Anthon Frederick Andreasen (1876 - 1965): Our Family History

1876 - 1965 (89 years) Has 26 ancestors and 18 descendants in this family tree.

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Name	Anthon Frederick Andreasen
Birth	20 May 1876	København, Hovedstaden, Kongeriget Danmark
Gender	Male
Initiatory (LDS)	26 Sep 1900	SLAKE
FamilySearch ID	KWCR-B3Q
Death	29 Sep 1965	Burley, Cassia, Idaho, United States
Burial	1 Oct 1965	View, Cassia, Idaho, United States
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Person ID	I21785	mytree
Last Modified	25 Feb 2024

Father	Jens Peter Andreasen, b. 23 Mar 1840, Nylars, Bornholm, Hovedstaden, Kongeriget Danmark d. 12 Apr 1917, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States (Age 77 years)
Mother	Mette Catharine Ingeborg Nielsdatter, b. 19 May 1842, Horsens, Horsens, Midtjylland, Kongeriget Danmark d. 23 Mar 1908, Ogden, Weber, Utah, United States (Age 65 years)
Marriage	11 Jun 1871	København, Hovedstaden, Kongeriget Danmark
Family ID	F10491	Group Sheet \| Family Chart

Family Lola Belle Selman, b. 1 Jan 1885, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States d. 22 Jul 1970, View, Cassia, Idaho, United States (Age 85 years)

Marriage 2 Aug 1905 Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States

Children

+	1. Ruth Catherine Andreasen, b. 29 Jul 1906, Eden, Weber, Utah, United States d. 23 Sep 1988, Contra Costa, California, United States (Age 82 years)
+	2. Jens Elmer Andreasen, b. 8 Jun 1908, Eden, Weber, Utah, United States d. 6 Jun 1988, Cassia, Idaho, United States (Age 79 years)
+	3. Dagmar Christine Andreasen, b. 27 Oct 1910, Eden, Weber, Utah, United States d. 20 Jul 1955, Huntsville, Weber, Utah, United States (Age 44 years)
>	4. Martha Valborg Andreason, b. 3 Jul 1912, Eden, Weber, Utah, United States d. 4 Jun 1996, Las Vegas, Clark, Nevada, United States (Age 83 years)
>	5. Elfreyda Margaret Andreason, b. 6 Jan 1920, Ogden, Weber, Utah, United States d. 22 Sep 1986, Cambria, San Luis Obispo, California, United States (Age 66 years)
	6. Emma Corinne Andreasen, b. 29 Apr 1924, View, Cassia, Idaho, United States d. 20 Nov 1926 (Age 2 years)

Family ID F10494 Group Sheet | Family Chart

Last Modified 6 Mar 2025

Event Map

	Birth - 20 May 1876 - København, Hovedstaden, Kongeriget Danmark
	Initiatory (LDS) - 26 Sep 1900 - SLAKE
	Marriage - 2 Aug 1905 - Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
	Death - 29 Sep 1965 - Burley, Cassia, Idaho, United States
	Burial - 1 Oct 1965 - View, Cassia, Idaho, United States

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Notes

For some time I have been thinking about and would like to write a litt l e about what I remember about my paternal grandfather Anthon F. Andreas en . I knew Grandpa probably better than most of the grandchildren so tha t i s why I wanted to write a little about him .
My father, Elmer Andreasen, who was the only son, wrote a short histo r y of his father, and my Aunt Martha, one of four daughters also wrot e a h istory of her father. Both of the histories are interesting but als o ar e very different, enough so a person wonders if they are talking abo ut th e same person. I think this may say more about the writer than abou t th e subject they are writing about. I am sure that the impressions an d reme mbrances that I have of Grandpa will probably tell as much about m e as th ey do about him.
Grandpa was born in Denmark in 1876, the year of Custer’s Last Stan d . When his family moved from Denmark, they settled in Ogden Valley in t h e town of Eden. He had a Shire stallion while he lived in Eden. He cont in ued to live in Eden for quite a few years after he was married and the n h e moved to Farr West. His old farm is on the old highway that goes pa st S mith and Edwards. An old shed is all that remain of the buildings th ey ha d when they lived there.
Grandpa was 60 years old when I was born so my remembrances are of h i s older life. He had a gray horse named “Cap” as long as I could rememb er . It was his pride and joy.
Grandpa was a difficult person to get to know. I used to work in th e f ields with him while I was growing up. I think he liked me but he wa s no t one to express how he felt about people. I remember he went to se e me o ff, with my folks, when I went into the service [in December 1954] . He ha d a bit of advice he gave me as I left, it was part of a poem I t hink bu t the line I remember was “learn to labor and to wait” which whe n I thin k about it, is pretty good advice for someone going out to conqu er the wo rld. I didn’t realize until years later how significant it wa s for Grandp a to see me off. He didn’t do that sort of thing for very ma ny people tha t I know of and that is one reason that I think he liked m e even thoug h I used to wonder because of some of the things he would sa y .
As long as I can remember Grandpa was hard of hearing. He could sti l l hear until I was 8 - 10 years of age (1946-1948) but when he was in h i s late 60’s he got sick and lost almost all of his hearing. After tha t h e couldn’t really associate with others. When everyone would talk a t onc e he couldn’t hear what was being said. That made it hard for him t o soci alize and caused some people to not like him. I think one of the r eason s he seemed anti-social or aloof was because he had such a difficul t tim e hearing what was being said.
From then on he had to wear a hearing aid to hear anything at all. H i s hearing aid sat in his pocket and the amplifier was attached to his e ar . The background noise from the hearing aid used to be irritating to h im , so he only used it when he needed too. Most of the time when he wa s wor king in the field, he would take the hearing aid out of his ear an d put i t in his pocket. If Grandpa didn’t want to hear someone, especial ly Grand ma, he would turn off his hearing aid. That would make Grandma a ngry .
He was quite a handsome young man and probably got a little spoiled b e cause he was the only boy with several sisters. He did have a half-brot he r, Charlie Jensen, by his mother’s first marriage, who was nine year s old er than he was.
He served a mission to Denmark for the L.D.S. Church when he was in h i s 20’s.
Grandpa married my grandmother when he was about 30 years old and s h e was 20. They made quite an attractive couple. Aunt Martha told me th a t she thought theirs was a marriage made in heaven. From what I saw whi l e I knew them it was anything but. I thought it was a marriage of two v er y different people. I can’t remember of them ever going anywhere or do in g anything together just for fun. Seems to me they argued more than th e y did anything else. Grandma loved to go visit people and had friends e ve rywhere, Grandpa did not share this at all. I remember Grandma tellin g m e that one of the big dreams of her life was to retire from the far m an d travel, but when she told this to Grandpa he wanted nothing to d o wit h it. I know this was a frustrating thing to her but I often wonder ed wh y they never talked of such a thing until they were old enough to r etire .
Grandpa, helped build the road down Ogden Canyon from Huntsville to 1 2 th Street in Ogden. He had a team of horses so they paid him more. He a ls o had a scraper that he used to help build the road .
Note: We had a neighbor who’s father, Charlie Thurston ,
came to live with him. He had worked on the road with Grandpa Anthon a n d he told us a little about what they did. He told us that years late r h e saw President McKay sitting and he went up to him and slapped him o n th e knee and said, “Dady….” President McKay said that it had been a lo ng ti me since he had heard that.
Grandpa was the builder in our family. He built everything with han d t ools, mainly a hammer and hand saw. When I was sixteen he bought a ci rcul ar saw from Sears. I think that was the only power tool he ever owne d .
He was always building or remodeling something. Thanks to him we h a d a house. Grandpa would only build in the fall and the spring when al l t he farm work was done. When spring came he would stop building so h e coul d be out in the fields.
He helped my Dad build the out buildings on our farm. He was the on e w ho remodeled and added two rooms and a bathroom onto the two room hou s e I grew up in. He was pretty good at taking some old materials and mak in g something serviceable out of it, not necessarily pretty but usuall y ser viceable. He wasn’t bothered by building codes. The foundation unde r th e addition he put on our house was only about 8 inches wide and I do n’t t hink it was even a foot deep. I didn’t realize until years after wh y th e doors didn’t work and the floor slanted. No thought of putting foo ting s down below the frost line or any of the practices that are require d tod ay.
When I was a little kid the old plaster in our kitchen fell off the c e iling, it was a miracle it didn’t kill Mary Lou who was a baby at the t im e. Grandpa was the one who redid the plaster .
Grandpa built houses with old materials. In 1924 the red brick hous e h e and his family lived in was destroyed by fire, he built another hou se f or them. He also built the house he and Grandma lived in, the one ca lle d “the Gingerbread house”, when he was 75 years old. He mixed by hand , i n an old wheelbarrow, all of the concrete that went into the house. H e us ed whatever materials he could get his hands on. Some of the lumbe r and i tems had been used before, the rest he bought .
He was always a faithful church goer but he did not instill in al l o f his children the same values that he had. They did not live lives o f fu ll activity in the Mormon Church like Grandpa thought they should . I thin k his family was a big disappointment to him and perhaps one o f the reaso ns he used to loose himself in his farm work. I have wondere d if the Chur ch had the emphasis on families that they do now if thing s would have bee n any different, Grandpa being the faithful obedient per son he was .
Grandpa did have a temper and sometimes it went wild. His way of show i ng love for his family was to do “To Do Lists” that would help them. Gr an dpa was a good example to others, he led a clean life, he worked har d an d people respected him for the kind of person he was.
Once when Grandma was on her way home from Utah, she picked up a hitc h hiker and brought him home to stay. Grandpa was very concerned about wh a t could happen to her.
Grandpa was a quite a preacher. I heard him at a Sacrament meeting wh e n he gave a right smart sermon. I was impressed. My Dad said his Dad al wa ys felt good when he was asked to speak. Grandpa used to read a lot an d w as well versed in Church Doctrine. He would speak with no notes. The y di d not have the block program, as a result there was no time limit fo r Sac rament Meeting. If he wasn’t asked to talk and was asked to pray i t woul d be a 15 minute prayer. He was invited to speak at funerals and o ther me etings. There were three guys called upon, back then, to preach a t funera ls, Elton Hatch, Leland Woodbury and Grandpa .
My Dad used to talk about the way his father used to enjoy speaking b u t he (my Dad) thoroughly disliked it. I sometimes wonder why someone w h o didn’t talk to people much would enjoy talking before a congregatio n bu t I think part of it was because hearing and listening to others wa s no t a factor when you are the speaker. Another thing, it is quite diff eren t to be able to prepare and organize your thoughts ahead of time tha n t o be a spontaneous conversationalist .
When Grandpa lived in Farr West, he was drafted during the 1st Worl d W ar. They signed the peace treaty before he served .
In 1920 Grandpa moved from Farr West to Idaho. My Dad said that he ca m e to Idaho to get rich. Grandpa grew hay, grain and potatoes (everyon e gr ew potatoes back then). He had milk cows, one riding horse and sever al te ams over the years. Grandpa owned a gray horse team. When they die d he br ought another gray team. He never owned a tractor. His last tea m he boug ht a brown horse team.
Grandpa was a hard worker and expected others to work hard too. My D a d worked pretty close with Grandpa. He thought my dad was kind of laz y be cause he liked to go fishing and do things with his horses and othe r thin gs.
Edward Johnson, a grandson, lived with Grandpa and Grandma for sever a l years. As he got older he fell into disfavor with grandpa partly beca us e he didn’t come and help in the fields like Grandpa thought he ough t too .
Grandpa struggled with farming. He was known as the “Weed King” in Vi e w. One year the threshers cut his beans but refused to thresh them beca us e of the red root weeds in them. Grandpa went through his beans by han d a nd took out all the red roots so they could be threshed. This was i n th e days before combines.
He struggled with knowing when to sell his crop. Sometimes he misse d t he best price because he was hoping for a little more. Farmers were p oor . They scrabbled for a living. During the depression he almost lost h is f arm. My Dad sold his little band of sheep and used the money to sav e th e farm. He was given half of the farm to pay back the money .
One year Grandpa hired three guys from Utah to help him pick potatoe s . One of them said his name was Ted Williams. One night they took his s ad dle and other stuff including a tap and die set and left. He never rep ort ed it. They got away “scott free” .
Grandpa was always out in the fields working. When the relatives wou l d come from Utah he wouldn’t come in from the fields to visit, he alwa y s claimed to be too busy.
He farmed his farm well past the age when most people retire. Whe n h e was 82 years old he had an accident when he was plowing the plow ti ppe d over in the mud, he broke his hip and crawled to the house. He wa s take n to the old Burley Hospital. My classmate who was a nurse took ca re of h im. She said he was hard to work with. He told her, “No young whi per snap per is goin’ take my pants down”. Grandpa rarely went to doctor s .
He recovered enough to run his farm for a few more years before he so l d it to Jess Searle and sat down to wait to die .
If something had happened to Grandma before he died, someone would ha v e gotten some cheap dogs. He hated those things. They were miniature bl oo d Pomeranian and Maltese that she raise to sell. They were all over th e h ouse and porch and some of them were in the bottom kitchen drawers wh er e they raised their litters.
Grandpa, Anthon Fredrick Andreasen, died September 29, 1965 when he w a s 89 years old.
Grandpa is part of all of us. There is some of him in me, some of i t i s good and some of it is bad. Our Ancestors are our Ancestors and w e nee d to appreciate them for what they did .
Written by Frederick James Andreasen 1980's ,
added to in 1999 and June 2017
Typed September 2017