COPIED HERE on December 1, 2016
First draft on May 24, 2009
In late 2002 a book titled "Memories of Evelyn Dorothy (Pete) Jenson and Mark Walker Bleazard" was published. It is a collection of memories of my mother and father. I gave a copy of this book as a Christmas 2002 gift to my sisters, aunts, uncles, my five children, and my nieces and nephews. I later gave copies to each of my grandchildren. In the book I’ve included much about my ancestors (Bleazard/Walker-Jenson/Jorgenson) and there are stories of my youth. Some of it will be repeated in this story. Most of my book has been uploaded to a site with many stories about John Hopwood Bleazard (and his nine wives). You can find my book and many other stories at this site. www.johnhopwoodbleazard.com/ or www.johnhopwoodblazzard.com/
My parents/my birth/childhood –
My mother is Evelyn Dorothy (Pete) Jenson Bleazard. Pete is the nickname her father gave her and when I was a child that is the name she was called. I always called her mama or mother. When she and my father, Mark, moved to Arcadia in 1961, her birth name, Evelyn, was the name she was called by most of her friends. She was known as Grandma Pete to my children and to some others - actually she was known by both names.
My mother was always attractive slim, fit and busy. She was responsible, somewhat quiet, very hardworking, caring and always busy... always busy. I remember my mother always doing what was asked of her and never saying no to anyone. My impression of her now is that she was often sad and lonely, and I'm certain that she suffered from depression at times. I know she missed the home of her youth and her parents and siblings. As I think about my mother, it seems she felt it was easier to do the considerable work herself than insist that we, her daughters, help. We all learned how to do many things, however, by watching her do them. In some ways she was a martyr and motivated by duty. She ALWAYS put the wants and needs of others before her own wants and needs. On infrequent occasions , however, I can remember her being very happy and on those occasions she was fun, had a twinkle in her eye and a good sense of humor. I recall her reading the Relief Society magazine, and in later years reading some of the newspaper, but I don’t remember her ever taking a day off to read a book. Mother was a great cook of traditional food. Her bread was homemade and remembered for its goodness, the dough at times was used for making scones an/or cinnamon/sugar treats. She could add spices and magic touches and flavor to all her food and was a wonderful cook, even prior to refrigeration. She loved flowers and tended large gardens, and she bottled the produce from her garden. She planted berry and other bushes and trees. She was a great horseback rider, and she really liked horses. She often worked with animals and helped with the farm work.
My mother loved all of her large extended families of Jensons/Jorgensons very much. She was extremely close to her parents and her siblings and was always so happy to see and visit with them, and to help them in any way possible. The Jensons/Jorgensons were very family oriented and loving, and they were, as far as I know, all members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (Mormon) Church. Frankly, I don't know the political orientation of my grandparents, but my mother always voted Democrat.
Mother was over 65 yrs of age when she was called to jury duty and she stayed at my home in Salt Lake. Early one morning as she left for the Courthouse she was wearing a lovely dress, shoes with heels and her hair was perfect. Mother was as happy as I ever saw her and was excited about having a 'job.' I remember her saying when she got the check with her name on it that it, and her small social security check, was the only money she had ever earned since she was a young girl. I found these remarks by Pete, my mother, astounding and sad.
At an earlier time I remember being at the Arcadia/Bridgeland home and mother and I were walking to the yard. My Father had wood-carved a big sign and placed it on a shed. It said, "MARK BLEAZARD'S PLACE." As we passed the shed, she shrugged, appeared annoyed and looked sad and said as she pointed to the sign, "Where is my name?" These were words and thoughts coming from a woman who was always working and her contributions to the family and farm were considerable. She was the 'glue' holding the family together and working every minute for all of us and if there could be an instant replay on life, I certainly would try to find a way to help her know her worth and value.
Mother was always there when I needed her or when my sisters needed her. When there was illness and when babies were born, and when there were problems or needs, one could always count on her help. She loved all her grandchildren, and she helped me a lot with my little kids. The kids loved to go to the farm and Mother was always asking when they would be out. Steve, especially, spent a lot of time on the farm with his grandparents. Mark, Blaine and Stan also spent time, and a few times two of the boys would be there. One weekend when Ken and I went to the Homestead for a break, they had all four of our boys were with them at the Farm in Arcadia. Marianne and Stan do not remember the Talmage farm, but they spent time at the farm in Arcadia.
Pete had great friends who lived near her in the Basin, including her sister, Rayda Stevenson, and her lifelong friend, Viola Mitchell Bleazard. In Talmage her neighbor, Dolly (Iris Lou McConkie) Lindsay and her children were loved by Pete. She had many dear women friends who loved and valued her. The women loved their quilts which included gatherings around quilts at the different homes and laughing, visiting, and telling stories as all the little children ran and played under and around the quilt and the house and in the yards. The women made incredible creative art quilts and those useful gifts of love covered family members and friends until each was threadbare. Hopefully, some have been kept and the 'love' gift is valued in some of the home where they remain ...
My father, Mark Walker Bleazard, had trouble expressing feelings. In his youth he had much freedom and also much responsibility. He was the oldest son of his parents and was raised in a homestead cabin with many siblings. His father was often absent as he searched with his friends in Idaho and elsewhere for the illusive 'Mine' that would bring affluence and abundance to him and his big family. This left his mother to care for the many children. I doubt that she, with all her gifts could have given each child all he/she needed, and such is the problem with every parent. His father, my grandfather, John William (Will) Bleazard, did not appear to be one who would/could express feelings of love that could be understood. I doubt that my father was ever told my his father that he was loved or that he was appreciated. My dear grandmother did all that she could but there is only so much time in a day -- and there were so many needs of so many children ... All children learn what they live and few recognize such, and even fewer know or can change the pattern that has been learned.
I don’t remember my father ever putting his arms around mother, or his arms around any of us, his daughters. I don’t remember him ever saying out loud that he loved us. When we were little girls he may have done so because I sensed he really enjoyed little kids. He loved to tease them and he never spanked or was impatient with the little ones. It changed somewhat when the grandsons became adolescents and I’m sure he felt that they were big enough to be a help and to be responsible. At times he was very harsh and unkind to them, swearing at them and putting them down. At one time I remember him saying; “If you don’t get after them and tell them what they are doing wrong, how will they ever learn?” That was his ‘management’ style. He didn’t believe in positive reinforcement and therefore never gave compliments or a smile on a job well done. It was his way. Perhaps my sisters feel they knew they were loved by him, but I was never sure. I know that he worked very hard and every day and that finding work (and money) was not easy. He worked hard to provide for us and to make sure we had a roof over our heads and food on the table; he didn’t drink alcoholic beverages as far as I know, he smoked for a year prior to his marriage, but I never saw him smoke and as far as I know he was always faithful to my mother. I remember him saying that if he told someone (mother) he loved her once that was it, and he didn't need to say it again He just didn’t feel comfortable and couldn’t find the words to tell us, or didn’t know how to give us the personal, special direct actions we/I needed to know he loved us. Some of us have always wondered if ...
My father, Mark, was a proud Roosevelt Democrat and I'm sure he always voted for Democrats. My mother was also a staunch and voting Democrat. They loved Franklin Delano Roosevelt - and JFK --
In the tribute I gave to my Dad at his funeral, I said: ______
My parents, Mark Walker and Evelyn Jenson Bleazard, married in 1931 just as stock market crashed and the big depression hit our country and times were tough. Barbara was born in 1932, I was born in 1934, Marlene in 1936 and Verl in 1941.
I have three sisters. Barbara is two years older than me, and was she was born February 14, 1932. I was the second daughter and I was born January 8, 1934. Marlene is two years younger than me, and she was born February 12, 1936. My youngest sister, Verl, was born on December 2, 1941. Verl was five days old when the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor. All three of my sisters have a special place in my heart, and I love them all very much. They are all three very different in many respects.
I remember Barbara as being tall, slim and with shiny dark hair. Barbara never liked the outdoor farm and animal work and as I remember, she spent most of her time at home indoors or carrying water and helping mother.
I remember Marlene as a cute, feisty and busy outdoor type little girl. She liked the animals and the outdoors and never was interested in the homemaking indoor work.
I have some difficulty remembering very much about Verl when she was a little girl. She was seven years younger than I. She was just 3 or 4 when I had my leg amputated (1945). I remember when I graduated from Altamont High School in 1951 and left the Talmage home and went to Salt Lake to work, that I bought her a beautiful doll for Christmas. Barbara remembers being very much involved with Verl's care.
I have related many memories and much history of the lives of my parents, grandparents, great grandparents and my aunts, uncles and cousins in the memory book I gave as gifts in the year 2002. I will not again relate those memories here, but if you are interested in reading about all these people in more detail check this site: www.johnhopwoodbleazard.com/ or borrow a copy of my book.
My maternal grandparents are Sven Albert (Bert) and Dorothy Jorgensen Jenson. My Gma and Gpa Jenson were very special to me. When Marlene was born, Mother, Barbara and I were in Montana and staying with Gma and Gpa. I was such a tiny two year old and would climb into bed with them. They always treated me as if they had bonded to me during that time. Gpa sent a very special letter to me when I was in the LDS Hospital in 1945. I don’t remember times when Gpa and Gma visited with us when I was small, but after Gpa died, Gma Jenson stayed with Ken and I in our home many times. In fact, she was at our home in Salt Lake on Beaumont Drive for Thanksgiving Dinner and the following day as she was with my mother and father and driving back to Talmage, she had a stroke. She died several days in the Roosevelt Hospital.
Gma and Gpa Jenson were very devout Mormons and Gpa was Bishop for a long time. They were such a loving close family. At one time, all the children participated in a cassette tape pass around. One sibling would talk into the tape about family and happy/sad events and about health and problems, and each would express love and appreciation for the Bert and Dorothy Jenson Families. The tape would then be forwarded to another sibling. I have a few of the tapes in my possession and have transcribed them. Gma and Gpa and their children always prayed together in the mornings. I think that my mother missed the gaiety and sweetness of her Jenson family very much in her life, and I believe that she was disappointed that her family life was not as her parents.
I remember Gma Jenson being a classy, little lady with silver highlights in her dark hair. She had sparkly eyes and she had a quick laugh. She was not very tall –
Gpa Jenson loved to tease and tell jokes. He was tall and he loved to tell stories and visit.
My paternal grandparents, John William (Will) and Louisa May Walker Bleazard, were also very special to me.
As a child, I remember being at their home, the one room cabin west of Mountain Home, many times. My cousins, Lois, Carol and Janice lived in the Harward Home and I always wanted to play with them. I remember staying at the Harwood Home with Aunt Viola and Uncle Jack and playing with the cousins when I was very young.
Within my grandparents one room home I remember stepping onto the porch and entering it from the one door (at the South). On the porch were several of the sticky hanging fly catchers and each had many, many stuck dead flies in it. As I entered the cabin I could see the rather large cast iron black stove. The piano was along the wall at the North, and the black dresser was at the South wall. Also on the South wall was a picture I loved. It was a large picture of three adorable little fluffy puppies. If I remember correctly there was a window at the north of the cabin.
I also remember being in the Shop where Gpa Bleazard, my father and his brothers and others worked to make bridles, harnesses, horseshoes …
I remember the chickencoop, corrals, the stallion “Frank”, and I remember seeing the natural spring shower stall that was southwest from the Cabin and down a hill.
I remember being in a the girl’s tent with Aunt Anna Dee and talking with her. There were magazines and books …
I remember Gma’s big and wonderful orchard, and her very large garden. I remember the chicken coop. I remember the cold natural shower – down the hill.
It was at Gpa and Gma Bleazard’s home when all the cousins were running and playing on Gma’s root cellar at the south of the cabin, when I fell and cracked the bone just above my right knee. The osteosarcoma cells were released through the crack and the cancerous tumor began to grow. The pain was terrible, and I remember my Daddy carrying me to the truck.
Again, I remember a visit to my grandparents home and playing with my Bleazard cousins. We were playing in a truck at the west of the cabin, and someone released the clutch and the truck started to roll. I jumped out of the truck and ran into a pole on which there was a nail. The nail went directly into my forehead and blood spurted. Today (12.01.2016) I still have a scar on my forehead, and I'm 82 years old.
Frank, the stallion, was in a stall at my grandparents home, and I was fascinated with him. Locked up and wild – and the stallion was mysterious and I often heard the men joking and talking about the stallion.
I cannot remember Gpa expressing or showing affection to Gma or to any of his children or grandchildren. I always was a little bit afraid of him. An incident happened with one of my loose baby teeth that may have caused some of the fear. I must have been a wimpy, cowardly little kid and one of my baby teeth was hanging by a thread. Everyone was trying to get me to pull it out! They tied a string around it and tried to convince me it wouldn’t hurt. I didn’t buy into any of it and was cowering and whimpering. Gpa solved the tooth problem. He and perhaps others finally became annoyed with me and someone held me down while Gpa extracted the tooth with his skinny little pliars. I screamed and hollered and obviously never forgot the incident. I am in possession of the pliars.
When Gma Bleazard died, her coffin was brought into our Talmage home prior to the service in Mountain Home. At her funeral, I remember sobbing and feeling terrible.
After Gma died, Gpa stayed at our home for awhile. I don’t remember what problem he had, but he was sick and cranky. We were always used to running around and playing and that never seemed to bother our Dad, but the activity and noise really annoyed Gpa. I can’t remember how sick he was, but I remember him yelling at us to be quiet and stop running.
I don’t remember it, but Grpa brought the loved horse, Brownie, to Talmage for us girls to ride. We rode Brownie all the time, and we rode him to school. We loved that horse a lot, as everyone loved Brownie.
I have such sweet memories of Gma Bleazard. She was always cooking on the wonderful cast iron huge stove at the east of the cabin. She was a large woman and her hair was snowy, shiny white. She had the softest voice and the most beautiful blue/green eyes. I remember being held by her and it was a wonderful feeling – being held by a skinny Gma could never make one feel as safe and loved. I remember her playing the piano and I always wanted to play her piano when I was little.
Gma’s garden was big and it was filled with fruit trees, berry bushes etc.
RELATIVES WHO VISITED OFTEN?
Prior to school, my best friends were all my cousins. The children of mother’s sister, Rayda and Cliff Stevenson, were best friends, especially Max and Dorothy, who were near my age.
The children of my Dad’s brother, Jack and Viola Bleazard, were always best friends, especially the girls, Lois, Janice and Carol. Mike was much younger than I.
Also Orlan Oman, Aunt Alice and Uncle Ray Oman’s son, was a good friend, and he and I graduated from Altamont High School the same year (1951).
Other cousins who were close in age to me were Glenn and Jan Schenk, Boyd Bleazard, Cloyd and Lloyd Stott –
MEMORIES OF ELEMENTARY SCHOOL
In elementary school all the children were my friends – there were not that many of us. Perhaps the closest forever friends were Bertha Anderson, Roxella Donohue and Jenean Burton.
I began school at age five because had I waited until I was six to go to school, I would have been the only child in first grade. Mrs. Anderson and my mother gave me two birthday parties that year to ‘qualify’ me to begin school early.
Bertha’s mother, Adaline Anderson, was my teacher each of the six years of elementary school.
Talmage Elementary School was held in a two-room building, and grades 1, 2 and 3 were in one room, and grades 4, 5 and 6 were in the other room. Between the two rooms was a hall where coats, gloves and boots were kept – and the pot bellied cast iron stove that warmed the building was also in this hall.
The desks were wood and nailed together on planks and in long rows.
We were taught the basics, reading, writing and arithmetic. The map was on the West wall of the school – and this has confused me all my life! Maps should always be on the North wall. North is always West for me, unless I think about it. Each December we practiced Christmas songs and plays and had programs in the school – and the program presented in the Church on Christmas Eve was the one we learned and put together in school.
Each morning we stood and said the Pledge of Allegiance. I don’t remember daily prayer in school.
During the week of President Franklin Delano Roosevelt’s death and funeral, I remember that Mrs. Anderson was respectful as she talked about him and his presidency. I also remember a time when Mrs. Anderson, her daughter,Bertha, and I went to the Mormon Tabernacle and listened to a speech by President Dwight Eisenhower. The Anderson’s were very enthusiastic about Eisenhower (a Republican) and I felt like a traitor to the Democrats as I listened to Eisenhower and clapped.
Each Monday morning Mrs. Anderson would walk up and down the aisle during “Health Inspection.” Each student, in turn, had to open his/her mouth for mouth/teeth inspection, and each had to place both hands on a handkerchief so Mrs. Anderson could check to see that hands were clean and nails clipped and clean. I don’t remember how many inspections I passed or failed nor do I remember what reward or punishment was given, if any.
Occasionally, we would have a Peanut Bust. Everyone would have a bag of peanuts and we let them fly – everywhere. It was rowdy and fun – and often it was on a day when a child had a birthday and one time I remember it was the teacher, Mrs. Anderson, who was the target.
I really can’t remember mother or dad catching and bridling horses for us to ride to school, and I don’t ever remember being driven in a car to school. I’m thinking that we may have missed a lot of school, with colds, childhood disease or because of weather, or because they may not have been able to catch a horse for us – I’m just not certain. When I/we did ride a horse to school (Brownie – I don’t remember other horses ?) we would tie Brownie behind the girl’s outhouse when we got to school. I can’t remember if there was water or food for the horse during the day.
Many years later, Mrs. Anderson, was a guest on my radio show and she told the listeners that she would see me riding my horse up the lane and going so slow – just dawdling along – then when we would get by the Davies home and near the school, I would take out the whip and come riding past the school as fast as I could make the horse go!
Once I raised my hand and was excused to go to the outhouse. When I returned, I walked to the blackboard to write something, and my dress was tucked inside my panties. It’s interesting that I remember all the kids laughing and laughing, and didn’t know why they were laughing at me. I remember Mrs. Anderson coming to me, reaching down and pulling the dress out of my panties, giving me a kiss and a hug. Interesting what we remember, right?
I remember choosing sides for a snowball fight. We would all build big snow walls and then would have a battle royal.
I remember walking to and from school. Once Mrs Anderson let me ride on a one-person sleigh that was tied to the back of her car. The snow pellets from the tires pelted me all the way.
Bobby Mowers (Ferrell and Vera’s son) walked home or rather I should say he ran home. I remember liking Bobby, but I was mean to him. Once I chased him with a willow and tried to hit him. It seemed fun to see him run … kids? Why?
Bertha and I buried a bunch of coins where no one would find them, in a sagebrush field. The coins were never found, as far as I know. We tried to find them but forgot where we buried them.
The classes went on field trips, and often played games. For the sides to be equal in number, the boys had to choose one girl to be on their team. I was chosen and they were sorry. The game involved going into a cave and trying to hide from the other team. I can’t remember the name of the game. I was scared of the cave and began bawling – the boys tried everything, including a slap or two, and holding hands over my mouth, but nothing stopped me! They must have forgiven me, because they would always choose me to be on their side.
On Saturdays the youth of Talmage would meet at the Church House and roller skate. The skates were metal adjustable (with a key to tighten the skates after adjusting) and leather straps around the ankles. The Church House had wood benches with lids. When the lids were lifted, the girls and boys would find the skates. It was a dusty, wild and rowdy bunch that gathered to skate.
On some Saturday nights there were dances – I remember a Harvest Ball when Bertha was queen of the ball and Gary McDonald was her ‘king’, and I was an assistant and my ‘date’ was William Thompson. At some of these dances, there was alcoholic beverages hidden in cars parked outside and the young men (I don’t remember any of the girls sipping) went to the cars frequently. They were often the very same young men who passed the sacrament at Sunday School and Sacrament meeting the next morning.
CLASSMATES? ACCOMPLISHMENTS? GIRL/BOYFRIENDS –
Kay Barrett may have been my first boyfriend. Each Friday night the community had a movie night – Roy Rogers, Gene Autry, War news clips – a serial mystery – and I would sit by Kay. I think it may have been the late 1944 and in 1945-46. He was a cute kid and may have felt sorry for the cute little girl with one leg or -
FAVORITE AND LEAST FAVORITE SUBJECTS.
I always liked spelling and reading. We did not have many, if any, books in our home. Mrs. Anderson subscribed to the Book of the Month club and they had books that I loved to look at.
I cut out and collected pictures from every magazine I ever got in my possession. I kept the pictures of beautiful movie stars and athletes in a box for years. Even when I left for Salt Lake and would return home, I would find the box and go through it.
REPORT CARDS/ GRADES WERE YOU A GOOD STUDENT? Yes, I always got good grades – I’m not sure now if it was because I was a good student, or because I charmed and manipulated the teachers.
FUNNY THINGS …HIGH SCHOOL ????ACTIVITIES - Always on the Student Council. I won an American Legion essay contest. Attended a ‘shorthand’ competition in Price. Went to Logan (Utah State Agricultural College aka Utah State University) for an American Legion gathering.
4H trip to Yellowstone -- 4H
Love Pirates of Hawaii -- another play.
Salutatorian - Bertha was Valedictorian.
Was nominated to be Princess ? ? of Jr Prom, or dance – and Dwayne Stevenson was my partner – we had to compete for the honor, and I remember dancing competition. It was, I think, embarrassing for Dwayne and for me – I could dance but definitely not in competition …. Not good. Had to be slow and nice.
I remember singing “Among My Souviniers” solo on the stage at Talmage - for Mutual, and I gave several 2 minute church speeches.
Sports activities, clubs and groups, I tried playing basketball -- guarding Mary Beth Thacker, who was quick and agile – I failed miserably. At that time girls only played occasionally and half court. It was thought much too strenuous for girls to play competitively and full court basketball. The girls made or bought their ‘cheer leading’ dresses and, if I remember correctly, paid admission to watch the boys play basketball (with other GRADES, PROBLEMS, ACCOMPLISHMENTS? Susa Young Gates Award – Chief Justice Christine Durham received it the same year.
DANCING, SINGING, ACTINGADDITIONAL SCHOOLING – BYU --- 3 semesters, Fall 1951, Winter, Spring 1952. Roomed with Connie Cummings (Mrs. George Case); Bertha Anderson (Braithwaite), Donna Miles (Evans); Wanda Sadler, Jean Mecham. Others at BYU at that time were Jenean Burton (Evans), Max Stevenson, Dwayne Stevenson, Marvin Sorenson. Our Apartment was several (maybe 10/12 blocks from the school) and I had to walk to and from the Campus. There was a rather large hill incline on the way to the campus. Winter was terrible – the snow, I remember having a very difficult time navigating through the deep snow on my prosthesis. Fell down the icy Apartment steps ( 8 or 9 steps) that lead to the door of our apartment and remember being bruised severely – didn’t go to a doctor to see about broken bones, bruising etc. didn’t hit my head. It was bad – this ‘walking’ to and from may have contributed to my not returning to school the following year. We rented a piano while at the Apartment and I loved it.
We read a chosen book – each took turns reading – a romance,mystery book.
The Altamont boys liked coming to our apartment and eating. Someone made a lovely chocolate cake with shiny chocolate icing and gave them some. The icing was laced with ExLax and the boys didn't return to 'visit' for a day or two.
NICKNAME Crutchet – dubbed by Lon Farnsworth
PETS – Ring, lamb,
HOLIDAYS – Christmas was
EASTER, colored eggs – went on a hike ?
HALLOWEEN, remember riding horse on one’big’ Halloween adventure. Beckstead’s -- being shot at – tipping over milk cans
THANKSGIVING, Always traditional meal. Can’t remember where or with whom.
BIRTHDAY, We had parties in our home – player piano – would send handwritten invitations
4TH OF JULY, at Talmage, baseball, red pop, firecracker hit back of my pep-club blue, long sleeved shiny shirt – took the back out of the blouse. Rodeo once had a horse pulling truck contest – Bess and Sis
24TH OF JULY -??
VISITORS IN OUR HOME ?
SICKNESS? Always OPERATIONS? My leg, mother’s teeth ACCIDENTS?
DRIVER’S LICENSE – how old? I didn’t drive or get my first driver’s license until after Ken and I were married – when I was 21 or 22.
VACATIONS – WHEN YOUNG? TRIPS ? Just the high mountain family trip – Uintah’s fishing. When Ralph and Barbara got married Just the family on this trip.
JOBS – WHAT JOBS AROUND HOME? OUTSIDE? Gathering wood for the fire. Feeding lambs, chickens, riding horses and driving cattle or sheep
JOBS FOR PAY AT HOME, OR SOME PLACE ELSE. I did some babysitting --- for the Thacker’s and also for the McDonalds ? ?
CHURCH? ATTEND? Yes, how I got to Sunday School, Mutual, ? mother must have driven us or we rode horses. Memories of/ BAPTISM? I was baptized at age 8 in a pond – it seems the pond was north of Mr Josie’s place where George Anderson’s parents lived… Not sure.
JOBS IN CHURCH, MIA, PRIMARY. I did all or most of the assignments given and learned scriptures and read books. Two minute speeches. , HOW IMPORTANT DO YOU THINK CHURCH ACTIVITY IS? It was important in my life as a child because it was the only thing in town – all activity and gatherings occurred within the church parameters – dances, parties, roller skating, holidays – everything
YOUR THOUGHTS ABOUT ‘GOD’ AND WHY WE ARE HERE. I went along and sweetly accepted – there was no opposing views or thoughts. God and things Mormom was an accepted. Although I read and studied all things Mormon, history, doctrine, it occurs to me that my ‘filter’ was always working. Everything that was good, kind and made sense to me was accepted, and the rest was ignored or filtered out. God was great and good and loved everyone -
IS THERE A LIFE AFTER DEATH? Life yes, my individual life – No.
After graduating from Altamont High School in the spring of 1951, I went to Salt Lake and stayed with Kathleen Pearson, Golda ?, Colleen Stevenson (Bench) and my sister, Barbara, in an apartment just south of the Holy Cross Hospital – about 11th /12th east and 100 South.
Got a job at Utah Tuberculosis and Health Association for the summer. I took a bus to and from work and spent all of the day typing addresses on envelopes. Two middle aged women were in the Office with me. I was so homesick and when my parents and others were going to Montana for a couple of weeks, I wanted to go with them so bad that I cried while working. The women were nice to me.
That fall winter and spring I went to Brighan Young University.
winter and spring –
Back to Salt Lake and stayed with Donna Miles (Evans) ? ? in an apartment for awhile – worked at the Church Office Building, 47 E So Temple, Purchasing Department. Gordon Affleck was my boss, Alan Acomb his assistant. Met Donna Bowen (Gee) (Sorenson) at this job and she and I became lifelong friends. I was her maid of honor and she was my maid of honor.
While I worked at the Church Office Building an Apostle who was assigned to speak at Stake Conference in Mt Emmons asked if I would like to ride with him and his wife to my home in Talmage. I was homesick and happy to have a ride home. I went to the Conference and sat near the back of the large room. The Apostle called me to speak before the Conference! It was a terrifying experience and I have no idea how I made it to the stage, and no idea what I did or said !
COURTSHIP AND MARRIAGE Met Ken at Mutual. I lived with Barbara and Ralph on Belmont St just south of 900 South and between 2nd and 3rd East. Ken’s mother and father lived at 272 Hubbard Ave, just a block north. I met Ken’s sister, Myrl, at the ___________-Ward.
ENGAGEMENT & DATING - MET IN-LAWS ? WHEN MARRIED AND BY WHOM? What was your wedding day like? PARTIES, GIFTS/ RECEPTION/ HONEYMOON?
FIRST HOME – and OTHER HOMES? 2862 So 2000 East, Bateman’s basement apartment.
JOB WHEN MARRIED? LDS Hospital Purchasing Department. Grant Burgon was my boss
. SALARY/ ASSOCIATES/ACHIEVEMENTS/ COMPANIES WORKED FOR. Utah Tuberclosis and Health Association – summer of 1951, addressing envelopes gleaned from the phone book all day long – received about $100 a month.
Made a bad decision when a salesman convinced me that I needed to have a $500 silver utensil set. Putting my name on the contract for that was so stupid. I worried and paid on that bill for years.
AS PARENT; GRAND & GREAT GRANDCHILDREN;
BIRTH – WHEN LITTLE –
ACTIVITES WHILE MARRIED/ WORK .. FEATURED IN NEWSPAPER ARTICLE
POLITICAL ACTIVITIES CIVIC ACTIVITIES Utah Women’s Political Caucus, NOW, - Death penalty opposition – when Gary ? was killed.
Worked for Ed Firmage, Frances Farley, George McGovern, Mike DuKakis, Lyndon Johnson, JFK, Eugene McCarthy, Was a registrar – and worked at voting stations several times. Chettles,
RECREATIONAL ACTIVITIES CRAFTS 0– TALENTS (play piano) HOBBIES
FAVORITE COLOR love all colors
FOOD – love all food
MENU FOR FAVORITE MEAL
BEST TIME OF DAY – dusk
FAVORITE BOOKS -
MUSIC – always liked country western – all music at different times. Likes lovely music without singer or words – just the quiet sound.
ACTOR – Dustin Hoffman
POEM/ WRITER -
SPORTS PERSON - Rex Layne, boxer
FAMOUS PEOPLE MET IN PERSON – IN POLITICS --- Presidential candidates Shirley Chisholm and Sonia Johnson; listened to Lyndon Johnson in the SL Tabernacle ( there is a picture); Bobby Kennedy at ________, he talked to me ! ; Eugene McCarthy at the Hotel Utah; Dwight Eisenhower, listened to him at the SL Tabernacle with Bertha and Adaline Anderson; Geoge Bush l, at the Utah House of Representatives and I had to transcribe his verbatim words for the Senate Journal – without editing he was illiterate; Jimmy Carter as he spoke at the Tabernacle, JFK in his trip to Salt Lake a few months prior to his death, saw him in a car waving as he drove to the Tabernacle and braved the crowd to get into the Tqbernacle; Bobby Kennedy at a reception in Salt Lake also; Senator Edward Kennedy at a reception in Salt Lake, and Lavina Chettle, Jim Dabakis and I flew to Denver to hear him speak when he was running for President. Hillary Clinton visited Utah when running against Barack Obama. Marianne, Shelly and I went to hear her speak. I sat in the VIP section and made it to the rope line to greet her after her speech. A Security person walked down the line before her and he was focused and busy with his eyes looking for 'trouble', I said to him quietly, "Thank you." He did not look up but he said " Thank you!"
Hillary was lovely, not tall and she had a firm handshake.
Adali Stevenson on the steps of the Church Office Bldg.
David 0 McKay near an elevator at ZCMI and we taked. He asked if I had seen a beautiful young woman with white hair. He was waiting for his wife.
IF YOU HAD YOUR LIFE TO LIVE OVER, ARE THERE THINGS YOU WOULD DO DIFFERENTLY?
WAS THERE SOMETHING THAT YOU WOULD STILL REALLY LIKE TO DO OR SEE?
If you could have lived a different lifestyle or been in a different profession, what would it have been
WHAT IS THE BEST ADVICE YOU WERE EVER GIVEN? Dad said, “Joan, if you take care of yourself you will have a full time job without your trying to take care of everyone else.”
WHAT WOULD YOU MOST LIKE YOUR FAMILY TO KNOW ABOUT YOU?
WHAT ADVICE WOULD YOU LIKE TO GIVE TO YOUR CHILDREN AND GRAND/GREAT GRANDCHILDREN?
CARS I HAVE OWNED, FAVORITE CAR? Red Rita Oldsmobile, Tilly the Ford, the talking car, the yellow station wagon, the big black, red interior Ford, the yellow Toyota truck, the Subaru that Stan wrecked ? ?
UNUSUAL LIFE EXPERIENCES;
PERSONAL PHILOSOPHY AND VALUES.