A Little of This and That

I remember asking my Grandma Squire to teach me how she made her famous cinnamon rolls and she told me you just get a few handfuls of flour add some sugar and cinnamon with a dash of salt.  That is exactly how she cooked!  And everything she made was with love and extra delicious.

This blog is sort of a hodgepodge of events starting with a fun girls trip to La Verkin, a trip to the St. George Cemetery, ending with a few pictures from my Aunt Lorna's birthday.

Gallacher Girls Trip

I never go to La Verkin in the summer because it's HOT.  But they only have Tuacahn shows in the summer and I have never seen a musical at Tuacahn, so this was the year to go! Sharlet, Brooklynn, Krystal and I decided to start the trip off on the right foot with pedicures! (Pun intended.)

We spent the next day shopping and tried out the famous drinks at a fun place called Swig.

That night we went to the play, Mulan.  It was in a small high school theater.  The actors were amazing and we loved it.

My parents served a mission in St. George about 18 years ago.  They provided tours at church historical sites.  At that time I went to most of the sites, but did not go to the Pine Valley Church because it was a bit of a drive.  I was ready to make that drive on this trip so we attended church at the old Pine Valley Church House.  It was beautiful and fun to take a step back in time.

A bonus for going to Pine Valley was running into my Aunt LoRene and Uncle Jim and some of my cousins! It was a treat to get to visit with them.

LoRene Turner, Cyndee Gallacher, Jim Turner

Then we drove to the St. George Cemetery to see what I thought was the rest of the graves of my ancestors that are buried in Utah.  But when I got ready to post this I looked through my list of ancestors and realized that I only saw two of the five that are buried in St. George! I still have two more that I missed in Provo, one in Draper and two buried in Mendon.  It is aggravating that I have been to the Provo and St. George Cemeteries and missed some of my ancestors! Oh well, I guess that means I get to take another road trip!

Brooklynn was quick to spot my mom's paternal great-grandfather, John Heinrich Gubler.  He was listed as Heinrich Gubler in a single grave as seen below.

Heinrich Gubler was born 19 February 1827 in Mulheim,Thurgau,Switzerland and
died 30 June 1876 in St. George, Utah. Plot A_I_202_b

Brooklynn was again the first to spot Anna Margerett Wickli Gubler Webb, wife of John Heinrich Gubler, listed as Margerett W. Gubler Webb as seen below. 

Anna Margerett Wickli was born in Rappersweil, St. Gallen, Switzerland on 7 January 1841 and died on 1 November 1896 in St. George, Utah. Plot A_C_56_2

I was surprised that they were not buried together, but I did not realize that Margerett remarried a Thomas Webb on 15 May 1879.  Her second marriage was listed in my genealogy file, but it's funny how sometimes that information does not stick until you go and see their grave in person.  I love how it makes a person real.

Because of this visit to the cemetery I looked into my 2nd great-grandparents and found that Margerett Wickli was the second wife of John Heinrich Gubler, which formed a plural marriage as he was currently married to Anna Maria Dietschweiler, who outlived both Heinrich and Margerett.  Anna Maria died in 1900 in Chihuahua, Mexico.

The next day was the grand finale of our Gallacher Girls Trip!  We saw Mary Poppins at Tuacahn.  It was fabulous, outstanding, wonderful and amazing!  

My Aunt Lorna recently celebrated her birthday.  Here are a few pictures that my Uncle Adrien took of her with the Squire clan.

Lorna Birthday 2013

 

A blast from the past:
Dot, Lorna, Jerald, DuWayne

Lorna, Jerald, DuWayne

Joseph Moroni Sanders

This history was written by my great-great aunt about her father, Joseph Moroni Sanders, my 2nd great-grandfather.  My Grandma Amelia Sanders Squire was the kindest, most generous and loving woman.  It looks like some of those traits were passed on from her grandfather, Joseph Moroni Sanders.

Joseph Moroni Sanders

25 December 1836

23 December 1916

Written by Margaret Irene Sanders Haslam Hardy (Daughter)

Joseph Moroni Sanders was born the 25th of December 1836 in Far West, Missouri, the son of Moses Martin and Amanda Fawcett Sanders.                                 

 

Moses Martin Sanders

Amanda Fawcett 

Joseph’s parents had joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints soon after it was organized and had joined the Saints in Far West, Missouri. During this period of Church History its members were persecuted wherever they lived, and so the Sanders family stayed only a short time in Missouri. Their next move was to Quincy, Illinois in 1839, but their stay here was short also. They next moved to Nauvoo where the Saints were gathering. While there Joseph was less than eight years old when the Prophet Joseph and his brother, Hyrum, met their tragic death, but he always had a keen remembrance of it. He witnessed the events that took place when Brigham Yong was chosen to lead the Saints. He was greatly impressed with this event and it was always a testimony to him of the truthfulness of the gospel.

Joseph was baptized on his birthday the 25th of December 1844. The Mississippi River was frozen over so that a hole in the ice had to be cut out so he could be baptized. Father learned to be a good speller at eight years of age, but had no other schooling. He thought that he couldn’t read until he became too old to work, then he read extensively the church books, the newspaper, etc. by spelling out the words.

It is believed that the family remained in Nauvoo until they were driven out with the rest of the Saints on the 4th of February, 1846. They were among the first immigrants to leave for the West. (His obituary notice states he crossed the plains in 1850.)

William Fawcett, a brother of Amanda A. Fawcett Sanders, Joseph’s mother was recognized as a leader when the church was moving its way westward. He was chosen and set apart as presiding Elder over the Allred Branch in western Iowa. (It is believed to have been at Council Bluffs, a temporary stopping place for a portion of the driven Saints.) He tarried there under that commission directing and assisting in the great move until 1851 when he came on to Utah. In 1852 he was called to Provo where he soon became Bishop of the 4th Ward. He served from 1854 to 1867, a stalwart in the building up of Utah. He died in Provo in 1896 at the age of 90. It is said he left a name time will not dim.

Joseph, with his parents and brothers and sisters, first came to West Jordan after arriving in Salt Lake Valley in 1860. They were soon called from here to the Fort at High Cottonwood. He helped in the building of Union Fort and lived there during the Walker Indian War. The Sanders family was next called in 1859 to help settle the town of Fairview in Sanpete County where he took an active part in the erection of the Fort there. The exact year they moved to Fairview isn’t known, but it was about 1858/59. 

My father, Joseph M. stood guard against the Indians with Capt. Warren Cox for two years during the Black Hawk War. For two years he resided in Fairview during the Black Hawk War and acted as a mount under Captain Isaiah Cox. Later the Government offered his brother John a pension for the activities he helped in at that time. John’s answer was, “No, the Government doesn’t owe me anything. It has done more for me than I have done for it.” This truly expressed the attitude of the family and the Latter-day Saint people even though they were cast out and cruelly treated at the hands of the government. Some of John’s children reared their children in Fairview as did his sister, Rebecca, who married Henry W. Sanderson. It is said that John built the first adobe house and the first sidewalk in town. The names of Moses Martin and his sons are found on the monument at Fairview erected in honor of its founders.

It was here in Fairview that Joseph M. met and married Hulda Charlotte Zabriskie. They were married the 20th of August 1860. Hulda was born on the 30th of January 1844 at Ambrosia, Lee County, Iowa, the daughter of Lewis Curtis and Mary Higbee Zabriskie.

Hulda Charlotte Zabriskie

Lewis Henry Zabriskie was born September 17, 1817 in Hamilton County, Ohio, the son of Henry and Eleanor Calpin Zabriskie. ON the 13th of April 1839 he married Mary Higbee, who was born on 5 September 1821 in Clermont County, Ohio, daughter of Isaac and Keziah String Higbee. They were the parents of six children. Mary died on the 17th of March 1847 in Iowa. Lewis Curtis then married Sarah Ann Park on July 25, 1847. They came to Utah with the Garden Grove Company in 1851 and settled first in Provo, then in Selin (Pond Toom), then in Fairview, and finally in Spring City, Sanpete County permanently. He was a member of the 31st Quorum of Seventies, (Deseret News, June 27, 1855). On May 7, 1857 he was made one of the seven presidents of the 45th Quorum of Seventies (Church Historical Record). The family was always active in church and civic affairs. Lewis C. Zabriskie died November 17, 1872 in Spring City.

My parents were proud, but happy parents of a daughter, their first child, born September 10, 1860/1 [Mary Amanda]. The next child was a son, Joseph Moroni, born 26 February 1864. Their happiness was soon dimmed for he lived only two days.In 1865 Moses Martin Sanders and family including his married sons and their families were called to the Dixie Cotton Mission in southern Utah. Here again they shared in the trials, hardships and toil that went with the conquering of a new frontier and a new industry. Cotton could be raised here, a thing that was vital to the Saints in Utah. Brigham Young was making the people sufficient and self sustaining. In Washington, Washington County, Utah, they built a factory where they turned out yard goods, some ready made clothing of both cotton and wool, mixed goods, blankets, etc. these in turn were exchanged for other products throughout the state.

The sons, including Joseph M., obtained what is known today as the Washington Fields while their father bought what is known as the Middleton Ranch. He also owned property in St. George.

His sons had a great deal of trouble along with the rest of the people in the area. Their irrigation dams and ditches washed away easily. Their method of irrigation was to flood the land. In order to cover the high places, they waded in barefooted. From doing this, Joseph M. had chills and fever for 18 months and would come home from work dead tired at night. He would drop down inside the door and couldn’t get up, when he had rested, his wife, Hulda, would pull the bedding off the bed onto the floor and roll him onto it.

It was a hard and sad life for them, especially when they lost the next four children that were born to them. However, the Lord had not forgotten them for William M. was born and he came to stay. His sister, Mary, was extremely happy as also were his father and mother. They were soon blessed with more children. John Andrew and soon after him came Richard Franklin. The latter’s stay wasn’t very long; he died just the day before he was three years.


Joseph M. and Hulda had eight children by this time and had lost five of them. The death toll was very high among the young children of these pioneer days. The next born into this family was Sarah Elzirah born 19 September 1875.


A colony of people from the Dixie Cotton Mission was called and went down to the Muddy Valley on the Virgin River. They planted crops and made temporary houses expecting to remain there, but the floods tore out their dams and ditches until they were forced to leave in poverty. They also learned that they were in Nevada where they had to permission to go without first making arrangements. They were recalled and they came back through Washington. It is said that Joseph M. and Hulda fed more teams and people than anyone else in town. Joseph’s neighbors used to say, “I don’t see how you live and feed so many people and teams.” Another man was heard to say, “Brother Sanders, your haystack is like the Widow’s Barrell in the Bible; it never seems to go down considering the amount being used off from it.” This was really true and he felt that the Lord blessed him in return.


The ranch at North Creek, a few miles north of Virgin, was a beautiful place. There they grew fruit, a garden, and feed for livestock which provided a living for their growing family. Their home was a favorite stopping off place for people living around St. George, Washington, Toquerville. Many travelers were welcome at mealtime or a stay overnight on their way to and from various ranches on Kolob Mountain. Man and beast were treated with hospitality. They were fed and given shelter. The Sanders were noted for their hospitality wherever they lived. No one ever loved to feed, shelter and care for the homeless, the stranger or friendless than Mother. I have heard that they were a very good looking and popular couple in Washington, taking part in community fun and entertainment as well as entertaining in their own home.
While living in Washington, Joseph M. had a sun-stroke which may have been caused from the long siege of chills and fever that had sapped his strength. As a result, he had to go to a cooler place to live. He was disabled for over a year and weighed less than 100 pounds which isn’t much for a man over six feet tall.


His father, Moses M. had bought the controlling interest in a ranch and saw mill on North Creek, about 6 miles from Virgin. Lumber had been sawed there in 1862, a boom in Southern Utah at that time. Life was hard here at first with father not able to work; however, in a year’s time he regained considerable strength.

At the ranch there were three houses. One of these was occupied by Morris Wilson, Sr. and his family. One of the features of the ranch was that there were several orchards bearing fruit, mostly apples. Every plot of farming ground had a separate irrigation ditch and this added to the work for the gophers were bad and it was a frequent job to repair the ditches where they had been damaged. Joseph M. when he was able to work spent most of his time tending the farm and orchards. The family first located on the south side of the creek on the place called the Orchard. Later on, when they decided to stay at the ranch, Joseph M. made payments to the other shareholders including his brothers.

Over the course of time the Sanders family increased by one son and five daughters. The children that lived to maturity were ten in number. They all married and reared families in southern Utah. The children that were born at the ranch were Henry Samuel, Julia Minerva, Margaret Irene, Eunice Elisa, Nettie Ann, and Cloie Lovinia.

It was sometime near the year 1882 that Joseph and his brothers received a call to go and help settle Arizona. Father was in no condition for such an undertaking, but his brothers, John, David, and Moses M., Jr. accepted the call. They left southern Utah in the year 1882 taking their families with them and also their mother Amanda. Moses M., Jr., the youngest of the brothers, had a family of four or five children at the time they were called to Arizona. In 1865, when the Sanders family was called to southern Utah he was but 12 years old.

David and Moses M. Jr. settled in Tonto Basin near Tonto Creek, Arizona. Their mother felt that they were too old to move again, but Moses M. Jr. accepted the call and went to Old Mexico sometime in the year 1887. He and his family remained there until they were driven out by the Mexicans.

It became Hulda’s job during Joseph M.’s illness to be the business manager for the family. Having done so well during his illness, he was glad to have her continue with this important work. Money was scarce and people used all sorts of produce in exchange for the things they needed. There was vinegar, peaches and apples preserved in cans and grape juices stored in new pine barrels. This was for both home and market. Hulda made pickles by the barrels which found a ready market any time of year. In latter years the fresh fruit was peddled during the summer.


My sisters and I loved to watch mother as she made different things such as tallow candles, soap, lye water from cotton-wood ashes, butter, cheese, etc. She washed, carded and spun wool into yarn and dyed it. From this she would knit the family socks and stockings. All the clothing the family wore we cut and made from cloth. It wasn’t until the boys were quite grown that a tailor who made suits came to southern Utah. Mother was an expert at fitting clothing and was very often called upon to help others especially at fitting dresser. She was so expert at doing beautiful hand stitching and quilting. She was very fast in her work. Among the many things she did was to boil black walnut hulls, strain off the water and use it to dye a beautiful golden brown. The bedding used consisted mostly of quilts that mother made. Mother taught my sister and me many of the things that she did about home.


Father acquired a ranch by homesteading on Kolob Mountain which is about twenty miles away from North Creek. Mother and part of the family would spend about three months of each summer there. Their work consisted of manufacturing dairy products: butter and cheese. They had a ready market for all the products of all southern Utah. Mother had gourdes each fall for butter packed in new oak keys from the merchants at Silver Reef. They would store and sell it during the winter.


During the year 1879 my parents took into their home G. Campbell. He was then fifteen years of age, motherless and ill. He was nursed back to health after being bedfast for over a year. He remained with the family as one of them until the age of forty-eight. He then married Susie Thompson Knep. His older brother George F. married Sister Mary. His younger brothers, Lewis and Ralph lived with us for eight and four years respectively. Jed, as we called him, proved to be a blessing to our family. He did considerable building at both ranches such as the log houses and fences at Kolob, and the additions to the house, barn, and fences, etc. at the mill ranch. At one time, Mother was ill and not able to sew on the machine so he made her a complete layette with the usual tucks and ruffles of the day.

When Sister Mary, who had married George F. Campbell, died, Mother took her family into her home until they were all married. There were four children ages from eleven to nineteen. Their names were: Joseph Allen, George Fredrick, Jr., Charlotte Ellis, and Mattie Isabell. Their mother died at Hinckley, Millard County, Utah. They moved there a few months previously from Tropic, Garfield County, Utah. A short time before they had left the Mill Ranch to give their children greater opportunities for education, etc. also to find work in George’s trade. He could do most any kind of work which was a characteristic of their family from way back on both Campbell and Brewer sides. He specialized in carpentry, was a good cooper, blacksmith, wheelwright and shoemaker.

Mountain Dell, where five or six families lived, was one and a half miles below the Mill Ranch. Morris Wilson, Sr. moved his family there from the Mill Ranch. The other families at Mountain Dell were the Isoms, the brothers and sisters and their widowed mother. Sarah Isom Wilson, wife of Morris Wilson, Sr. was a member of this Isom family. Sarah Amelia, the oldest daughter of this Wilson family married my brother William. Her sister Alice married George F. Campbell, Jr. His brother Joseph married Lovenia Isom, a cousin to the Wilson girls of Mountain Dell.

The little community was a branch of the Virgin Ward which also included the Mill Ranch. It was here that we attended Sunday School quite regularly except for a few winter months which we spent in Virgin attending school or at times when we were at the Mountain Ranch at Kolob. Our school was cut short especially in the fall.

The fruit ripened late which, of course took several grown-ups and the children to harvest, cut and dry before the final trip to market could be made. From this we obtained our winter clothing and supplies.

It was with regret that we had to say good-bye to such a short term of school. However, we did enjoy Sunday School at Mountain Dell. We usually stayed for afternoon meeting, games, etc. Sometimes the folks at Mountain Dell would come to the Mill Ranch and hold Sacrament services at our home. Occasionally a like service was held by the ranchers at Kolob Ranch.
The neighborly spirit ran high and as Brother Wilson put it, “If I had only one biscuit, Brother Sanders should have half of it.” It was quite true of everyone. Many times we or the people of Mountain Dell would gather up a load of young people and go to Virgin to a dance or some other entertainment, or just go for the ride. The Wilson’s and the Isom’s were good singers. The mountains often times echoed our songs and merriment. Those who lived at Mill Ranch and Mountain Dell always got together for the 4th and 24th of July. Often it would be with an ice-cream party or a campfire supper at some favorite spot. The entire mountain country was a fairyland of beauty, so there were many places we could go for entertainment. Horse riding was a favorite sport which whiled away many happy hours for the youngsters.


My father was a very even tempered, kind and good to everyone. He never had an enemy. In traveling to market and back it seldom cost him cash for lodgings as he had friends in every town glad to return some kindness. One day he approached me with a stern face and a willow switch in his hand. He turned me over his knee and gave me a few straps which hurt only my feelings. I cried because it was the first time he had ever done it. He chuckled and laughed at me asking me whose birthday it was. I was eleven that day.


If Mother ever had occasion to punish any of us children, she sent us after a willow and we certainly never dared talk back to either Mother or Father.


Mother was in poor health in later life. She died June 11, 1908 at Mill Ranch, North Creek, Utah, age sixty-four. She was a wonderful mother and a skillful worker and manager.


After Mother’s death father made his home mostly with his daughter, Eunice, and her good husband William Hardy in La Verkin after having lived a turn or so with each of his children and their families. Most of all he enjoyed several years at St. George doing temple work until all was finished for his known relatives at that time. That had been his goal. He died at La Verkin, Utah, December 23, 1916, at the age of eighty—a wonderful, loving father.

(South Facing)
Hulda C Sanders
Born in Ambrosia, [Lee] County, Iowa
Jan 30, 1844
Died at North Creek, UT
June 11, 1908

Hulda & Joseph's Joint Tombstone 
Located in the Virgin City Cemetery
This side shows the SANDERS name.

(North Facing)
Joseph M Sanders
Born in Clay Co.
Missouri
Dec 25, 1836
Died at Laverkin, UT
Dec 24, 1916

History of Sarah Amelia Wilson Sanders

I unintentionally took a month off from blogging.  After fifteen straight weeks of posting my Grandpa Loren Squire's history I could not decide what to post about next, but I knew it was time to get back at it today.  Here is a brief history of my Great-Grandma Sanders life in her own words.  

HISTORY OF SARAH AMELIA WILSON SANDERS

Born: 25 October 1876 - Millville, Utah

Died: 12 February 1968 - LaVerkin, Utah

NOTE: Grandma’s sentence structure and grammar are retained for authenticity. She was self taught, except for 3 months of night school in someone’s home.~LoRene Squire Turner

On October 25, 1876, at Millville, Utah, a white haired baby came to Morris and Sarah Elizabeth Isom Wilson. There were four families there when I came to this land. Soon after I was born, a boy seven and one-half years old came to see me and said he wanted to see Sadie Labelia and said that was the girl he was going to marry. That was Will Sanders.

When I was three years old, I would take my cup and go down to the corral and ask my dad to give me some milk so it would make my hair black. I would get it right from the cow. My, it was good.

Everything went along just swell until I was five years old and my parents missed me. They looked everywhere for me where you would think a kid would go, then they started to think about the stable. My dad had a wild horse there and was trying to break it to make it work. They went into the stable and the wild horse was eating out of the manger. They looked quite close to the horse's head and there I lay sound asleep in the hay. They were quite relieved I was alright. Dad couldn't get near the horse to put anything on its head. It was that wild.

When I was five or six years old, I loved to be around chickens. I would drive the old setting hen off her eggs and sit on them. One day I went down there and they were hatching. I put the chickens in my pants that buttoned at the knees. Ma asked why I did that and I told her 1 wanted to keep them warm.

I was baptized when I was nine years old, on a Saturday, by John Isom in the Virgin River. On Sunday, Brother William Haslem blessed me in Virgin meeting house.

I just loved horses, and all other animals. I had a very flowery life. I would drive the cows on a high mountain that was by our place in the morning and go get them at night. I was nine or ten years old at the time. Lots of times a coyote would run across my trail, but I wasn't scared.

I was about twelve years old when I saw a bull fight, I had climbed a high mountain where I had lived at Mountain Dell and when I heard the bulls talking, I decided to climb a tree. They fought right under the tree. It was a wicked fight; one broke his horn. They stopped fighting, and I got down and thanked my Father in Heaven for saving me.

One day mother and us kids cut and put out two or three scaffolds of peaches to dry. A flood came down the creek and washed them all away. It also washed our wagon down the creek. There was two hard days of work gone and nothing to show for it. We found the wagon and a few boards.

Another time I went to Kolob to work for Wrights. They went to Kolob to make cheese and butter. I milked thirteen cows morning and night for four months. It rained most of the time, and we walked in mud up to our knees.

When I was thirteen, I went to my first dance. I was almost as big then as I am now. I was full grown. After that I always had a boy take me places. Mode Gibson took me on my first date to Virgin, I rode behind him on horseback. We went to a dance.

After that Joe Ott took me. I went with him until he went on a mission. Then I got started with John Reeve. They lived at Duncan's Flat which was a town then of about 12 families. He'd ride a horse over to see me. The horse's name was Shotgun. The people of Duncan's Flat moved to Hinckley.

We didn't have books to read except the bible. I longed for boys and girls to play with. When we moved to Mountain Dell I had two girls to play with, they were my cousins. Their names were Em and Maggie Isom. Emma was my age, we had great times together. We taught each other how to dance. We would throw Grandma Isom's out-house door down and dance on it. All three of us could play the harmonica.

When I was fourteen or fifteen, I went to night school one winter and Uncle Sam Isom taught us reading, writing, and arithmetic. It was held at Aunt Kate Isom's house.

After that, I got a place to board in Virgin. Mrs. Wright didn't want me to come home with any boys so I quit school. I was there only three months. I thought if she didn't let the boys bring me home from Mutual I would quit. That was all the schooling I had. I had to learn the hard way and have a strong testimony of the gospel which has helped me over the rough spots.

When I was sixteen years old I went with Lizzy Humphries to Beaver to work. We worked for $2 .50 a week. I worked with a family that was called Smiths, their kids were going to summer school at the Old Post just outside of Beaver (army post turned into school). One day I was doing their house work and was all done at the time Mr. Smith came in the house. He was half drunk. He showed me a five dollar gold piece and said if I would go down to his other home he would give it to me. I said no, I wouldn't go, so he started after me. I ran around the table a few times and then I ran through the door to Tanner's place where I was boarding. Chep Tanner was a widower and he took me places. We started going together and I quit work. He wanted to show Mr. Smith up, but I told him no because I didn't want to get my name in the papers. Mr. Smith was quite a rich man. He had lots of cattle. When John Sanders was up there peddling fruit, Lizzy and I asked to come home with him. I had $8.00 and brought it home. That was when Morris was going on his mission, and I gave him $4.00. This was the year 1882. When Morris was going to see his girl, I broke down and bawled because he was going away. When he wanted his horse to go see his girl in Virgin, I had to catch it because he got mad too easy and beat it. I was what you might call his angel. Chep kept writing to me and my mother put a stop to it because he was too old for me.

John Reeve found him a school teacher and wrote and told me he was going to get married. He told me to go with Will Sanders because we were both good. This made me mad. John was my first love. I then started going with William Sanders. Some of the time I would go see him when he didn't have a horse to come and see me. I would hike up to see him on Sunday and that was my afternoon pleasure. Then Will would bring me home. I never went with any other boys after that, only Will.

Will peddled in the summer and worked on the Hurricane ditch in the winter. He courted me while he worked there. I would take Dad's team and bring the boys home Saturday night and back to work Monday morning early so they would get a day's work in. It went that way two winters.

I was married April 14, 1897, to William Sanders. I was married by Bishop LeRoy Beeby at Aunt Alice Isom's home in Virgin City, Utah. We had a party the next day after we were married and had a nice time. We moved to Millville (the same house I was born in). We were married in the St. George temple, April 27, 1897, by George Q. Cannon.

I bottled peaches in the summer. I had to carry all the water I used the length of a block and throw sand and wash on the board by hand.

That summer we had a horse with a colt. I was left home to tend it while Will went peddling. While he was gone Aunt Eunice Sanders stayed with me. One night we heard a noise down at the barn. We went down to the stable and the colt was sick. I felt so bad for it and we were out of a team so I knelt down and prayed for it and the Lord to help us. When I got through praying, I got up and the colt got up with me and went over to the manger and started eating. It was all right after that and I thanked the Heavenly Father for saving its life for I thought it was almost dead. They said it had a belly ache. I dried fruit that summer and worked all summer.

During the winter we didn't have any shingles on the roof of the house so we put a wagon cover on top because we were expecting a baby. The night Clarence was born two or three feet of snow fell. Grandma Isom was with me. He was born the 17th of January, 1898. They put shingles on the roof the next day while I lay in bed.

Almost every summer after that I dried fruit and worked at everything we could to make a living. We lived in Millville five or six years. We had a dog and sent it up the creek to get the cattle. Then Will would open the gate and let them in. The dog always just brought our cattle and then it would take them back to the pasture the next day.

October 3, 1899, Amelia was born. Aunt Alice Isom and Grandma Elizabeth Isom and Will's sister Julia were with me.

Mary Campbell (Will's sister) lived in Hinckley and had broken her leg. Blood poison set in and she died. We were going to Hinckley to take her place to help take care of her family. So we loaded up and got to Ma's place and Will took awfully sick. He had quinsy (bad sore throat). He was sick for a week, and we made up our minds we wouldn't move and went back home. That pleased them all for us not to go.

We lived up at the old ranch for about two years. We were very happy. We had got so we could live without money. We stayed home and dried fruit and raised cane and cotton for our living. I got two pair of blankets from the cotton. They were made at the Washington Cotton Factory.

Maggie was born on November 22, 1901.

Clarence, Amelia, and I went out to feed out eight hens and one rooster one day, and while we were feeding them a wildcat jumped right in the middle of them and grabbed a chicken. I let out a yell and made for the wild cat. We ran down the hill to the mill raise, the cat jumped the ditch with the chicken and me right after it. When he jumped he dropped the chicken. I ran for the chicken and he ran for it, but I beat him to it. I picked the chicken up and swung it over my head to frighten it away because he was there just a snapping. Pretty soon he decided to leave me and went across the creek and up on a little ledge and set there growling at me. I took the chicken and went back up to the house. Jet Campbell had a shed between their house and mine and he had a gun there. I stepped in and got this gun. I said, "Oh, I wish I could shoot it," and my sister-in-law, Eunice, was there. She said, "Don't shoot that, don't shoot that or I'll shit!" We took the chicken and chopped its head off and had it for dinner.

Lots of times I would go down where the chickens were and there see a coyote inching off with a chicken, but I couldn't get the chicken or coyote. One time something was taking our chickens and I couldn't find out what it was so I set a trap and I caught a skunk. I was curious where its little pack of stink was so I wanted to find out. I got a big long stick and decided I'd find out for myself where it came from. I reached over and thought I would touch the skunk. Its tail came up and a little green liquid spurted towards me. I got away as soon as I could. It didn't touch me but the smell did. I found out where the stink came from anyway.

On another occasion, I was setting under a cottonwood tree. It had some big yellow bugs on it. They wanted to get from one limb to another so they formed a chain and went from one limb to another. They made it. You get quite a kick out of watching dumb animals for they are very smart.

There was one time we were very bad off, we had wheat in the wagon and it had rained for several days and we were out of flour. Ash Creek had a big flood in it and also the Virgin River. We had to eat shorts bread (flour and bran together). We had a big family but our boys and girls were very good to help. They knew how to work and we had the old way, no electric stoves and fridges. We had a cupboard with gunny sacks all around it and water in the top that leaked down the sides to make it cool. I kept butter cool that way. We had a lovely garden most of the time.

Another time we were just starting to set down for dinner and the house started to shake. We ran outside and the rocks were coming down both sides of the mountain. Someone said it was an earthquake. It was the same time the awful earthquake hit Chicago.

One evening we just sat down for supper and we heard some awful yelling and hollering down the canyon. We stepped outside for we could hear Indians coming and we knew they were drunk. It wasn't long until an Indian showed his face at the window. He came to the door and said, "Me want hay for my horse." Will said, "I haven't got no hay." The Indian said, "You have." And Will said, "Just a little bit for my horse." The Indian walked away growling.

That night when we were in bed, I told Will someone was in the house. We had the three children sleeping on the floor. I said there was someone on the children's bed and Will picked up his shoe and said, "If you don't get out of here you son-of-a-gun, I'll kill you!" Come to find out it was an Indian. He rolled out onto the porch drunk.

One time I was cleaning the children up for a Thanksgiving party, the clothes were hung in a cupboard-like closet with a curtain in front of them. I held the curtain back and reached in, and in doing it, I held the candle too close and the curtain caught on fire. Maggie got the milk strainer and ran to the tap and brought it back, but it was empty. I saw the chamber by the bed. The fire was going right on, so I picked the chamber up and threw its contents over the ceiling. It put out the fire and saved our home. (A chamber is a pot with a lip around the top that was used as a toilet).

On April 2, 1903, we moved to LaVerkin. We had a one room house on our lot, which was not broken. One wagon brought all the furniture we had to use. We had just been there a few days when we were out to the lot, which was covered with sagebrush, and Clarence thought he'd start grubbing the brush up so we could have a garden. He was six years old. He brought the grubbing hoe down on Amelia's head and cut quite a gash in the top of her head. It frightened us pretty bad, for it was quite deep. We cut the hair away and put turpentine on it. It got better without any ill effects. The closest doctor was in St.George, so we couldn't get one. The scar is still on her head.

The first two or three years we used to pick pomegranates and glean Thomas Judd's almonds. That's the way we got some.

Moroni was born October 18, 1903. Mrs. Bringhurst from Toquerville was with me. He was the first boy born in LaVerkin. We were making molasses at the time our boy was born. We were in one room and no screens and warm weather and we had four children so you can see how crowded we were. But worse luck, there were lots of flies. We would blow the light out and it would sound like a beehive. There were no trees at that time. We lived through it and were glad to have a cottonwood shed and that made it better. We took molasses to market to get our flour and what we lived on. We lived in one end of town seventeen years and moved to the other end of town called Judd Town.

In the year 1903, I was getting my baby to sleep when a knock came at the door. A lid of a shoe box was thrown in the room and on it read, "Come outside naked and face the north or I will kill you!” I ran out­side and called Uncle George and while he was coming I ran around the house. We didn't find him, and I never found out who it was. I sure was scared, the night was very dark.

Ervil was born January 7, 1906. When he was quite a small kid Will's mother took awful sick with sugar diabetes. Will had to be with her quite a bit and she died while Ervil was quite small.

When Ervil was two years old, he had a very bad sick spell. It was called indigestion and bronchitis. While he had this we had to call the doctor over the phone and doctored him this way. One day we went to the phone five times. Doctor Clarence Woodbury was the doctor. One day he got real bad and the doctor told us to give him sweet milk and molasses as an injection as a last resort to get his bowls to move. He told us to come and tell him if the moved or didn't so he could tell us what next to do. Whenever he got worse, we had the priesthood administer to him several times. When we told the doctor Ervil had a movement, he said, "Thank God, your boy will be all right." When we started to feed him he got over his craving. He'd cry from one feeding of milk toast to the next until we'd give him two tablespoons every two hours. He pulled out of it just fine.

Cecil William (Bill) was born November 3, 1907. Let Wilkie waited on me. She was the one that suggested naming him Cecil and I put the William to it. Bill had a bad sick spell when he was four years old — typhoid fever. We had to wash our hands after touching him and bury everything that came from him because it was catching. It was through the power of the priesthood that he was saved. Another time, Bill came off Kolob and his appendix had broken. We found that out when we got to the St. George Hospital. He just about lost his life, but the hand of the priesthood and good doctors saved him.Owen was born July 16, 1909. I was awful sick after he was born with a heart spell. It was three months before I could do very much. We had Lola Lee come and work for us a week or two.

Lucelle was born December 17, 1912. Sister Darty waited on me (Brother Joe Haslem's Father's sister.)

Delma was born May 15, 1917. Delma had pneumonia three times when she was a small kid. We were starting up to Davis County to see Amelia and Loren with a load of molasses and she took sick when we got to Cedar. We stayed with Maggie Haslem for a week. When she got well enough we went on up to Bountiful, Davis County. It rained and snowed most of the time. When we were going through Salt Lake, it was snowing like all get out and our car had a big chunk out of the hind wheel. On the hard road it went clunkity-clunk. It sure made a noise. We went over to Davis County and a good friend of Loren's took us up in his buggy (Brother Davis).

Loren and Amelia decided to come back with us. We had deep snow all the way. DeLance was a baby then, only five weeks old, and the snow was on the ground. When we crossed the U. B. Dam we had to back the car and drive it in the snow and then we would mash it down. We didn't make much head­way and when we got to the other side of Kanara, there was a block of snow and we had to be pulled through it. We were two days coming home in the car it was so bad. We could have made it in one if it hadn't been so bad. We got home in November. We were gone about two weeks. Clarence and Hazel were tending the kids. They sure were glad to see us. DeLance had whooping cough and for a long time we thought we would loose him, but he finally got all right. Delma, who was still a baby, took whooping cough and had pneumonia at the same time. We just about lost her, but she finally got all right. I can say the Lord was very good to Will and me, but I always put my trust in him, and he never failed me.

Amelia and Loren bought a place and started to keep house. They lived kinda slim, and they thought it wasn't all sunshine but they were patient, so now they have things more handy.

Clarence was married to Hazel DeMille on September 3, 1918. Amelia was married to Loren Squire, October 22, 1918. Maggie married Orson H. Barnhurst on May 5, 1921. Moroni was married to Mildred Zabriskle on April 15, 1924. Ervil was married to Belva Bringhurst on May 10, 1932. Cecil was married to Norma Stout on June 14, 1930. Owen was married to Thora Ballard, September 12, 1930. Lucelle married Alien Humphries June 25, 1930. Delma married Cecil Dutton June 10, 1938. All of them married in the Temple.

Our ward was organized September 4, 1904. I was chosen as President of the Primary on September 4, 1904 and held that office for thirteen years. Three years in that thirteen I had a perfect record. I raised nine children while I held that office. I resigned from being president and was put in teacher after two or three years, I was put back as first counselor to Sister Lyda Elder and held that position for two or three years , then put in as teacher again (forty-five years).

I held the office of teacher in Primary every year but two since the ward was organized. In the meantime I was second counselor to Minnie Wilson in the Relief Society in the year 1919 and held that office till the year 1925. I have been a Relief Society teacher since 1904. I was put in as President of the Relief Society in 1930 and was released in August 1938 on account of poor health. I was Relief Society magazine agent for Seven and one-half years.

My brother was bishop for twenty-three years (Morris Wilson).

All my life I have tried to help in every way I can. I have taught in Sunday School over sixty years, and I have given over 100 books for perfect records.

In 1923, I used to wash and lay out the dead. I used to help Sister Hattie Woodbury cover coffins for the dead. In 1930, or around that date, I was set apart to wash and lay out the dead.

When I was a girl, I head Sister Jepson speak in tongues.

I saw our prayers answered in behalf of the blind seeing. Hilda Sanders was blind and we fasted and prayed for her and the same day she could see.

We had Aunt Alice's goods to sell, and had the first store in town. We sold all kinds of merchandise for several years.

I was Captain of the Crystal Cave of D U P eight years. I was captain in 1942. This helped them with the book called Under the Dixie Sun.

On January 23, 1940, Will fell with a partial stroke and we found out his kidneys were bad. He couldn't walk for some time. Then he got so he could walk with a crutch, but he fell and broke his rib and got so bad the eight children sent us out to Kanab where we were in the hospital for a week. Will got a little better, but couldn't walk. I wasn't well so we had to have a hired girl. So we had Stella Lee for two months. Then we got Vilate Hardy to come and help us. We sold five acres of land so we could take care of Will and me. I got better and our grandkids came and stayed every night until Will died January 1, 1941. He died of sugar diabetes. When Will died I wasn’t very well and still got worse and when I was sixty-nine years old I was operated on for gall bladder trouble. After that I have been fine most of the time and still have done my share of the work in the ward. My class and I have gathered nuts on the church trees. The money we got went for chairs for the church and a sacrament set for the bread and water.

When Wayne Wilson went in as Bishop he told me to see that flowers were there every Sunday. I only missed three Sundays in six years, and I feel quite proud of it. All fifty some odd years I have tried to have flowers on the stand (in the summer months). I love flowers and I would take them to the sick. I have always had nice flowers until 1956 when it was so dry and hot.

There are a few things Will did in his life time. He went to Salt Lake three times with a team and took dried peaches. That was when he was twelve years old. He was always a good boy to his parents. Will had a very hard way to make a living. He peddled after he married me and he was away a lot. In all his dealings he always played fair.

He was counselor to Brother R. P. Woodbury in the Mutual and when Brother Woodbury moved over to Hurricane he was released. He was on the board and tried in every way to help out. He paid his share in the playground and paid over a $1,000 on our new meeting house, or had the boys do it. He never refused a donation or anything. Lots of times we paid the last dime we had, but it would be for a good cause and we knew we would get some more.

When they got to shearing sheep out at Goulds Wash, Will hauled wool to Lund with four horses and two wagons and sometimes he hauled with one team. He always had good horses and he always kept his things in good shape. Once when he had two loads of wool all ready to take to Lund, Will Brooksby was with him, and Will took a catch in his back. He had Clarence take the two wagons and handle the four horses and go to Lund. Will Brooksby said he would take care of him and he did fine, but oh, the worry.

Another time Will had taken a contract to haul wood for a bunch of convicts. They were working on the road and were camped over at Hurricane. Will got his back knocked out again and we had a very wild horse in the team, but Clarence took the team and we got Will Stout to go and help him haul. Will had his own team, it was storming but they had to go as that bunch of men had to have wood. It was real muddy, but they made it. Clarence worked hard and he sure did fine and saved the day.

Those were a few of the hard jobs we had, but the Lord did bless us even if we had to work hard. That winter was a cold stormy one!

My father lived with his Grandma & Grandpa Sanders to help them in their poor health.  He lived with them from about the age of 6 to 13.  The picture below shows the relationship my dad had with his Grandpa Sanders.  Grandpa Sanders was a hard and gruff man, but dad said that Grandma Sanders made up for it with all of her love and kindness.

William & Sarah Sanders with DuWayne Squire

                                                                     

Loren DeLance Squire Family History Chapter 15

Loren D and Amelia Sanders Squire: 1964 at Sandra's Reception

This is the final chapter of my Grandpa Squire's History. I have enjoyed getting to know my Grandpa better. I am so glad that he took the time to record special events in his life. My special memories of my Grandpa include the following: the wooden blocks that he made that I used to build and play dominoes, his gravely voice and sweet smile, his rough whiskers, his flannel shirts. Grandpa died the night before my second son, Derek, was born. He died on the 24th of July in 1991. I will always cherish the positive sweet memories of being with him and grandma in their loving LaVerkin home. Thank you Grandpa for leaving us with words of wisdom that you gathered and lived by throughout your life.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN MY PHILOSIPHY OF LIFE

I will use in this chapter the following definition of Philosophy: "a system for guiding life."

From the time I was a boy of twelve years of age I have been collecting proverbs, sayings, and quotations that have appealed to me, and which have been a guide in my way of life. I do not intend to make this lengthy; but will try and follow this proverb, "Words are like sunbeams, the more they are condensed the deeper they burn." This is one proverb I have always attempted to use in preparation of talks etc. I am a firm believer in this statement: anyone who thinks by the inch and talks by the yard should be removed by the foot.

One of the first on my collections was a proverb carved on trees and board fences by my older brother and read: "Do not be a problem, be an example." Most all proverbs and etc. are self-explanatory so will not attempt to add to the wisdom of the wise of the past.
Benjamin Franklin said, "If you would have many friends, praise men and flatter women." One defines flattery as soft soap and soft soap is ninety percent lye. However I don't ever remember of meeting one man or boy who did not have at least one good trait that he could be praised for. Pick that good trait and praise him for it and you will not be false in your praise. And again I don't ever remember of meeting a girl or woman without there was something lovely, good, or nice about her that she could be complimented on without it being false flattery. For instance, I heard a very beautiful young lady sing a solo, her ability to sing was far from soothing to the nerves, yet she flushed with pleasure when I told her she was a beautiful singer...again, another young lady who was sadly lacking beauty in her features, yet had a very lovely voice was very thrilled, after hearing her sing, to have me tell her she sings beautifully. Occasionally I find the combination and can say, "You are a beautiful singer and you do sing beautifully." 

I do not know of anything you can do in life that will pay better dividends than a word of praise to anyone for a job well done. However, give this word of praise to them while they are alive and can hear you say it, don't wait until they are dead and say it at the Funeral. In fact, these few lines are some of my choice ones: 

DON'T WAIT When I quit this mortal shore, 
And mosey around this earth no more, 
Don't weep, don't sigh, don't grieve, don't sob, 

I may have a better job. 
Don't go and buy a large bouquet, 

For which you'll find it hard to pay. 
Don't hang around me, looking blue; 

I may be better off than you. 

Don't tell folks that I was a saint, Or any old thing that I ain't. 
If you have dope like that to spread, 

Please hand it out before I'm dead. 
If you have roses, bless your soul, 

Just pin one in my button hole 
Today while I'm alive and well, 
Don't wait until I'm dead and gone to !


Here are a few of my favorite ones of Benjamin Franklin's:Fish and visitors stink in three days... 
Keep your eyes wide open before marriage, half closed after
Glass, china, and reputation are easily cracked and never well- mended 
search others for their virtues, thyself for thy vices
Beware of little expenses, a small leak will sink a great ship
The end of passion is the beginning of repentance 
The doors of wisdom are never shut. 
Here are three that I remember Uncle Axel Tullgren quoting: 
Work for a reputation and it will work for you.
Credit is one of the best things you can have; but one of the poorest things you can use. 
When a neighbor remarked one day that I was a very lucky man to have seven sons to take care of me in my later years, he said, "Well I've never seen a kitten bring a mouse to an old cat yet." 
Here are others: 
Following the line of least resistance is apt to make men as well as rivers crooked.Sow a thought; reap an action
For you girls, peaches that everybody handles, nobody wants to buy.
With some people you spend an evening, with others you invest it.
Happiness is like jam, you can't spread even a little without getting some on yourself.
Social tact is making your company feel at home even though you wish they were.
Worry is interest paid on trouble before it falls due.
Of all the things you wear, your expression is the most important 
Flirtation is paying attention without intention.
A contract is an agreement which creates an obligation.
Unlike horses, the wildest girls are the easiest to pet
If you want your wife to be an angel, don't treat her like the devil.
Santa Claus is the only man who pays any attention to silk stockings when there is nothing in them.
Watch your temper, the emptier the pot, the quicker it boils.
A soft answer turneth away wrath, but grievous words stir up anger (proverbs 15: 1) .
Mud slung is ground lost .
So much down usually means so much to keep up.

If you see good in most people, most people will see good in you.

Vacant lots like vacant minds often become the dumping grounds of rubbish.

It has never been so dark and cloudy, that the sun did not shine again. 

When you pray, Lord, I will keep on rowing, you steer the boat.

Work is the yeast that raises the dough. 
A shady business never results in a sunny life.

A lady is a woman who makes it easy for a man to be a gentleman.

Criticism is one of the few things people would rather give than receive.

The best way to break a bad habit is to drop it.

As we live this life, we all leave footprints in the sands of time, whether you leave the imprint of a great soul, or just that of a heel, it's up to you. 

Visiting the Old Manti Home

Nov. 1988: L to R. DuWayne & LoRene Turner, Scott, Jerald, DeLance, Don, Phil, Sandra Howard, Adrien; Front Loren D. and Amelia S. Squire

Loren DeLance Squire Family History Chapter 14

As my grandfather is coming to the close of his written history he shares a brief review of his short-lived call to military service, work and church service.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN EVENTS IN OUR LIVES

I hope sometime to write a history of events in the lives of my family. However, at this time I will just briefly give a few dates and things of interest ...

First, our Military Life:

I and my new bride had just been settled in our home in Bountiful when I got my call for induction into the army of the U.S. to report at the state Capitol in Salt Lake on November 11, 1918. When I got to Bountiful to catch a car into Salt Lake, the bells were ringing, and horns blowing. I stepped into the phone office where the operator was pushing and pulling cords and shouting, "Peace is Declared!" I got a line to the ranch and told Amelia the good news and then went on into Salt Lake and found the city had gone wild. Everything that could make a noise was in use. Cars and trucks filled with people had the streets jammed to a snail's pace. I had difficulty crossing the street, but finally made my way to the Capitol where I was told to go back home and if they wanted me they would send me another call. I finally got a car back to Bountiful with the good news. That was the last I heard of my induction.

DeLance and Phil had joined the National Guard in St. George while going to college there. DeLance resigned to go on his mission. Phil was inducted with the guard into Federal service March 3, 1941 at the age of 18 and spent four years and seven months in World War Two, most of it in Europe. He was honorably discharged in Port Devon. Massachusetts. October 7, 1945 as a Staff Sergeant. He joined the guard again in St. George on March 25. 1947 and was again inducted into Federal service on August 19, 1950 and was sent to Korea where he was during the Korean War, getting his honorable discharge, May 26, 1952 as a First Lieutenant. 

DeLance, after his mission, was inducted October 30, 1943 and assigned to the Army Air Corp. He spent most of his time in Texas and Nebraska. He was alerted to leave for overseas several times, packed and ready only to have his orders canceled at the last minute. He worked in an office most of the time and received his honorable discharge March 11, 1946 as a Sgt. Major or chief clerk of a Squadron.

Don was inducted April 3. 1943 and spent most of his time at the battle fronts of the Pacific. He received his honorable discharge May 18, 1945 at Bushnell Hospital.

DuWayne was inducted with Phil with the St. George guard on Aug. 19, 1950 and sent to the Korean War where he spent most of his time on the front lines. He received his honorable discharge, Dec. 19, 1951 and arrived home Christmas Eve as a Staff Sergeant.
Jerald was inducted shortly after his return from his mission in 1951 and spent most of his time in Camp Cook, California. He had a lot of trouble with his back and spent much of his time in the Hospital. In June of 1952 he received his honorable discharge and returned home. 
Adrien was inducted into the service in 1952 and sent to the army of occupation in Germany where he spent about eighteen months and then returned home after an honorable discharge, as a Cpl. in Aug. 1954. 


Scott was the only son who failed to pass the induction health examination. Because of his hay fever and asthma he was rejected. 

The following marriages have taken place in the family: Phil to Ruth Hafen of St. George on March 23, 1943 in St. George Temple. Don to Dixie DeMill of LaVerkin on November 14, 1953 in St. George Temple. DuWayne to Helen Gubler of LaVerkin on December 10, 1947 in St. George Temple. Jerald to Lorna Hinton of LaVerkin on June 27, 1952 in St. George Temple. Adrien to Louise Wilcox of Virgin on January 31, 1953 in St. George Temple. LoRene to James E. Turner of Washington on October 15, 1960 in St. George Temple. The story of their families must be in another history.
Our activity in the Church: Amelia was put in first counselor in the Y.W.M.I.A. May 30, 1920 and released a year later. From January 18, 1925 as counselor in the Primary for four or so years. Spent some time as a counselor in the Relief Society and several years as its secretary. At the present time is a secretary in the Y.W.M.I.A.
My own church activity started October 30, 1921 at the age of twenty-three when I was sustained as second counselor to Morris Wilson in the LaVerkin Ward Bishopric. Released March 1, 1928 and put in the same day as first counselor to Bishop Ovando Gubler and released Oct. 25, 1931. Put in Ward Clerk Jan. 16, 1927, and released Sept. 10, 1933. Put in as second counselor to Zion Park Stake Sunday School March 31, 1940 and released on Sept. 1, 1940 due to being absent on the Highway Patrol. Was superintendent of LaVerkin Ward Sunday School from March 31, 1940 to Sept. 1, 1940. Was sustained as Bishop of LaVerkin ward on November 22, 1942 and released Dec. 30, 1945 at the suggestion of the officers of the patrol. Sustained as a High Councilman of Zion Park Stake, Jan. 6, 1946 and released November 4, 1956.
Civic Activities: I was elected Justice of the Peace in November 1922 for four years and again in 1926 and 1930. Elected as a member of the LaVerkin Town Board in 1931 and spent several years on the board and as the Town Clerk. Elected director of the LaVerkin Bench Canal Company in 1932 and have served as President, Vice-President or board member most of the time up until 1951 when I was elected Secretary and treasurer, an office I still hold.
For a number of years I had an urge to enter politics with the hope of representing Washington County in the state Legislature. With that in mind on July 8, 1958 after three days over twenty-five years of service I retired from the Utah Highway patrol and filed for the State Legislature the next day. I ran against Wesly Nelson, the County Chairman of the Democratic party in the primary run off and won with a vote of 858 to 425. Now I had to campaign for the general election which was held on November 4, 1958. With Lee Esplin on the opposite ticket I was elected by a vote of 2361 to 1250.

My experience in the legislature of l959 was very much enjoyed. The speaker of the house named me, "The Will Rogers of the House."
Once again this fall of 1960 is a political election year and again I filed for the office of representative from Washington County. With Wallace Iverson of Washington on the other party, I was most happy to again have the people give me a wonderful vote of confidence with 2804 to 1311 for my opponent. I am looking forward to another interesting session in 1961.