t ime , Utah became the 45th state in the USA. With statehood came an end t o mo st of the problems connected with polygamy.
On 24 Jul 1898 the Bennetts were blessed with another son, Howard Joshu a . He was their “holiday boy”. This small family witnessed the new centu r y begin with all its promise while they still lived the pioneer life wi t h a “two seater” outhouse, coal oil lamps which were washed and prime d on ce a week, flat irons heated on the old stove, and a big copper boil er t o “boil the wash” and “bottle the food”.
Next came three little girls, Geneva, Arvilla, and Leona, to the delig h t of everyone. Also the horseless carriage came along to the amazemen t o f everyone. William and Elizabeth never did own a car.
In 1911, they added another boy, Vaun Mainwaring, and exactly 18 year s t o the day their first baby was born, they added a last little girl, E dna . With seven lively children, Saturday nights at the Bennetts’ wer e a mar athon of baths in the large tub in the kitchen. The tub, filled w ith wate r heated on the stove, was placed in the center of a ring of cha irs. A qu ilt was placed over all so the bather had privacy. Lots of goo d natured f un accompanied this Saturday night ritual.
By 1917 came the terrible “first world war”. Life was never quite the sa m e again. Sterling John, Oldest of the Bennett boys was drafted and pu t th rough basic training. A few weeks before he was to be shipped overse as, t he war ended. He returned to Meadow by bus. What a joyous reunion.
William and the boys were hunters and with luck and skill they provid e d a variety of meat for what had become a large family. William also ma in tained an apple orchard and Elizabeth grew an annual vegetable garden . Th ey stored apples and potatoes in “the pit” for winter use and alon g wit h the regular benefits of their farm such as milk, eggs, chicken, s alt cu red ham, etc., they did not go hungry. Also, they fared well throu gh th e “great flu epidemic of 1918".
Holidays and birthdays were special times for the Bennetts’. The whole t o wn celebrated the 4th and 24th of July, with a parade, games, picnics a n d dancing. The Relief Society made and sold ice cream cones. Elizabet h ma de her unique “raisin pie”, a great favorite of William’s, on specia l occ asions, and her famous fruit cakes for Christmas. They attended th e tow n winter plays in which most family members participated at one tim e or a nother.
These wonderful parents ruled their home with patience, love, understand i ng and faith in god, always showing an abundance of love to friends an d n eighbors and willing to help anyone in need. They were affectionatel y kno wn as Uncle Will and Aunt Bee.
Elizabeth was an excellent cook with a talent for putting things togeth e r to make them nourishing and tasty. She sewed almost everything she a n d her family wore and helped many of her friends, family members and ne ig hbors. She was very ambitious, never wasting time even when she was il l . She would crotchet or piece quilts to keep her hands busy. For many y ea rs, hobos and Indians came through Meadow looking for a “handout”. The y a lways stopped at Elizabeth’s door. She always sent them away with a m eal , either under their belt (if William was home) or in their hand if h e wa s not. One day she inquired of a hobo, why he had come a full bloc k off m ain street to her home to ask for food. He told her that there we re sign s on main street directing fellows like himself to persons who wo uld giv e good food to those in need.
Elizabeth came in contact with diphtheria and had a very bad case of i t . She always believed that the power of prayer and faith saved her lif e . She never was really well after that but did a beautiful job of taki n g care of her family. She and her fine husband cared for her widowed pi on eer mother for many years in their home, showing the greatest kindnes s an d love until her death.
With early Twenty’s, electricity came to Meadow. Such a modern miracle . N ow the family owned and enjoyed a radio as well as a daily newspaper . I n 1920, Howard was wed. The fledglings were beginning to leave the ne st . By the “crash of 29", five of their seven living children, had marri e d and left home.
The “great depression” that followed was not too unkind, although Willi a m often told about not seeing any actual money for a long time. They a l l traded goods and services until the depression eased. During this ti m e Elizabeth became very ill with cancer and died 26 Jun 1934, at age 6 5 .
She was buried in the Meadow Cemetery. Of the many tributes paid her a t h er funeral, this one is so true of her life: “There wa no more beauti fu l or noble woman lived than Libby Bennett”. She was affectionately cal le d Libby.
Following her death, the last two children married and William lived o u t his remaining years spending time with each of his children. He die d i n 1947 and was buried in the Meadow cemetery beside his beloved Eliza beth . | Bennett, Leona (I4824)
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Death: U.S., Social Security Death Index, 1935-2014
Burial: Salt Lake City Cemetery plot E-4-18-2N2RDWY | Whipple, George Wheeler (I58)
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Death: U.S., Social Security Death Index, 1935-2014
Burial: Salt Lake City Cemetery West-2-139-1E
British Mission
September 1909–November 1911
Age Called: 22
Great Britain
Set Apart: 23 September 1909
End Date: 18 November 1911
Priesthood office: Elder
Called From: Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
Set apart by: Seymour B Young
British Mission
May 1919–Unknown
Age Called: 32
British
Set Apart: 16 May 1919
Departed From Home: 16 May 1919
Priesthood office: Elder
Called From: Pleasant Green, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
Set apart by: Rudger Clawson | Whipple, Leonard Hirst (I106)
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Death: U.S., Social Security Death Index, 1935-2014
Divorced Dayle Duncan 22 November 1960.
Obituary:
Tommy Bruce King, 34, of 544 E. 1st South died Dec. 10, 1974 at home, causes pending medical examiner's investigation. Born Jan. 3, 1940, Price to Lloyd Franklin and Iva Adeline Davis King. Married Dayle Duncan, Elko , Nev. later divorced. Employed as a fry cook. Survivors: daughter Kelly, Salt Lake City; foster parents, Nathan and Harriet Davis, Salt Lake City; brother, sisters: Ivan N., Hunter; Mrs. Joe W.K. (Vivian) Richards, Granger; Mrs. George K. (Audrey) Causby, Harbor City, Calif.; Mrs. Bud (Jeannine K.) Smith, Springfield, Ore.; Mrs. Robert (Lenna K.) Downey, Lomita, Calif.; Mrs. Richard (Sue Rae) Walch, Provo. Funeral Saturday, 10 a.m., 4330 S. Redwood Road, where friends call Friday, 6-8 p.m., and Saturday an hour before services. Burial, Huntington Cemetery, Carbon County. | King, Tommy Bruce (I37)
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LaVon was born on the 19th of October 1913 at 677 West Capitol Stree t i n Salt Lake City, Utah. She was the fourth girl and child of Djalma r an d Aagot Lund. The home on West Capitol Street was a very fashionabl e hom e at that time. Consisting of a kitchen, pantry, bathroom, dining r oom, l iving room, library, bedroom and porch. The porch was used for sle eping q uarters for the children as the family got bigger; in inclement w eather , oil cloth was placed on the bed to keep the children dry. A dres ser o n the porch helped the sleeping porch to suffice for a bedroom. The re wa s a couch in the kitchen which was used only for the children whe n they w ere ill so they could sleep next to their parents. The Lunds too k great p ride in their home and tried to always keep it tidy and beautif ully furni shed. The home was located on a hill with the house nestled a t the botto m with a rolling lawn for a front yard. A gravel road highe r up on the hi ll was the access to the home. The hills which surrounde d their home hel d a lot of crannies, caves and fascinating spots for chi ldren to play.
Vonnie attended the Washington School. She was baptized April 1, 1922. V o nnie had a very busy childhood caring for her younger brother, Abe, an d y ounger sister, Connie. Connie recalls how Vonnie had to throw her co at o ut of the window when she went to school to avoid a scene of cryin g on th e part of Connie (she was such a mother to her). She spent many h ours sew ing at an early age for herself and the family to help ease th e burdens o f the depression years. Household chores were washing diaper s after schoo l, scrubbing floors, walls, doing dishes and general cleani ng. Many trip s were made to the 24th Ward wheeling a baby carriage for h er mother. Vo nnie taught herself how to play the piano, one of her acco mplishments bei ng the “Rustle of Spring” which was the envy of Connie, t o whom she intro duced the piano in her later years. Vonnie took dancin g lessons from Le e Christ. Vonnie recalls being in several Roadshows dir ected by her siste r Temmie. One of the favorite pastimes was walking do wn to the Star Thea tre to attend a movie for ten cents. The Washington S chool was a favorit e swimming haunt of Vonnie and her sisters. Warm Spri ngs also was a swimm ing pool where the family could afford to go swimmin g free on Monday morn ings. Many times the girls brought their lunch, hid ing in the restrooms w ith their feet hoisted up in the air until open pl unge for everyone start ed. Vonnie’s closest friends at this time were Ma rgaret Leatham, Tilda Jo rdan and Vera Huston. Vonnie attended West Junio r High. At the end of he r Junior High years, the Lunds moved to 266 Doug las Street and Vonnie att ended East High School. Ann Widstoe, daughter o f Apostle Widstoe, was he r Mutual teacher. Vonnie attended the 33rd War d at the time. Ann becam e a dear friend and invited Vonnie to her Summe r cabin. In the Summer o f 1929 at this cabin Vonnie met Dell Thomas Tuck er. He came up to the Wid stoe’s on horseback and Vonnie met him in the c orral. Some of Vonnie’s cl osest friends at this time were Don McDonald , Beth Hintze, and Naoma Melv ille.
Vonnie was endowed on the 2nd of May 1934 and sealed to Dell in the Sa l t Lake Temple on the same day. They lived in the Kimball Apartments o n Ma in Street two blocks north of the L.D.S. Business College. Then the y live d on University Street and 2nd South, and Unversity Street and 5t h Sout h while Dell attended the U. of U. During the depression years i t was har d to find employment and these were very sore years because Del l could on ly drive a taxi part time while he attended school. Dell had m anaged to s ave money to attend the University and had lost it when bank s failed in 1 929. The couple moved to 27th South off of 11th East wher e their first ch ild, Loralee D., was born on June 13, 1940. They then m oved to 27th Sout h behind the church on Highland Drive, where they resid ed when Dell Raymo nd was born January 18, 1942. Dell was drafted into th e army as a 1st Lie utenant serving in Riverside, California; Spokane Was hington; San Francis co; Ogden, Utah; and Sacramento, California. After t he war, Dell starte d working as a draftsman and the couple settled in Sa cramento. Vonnie con tinued to sew not only for her children but her sist er Temmie who becam e very involved in many social activities such as pro grams for social gro ups, etc. Their two children graduated from the Univ ersity of Berkeley, C alifornia – Loralee with a degree in Mathematics an d Ray with a degree i n Civil Engineering. Many sacrifices were made to s upport the children i n school as they attended Berkeley living away fro m home.
Vonnie and her sister Temmie enjoyed a choice companionship as Temmie li v ed just around the corner from Vonnie. Their lives were really intertwi ne d, each helping and enjoying the company of the other. Many days wer e spe nt visiting, shopping, swimming, and planning socials. Later, the y went o n trips together, including England, Tahiti, the Bahamas, Jamaic a, Hawaii , Cuba, Canada, Mexico, the New England states, and Washington , D.C. Som e of the most interesting sports that the girls saw in their t ravels wer e the home of Edvard Grieg where the goats at the thatch off t he roofs o f the homes, and the national dancers. They saw a thatch roo f being buil t there. Norway, home of Aagot, was a beautiful sight to beh old with th e high majestic mountains, beautiful fjords, as mother had s o often descr ibed to her children. The Fairyland Tour around Sollested , Denmark, wher e father Djalmar was born, was a highlight. Vonnie saw t he Hansen Hote l which had been owned by Rasmus Hansen Lund on Yulling Is land, the nam e being changed when the Germans marched through. Stork Isl and, where th e storks migrating from the Nile lived, was a fascinating s pot. Farmers b uilt their roofs in a V shape so the storks could build th eir nests on th e roofs.
The main island, Copenhagen, where the king lived in a palace, was so in t eresting, and the girls also saw the Summer home of the Hansens on th e is land of Bergen across the channel from England. Denmark was a fascin atin g place to vist. All the homes had red roofs and white sides as yo u appro ached from the air. The king’s guard dressed immaculately and the y had th e opportunity to see them marching.
Vonnie is currently suffering from ill health. She has osteoporosis, hea r t trouble, arthritis, and failing eyesight, but still has the same dete rm ination to do her own housework, keeping her home lovely and clean. Sh e m anages to read much less frequently her beloved historical novels an d kee p abreast of the times. The love of her family is the motivating fo rce i n her life.
By Constance Irene Lund Neel | Lund, LaVon Iris (I5010)
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John Aaron Nelson "Johnny" John Aaron Nelson, age 89, passed away on Sun d ay, September 11, 2005, following head trauma caused by several recen t fa lls. He was born to Joseph G. and Almeda Giles Nelson, January 17, 1 916 , in Preston, Idaho, the last of 12 children. After attending publi c scho ols in Preston he attended Utah Agricultural College (USU) in Loga n, grad uating with a degree in English in 1937. John married Nyena Sheph erd on A ugust 7, 1936, in the Salt Lake Temple. After his graduation, th ey move d to Salt Lake where he began a lifelong association with Standar d Oil (C hevron Texaco), working first in service stations, then the cent ral wareh ouse, and finally in the credit department. After retiring, h e worked fo r Appliance Service Center/Time and Instrument Co. for many y ears. John a nd Nyena have two daughters, Patricia and Catherine. The fam ily also incl uded "Uncle Joe," his "kid brother" Joseph D. Nelson. He lo ved to take hi s family camping to places like Yellowstone and the Utah P arks. Later i n life he enjoyed camping with his children and their famil ies. John wa s a faithful member of the LDS Church, serving as elders' qu orum presiden t, ward clerk, in the high priest group leadership. He wa s always support ive of his family's church callings, helping with the wa rd Relief Society , and delighting in traveling with Nyena and Pat on Tab ernacle Choir tour s. John lived and loved to serve the Lord by serving o thers and making th em happy. During the last few years, he often worke d at welfare square i n the cannery and the bakery, as recently as two we eks ago. John is survi ved by his daughters Patricia (Ronald) Madsen an d Catherine, both of Sal t Lake, eight grandchildren, and 14 great-grandc hildren. He was precede d in death by his wife, Nyena, his parents, and a ll of his brothers and s isters. Funeral services will be held Saturday , September 17, 2005, at th e Foothill 1st Ward Chapel, 1930 S. 2100 East , at 11:00 a.m. There wil l b e a viewing at the Church from 9:00 a.m. t o 10:45 a.m. prior to the s ervices. Thanks to the nursing staff at Unive rsity Medical Center for hel ping make his passing peaceful. Intermen t a t the Logan City Cemetery. | Nelson, John Aaron (I93)
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Vaun "M" Bennett, 93, passed away April 5, 2004 in Delta. Born Marc h 2 9 , 1911 in Meadow to William Hyrum and Elizabeth Bushnell Bennett. M arr i e d Phyllis Lyle Talbot in Las Vegas, NV, December 23, 1935. Marria ge s olemnized in Manti Temple, November 13, 1954.
Spent early years in Meadow, attending school there and Fillmore. He l p e d father farming and tending sheep on Meadow Mountain. In 1940, pur ch ased farm in Hinckley, and moved family there. Ran farm, worked for BL M , and did assessment work for Millard County. Later became Range Techni ci an for BLM; retiring after 30 years.
Great horseman; taught sons art of training and working with horses. Lov e d spending time in outdoors with family: fishing, hunting, and horse ra ci ng. Took great pride in his yard, raising vegetables and flowers, incl udi ng prize winning roses.
Faithful member LDS Church, serving various positions. Sang with the Des e rt Sentinels choir several years.
Survived by sons: DeLyle (Annette), Heyburn ID; Gale (Natalie), Hinckle y ; Klynn (Beverly), Rupert, ID; daughter: Beverly (Mervin) Prince, New H ar mony; daughter-in-law: Marilyn, South Jordan; 22 grandchildren. 65 gre at - grandchildren. Two great-great-grand-children. Preceded in death b y wif e: Phyllis; son: Phil; grandchildren: Richard Vaun Day and Kristin e Day ; great-grandchild: Kylie Ivy Turner; three brothers and four siste rs.
Funeral services Friday April 9, 2004, 11 a.m. at Delta West Stake Ce n t e r in Hinckley. Friends call Thursday April 8, 7-8 p.m. at Nickle Mo rt ua r y in Delta and at church Friday, 9:30-10:45 a.m. Interment Meado w Ce metery, 3 p.m. | Bennett, Vaun Mainwaring (I4823)
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Obituary: Constance Irene Lund Neel "Connie" Constance "Connie" Irene Lu n d Neel, 80, passed away peacefully, Sunday, October 5, 2003 surrounde d b y her loving family. She was born Feb. 17, 1923 the sixth Child of Dj alma r and Aagot Lund. Raised in Salt Lake City, she graduated from the U niver sity of Utah. She was a teacher and operated a private kindergarte n for m any years. Connie married Robert C. Neel, August 13, 1951 in th e Salt Lak e Temple. Connie was a devoted wife, mother and member of Th e Church of J esus Christ of Latter-day Saints, holding many ward and sta ke positions . She and Bob served in the Naga Philippines Mission as wel l as two servi ce missions at Church headquarters in Salt Lake City. Sh e is survived b y her dear husband Bob, children Robert C. (Gloria) Nee l Jr., Stuart D. ( Trina) Neel, Valeri N. (Scott) Stewart, Peggy D. Perki ns, S. Trent (Valen e) Neel, Elizabeth N. (Marc) Horne, 20 grandchildren , four great-grandchi ldren, a sister Margot White and a brother, Gordo n Lund. Funeral service s will be held at 12:00 noon, Thursday, October 9 , 2003 at the East Millc reek 11th Ward, 2702 E. Evergreen Ave (3350 Sout h) in Salt Lake City. A v iewing will be held from 6:00 p.m. to 8:00 p.m . Wednesday, October 8, a t the East Millcreek 7th Ward, 3408 South Celes te Way and on Thursday on e hour prior to services at the 11th Ward, wher e friends and family may c all. Interment will follow at Elysian Burial G ardens.
I, Constance Irene Lund, was born on February 17, 1923 at 677 West Capit o l Street, being the sixth child and fifth girl of my parents. All of t h e other children reported that I sounded like a little chicken being ha tc hed and have had a weak little voice ever since. Most of my mother’s b abi es were delivered in our home on West Capitol Street. The children sl ep t on a sleeping porch adjoining the kitchen and all of the commotion c oul d be heard through the open window .
To my remembrance the most vivid memories were involving accidents a n d a first spanking. When learning to crawl, I ventured into the kitche n a nd obtained a large cocoa can. With the desire of making a drink fro m th e little cocoa remaining in the can, I after long procedure reache d the f ront yard hose. Wishing to receive compliments for my accomplishm ents , I ascended the back porch stairs with the can between my hands. Fo r bal ance it was necessary that I lean my face against the edge of the c an . A bad cut resulted almost injuring my right eye. I also acquired a s ca r from an accident that occurred at our neighbor’s home. I fell again s t a red hot coal range which badly burned my left arm. It did not tak e lo ng for me to have forgotten all about it because I was showered wit h so m any gifts and attention.
When I was about four years old, I started looking for a little exciteme n t. This particular night I stood watching my father use an atomizer . I be came very engrossed in what he was doing. I stood and watched hi m and ach ed to try it myself. Luck was with me at the time for the telep hone rang . As soon as he left the room, I picked the sprayer up in my ha nds and tr ied my best to perform the operation I had been witnessing. Lu ck wasn’t w ith me this time; the sprayer slipped out of my hands into th e bathtub an d smashed in a myriad of pieces. The first thing I did was t o hide behin d the bathroom door. When Daddy discovered what had taken pl ace, he looke d all over for me. My dress probably gave me away because b efore I knew i t, I was looking into Daddy’s angry face. Then and there o ccurred my firs t spanking.
At the age of five my first playmate, Maxine Holbrook, and I attended t h e kindergarten of the Wasatch School. The first day everything seemed v er y new to us and we were a little frightened, but we soon became accust ome d to it; I fell asleep over my first drawing of a red brick house.
A year later in 1929 our family moved to 266 Douglas Street where a ne w h ouse had just been built. It was a charming house and my sisters fel t tha t this would bring them more prestige than the house on West Capito l Stre et. I think it was their urgings that convinced Mother and Dad t o move, a lthough we had one of the better homes in the neighborhood. W e attended t he University Ward. The first night spent in our new home wa s very exciti ng, including my bath which had to be taken in an old-fashi oned washtub b ecause the new one was occupied with plaster of paris. Th e next morning a fter gathering my clothes, I played with my doll in ou r backyard, and her e I met my first new friend, Afton Paul. After introd ucing ourselves, I i nvited her for tea in our new basement. It wasn’t lo ng before I was acqua inted with all of the girls in the neighborhood.
In September when school opened it was necessary that I be separated fr o m my newly-acquired playmates and attend the Wasatch School because th e f ormer school was too crowded for additional students. It wasn’t lon g befo re I met Rowena Love, who became my dearest school companion. We w alked t o and from school together every day. The teacher at the Wasatc h School w as very frightening to me. She slapped children’s hands if the y lost thei r pencil. I had my turn at this cruel punishment.
In the same year after leaving Rowena’s home, which was located on 13t h E ast between 3rd and 4th South, I was crossing the street as a car cam e sp eeding along in the opposite direction from where I was looking. Th e ca r hit me before I had gotten out of its reach. God must have been wa tchin g over me for the only injuries were a few cuts and bruises whe n I coul d have been injured seriously or killed.
In 1930 I was able to attend the second grade of the Wm M. Stewart Train i ng School located on the University of Utah campus. It was an excellen t s chool and I had many advantages attending it. I was quite a daydreame r i n my earlier years but became quite a serious student as I progresse d alo ng and enjoyed getting the attention of the teacher by raising my h and t o answer any and all questions.
On March 28, 1931 I was baptized by Golden Hansen and confirmed a memb e r of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints March 29, 1931 b y El der John W. Walker.
In August of 1935 I had the privilege of traveling to Yellowstone Nation a l Park with our family. We started our journey on a Saturday afternoo n wi th eight of us in a sedan driven by my sister, Temmie. My father an d moth er never did own a car until after all of the children left home . Gordon , my brother, and I had to make the best of the pillows and blan kets in t he back for a seat. We visited many of the geysers and stoppe d at Old Fai thful Inn, where we rented two cabins. After spending a fe w days seeing O ld Faithful Geyser and other surrounding sights and bein g visited by al l sorts of bears, we drove through the park to see all o f the beautiful v iews. Our next lodging was Fishing Bridge. Father agree d later that the n ame should be changed. My brother caught a fish wit h a bamboo pole and sa fety pin. Daddy sat from opening until late in th e afternoon watching th e educated fish keep a good yard away from the ba it. He was thoroughly di sgusted with fishing. Why should the man right n ext to him be reeling the m in by the dozen? I guess Daddy was no fisherm an. But he wasn’t empty-ha nded and he had one for a picture pose. In ou r travels, I encountered a b ear when I, covered in a fur coat, was goin g to one of the outside johns . The bear thought I was one of his crowd a nd when approaching me lost si ght of me but quick. After spending a fe w days at Fishing Bridge we drov e to the Fish Aquarium and visited Yello wstone Lake. My most memorable ex perience of the whole trip was the wa y we had to cuddle so many of us o n one bed at night.
Because of my love for music, I started taking piano lessons July 1939 f r om Mrs. Frank Page Stewart. I was very happy because I had the opportun it y of taking lessons. My sister, LaVon, had instructed prior to this ti m e and I had learned much from her. My girlfriend, Jean Paul, played th e p iano very beautifully and I used to sit and listen to her play and wi sh t hat I could play like her someday. I used to practice hour on end lo vin g every minute of it. Now and forever nothing delights me more than t o he ar beautiful music.
The fondest memories I have of my childhood are days of sewing doll clot h es for my friends. I was rather in demand in the neighborhood as a seam st ress. I would design and sew them all by hand. Summers were spent runn in g a lemonade stand, eating cherries from our neighbor’s tree, playin g far m at the Paul’s, where they had a playhouse and gravel driveway tha t mad e excellent chicken feed. We had a bench with a hole which made a p rett y productive cow when a hose was inserted in it.
During one of the lemonade sales, I was tempted to steal a nickel from t h e profits. I ran down to 12th East to the grocery store and purchased a ll -day suckers which I hid under a flowerpot. I’ll never forget the remo rs e I felt as I sat on my sister Vonnie’s knee and confessed sins. Neve r ha d the tears flowed so freely.
LaRene Fishburn, Ann Adams, Irene and Helen Jean Covey, Jean and Afton P a ul, Alan and Norma Toronto were all my dear friends at this time. We sp en t many hours dressing up in the old fashioned clothes the Torontos ha d i n a huge trunk in their attic.
Every Summer I was invited to the Paul’s cabin in Lamb’s Canyon for a f e w weeks. What a haven for children: giant swings, meadows of flowers t o r omp in, crooks and crannies to explore, goodies and the smell of foo d coo king in the crisp air on their sunporch. I will be eternally gratef ul t o the Pauls for these fond memories in my childhood. We were alway s produ cing plays. The Pauls had a velvet curtain that made a perfect st age whe n pulled for many a can-can dance and entrée act. Jean played th e music f or these productions. We produced many plays that never seeme d to materia lize into final performances. In the Fall, leaf houses wer e the attractio ns with many rooms in which to play. We had clubs of vari ous kinds. The d ance club for Junior High age in our neighborhood wa s a good opportunit y for wholesome boy and girl relationships. I was ver y proud to be the wi nner of a dance contest. My partner was Jordan Steve ns. Barry Rudine wa s my crush at this time. I used to walk down to the e nd of the block fo r the least available excuse to talk and flirt with hi m.
My Junior High days were atypical. I was very slow in maturing. I wouldn ’ t wear make-up like my friends and still wore girlish dresses. My frien d s thought I was some sort of freak and rather abandoned me at this tim e . I became very studious and received my pleasures in academic pursuit s . I was the literary editor for the yearbook in Ninth Grade. This lov e o f learning proved to be a way of life for many years to come and th e purs uit of good grades was my main goal at this time .
My sisters, trying to prepare me for the onslaught with the male specie s , lectured me and cautioned me so thoroughly about boys that I withdre w f rom them entirely. I became very studious and would even avoid them o n th e streets. However, meeting many good boys in High School, I had m y fait h gradually restored, but I was still very shy and rather than pas s the m ass of boys eyeing the girls in the upper hall, I would use the b asemen t hall as a getaway to go home. I finally did have a date – the gr aduatio n dance—with Paul Romney whom I met on the tennis courts at Eas t High Sch ool. He was a very nice boy, but not being accustomed to boys , I proved t o be a very silent partner; the whole evening I was very une asy.
I registered at the University of Utah with the intention of graduatin g i n elementary education. While attending a mutual dance with my brothe r, A ubrey, I met Fenn Nelson, who was the date of Helen Kerr, my Stewar t Scho ol friend. We were attracted to each other and he claimed it was l ove a t first sight. He was a very kind, gentle boy studying pre-dentistr y at t he U. of U. We dated for the two years he attended the U. and h e propose d to me, but I wanted to finish college before marriage.
In the meantime, I attended mutual at the University Ward, dancing eve r y Tuesday night and meeting different boys. Mrs. Etta Toronto was my Gl ea ner teacher who really built my testimony. I attained the Golden Glean e r award. I remember reading the Book of Mormon several times and report in g on it and decorating my bedroom as my greatest achievement at the ti me . Alvin Pack was my Sunday School teacher whose unique, stimulating le sso ns greatly influenced me. Bonnie and Sally Stagg were my dearest frie nd s at this time.
I later taught Sunday School under Miss Rose, who was the Junior Sunda y S chool Coordinator. She taught me many beautiful techniques with child re n on how to involve them in the lesson. Later, I was asked to be the J uni or Sunday School Coordinator and this worked well with the educatio n trai ning I was getting at the U. I remember the countless aids I use d to intr oduce songs to the children (I was the coordinator and the chor ister).
I graduated from the U. of U. in 1944 having worked my way through colle g e, running elevators, selling aluminum cookware, carhopping in the summ er s. I was fortunate enough to be a member of Psi Chi, a psychological h ono r sorority, and Lambda Delta Sigma, an L.D.S. sorority. I was rushe d by s everal social sororities, but they didn’t interest me. I couldn’ t see th e genuine purpose in them that Lambda Delta had – helping the Pr imary chi ldren’s Hospital, etc. Right after graduation, Fenn Nelson ha d been writi ng to me while he attended the University of Southern Califo rnia and cons tantly implied that he was still interested in marrying me , and so when h e started practicing in Panguitch, Utah, I told him by ph one that I was g oing to San Francisco to work for the government. I ha d been so studiou s so long that it was sort of a rebellion to do somethi ng completely fore ign to book-learning. He asked me to come down and h e planned on taking m e on a tour of the southern canyons. I realized i n seeing him again tha t he didn’t feel the same and I thought there shou ld be an understanding . He then told me he had never loved me and neve r could. This was a jol t to me and in the same breath he said I was so q uiet. He wanted me to co ntinue writing. I disagreed and boarded a bus fo r Salt Lake the next morn ing. My mother was waiting at the bus station w hen I arrived, not havin g been notified I would be coming home so soon . This was been a constan t wonderment to me—how my mother’s intuition co uld direct her to me tha t day.
Feeling that my whole world had crumbled, I went to San Francisco wit h m y subconscious constantly urging me that I must talk, talk, talk o r I wou ldn’t be liked. I realize now that this experience was good becau se it ma de me want to strive to improve my personality and my inner self . I worke d as a typist at the Presidio of San Francisco and stayed wit h my sister , Vonnie. I enjoyed my stay at my sister’s home. And she an d her family b ecame very dear to me. I especially enjoyed the wonderfu l dinners we at e at the officers’ club. Her husband, Dell, was a lieuten ant at the time . I met a lot of servicemen during my stay, being a hoste ss at the U.S.O . Many times I would bring boy friends home with me, onl y to have Vonni e ending up talking to them the rest of the evening becau se, according t o Vonnie, I froze them out.
I came back to Utah in 1946 and started working at the Tribune Informati o n Library as a typist and information operator. Later, I started takin g d ictation for the manager. Realizing at last that teaching was the mos t lu crative work, I decided to apply for a teaching job through a teachi ng ag ency. The manager offered me a raise if I would stay, but the Super intend ant of South Summit School District won me over with offers of fre e sho w tickets.
When I started for Kamas and passed through all of the little towns, I w a sn’t very impressed with them. Kamas looked like a metropolis by the ti m e I arrived. I taught first grade there three months and summer kinderg ar ten and was ready to return to Salt Lake but the Superintendant wouldn ’ t release me from my contract, so I was obligated to return in the Fal l . I felt that this was a fortunate turn of fate because I met Robert Ne el , my future husband, by doing so.
As I resided longer in Kamas and became more involved in the life ther e , I learned to love and appreciate the town and people. I roomed at th e G eorge Padfield’s with La Ree Lamb, a returned missionary. Louise room ed w ith Elizabeth Peterson at the Holts. We were all new teachers in th e vall ey and enjoyed each other’s company immensely. We planned many a p arty, p icnic, hunting party and attended mutual, high school dances, etc . Louis e played the violin and I was privileged to accompany her on th e piano se veral times. We were rather popular with the boys of the tow n and surroun ding area—I guess it was just the challenge of dating a sch oolteacher.
I met Robert Neel the last Sunday in December 1948. I was to teach scho o l the following Monday. I had returned to Kamas after the holidays. H e sp oke in Sacrament meeting, a welcome home from his North Central Stat es Mi ssion. I enjoyed his talk, but not wearing my glasses as I vainly d id s o often, I couldn’t appreciate his appearance. I met him going out t he do or and smiled at him at a fireside later that night, but I was no t overl y impressed. I was interested at the time in John Carlisle, a ne w graduat e of the U. of U. and Don Juan of the valley. I dated Don Jua n and Bob da ted Louise. The more I got to know John, the more my interes t waned. Bo b had a date with Louise to the Senior Prom and in the interi m became int erested in me. He introduced Louise to Albert Wagstaff, a ne wly-returne d missionary friend. They immediately became interested in ea ch other—s o the problem of the Senior Prom date was solved. La Ree Lamb , my roommat e started dating Alvin Gibbons, a next door neighbor. Thre e out of five o f the new teachers that year found their husbands in th e little valley o f Kamas – Louise, La Ree, and I.
I found Bob Neel so refreshing; a genuine, wholesome, thoughtful perso n i nterested in me as a person. He respected me and we immediately fel t ver y comfortable with each other. Bob’s line was on the same as Padfie ld’s s o we could keep track of each other’s activities and dates. The ni ght Bo b told me that he loved me, “even though I didn’t make sense somet imes” ( my old talk-talk-talk drive), I started feeling a sense of securi ty and c onfidence. I could finally be myself and be loved. When I told h im abou t Fenn and what he had said when we broke up, Bob said, “I’d lov e you i f you never said another word.” I felt that he had an everlastin g love fo r me.
When Bob proposed to me, I still wasn’t too interested in marriage. I h a d been hurt so deeply I wanted to be doubly sure that Bob was all I wan te d in a husband. I made my decision, making it a matter of prayer. I re tur ned to Salt Lake the following school year and Bob attended the U. o f U . I taught first grade at Holladay Elementary in 1949, first grade a t Mon roe Elementary in 1950, Whittier Elementary kindergarten in the sum mer an d first grade at Blaine Elementary in 1951.
Bob and I had a two year courtship, but I know I was directed by my Heav e nly Father to choose Bob as a mate for time and all eternity. We were m ar ried August 13, 1951 in the Salt Lake Temple. We had a wedding breakfa s t at the Beau Brummel and a wedding reception at the Art Barn. My broth er , Gordon, was best man, Joyce, his wife, matron of honor, Bonnie and S all y Stagg and Elaine Scoville, bridesmaids, Loralee Tucker, flower gir l (El aine Scoville had been a dear friend all throughout our courtship a nd end ed up going with a boy I dated before Bob came along. Elaine let u s use h er apartment for courting because my parents had not approved o f Bob beca use he was younger and an undergraduate). We all wore white . I made my we dding dress, nylon trimmed in rosettes of imported lace an d pearls. My br idesmaids dresses were of organdy with eyelet embroider y with chartreuse , peach, lavender and yellow sashes and shoes. They al l wore gloves and c arried tinted daisies to match their sashes and shoes . Right after the re ception, we knelt in prayer before our departure an d prayed that our unio n would be blessed with children. We honeymooned a t Mirror Lake. We wer e ousted by the bed bugs there, went on to Evanston , Wyoming where we sta yed in a motel, went to a show and saw the town. W e returned sooner tha n expected because we were anxious to return to ou r darling little two ro om home with basement that we had repainted, repa pered, reroofed and rede corated.
I have always believed that the following quotation should be our cree d : “I know that God will bless your union with this deep and everlastin g l ove if you keep His commandments, marry in His Holy Temple, pray cons tant ly for guidance in your marriage and keep actively engaged in His wo rk. G od is love. Keep close to God and your love for your husband, child ren an d all will grow.”
I served as a Sunday School teacher the first years of our marriage in t h e old East Millcreek Chapel. We were blessed with six beautiful childre n : Robert Clair Neel Jr born on October 12, 1952; Stuart Dee Neel, bor n o n December 8, 1953; Valerie Irene, born September 11, 1955; Peggy Daw n, b orn January 1, 1959; Stanley Trent, born September 17, 1969; and Eli zabet h Marie, born March 21, 1964.
Robert C. Jr was born while Bob was attending the University of Utah . H e was a beautiful baby and I treasured every moment with him. I had t o te ach school when he was two months old because Bob was going to gradu ate i n June of that year and we were financially in need at this time. B ob ha d been just working part time at ZCMI in the wrapping department . I taugh t at the East Millcreek School from January to May of 1953. Car oline Feh r tended Bob. I was so miserable leaving him and felt I was tor n betwee n teaching second grade and caring for my beautiful baby. He wa s a pictur e of health and nurses at the hospital had called him ”muscles ” because h e was such a man (8 lbs. 14 oz.).
Stuart Dee Neel was born December 8, 1953, weighing 6 lbs. 4 oz. – a r a y of sunshine. At the hospital, I decided along with the other girls i n m y ward to put our babies pictures in the Deseret News for their firs t bir thday. My husband said, “not this baby’s picture.” He had yellow ja undic e and was rather scrawny, but in one year’s time he was as cute a s any o f them in the news.
After Bob graduated he took care of chinchillas for Frank Stillman a s a p art time job along with his teaching. His salary at that time was $ 260 0 a year.
On September 11, 1955, we had our first girl, Valerie Irene. She was a r o und, plump little cherub weighing 8 lbs. 11 oz. Dr. Davis asked what tr ib e she belonged to because she was so ruddy and plump. Daddy was so thr ill ed with her arrival that he announced it to all the neighbors. Afte r havi ng two boys, we took great delight in making her appear feminine.
In 1957 I taught half a day of private kindergarten at the Rosecrest War d . The guilt and unhappiness I felt leaving my children to be tended pro mp ted me to think of opening a private kindergarten of my own. We starte d m aking plans to add on to our two-room house, and to use the garage an d ut ility room area for our school.
In July of 1958 construction started on our new home. My sister, Temmi e , paid off the balance of our mortgage so we could finance the construc ti on. The rooms that were kitchen, front room and bath became a spaciou s ki tchen. We added on a front room 1 x 28, family room same size undern eath , a garage and utility room with three bedrooms and a bath above. Wh en ou r home was completed, we couldn’t believe that our plans had materi alize d into such a huge area. It looked much too spacious for a struggli ng sch ool teacher.
The Playmate Kindergarten opened up as scheduled in September 1958. At l e ast the garage and utility area with adjoining bathroom was finished co mp letely at that time. I was the teacher, supervisor principal. We had c ont racts drawn up and all legal arrangements made. I had samples of al l th e materials from my experiences with the private kindergarten at Ros ecres t Ward. We had to live in this area as well as hold our school unti l th e rest of the house was completed.
Peggy Dawn was born January 1, 1959 with her finger in her mouth. I ha d L aFawn Hold substitute for me a couple of weeks and then I was back te achi ng again. Mae Evans, a neighbor, watched my new baby a few hours eac h day . That summer I took classes at the University to renew my kinderga rten c ertificate.
Our kindergarten was a great success and in 1960 we had two sessions, Ca r ol Morrison being my other teacher. We had two programs each year for p ar ents which involved major productions with the children preparing suga r c ookies with fancy decorations for refreshments. This became a traditi on a t Christmas for our family from then on. Many hours were spent makin g ind ividual costumes for all of the children.
On September 17, 1960, Stanley Trent was born, weighing 8 lbs. 11 oz., f i nally a brown-eyed boy, so precious and sweet I could hardly find a na m e good enough for him. This year I hired two teachers to teach for m e s o I could thoroughly devote my time to my new son. Carol Morrison an d Jan ice Parker taught and I just supervised our kindergarten.
In 1962 Mary Wilkinson and Carol Morrison taught for me. We found tha t w e could live very substantially on Bob’s teaching salary and the prof it s from our kindergarten.
In 1963 I taught in the afternoon and Carol Morrison taught in the morni n gs. Stanley had his naps in the afternoon and this worked out fairly we ll .
On March 21, 1964, Elizabeth Marie was born – Elizabeth after her frater n al grandmother and Marie after her maternal grandmother. I couldn’t se e s uch a sophisticated name for such a tiny, dainty girl, only 7 lbs. s o I s tayed awake half of the night trying to dream up a name suitable fo r he r and finally came up with the nickname of “Betsy.” I couldn’t belie v e I was lucky enough to have 3 boys and 3 girls. Betsy was so petite a n d darling – one nurse wanted to keep her. I was isolated with a staff i nf ection in my breast and of course no visitors were allowed, includin g th e vital statistician who never made out a birth certificate for Eliz abeth . We didn’t realize this lack of evidence of her birth until Bets y attend ed kindergarten in public school.
Carol Morrison substituted for me while I had my baby and I taught aft e r Betsy was down for her nap. Caroline Fehr tended her in the morning w hi le I taught. Stanley attended kindergarten with me so he had an earl y edu cation.
The following Fall, kindergartens were introduced in Granite School Dist r ict and Playmate School closed its doors. With its closing, Family Pre s s was born. Our garage and utility room now became a printing busines s . I started tending children in my home to help out. Rodney and Randy a n d then Kelly White, same age as Betsy, became her fast friends. Then w e a dded Don Youngberg, Scotty Nelson, Stephanie Shea, regular children a nd t hen many others by the hour. With this many children under my care , I tri ed to conduct a few hours of nursery school with them each day.
I taught first and second grade at the Crestview School in 1969 so Bob c o uld attend the U. of U. to obtain his Master’s Degree in audio-visual e du cation. Elizabeth was now old enough to attend morning kindergarten an d B ob took her with him in the afternoons to his U classes. We felt th e incr ease in salary that Bob would attain we may not have to be involve d in ad ditional work, but the printing business continued to grow and a s soon a s our boy, “Rob” got his call to go on a mission to England in N ovember , 1971, our business doubled. We were a little doubtful as to ho w we coul d meet all our financial obligations and support our son on hi s mission b ut we know now the Lord will provide a means to further his w ork here o n the earth. What a glorious blessing this mission was – not o nly for ou r son but for all of us to share his experiences through his l etters.
As soon as “Rob” returned, Stuart left on a mission to Germany in 1974.
In November 1977 we purchased a beauty business, calling it the “Hair-Um . ” Our daughter, Peggy, had graduated from beauty college and had been w or king at this shop when she learned that it was going to be sold. She t alk ed her father into buying the business and then we were involved in a noth er sideline. I tried to clean and maintain the shop for Peggy, whil e sh e was the manager. This was a real education for Peggy. Later, I too k ove r the management of the shop and continued to clean and maintain it .
Stanley served a mission in Taiwan in 1979, serving an honorable missio n , as did our two other boys.
The printing business seemed to prosper to support our missionaries. I t r ied to help as much as I could with the financial end of the business . Mo st of my time was devoted to tending my grandchildren, Shauni and Je nife r for Valerie, while her husband, Scott attended the University of U tah t o pursue his studies in pharmacy.
I held many varied positions in the church during the years: sunday scho o l teacher, primary teacher, inservice leader for our ward and the Eas t Mi llcreek Stake Primary with Aletha Barr, Mary Mendenhall, Beth Gonzal os an d Gloria Crump; then 2nd counselor to Aletha Barr in 1967 and 1st c ounsel or in 1968. I was a junior Sunday school chorister from 1969-1970 , a libr arian for the Sunday School in June, 1971, giving me time for te mple wor k and religion classes at the Institute of Religion, and a Libra rian in t he primary in 1972. I then taught the sunbeams and the CTR clas ses.
In 1975 I was a Merrie Miss B teacher and held this position until 197 9 w hen I taught the Nursery for the Relief Society. I was called to b e a Rel ief Society Education Counselor in 1980 and served with Carol Bar th, Fay e Olson, Janice Margetts. All of my positions have been rewarding . I hav e developed so much from accepting these callings. I know of a su rety tha t the Lord will bless you with the talents you need to execute y our assig nments. Anything is possible with the Lord as your partner. I d o love th e Lord so much and feel that I will always accept any call tha t I am aske d to do. I could never repay the Lord in time, talents or sub stance for a ll He has done for me in sacrificing his life and time in sh owing us th e way. | Lund, Constance Irene (I5008)
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Obituary: Gary Lee Talbot 1939 ~ 200 7
Gary Lee Talbot was born in Malad, ID on January 2, 1939 and passed aw a y in San Diego, CA on October 20, 2007.He is survived by his wife, Peg g y Talbot and his four children: Kirk Talbot and his wife Amy, of Salt L ak e City; Christopher Talbot of Murrieta, C A; Angel a Boyd and her husb an d John of San Diego, and Laura Talbot of San Diego. Gary was blessed w it h five beautiful grandchildren: Kirk, Jr. (20), Parker (15), Shelby (7 ) , Joshua (6), Sophie (3), and Maggie (1). Gary is also survived by hi s mo ther, Lillian Talbot, and brother, Doyle Talbot, both of Malad, ID , and b y his sister Camille Uhler and her husband Fred, of Seattle, WA . His fath er was Andrew Talbot, who passed away in May 2006. Gary gradua ted from I D State and had a distinguished business career and was an act ive membe r of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Most impo rtantly, G ary was most known for his kind words of encouragement, his si ncere inter est in the well-being of others, an incredible sense of humor , and his ev er-present kind smile. Services will be held on Friday, Nove mber 2, 2007 , at 11:00 a.m. at the Pomerado LDS chapel at 15705 Pomerad o Road in Powa y, CA followed by burial service s at Dearborn Cemetery i n Poway. | Talbot, Gary Lee (I5114)
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Obituary: Lola Duncan Bushnell 1915 ~ 200 6
Lola Duncan Bushnell, age 90, passed away January 25, 2006 of cause’s in c ident to age. She was born in Meadow, Utah, to Ethel Edna Stott and Elm e r "J." Duncan on April 11, 1915. She married Leland Mainwaring Bushnel l i n 1934 in the Salt Lake Temple. She lived in Meadow nearly all her li fe . Widowed for 34 years, grandma ran her dry farm alone for more than t w o decades. Her immaculate home and yard were a welcome spot of respit e fo r all of her family members. Whenever we came "down to Meadow," we k new w e could expect a meal (whether we wanted one or not), and that no o ne wou ld go to bed until after the 10:00 weather report. We have fond me morie s of dove hunting, picnics under the carport, Thanksgiving dinners , curl y fries from Arby's, and evening drives to Kanosh. Grandma alway s loved g oing for a drive. She served in many church callings, includin g Relief So ciety President, and teacher in several LDS church auxiliarie s. She espec ially enjoyed visiting teaching. She worked for many years a s a recorde r in the courthouse in Fillmore, Utah. She was fond of remind ing us tha t she had "pioneered it" as a youth, and as a result, she wa s a superb se amstress, housekeeper, and cook. She was also a talented ga rdener, and lo ved to crochet. Her dry wit and tenacity were hallmarks o f her delightfu l personality. Lola was preceded in death by her husband , Lee, and two so ns, Leon and Jim Bushnell, and by three brothers: Floyd , James Stanley, a nd Kenneth Duncan. She is survived by her daughter, Di xie (Dee) Allred o f Springville, Utah; and a brother, Elmer "Stott" Dunc an of Moab. Additio nal survivors include her two daughters-in-l aw: Andr ea (Leon), of Bounti ful; and Sue (Jim), of Provo; a sister-in-law, Louie , of St. George; 16 g randchildren and 33 great-grandchildren. A viewin g will be held on Saturd ay, January 28 from 12:30 to 1:30 p.m. at the Me adow Ward chapel, 108 Eas t Center Street in Meadow. Funeral services wil l begin at 2:00. Intermen t in the Meadow Cemetery. Funeral arrangement s by Southern Utah Mortuary . The family wishes to thank the many neighbo rs and friends who cared fo r Lola, as well as the owners and staff at Re id's Park Place. | Duncan, Lola (I4947)
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Obituary: LUND, GORDON R. Born January 13, 1925 in Salt Lake City, UT. ; p assed away July 26, 2004 in Dallas. Survived by wife, Joyce Morriso n Lund ; daughters, Pat Chatterley and Terry Mahlum; sons, Mark Lund an d Craig L und; 13 grandchildren; 4 great grandchildren; 1 sister. Gordo n received m any awards and honors during a long and distinguished caree r that include d executive positions in the pharmaceutical, financial an d insurance indu stries. He was a championship bridge player and loved pl aying bridge anyw here, anytime. He gave generously of his time and mean s to community an d church. However, those who knew him best, and loved h im most, will reme mber best his commitment to his family. He loved assis ting Santa every Ch ristmas; his exploits as little league coach are lege ndary; he brought ex tended family together often and always had a Read y story, a humorous ane cdote or good advice at the Ready. We miss him. T here will be a viewing a t the church on Saturday from 11-11:30 AM wit h a 12:00 PM service at th e Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints , 14740 Meandering Way, Dall as, 75248. Interment Restland Memorial Park . Family to receive friends fr om 7-8 PM Friday, July 30, 2004 at Restlan d Funeral Home.
I was born on January 13, 1925 in Salt Lake City, Utah at 677 West Capit o l Street in a modest home. My father was Djalmar Emanuel Lund and my mo th er, Aagot Marie Randby. I weighed 13 lbs. 2 oz. My mother was 41 at th e t ime. I have 5 sisters and 1 brother. Connie is 2 years older than me , Aub rey 10 years older, LaVon 12 years older, Margot 14 years older, Te mmie 1 6 years older and Vange 18 years older. Temmie was our Santa Clau s and t he provider of all the frills. If there were any sort of gifts, o r mone y spent on anything other than the basics, Temmie provided. Fathe r and Mo ther spoke better Scandahoovian (which is a mixture of English a nd severa l Scandinavian languages) than they did English. I also picke d up some Sc andahoovian. I don’t think my mother ever could write Englis h .
When I was 4 years old, we moved to 266 Douglas Street which we consider e d to be located in a rich neighborhood. We had many professional peopl e l iving around us as neighbors. Our home was about 2 blocks away from t he U niversity of Utah.
When I was 5 years old, I was run over by an automobile. It happened o n 1 3th East Street. I was going to the store for a neighbor who gave m e an I ndian head penny for going. I was headed across 2nd South and obvi ously d arted across the street without looking and both wheels of the ca r went o ver my body and right leg. The story goes that I almost lost m y leg and w as going to die. Dad prayed and all and I came out of it wit h a scar on m y leg, scars on my face, and my right leg is an inch shorte r that the oth er. I am sure I was administered to. I was baptized on th e 4th of Novembe r 1933 by my father, Djalmar E. Lund .
I didn’t have much time for hobbies or interests because we didn’t hav e e nough money to go around. My dad lost his job at Western Savings an d Loa n as the head bookkeeper during the depression, and after tried sel ling i nsurance to make ends meet. When I was 7 or 8 I had a regular rout e selli ng magazines. I also sold homemade candy for a graduate student a t the U . of U. and his wife. Then I had about 10 lawns that I mowed an d some o f them that I watered. One of them was Stephen Covey’s parents.
I think I was a good student. I probably was a B+ or A- student. I don ’ t remember a lot of homework, but we had a lot of other things we ha d t o do to in providing another source of income for the family. We al l ha d to have part-time jobs in order to make ends meet because of the d epres sion.
In school, I played football and some track in discus, shot, and javeli n . I was a year ahead of where I was supposed to be somehow. I thorough l y enjoyed school as a child. I enjoyed grade school and junior high . I we nt to the Stewart grade school, which was a teaching facility of t he U. o f U. They had a very small student body. All the teachers were wo rking to ward getting their degree. It was sort of an experimental thing . We had v ery small classes, and it was considered to be a great honor t o be chose n to go there. It wasn’t any great honor in our case; we jus t lived withi n the boundaries, but a lot of people wished they could g o there becaus e it was so small and we received special attention. We li ved 1 ½ block s from it. I have no bad memories at all of grade school. E verything wa s fine; we had a lot of fun. We had a good bunch of kids, th ey were all r ich, I was the poorest one there, but it didn’t seem to mat ter; we all bl ended in very nicely. Several of us elected to go to Roos evelt Junior Hi gh, which was about two miles away. There were no schoo l buses and we ha d to walk. It was ridiculous to go that far.
I started going with Pat Wilkins. Her dad was one of the richest men i n U tah at the time. He was head legal counsel for U.S. Steel. They live d i n a house up on Military Way. It later became one of the official bui ldin gs of the U. of U. when they moved. She was one of my last adventure s i n that regard.
I attended East High School. I set the trend on clothes to wear to schoo l . I was on the football team; you wore levis and an old sweater and hob na il boots and that was it. So I wore the same pants and the same sweat e r I think for 2 or 3 years. My recollections of High School were grea t ex cept for the money thing again. We had no car and I had to line u p a rid e before I could get a date.
I had part time jobs and I was the night watchman in a residential hot e l (the Ambassador) in town. I worked from 11 pm till 7am. That made dat in g tough. In fact, it made it real tough because I had to go to work a t 1 1 o’clock. Sometimes I had a little trouble getting enough sleep, bu t I h ad time to get some homework done and do some sleeping. I had to t ake th e time clock around and punch it on different floors, but I’d loc k up th e building shortly after I got there and I’d also open it up at m aybe 5 i n the morning to let the milkman and paperboy and all in. It was n’t tha t difficult. I was 16 or 17 at the time.
When I graduated from high school, I went to the U. of U. Of course Wor l d War II had broken out and everyone was going to go to war and there w a s no sense in making plans for anything. I was 16 ½ when I started at t h e U. We all signed up for a branch of the service we would like to go i nt o when we reached the right age which I guess was 18 .
I finished 1 ½ years at the U. and then things got tough. The Navy sai d , “You’re all V12 coming in now.” We weren’t even 18 yet. Then we all g o t sworn in and I joined the V12 program which was an officers trainin g pr ogram with continued education until you got your degree and then yo u wer e an officer and shipped overseas immediately. The University of Co lorad o at Boulder was where they sent our particular group. It was all m ilitar y. There must have been 5000 of us Navy, AF, Army, and Marines. Th ey ha d a Japanese language school, a cooks and bakers school and durin g that t ime I was playing football. I got over to Boulder and though t I was goin g to have a pretty easy time with football because everyon e was off in th e service. I got over there and I remember going to sig n up and they pu t me in the 15th squad; they had that many football play ers. They had All -Americans from all over. It was sort of the headquarte rs for all the ath letes for some reason or other. There I was on the 15t h squad; they thre w me an old baseball shirt and said go down to the boo nies, which was lik e 2 miles away at one of the practice fields. Believ e me it took a long t ime to work our way back up to campus to get up t o school. The first gam e I played in was against the U. of U. all the “ sickies” were playing fo r the U. because they didn’t have any of the ser vice people there. It wa s made primarily up of 4-Fs and male cheerleader s. I remember Warren Stac k was a cheerleader when I left and when I go t in there he was one of th e star performers on the football team.
From there I was shipped to a mental hospital; it was a rehabilitation h o spital up in the Rockies to wait there to see if I was going oversea s i n the Hospital Corps or go on to med school. I was up there for 9 mon th s at a Navy convalescent hospital on bedpan patrol.
The commanding officer pulled some strings with the dean of the medica l s chool at Temple University in Philadelphia where they were starting a ccel erated classes because of the war. All of a sudden I was on a troo p trai n going to Philadelphia to go to med school. It was great back the re. W e had officers uniforms and good pay, more money than I had ever se en. Pl us clothes and all tuition and books paid. It was a fantastic deal . Bu t 2 months later the war ended and they kicked us all out. I couldn’ t aff ord to continue so I went back to Salt Lake.
I got a job working for Salt Lake Transfer driving a truck. I started da t ing in earnest. I had broken up with Pat, realizing I couldn’t provid e fo r her in the fashion she was accustomed. I kept seeing this same gir l whe never I dated. I thought, boy, she really must be popular. Well,i t turne d out there were two of them, Jean and my Joyce. I dated Joyce an d on th e 2nd date I decided to ask her to marry me, after telling her th at I wa s reformed and was going to Priesthood meeting and wanted to go o n a miss ion. Three months later we were married on August 25, 1947 in th e Salt La ke Temple.
Shortly after we were married, I had to rush back to Philadelphia to g e t back to med school. I didn’t have any money and had odd jobs befor e I g ot married. I ran the elevator in the hospital; worked in Breyers i ce cre am factory at night packing ice cream. The tuition and books wer e reall y high. Six months later we were coming home from our last socia l event o f the year because Joyce was becoming heavy with child, to fin d that we h ad been robbed. I think the excitement brought on ruptured me mbranes, s o we took her to the hospital. She was 6 ½ months pregnant. I t was horrib ly expensive to be in the hospital and of course they couldn ’t do anythin g for her except try to hold onto the baby which meant sh e had to lie fla t on her back and do nothing. In the meantime we had tho se hospital bill s building up.
After a couple of weeks, we couldn’t take that any more financially , s o I told the hospital that I would take her home and change the sheet s my self at home. We walked the 1 ½ blocks from the hospital. We were PO OR . I was even selling blood. Joyce was 7 ½ months pregnant when we wen t ba ck to the hospital the second time and Pat was born. She was in th e incub ator for 1 month (more expense of course).
Things got really tough financially, the real squeeze was on. I couldn ’ t finish school. The chief of obstetrics who delivered Pat had a frien d w ho worked for a small pharmaceutical firm in Philadelphia called Smit h, K line and French (SKF). I went to work for them and I decided to go i nto s ales.
I had my choice of place. We decided on Atlanta. We were there for a f e w months when the guy that had interviewed me for the job in medical re se arch came down and said | Lund, Gordon Randby (I5001)
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Obituary: Margot White 1910 ~ 200 5
Margot Arvilla Lund White passed away Thursday July 21, 2005 in Bountifu l , Utah at the age of 94. She was born September 23, 1910 in Salt Lake C it y, Utah to Djalmar Emanuel Hansen Lund and Aagot Marie Randby. At ag e 1 9 she married James White Jr. (Lt Cmdr. retired) June 11, 1930 in Ogd en , Utah. They enjoyed 66 years together. James passed away June 8, 1997 . T heir marriage was solemnized in the Bountiful Temple. Margot enjoye d croc heting, bowling, and traveling the world. Her family was very impo rtant t o her. She gathered with her sisters as often as possible. She i s survive d by her children, daughter, Eleanor Jean Hart; and son, Clyd e Lund Whit e (Dayle); eight grandchildren; 16 great-grandchildren; and f our great-gr eat-grandchildren. Preceded in death by her parents, two bro thers, and fo ur sisters. Funeral services will be 2 p.m. Tuesday July 26 , 2005 at Lind quist's Bountiful Mortuary, 727 North 400 East where frien ds may call fro m 12:45-1:45 p.m. prior to services. Interment, Bountifu l Memorial Park.
Margot Arvilla Lund was born September 23, 1910 in Salt Lake City, Uta h t o Aagot Marie Randby and Djalmar Emanuel Hansen Lund. She was the thi rd o f seven children. Her Childhood years were spent in the family hom e on We st Capitol Street. She wore dutch-cut hair and “hand-me-downs . ” She wa s a shy Child and always honest and ladylike. Her sister Temmi e said of h er: “Mother always called Margot her ‘little star.’ When cho res had to b e done, Margot in her quiet way would do them, without a wor d of complain t. Margot is a very kind, thoughtful person, especially t o her mother an d dad. Margot couldn’t tell a lie, if her life depended o n it.”
Margot relates, “We had a nice home on West Capitol Street with no bathr o om so we had to bathe in a large tub and heat the water on a coal stov e a nd use an outhouse. Dad couldn’t afford an inside bathroom at that ti me . Later, Dad had a bathroom built in.”
“When Abe (Aubrey) was born, I had to help take care of him like takin g h im for a buggy ride when Mother would have company. At that time, sh e b e longed to a club, so one day when she went to her club meeting, I a ske d her if she was going to get clubbed. I didn’t know any better at th e ti me. When Abe got older and started school, he would make us late bec aus e he would fuss over his long-legged underwear.”
Margot in reminiscing about her Childhood remembered Vonnie taking pia n o lessons after the family purchased a piano. She tried to teach Margo t h ow play without any success.
One special Christmas, Vange, Vonnie, and Margot all received dolls an d T emmie got a sled. One day Temmie was practicing medicine on Margot ’ s dol l and smashed its face with a hammer. That was the last of the ba by doll.
She had a surprise birthday given by friends. They brought presents to h e r but she was out with another friend.
Margot attended Primary and Sunday School at the Twenty-Fourth Ward. T h e children were expected to go to church on Sunday. It was at church th a t she met many good Mormon boys to date. As a young lady she was in th e M .I.A. and when a Gleanor, participated in a Roadshow. She played th e par t of a boy. She also attended the Ward dances.
Margot attended Washington Elementary School, West Junior High and Wes t H igh School. She had a favorite music teacher and sang in the Junior H ig h School chorus. Some of her school friends were Edith Vanatta, Marjor i e Springer, Birdie Thomas, Hazel MacDiel and Edrie Boyd. When she was o ld er, she went out and tended babies to earn a few dimes and a dollar wh ic h she thought was a lot of money at the time.
While riding in a boyfriend’s car, they had an accident and Margot’s fa c e hit the windshield, cutting her nose in two places and her left eyebr ow , narrowly missing her eye. Her folks called the doctor and he stitche d h er face back together.
She relates, “One date I had took me for an airplane ride, which was a t h rill but a bit scary. Another date I walked home from Emigration Canyo n . I didn’t like the fellow I was with. I hailed a ride home with some m ar ried couples older than myself. When Saltair opened up, I went there d anc ing with a fellow and had a ride on their Giant Racer. That was fun.”
A friend of Margot’s introduced her to James White Jr., a very dashing s a ilor who the whole family thought was very good looking and very muc h a g entleman. He was on a navy furlough. They corresponded for two year s befo re they were married. They married in Ogden, Utah on 11 June 193 0 with th e Gene Youngdales in a double wedding. They received some lovel y gifts (s ilverware, towels, sheets and a pan) to help them set up house keeping i n Vallejo, California. Their two children, Eleanor Jean an d Cl yde Lund , were both born in San Diego, California. They also lived in Sa n Pedro , Miami, Kansas City and New Orleans where James was stationed. W hen Jame s was stationed overseas, Margot moved back to Salt Lake fo r 2 ½ years an d lived in her mother’s apartment.
They met some fine people through the navy (James, a retired lieutenan t c ommander) and have kept in touch with former navy friends. To mentio n a f ew: Phil Spicer, Joe Dale, Wilbur Cox, Wilbur Skelton, Malcom Armou r.
After James retired, they moved to a home in Kaysville. Margot sang in t h e ward choir and entered some of her jams in the county fair, winnin g a b lue and two red ribbons in 1951-52. Margot liked to knit, crochet a nd sew . She has made afghans and house slippers for her children and gra ndchild ren. She also enjoys the talk shows on T.V. and bowling. She an d James ar e world travelers, having visited some forty different areas o f the world .
Margot believes in the power of prayer, through personal experiences. S h e once had a severe sore throat and her father, together with her broth e r Abe, blessed her had her throat was healed.
At this time (1983), Margot has eight grandchildren and two great grandc h ildren. She resides with James in a condominium in Centerville, Utah . I n 1980 James and Margot celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary a t a qu iet family dinner in the Hotel Utah.
By Constance Irene Lund Neel | Lund, Margot Arvilla (I4712)
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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 | Ray, Marvel Alice (I69)
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Obituary: Published in the Salt Lake Tribune on 3/1/2003.
"A Mother Who Cared"
10-25-18 ~ 2-27-03
Zenda Benson Mabey, age 84, passed away on February 27, 2003 in Salt La k e City, Utah.
She was born October 25, 1918 in Preston, Idaho to Frank Taft Benson a n d Elizabeth Eames Benson. She attended Preston High School and LDS Busi ne ss College. She married Kember Dee Mabey on July 17, 1943 in Preston , Ida ho.
She enjoyed reading, puzzles, playing cards, and friends. She was a lovi n g mother and grandmother who enjoyed her family very much. She was a me mb er of the LDS Church and enjoyed serving in many positions. One of th e th ings she enjoyed was the friendship and weekly meeting with her Neig hborh ood Club.
She is survived by her daughter, Paula Cummings; sons T. Dee (Danna) Mab e y, Lynn (Janice) Mabey, and Mark (Caroline) Mabey; 15 grandchildren, 2 9 g reat-grandchildren. She is preceded in death by her husband Kember, f ou r sisters and two brothers.
Funeral services will be held Monday, March 3, 2003 at 12:00 noon at t h e Nibley Park Ward, 2450 S. 600 E. Friends may call on Sunday, March 2 n d from 5-7 p.m. at Wasatch Lawn Mortuary, 3401 Highland Drive and on Mo nd ay from 10:45-11:45 prior to the service at the church .
Burial:
Wasatch Lawn Memorial Park
Salt Lake City
Salt Lake County
Utah, USA | Benson, Zenda (I97)
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Obituary: Warren M. White "Monte" 1963 ~ 2010 Warren Montgomery White, 46, beloved son, brother, father, grandfather and friend passed away Monday , February 8, 2010 of heart failure. Born August 13, 1963 to Clyde Lund White and Dayle Duncan. Survived by parents, daughter Karen Nicole (Jordan) Morrill, one grandson (Bryce Mason), one brother Anthony Barton White, three Sisters, Kelly (Steven) Whipple, Wendy (John) Hyde and Holly (Steven) Platt along with 13 nieces and nephews. Warren had many talents. He played piano, guitar, violin and harmonica. He wrote wonderful poems, was a Life Scout, played Little League football and baseball. He graduated high school, worked at "Town Pump" and "Newt's Service". All animals were his friends; cats, snakes, a cockatiel and other birds as well as gerbils and fish. His grandson was his greatest joy. Funeral services will be held on Saturday, February 13, 2010 at 12:00 noon at Wasatch Lawn Mortuary Chapel, 3401 Highland Drive, Salt Lake City, Utah. The family will greet friends one hour prior to the service. Interment: Wasatch Lawn Memorial Park. In addition the family wishes to thank Valley Mental Health for their many years of service.
Obituary written by Dayle Duncan, the actual cause of death was unknown. There is strong evidence that Warren passed away on Saturday, February 6, 2010. | White, Warren Montgomery (I31)
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United States World War II Army Enlistment Records:
Name: Haven D Hart
Name (Original): HART HAVEN D
Event Type: Military Service
Event Date: 21 Dec 1942
Term of Enlistment: Enlistment for the duration of the War or other eme r gency, plus six months, subject to the discretion of the President or o th erwise according to law
Event Place: Salt Lake City, Utah, United States
Race: White
Citizenship Status: citizen
Birth Year: 1921
Birthplace: UTAH
Education Level: 4 years of high school
Civilian Occupation: General farmers
Marital Status: Single, without dependents
Military Rank: Private
Army Branch: Branch Immaterial - Warrant Officers, USA
Army Component: Selectees (Enlisted Men)
Source Reference: Civil Life
Serial Number: 39904438
Affiliate ARC Identifier: 1263923
Box Film Number: 14817.52
Affiliate Publication Title: Electronic Army Serial Number Merged File , c a. 1938-1946 | Hart, Haven Day (I5053)
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