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(I (Michael Laub) typed the below from a photocopy of the original, which was typed from my Grandmother. I did it pretty fast, and know there are lots of spelling mistakes... )
My Parents were Mormon pioneers, my father, James Peter Anderson, was born 28th of August 1862, Ephraim, Sandpete County Utah, was the son of Neil's Anderson, who came from Lond Sweden, and his mother Ingaborg Paulsen who came from Dyver Norway for the Gospel. My mother's father was Peter Thomander, son of one of Sweden’s Great Theology professors, John Henric Thomander who was head of the theological department at Lund University when the first Mormon Missionaries went to Sweden. Peter Thomander met Ingaborg Pearson, his wife to be, on the ship which brought them to America, where they were to join the Saints in Ephraim, Sanpete County, Utah. Shortly after arriving, they were called to go to Circle Valley to help build up that area. And that is where my mother, Martha Caroline Thomander was born 12th of June 1866.
Because of the Indian troubles the Saint of Circle Valley, Piute County were recalled to Ephraim and it was there eight of the 10 children of my parents were born:
· 14th of April 1887, James IRA.
· 1st of November 1888, James (still born);
· 9th of February 1890. Lucretia;
· 8th of July 1892, Drusilla Naomi;
· 13th of September 1894, Ada Beulah,
· 2nd of September 1896, Hugh Preston,
· 2nd of May 1899 Onedia May
· 26 Nov 1902, Luella Theora;
My family moved to spring to Spring Glen in 1904. Spring Glen is a small picturesque town situated on the bench land east of the Rail Road and Highway that connect Helper and Price, in Carbon County Utah. It was given its name because of the lovely green and inviting appearance in the spring of the year. To this community my parents made their way a few months before my birth 21 July 1905. I was given the name of Alta Lealette, the second name being that of my oldest sister’s music teacher. I was never called Alta or Lealette by my family, but called Lea or Leah, have been known as Alta on most of my Church records. I was named or Christened by Thomas Rhodes, presiding Elder of the Spring Glen Branch of the Latter-day Saints Church, when I was 12 days old 3 August 1905.
One more daughter blessed the family 17 May 1909. Zoy was born at Lake View, Utah Col, giving my parents seven daughters and three sons. The following two years, until I was five years old we lived in Lake View where I was the first enrolled in Sunday School. I remember my teacher and a few of the experiences I had there. I remember well a blue and white sweater suit of which I was very fond. I remember pushing a doll buggy in a train with a rabbit in it, perhaps when we were coming to Lake View from Spring Glen. Then there was the bee sting which left a mark on my upper right arm, and the fun we had on the canal boat with my sister Onedia.
In 1909 or 10 we moved to Richfield Pevier, Utah where I first attended school in 1911-12, my teacher, Miss Clay Allred, tried to help me like school but I never did care too much for it. There usually comes a time though, when one wishes he had more education, so it my adult life I wish for more.
My family gave up farming after one year and moved to Ogden, Weber Co. where my father worked as a car inspector on the Railroad for many years. We lived for a few months on Wall Ave. and 24rth St. there I attended the Pingree School. In the summer of 1913 we moved to Park Ave. as it was first called, later being known as Childs Ave. Here we lived for several years, attending the 3rd Ward of the North Weber Stake. Though our house at 1873 Childs Ave was not much and the neighborhood less, it became a place of fond memories to me, for so many things happened there. “It takes a heep O’ living to make a house a home”. Parties, births, Missions, marriages, work; happy and sad experiences were a few of them. He hadn’t lived there long until I was baptized 9 Aug 1913, that was an event I shall always remember. I was dressed all in white even to my hair ribbons. Haskell Shurtliff baptized me in the Ogden River, his daughter Thelma, my girl friend was baptized the same day.
During this time I was attending the Grant School which was on Grant Ave. between 22 and 23 streets, one of my teachers was Miss Johnston. Several tragic events took place between my 7th and 9th birthdays. I saw a small girl run over by an automobile, the only car to pass the school that day, and I’ll never forget the burning to death of Mrs. Hendershotm whom we had nicknamed “Red Wrapper” because of her red ragged house coats, it was one of these which caught fire as she was singeing the feathers off a chicken over a bon fire in her back yard, we saw her run aflame down Park Ave. everything but her shoes being burned off. She lived 12 hours. Then I am sure we can be grateful one time that mother had one of her headaches and forbid us to go swimming in the river with my friend Luella Robberts and her cousins, for the boy of 9 years ran into a deep hole, and not being able to swim wend down 2 times. Luella Roberts went in after him but lost her water wings which were made of corks, and they both were struggling in the water. Mother had consented after much begging on our part to let us watch, so our calling for help brought men who pulled Luella to safety but the boy died and had to be dragged from the water by the firemen. Onedia nearly drowned in a different part of the same river, it took several persons to get her out, she suffered shock but fortunately no other injuries.
We had great times playing in the groves across the river, I will never forget how we decorated our doll buggies, carts and bikes with night lilies which grew in profusion along the banks of the river and how we paraded up and down the streets, dressed up in our older sister’s clothing. We often slept in the back yard out under the stars, for our upstairs bed room could get terribly hot. We had slumber parties too.
When I was 13 years of age in 1918, I had typhoid fever and was in bed seven weeks, during which time U.S. President Woodrow Wilson came thru Ogden, I felt very sorry I didn't get to see him. Just prior to that time, my brother Hugh came home from his mission and was married to Grace Pearson, so there were parties and dinners given in their honor, and thru it all I was sick. They moved to California, so I didn't have a brother long, Ira had married when I was 10.
We walked ten blocks to Junior High School, (Central) on Adams Ave. and 25th Street. I finally graduated from the 8th grade and will never forget how I felt marching down Adams Ave in gun drill (for we had been having that training because of World War I) in my white graduation dress, and everyone else was in Middy blouse and skirt; It left a bad impression on me for such an event as that should have been. My friends at that time were THema Shurliff, Cherryl Hick and three fellows we chummed around with, Grand and Roy Lofgree and Ray Gelta. We had many enjoyable parties and fun riding on their bicycle after graduating from Jr. High School I attended Ogden High for one year and Weber High for two years.
In the summer of 1922 Luella and I went on a trip through Idaho, were we visited Dru in Jerome for a few days then went on through Oregon. Onedia was on her Mission at Spokane at that time we did not stop to see her, but went on to Oakland where we stayed six weeks with Hugh and Grace.
I went to Weber another year and the following summer Mama, Zoy and I went to Oregon to see Onedia, it was my first experience in a Mission field and the first time I had attended a Street meeting, and I helped them sing. We went on to Oakland and then to Los Angeles where Ira lived. We were gone all summer. Luella left for her mission the next April in 1924. That fall I went to work at Scowcroft’s.
As long as Luella was on her mission I was never without money, and it seemed I managed very well. When she has been gone two years my father became very ill with rheumatism and was bed fast for several weeks, he was never well after that. During this time my best beau was getting ready to go on a mission to Hawaii. Vasco left one month before Luella came home in the spring of 1926.
The following fall in 1926, I had my tonsils out. At Conference I met President S. O. Bennion of the Central States Mission who asked me why I was not on a Mission. Bishop Richardson of the Ogden 3rd Ward had said I would be the next to go, but we had moved to the 9th Ward in Mt. Ogden Stake. In the spring of 1926 I met Pres. Bennion again, he took my Bishop’s name (Aswald Jackson) and within a month I had received notice I would leave July the 8th for the Central States Mission. I was to enter the Mission Home Jun 2y7. There were parties, and I was busy until I left. On June 21 Mother, Luella and I went to the Temple where I received my Endowments, it was a day long to remember for I had received a wonderful experience the night before concerning Temple work, which was borne out to me the following day.
The possibilities of the Mission Home were grand, and I did enjoy the meetings, trips to the Temple, etc. Being set apart by Brother J. Golden Kimball with words identical to my Patriarchal blessing was very impressive. The day for departure arrived, 8 July 1927, and though I was happy for the opportunity, I felt a strange feeling leaving home. There were twenty of us who went as far as Denver, where Sister Grace Whitmore and I left for Kansas City. I kept a diary so won’t say more about the mission here except to say I wouldn't trade those experiences for anything though they were very difficult, because of illness, peculiar companions, and perhaps my own inability to adjust at first, and as the latter part of my mission rolled around my father passed away. He came East in November to go to Hat Springs Arkansas for his rheumatism and returned thou Webb City where I was laboring. He spent Christmas day with me, and I will always remember the premonition I had as I put him on the train at Joplin Mo. I never did see him alive again, for he passed away in Feb. 1929, just 19 months after I had gone to the mission field.
Vasco and I had planned a 6th of June wedding from the first we had talked of marriage, so when June came that year, 1929, we were married in the Salt Lake Temple, by Apostle George F. Richards. After spending two days in Salt Lake and two in Logan, we moved to the western Apts. In Ogden, then we purchased a truck and moved to Salt Lake where we located at 903 Concord Street, but that job didn't last long and we went to Lovell Why. Taking our year old baby with us for Dale Jay was Born 209 June 1930 in the Holy Cross Hospital in Salt Lake City. The job with Tom Kitchen didn't last long either and we moved back with Vasco’s folks in Ogden for the great depression had hit the land and there were thousands of people without work, Vasco’s father was released from his work at Wrights store and Vasco took it for a couple of years.
After several more moves, with Zoy and Seymour at Bingams, then with them on Sullivan Ave, with Vasco’s father on 17th street, and a couple of other places, we decided to purchase a house on 3651 Ogden Ave in the 14th Ward of South Ogden Stake. It was there our twins were born 4 April 1934. That fall Mr. Laub died 15 Oct 1934, his wife Chana had passed away the year before in Jan 1933.
After the twins, Melvin Anderson and Marvin James were born at the Dee Hospital in Ogden, Utah, 4 April 1934, we left them there for two weeks after I came home for they were premature and had to have special feeding until they were 6 weeks old; with much work and lots of praying they began to grow and by the end of the year were well and happy and healthy.
In the early spring of 1935 we decided to take a trip to California in our new car, which Vasco’s fathers insurance had made possible, in Feb. after Onedia’s funder (15 Feb.) we left for Raymonds place in Simi, Ventura Co. Calif. It was a nice trip but very difficult one for me with three small children.
The year of 1936 Dale started to school at Birch Creek, in South Ogden. I became quite ill that year with a sinus infection, and with so much work and responsibility, that and the following year I did not hold a job in the Church. The following winter of 1936-37 and all through the spring the children were will first with chicken pox, then whooping cough and then measles after which Dale had pneumonia, so by fall I was very run down and ill. In Aug I had a most unusual experience, which I feel I should relate, for it has been faith promoting to me all my life; Having gone to bed quite early and being propped up on pillows so I could breathe I was lying in a rather peculiar position and fell asleep. I dreamed or saw Onedia come into the room, bend over me and say, “Don’t get sick litter sister”. She kissed me and sort of backed out of the room, I felt like touching my cheek where she had kissed me for it was moist as any real kiss I had ever had, and I am sure it was a real experience and one for my comfort and blessing. I promised the Lord at that time, if I could be made well again, I would devote my spare time after my obligations to my family, and the calls from Bishops, to Genealogical research work I also went to see Patriarch Wheelwright who gave me a blessing, saying I would get well and be a blessing to my family. That promise I have tried to keep to the best of my ability.
In the spring of 1938 I went to see Dr. Grimm in Ogden and after one treatment I began to improve in health and gradually overcame the serious sinus attacks I had been bothered with. We also set out in earnest to do research work, going to Salt Lake often and finding much information on both Laub and Thomander lines. I became a class leader in the 14th Ward MIA Senior class with Bro. Oberhansley, also was set apart as literary teacher in the Relief Society, both jobs I enjoyed.
In 1939 I was called to be a Stake Missionary by Bishop Thomas Parker of the 14th Ward of the South Ogden Stake, was set apart by Brother Mcell, Pres of the Mission, he gave me a wonderful blessing, telling me that I should have success in the work, my companion was Leyonna Walthius, and indeed we did have success. I felt that my former Mission was then complete, for I had to return home from the Centrual states early because of the death of my father in Feb 1929. We had one experience with will bear telling briefly. We were looking for a family on 40th one night in the Birch Creek area, who were not members of the Church, in doing so visited the home of a member, we chatted with her for a few moments and went on our way, but didn’t get far until were impressed to go back, we found the lady in tears and praying that we would return. She told us her husband had passed away and how she had wished to have his Temple work accomplished. She felt so unwanted din the Ward, so we helped her become acquainted and not long after she was asked to be the organist in the Relief Society. Within six months she had been to the Temple and had taken care of all of those ordinances for her family. The blessings Bro Mcell gave me was very literally fulfilled, for the boys were well and very good the nights I went “missionaring” as they called it. I did not miss a meeting during that time because of illness in the family. Vasco was working on the Highway Patrol so cared for the children the nights he was home.
I continued my Mission during the following year, also working on my genealogy. All that winter I had been visited by Spirits from another world, I was always afraid, though they never spoke to me. In the spring of 1940 I had Apostle George F Richards give me a blessing, and from that time on did not have visitors but I continued to be worried about some part of our records. Bishop Parker suggested we do up all of the Sealings, which we started to do in October; I felt that whoever had been visiting me had received the blessings he sought, for from that time on I felt easier. It taught me a lesson to keep the Selings completed, the way opened up for so much research. I have been diligent in that work ever sense.
IN 1940 Vasco left in the fall for his first tour of duty with the Army which was going to be the beginning of a new life for us, he went to Pennsylvania to a school after which he was assigned to Ft. Warren Wyoming in Cheyenne.
In the spring of 1941 Dale and I went to Pa. to meet Vasco, going there on the train. We came home in our new Plymouth car after touring through the east and south and up thru Texas. While in Houston we visited the Mission Home and met so many of the Saints I had known while in the Mission field, the President of the Mission was Elrey Christiansen at whose home we stayed two nights. We went on to Cheyenne and received word that Melvin and Marvin had the scarlet fever at home where I had left them with mother. Dale and I hurried home, I left him with Irene and Art Partridge, and I went into quarantine, and mother went home. Fortunately the boys had a light case and were soon well. We moved to Cheyenne as soon as they were well, at which time I was released from my mission. Our stay in Cheyenne was most enjoyable, except the moving was difficult for the children to be adjusted in school. I worked in the Primary and Relief Society while in the Cheyenne Ward, Bishop Wild set me Apart. Melvin and Marvin were baptized there 4 April 1942.
In the fall of 1942 Vasco received his first overseas assignment to the Middle East, so the boys and I moved to Salt Lake, living first in the Nibley Park Ward until Feb of the following year (6th East 27 so). During this time I was a teacher in the Sunday school and Primary. I made preparations to sell our home in Ogden which I did for $1,000 cash, and at the same time Vasco sent enough money to pay the down payment on our house at 1914 So. 8th East, buting it thru Uncle Fred Richards. I hadn’t been in the house long until I was asked to be the Primary President also the literary teacher in the Relief Society; we were studying the Bible background. I took a course of study at the Lion House which was very informative and enjoyable. Florence Parkin and Georgia Alder we my counselors in the primary.
Vasco came home from the Middle East in Feb 1944. After a month at home he was sent to Ft. Lee Virginia, so in April I went to visit him and in June after school was out we moved back there for the summer living in Hopwell. I really took it easy that summer and enjoyed the nice vacation. In August we went back to Salt Lake. Vasco was home for a couple of weeks, then another tour of duty in the South Pacific.
In 1946 I was released from the Primary and was called on another Stake Mission, my companion being Evelyn Uptergraff; this was in the Richards Ward, Sugerhouse Stake. Percy Schofield was the Bishop. During this time Vasco was working with General West at Ft. Douglas in the Reserves. Leisure time permitted us to have many nice experiences with a Ward group of going to the different Temples throughout Utah. It was a year of very pleasant experiences.
In March 1947 on the 13th, Lucretia passed away in the Price hospital of Cancer, she had been very ill for several years. A month or so before she passed away, we went together to the Passion Play at KingsburryHall on the University of Utah Campus.
Vasco received a call into the Regular Army in the spring (May) of 1947, another trip to the East Coast and an assignment to Los Angeles where we moved to Montrose Ave. in Monrovia, Vasco commuting to Los Angeles to his office. We also lived on Oaks Ave and Lemmon Ave. which was close to our new Ward House; Vasco was called to be a Counselor to Bishop Kunz and filled that position for 4 years. I was a Stake Missionary there for three months working with Beverly Weech. In May of 1951 Vasco was notified of a transfer to a school in Georgia, so in July we prepared to go to Canada to see Dale who was in Winnipeg on a Mission. We had a wonderful trip, leaving Monrovia the latter part of July. We stopped off in Salt Lake for a couple of days, and Yellowstone for a day or two, and then hurried on to Canada. It was a wonderful experience to sit in Missionary report meeting which we were invited to attend on Sunday morning, and hear the testimonies of the Missionaries for they had all been out without “purse or script” which had tried their faith and had strengthened their testimonies. We enjoyed Bro and Sister Martin in Winnipeg, in whose home we were envied to stay. Their home had been damaged badly by the flood of the Red River which was very close to their home.
We found Dale rather pale and unhappy, so when we went to visit the Mission President, we felt impressed to tell him of Dale’s condition and he was transferred to Duluth where he gained in health and finished his Mission. After leaving Canada we went on to Niagara Falls which was everything and more than I had expected it to be. At night they turned colored lights on the falls which emphasized the grandeur. The next day we went down under the falls, wore rain coats and boots to keep us dry from the spray. It was quite a sight to see so much water fall over the opening in Front of us.
After having made several trips back east we had never visited the area around the Hill Cumorah, so for the first time we visited the Sacred Grove, the Joseph Smith Home and other places of Church interest in that area, experiencing the sacred feelings one gets who goes there believing.
Upper New York was beautiful as was the New Hampshire and Conn. Where Melvin and Marvin had a friend whom we visited. We missed Rockinham Vt. Where Vasco’s grandfather Zera Pulsipher had lived but we did enjoy seeing the country around that area. We skirted Boston and I shall always be sorry, unless we go back again, for there were so many places of historic interest to see. I had hoped to see where they dumped the tea, and the Light House of Paul Revere.
We went on to Plymouth, where we say the Rock with 1620 carved on it the old cemeteries and oldest graves of the first settlers. We waded in wet grass to our knees, to find some graves of Vasco’s first American ancestors who died in the 1600’s. Then on to New York, Washington D.C. down the Coast to Atlanta Georgia where Vasco was to be stationed in school. Vasco went as far as New Orleans to get us started on our way back to Las Angeles. It was hot and sultry in New Orleans and we nearly perished when we left the air conditioned motel, so we left earlier than we had planned. The boys, Melvin and Marvin wanted to do most of the driving, so we went as far as Shreveport that night and had difficulty finding a Motel, as there was a big celebration there, but at least we were successful. All the next day for 16 hours we crossed Texas and part of New Mexico before stopping in Roswell where Zoy’s son was on his Mission, we found him and his companion, took them to breakfast the next morning and traveled on to Mesa Arizona. We stopped over night and left early the next morning for Los Angeles. On that trip we missed only three border States in the US. Maine, Washington and Oregon, it was over 10,000 mile trip. WE WERE TIRED.
Just BEFORE Christmas of 1951 both Vasco and Dale came home, Dale from his Mission and Vasco from the School, he was en route to Japan. Dale enrolled in Pomona College; the twins went back to Monrovia High School. Vasco left in Feb. for Japan, so Dale and I went to Oakland with him to see him off, then hurried back to get dale in school.
Vasco had planned to get us on our way to Japan by early June as soon as school was out, we had our shots, pictures for our passports, and had done all we could, but for some reason our orders didn't arrive, we learned that they thought we had made an error on the twins birth records, we were held up another month, then we were scheduled to leave on the 1st of August on a ship which would have taken two weeks to get there and Dale wouldn't have been able to go with us. Vasco really raised his voice o the people in charge (says he caused the big earth quack that happened on y birthday) and then the ball began to roll and we were scheduled to go by boat on the 27 of August, but on the 19th we received a telephone call from San Francisco saying if we could get to Ft. Mason by 12 O’clock the next day we could Fly! I had the packers there in no time flat by night everything was packed. Sister Remminton, our Relief Society President, gave me a party that night, and about 10 30 we started for San Francisco and Ft. Mason, we arrived in Santo Rosa quite early, so stopped by to see Dru. I was really tired for I had done most of the driving, but we got to Ft. Mason in time to sign papers and make all the necessary plans. I had to take the car over to Oakland so it could be sent on a ship later (it took 3 months to get there).
Dermont, Perry and Mell came over to Mason that night and visited for an hour or so, and then we all dropped into bed, dead tired. If I remember, we left Ft. Mason next morning around 10 0’clock for Oakland where we got on the plan, and my first flight of my any length began. We stopped in Hawaii for 2 hours, but didn’t leave the terminal, for 1 was a bit air sick and didn't want the boys to go alone. Our next stop was Wake Island, and I was never in a hotter place, we had lunch there and walked around to see the devastation of the war, then were taken by jeep to farther corners until plane time. Had a fright as we left Wake Island, the plane had an oil leak, but we didn't have to land again it settled down and we were on our way to Japan. It is quite a sight to see Ocean Liners from the air, we were too high to see much else, and they looked like drift wood floating on the water.
We were met in Tokyo by Vasco, his boss and his wife and some of the office staff, with bouquets and hugs and real happiness to be together, so what did we do the day after we got there? We left for a trip around the country side and up to Lake Yamanaka, but we couldn't rest, we had to see things. I must admit it was all beautiful and enjoyed it more later many times.
Live History of Ada Beulah Anderson by Ada Beulah Anderson Madsen
Contributor: nbgardner Created: 6 months ago Updated: 6 months ago
Life History of Ada Beulah Anderson Madsen
by Ada Beulah Anderson Madsen
I, Ada Beulah, was born "Over Sanpitch" in Ephraim, Sept 13, 1894. My parents were James T. and Martha Thomander Anderson. I was really a big girl before I realized what "Over Sanpitch" meant. To me it was our farm clear down by west mountain of Ephraim. Then one day it dawned on me, you had to cross the river San Pitch to get to our ranch-so "Over San Pitch".
Our home was on large room and a lean-to. I don't remember living in it, but we went back there a few years ago. As we went into it the lean-to was tumbled down but the front room was still sturdy. As we walked in Mother said, "Does it feel homey to you? It does to me? And it really did. The plaster was still smooth except where it had been broken, and there we could see how my Father had plastered it. He had taken cattail leaves and stems and put on the wall. I don't know what kept them in place, but they were there, and then clay was put on them and smoothed down. It was a wonderful job. I remember a few things that happened over there and they were of great emotions on Mother's part. I was just 2 years old. Part of this I was told, part I remember. Hugh wasn't even born so I couldn't have been over two. Mother picked me up and threw me above her head. My head come in contact with a square five gallon can that was hanging from the ceiling. The corner of the can cut my head open. It was a bad cut and it bled so badly. She said, "Darling, if I take you out and swing you in the hammock will you stop crying?" Then another time, I must have been three, Hugh and I were sitting on the ground by the side of the house, we heard an awful noise. Both of the Father's big horses thundered past, less than 6 inches from where we sat. Mother came running (she was crying) and grabbed Hugh up in her arms and said, "Oh, what if they had been six inches closer, they would have killed my baby". I was only three, but I still remember still sitting by the holes they made in the earth 7 inches deep. I wondered if they wouldn't have killed me too. The folks really measured where we were and how deep the holes were.
Then, I remember, standing on the porch watching Mother kill a great big snake. I thought it big anyway. She kept cutting it in pieces about 4 inches long. She was crying again. She was so afraid of snakes. I asked her why she kept hitting it when it was dead and she said, "Ada, don't ever let a snake go with just it's head off, because they get a new head and they come alive at sundown." (I wondered)
Then, I was 4 or so. Father had the wagon ready. Three spring seats. We all came out and he had one seat filled with quilts and shawls. As each one came he wrapped up in a shawl and put us in one of the seats. Oh, I thought it was fun to be wrapped up like that. His whiskers tickled me and I laughed. He really hugged me then. Lea has the brown shawl I was wrapped in. She loves it too.
I was second seat and we started our long (?) journey (about 5 miles) to Ephraim to see Grandma Thomander. I suppose the folks had cheese (they made many of them), eggs, pork or something to sell or trade. I don't know. I remember being in the wagon again, but this time it was warm and Mother gave us each a cob of corn just dripping with butter to eat on the way. I was so afraid that day. The river had overflowed it's banks and was clear across the road. To me, I could just as well have been in a lake. I don't know how father knew where the road was. Then, I was six, we moved to Ephraim
We lived in a two roomed rock house, two blocks north of the Tabernacle on Main Street. The house has been replaced by a dark yellow brick. Grandmother Thomander lived in one just like it and it is still standing, (1963) on block East from ours.
I remember so many things that happened in Ephraim. They still stand out so plain. I was a very alert person, learning very quickly and still have a wonderful memory and I was only eight when we left there. My first Sunday School teacher taught my best life's lesson. A little girl had been given an expensive silver spoon. She was told not to take it outdoors, but she did and lost it. Now, she had heard this lesson too. It was, if you ever lose anything or want anything, the thing to do was to pray about it. So, she prayed so hard that she might find her spoon. She got up from her knees and walked out to the woodpile and there lay her spoon in the wood chips. A few days later I was sitting on the floor playing with my rag dolls, when Mother said, "Ada, see if you can find my scissors." Now, I didn't want to be bothered to be hunting her scissors so I turned my back and offered a little prayer. (I was five or six years old.) I got right up and walked to the wood box behind the stove, reached clear down to the bottom and came up with her scissors. She was sure I knew where they were, but I didn't and I didn't explain. I didn't play for a long time; I sat thinking how it had worked. Oh, how many times I have used this idea-"Try it, it works".
Another thing my teacher said was that going to Sunday School was stepping on the first round on a ladder leading into heaven. When I got home I covered every inch of ground in our lot looking for a ladder into heaven.
I guess I have always loved flowers. So, one day, I went over to our neighbors and filled my little tie apron with yellow roses. I brought them home and made a row on each side of the walk. Oh, it was beautiful-but here comes the neighbor-Mom saw the flowers and asked who did it. I said, "Dru did". Then into the barn I went. Dru got a licking. "Goody". (That rose bush still stands sixty years or more).
I started school when I was six in Ephraim. My first teacher was Callie Thorpe. She must have been wonderful. I remember so many things she taught me. We used to wear heavy hose made of outing flannel underwear. Two pretty gray outing flannel petticoats, our dresses came clear down to our buttoned shoe tops. I can't remember our coats but we wore fashionators (scarves) on our heads. School houses weren't warm like they are now. I had two or three real sick spells in Ephraim. The worst, I guess, was yellow jaundice. I nearly died from poison. I went to play with a little girl friend, Carrie Bailey. Mother told me not to eat black currants, but of course I did. I went home about noon. Mom had rhubarb for dinner, she had cooked it is a tin pan and I became deathly sick-"Oh! Black Currants." So, I ran out to the barn and hid in a pile of hay. I lay there vomiting until I passed out. I came to lying in the baby buggy with a worried looking family and the Doctor there. All that ate the rhubarb were ill. Moral "Don't eat black Currants".
Ephraim had a drought. Everything was burning up. The church had a fast and prayer day. That afternoon we were up to Grandma Thomander's playing and it started to rain. It must have been a good one. Grandma took us into her bedroom and had us kneel down and pray that the terrible storm would stop. When I went home and told my folks, my Father laughed until he cried. He was such a reserved man and I don't remember him ever laughing like that again.
I remember going to East Hills of Ephraim with all of the people of the city, each having a sack of cloth of some kind driving the grasshoppers ahead of us into a deep ditch. They were burned in the ditch. I was baptized when I was eight, in Manti Temple. Oh, what a wonderful day. Another girl and I wandered all over the place. Up between the towers and we even slid down the winding stairs. All they said to us was, you may do it if you don't make a noise. I had another sweet friend in Ephraim, Adella Willardsen. She gave me a cup and saucer when we left. I still have it. Both Carrie and Adella died in their 20's, (wish they hadn't). I was always deathly afraid of worms, (I still am). Dru didn't want me to tag along one day when she went to play, she said, "Ada, there is a worm on their currant bush as big as your arm and all green". (I hate green worms).
I stayed home. Not long ago (1961) I was riding past that place, those old currant bushes were still by the back fence . . . (and-no worms). I was a small girl with long yellow curls. Mother tried so hard to keep them combed pretty but I liked to play and run too well. Dru and Ira both had Rheumatic Fever in Ephraim and it gave them bad hearts. Dru was curtailed in her playing a lot, but the Dr. said she could wash dishes and things like that, so that's all I cared about-then.
We were very poor; there was no work to be had in Ephraim. Father tried so hard to find work and couldn't. When Uncle Dan (Mother's youngest brother) lived in castle Dale, he wrote and said there was a farm we could get for almost nothing. So we loaded everything we owned in a wagon. We led two cows and went through the mountains to Castle Dale. We stayed over night at a ranch in the mountains. That was over 60 years ago and those people had a piano. They also had a dog. He was at least 5 feet tall. I know, 'cause his head came over the side of the wagon. I crawled under the quilts and lay there crying until they came out for me. Well, how did I know that the dog was standing on his hind legs? I'm scart of dogs.
We were in Castle Dale for 6 weeks or so. The most fun I ever had, playing with cousin Lucia and Weston Thomander. Then one day we all got in a wagon and went out to see the farm. I was 8 years old. But I'll never forget what saw. It was a big white alkali field. I thought it was snow. I couldn't know, could I, why Father laid his head on the wheel and cried and cried. That night he made up his mind he would make a living for his family some way. So in the night he left for Ephraim and then on to Oregon to work in the lumber camps. He got sick, couldn't work. He stayed there several months trying to earn something.
After 6 weeks, Uncle Dan loaded us all in the wagon and took us back to Ephraim. There we found little rocking chair for each of us. Onedia was the baby. I still have my little chair. It has been well cared for and loved by all the children.
Onedia was born in 1899, she was always crying and I think I walked her for miles in her buggy. She was tall even as a baby).
We were poor before. Now we lived on what the church could give us. When Father could see he was getting nowhere, he came home. We children saw him a block away. He had a slight limp from a broken leg. Boy, did we run to meet him. I didn't know how he dared go into the bedroom where Mother had a headache, but he did. When they came out, her head was better, but their eyes were red. We wondered why.
I didn't know Grandma Anderson very well and I only remember her in our house once. We went up there to see her, but we sat stiffly on chairs until we went home. I think Mother was a little awed by her. She was the cutest little aristocrat (about 4'10" tall) you ever saw. Well, anyway, I coaxed a picture of Martha Washington away from her. I got talked to when I got home. I still have the picture and don't know why yet that I wanted it. Grandpa Anderson wasn't a very tall man. He was quite heavy with the prettiest long white beard. I only remember seeing him twice. Grandma Thomander wasn't very tall. She was built like I am. Oh, she loved flowers. She had a whole house full. Grandma Anderson lived for 10 years in a room of her own at Uncle Andrew's (Father's brother). Grandpa lived with one of his wives "Marier". We knew Grandma Thomander the best. A day never went by that we didn't go up to see her. She had peppermint candy in her cupboard. I wonder if we ran up to show her every new thing we got like our children did to ours?
Luella was born Nov. 26, 1902. She was a doll. We sure made a big fuss over her. We moved to Castle Gate when she was about six months old. I was about nine when we moved to Castle Gate in 1903. Father worked in the coal mines. When Ira was 17, he also worked in the mine. He put his money with Father's, all we could spare in a savings account so they could make a down payment on a farm. Castle Gate was interesting. I played with an Italian girl. Her name was Jennie Alberto Swenson. She died while she was real young. While in castle Gate a real serious strike happened----
This strike was all the Italians in castle Gate. As they lived in Company houses, the owners of the mine called in the National Guard and drove the Italians out of their homes. They threw their furniture out of the doors. Hugh and I watched from our hiding places whish we hunted out. These poor people went half-way to Helper and dug holes in the mountains and lived in these dug-outs all winter. The place is still called Half-way. The guards stayed at the edge of town all winter so the men couldn't come back. Hugh and I got real well acquainted with the guards. We went there every day that we could. They had pets to keep them busy-one was a big Bobcat. We walked to school on the tracks of the coke ovens. The ovens were open on top and white with heat and we little children walked within six feet of these ovens. The little train come up on these tracks and filled the ovens with slack and then it would burn into coke. There were a dozen or so ovens.
I learned very rapidly in school and got a double promotion. I sure loved school. My Sunday School teacher said, "If any one of you can learn a whole book in the New Testament I'll buy you a book." Well, I did. I can't remember it now, but he had to buy me a book and put my name on it. I still have the book, a new testament.
Dru, Onedia and I made play house out of caves in rocks on the mountain behind our house. They were really cute play, play houses big enough for two or three to play in. I wanted mine named "Montreal" but Dru liked that best so mine was "Cape Hope". Don't remember what we both let Onedia have.
In 1904, Mother and Father had gone to Idaho to Aunt Jane's funeral (Weston Thomander's mother.) Ira was in the mine. A great cloud burst hit Castle Dale. We heard the sounding horn that meant trouble in the mine. The water was coming in our house. Our well was full of much water, and just us kids there. Lucretia was only 15. It was hours before Ira walked in. Oh! What a relief!
No miners were killed, but the mine was full of water. The family decided mines were too dangerous.
In 1905, we made the down payment on the farm in Spring Glen. We were all piled in the wagon on quilts on the floor. The guards were still watching the roads at Castle Gate. They stopped my Father and asked him lots of questions. I stuck my head out of the quilts and said "Hello" to the guard. I knew him real well. He laughed and said, "Well, Mr. Anderson, if you are as nice as your two kids are, you're O.K. We will miss your kids." Pa said, "I'll just bet you will." I didn't like the sound of his voice.
I made friends very quickly in Spring Glen and really had a good time. Hugh and I had to herd the cows. I was cart to death of a cow but I loved to be up by the canal by the trees just making whistles and spending time. While in Spring Glen, Father was put in councilor to Bishop Rowley (Silas' father). Mother was put in as Primary President and I was put in as Secretary of the primary. 1907 and my first job in the church. My friend's name was Violet Thompson. Lea was born in Spring Glen and maybe it was because I was just the age to tend her, but she was almost turned over to me and I loved her so much. She was so good and sweet. She was dressed in everything I could find from an angel to a flower-covered all over with lilacs. Can't that be that's why I like lilacs so well?
We sold our farm in Spring Glen in 1908 and bought a farm in Lake View. It was called the old Bunnell Place. We hired a whole freight car on the train and all we owned, cows, horses, even chickens, besides our furniture and implements were crowded in the car. They loaded horses, wagon and all. When we arrived we unloaded the horses and wagons first and then started on the rest.
I started school the next day. We walked to school with Mable and Mamie Jacobsen and Zatella Goodridge. Zatella became my best friend and after 55 years we still think we are best friends. As I came into the room I saw a young boy, he was no taller than I was. He had very light colored hair. It was combed just so. He had on the cleanest shirt. He looked just like he had just been scrubbed. Of course I asked who he was and was told he was Spen Madsen. He made quite a change in my life. We really didn't go together in terms of "Going Steady", but somehow we found ways to be together. He would walk me home and the like. I didn't know why he didn't want me to go "out" with other boys. Of course I did tho.
I worked in Hy Madsen's store for two or three years that we lived in Lake View. Mother wasn't well for quite a few years. Zoy had the prettiest curls. I wasn't home when she was little. I stayed nights at Madsen's so I didn't tend her like I did Lea. I wasn't very big but I could outrun anyone on the school ground. My father was a fast runner I was told. Well, one day a Dempsey family moved in and they (my) legs off trying to beat me. Could that be why I am so short? Well, once or twice I beat her but she really was faster than I was.
I was a member of the very first Beehive class. I received a necklace, ring, and pin. But where are they?
I was set apart as a Sunday School teacher in 1910. It really wasn't fair. I wasn't much older than the ones I taught. I graduated from the 8th grad in 1910. I had the highest record in Alpine District. Father couldn't make a living on our small farm, so one day in 1911, he sold out and we moved to Richfield. Our farm was a mile from town. Our house was on the edge of town. We loved it in Richfield for a year. I worked for several families and was busy most of the time. I met some real nice friends and we had lots of fun. A group of four boys and four girls were together a great deal of the time.
I was in the tabernacle choir and I sure learned a lot. I just loved it. I was in the ward choir too. I started telling retold stories in Richfield and I did a lot of that in the next few years. While we were living in Richfield, we had an errand to Lake View, so Mother, Dru, Hugh, Onedia and I left in a wagon. I don't know why pa or Ira didn't go. Boy, what a trip. Horse got sick. We went 20 miles out of our way on a wrong road. There was a real cloud burst in Salt Creek Canyon. Mom was so upset it wasn't very much fun. Hugh was such a small boy to be the "Man" of the bunch like that. But, we finally go back in one piece.
When we came back to Lake View, I was really surprised to meet Spen and Frank Taylor. When we left a year ago, Spen was just as tall as I was. In one year he had grown 7 inches. He was a boy when I saw him last, now he was a young man. He had a new pale blue suit. His old one would have looked funny, wouldn't it? We were still just friends-to me, that is.
Again, we couldn't make a go of it on the farm, so in 1913, Father got a job on the railroads in Ogden and stayed there about a year. Then we bought a home on 1873 Park Avenue. It wasn't a choice location, but we made a happy home of it. We had so many wonderful times there. For a time we were all home. Dru and I worked at Shupe William's Candy factory. I worked for all four years I lived in Ogden. Dru worked about 3 years. We walked to work. It was 9 blocks. We both worked in the room where the chocolate candy had to be left to cool. We worked where it was 50 degrees. Then, when work was over we'd come out in the hot sun and we could hardly make it home. I had so much fun there though that we over looked a lot of things. I worked 10 hours a day, 6 days a week and received $135.00 a month. I had to give $95.00 a month to help with expenses of home. Still, when I quit to get married I had new clothes. Three or four dresses made by Mother and $100.00 in the bank to buy wedding things with. I had 6 quilts, table cloths and other household things. $100.00 then would mean so much more than now. I had one dress, it cost $5.00 a yard but it was so wide it took only 1 1/2 yards to make it. I wasn't as heavy then either.
Note from Ruth: (Mother told me she was planning on attending school in Ogden to get more education but as walking down the street saw her little brother Hugh shinning shoes corner. made up mind not going be a 'shoe shine boy streets of Ogden, so that when and why got job at Shupe Williams. insistence went back school. He became very successful man.)
Father, (we always called him Pa) got out of work again and he went to Harms Ferre, Idaho to work. While he was there, mother (she was Ma) went to see him and while she was gone we had a terrible flood in Ogden River and we had to leave everything. The men came in a city 'dray' a wagon and got us out. We moved everything moveable upstairs. The water didn't come in the house, but we lived right on the bend of the river. If it had broken , our house would have gone. I was still going 'steady' with a boy from Richfield when one day I received a letter from Spen asking me to meet him in Salt lake to hear his male chorus sing. I liked Spen real well. I liked the other guy too, but I decided no one would know anything about it. He lived clear down in Richfield. So, I met Spen at the depot and who else? Three of the Richfield boy's closest buddies. Boy, did I ever get looked at. That did it. He became angry and I didn't care. It seemed so natural to be with Spen again. I never wrote to Richfield again. Spen and I wrote and visited every chance we got. It wasn't easy to get to Ogden then as it is now. Spen finally bought a motorcycle to ride up to Ogden on. When he came on the Orem and Bamberger cars it was so hard to make connections in Salt Lake. One night he had to stay in Salt Lake all night. He missed the last Orem. Another time he had to come back to our home in Ogden because he missed the last Bamberger. So two or three months would go by between visits. We wrote often. I was a Sunday school teacher in Ogden 3rd ward from 1914 to 1916-all cute boys 12-13 years old - loved it. Was librarian for the Y.L.M.I.A. Ogden 3rd ward from 1914-1916.
For Christmas 1915 I asked Spen to go with me to Spring Glen to spend Christmas with Silas and Lucretia. We went on the train. Christmas Eve he gave me a diamond ring. We decided to be still about it for a while and see if he wouldn't get a call for a mission. I was going to keep working and help keep him if he did. He didn't get a call. We went ahead with our wedding plans. It was 2 or 3 years later we learned he had been suggested for a mission and his father turned them-"The Bishopric" down. He has felt badly about not having a mission but he has worked so hard in every office he has been called to. The work he is doing at this writing I think is more rewarding than any other mission could have been. (More about that as we come to it).
Lucretia and Silas married in 1914 while we were in Ogden. I gave her enough white velvet to make her wedding dress. Now, we decided on Nov. 8, 1916 as our wedding day. Ira had worked so hard to help our folks get on their feet. He surely gave them his all. But now he met Winnie Allen in Logan where they were going to school and in Sep 1916, they were married. I had some nice parties before I was married and received lovely gifts. The M.I.A. gave me a silver tray. I still have it. Spen came to Ogden, Nov 7th and really early the next morning we left for the Salt Lake Temple. I had rented our clothes from 3rd ward relief Society. You didn't get them in the Temple then. Although we weren't little kids, we felt like it. We were all alone. We knew nothing about what to do. I guess I looked like the "lost sheep" 'cause a sweet young girl came up and asked if I was getting married. I said, "Yes" of course. She said, "Mother works here and she said for you to stay with me and she'll help us". Oh- Boy! Her name was Anderson, she was from Clearfield. She was married first, but she was waiting for me when I came back. She put her arms around me and kissed me. I wasn't alone-was I?
Spen's folks were all waiting for us as we came out. Why didn't "folks" go with couples then? I like the way we have all gone with our family to be married. We all went to Ogden and Dru and Onedia had a supper for us. Mother was out to Spring Glen with Lucretia, Edith was 2 or 3 days old. I had made the pies and cakes and bought the meat etc. They had fixed it real nice. We slept all over the house, even on the floors. Spen's Father, Mother, Clara, Pearl, Zatella and Frank Taylor were all there. They all left early in the morning but Spen and I had to box up all my things to bring them to Lake View. I still have one of the boxes. We walked to the Bamberger. Spen had bought LaMond Bunnell's furniture and the house by the Church became our home for the next four years. The cabinet was the very latest thing in being a deluxe cabinet. I had seen some and I had admired them-now I had one. Built in cabinets came later. We stayed at Spen's folks the first night. Nov. 10, the next (day) we went to town and bought a bed, dresser and rug. They were real nice. Grandpa went with us to get them and I didn't like that. I was and independent person, had made my own money for years, and although he was so sweet, I wanted us to spend our own money.
On Nov 10th the Madsen's gave us a nice wedding in the old dance hall and we really received some nice gifts. The school teachers, (two of them hadn't met me) were very curious. The crowd had all made so many remarks about Spen dying off when he got married so he was going to show them we wouldn't. The first week after we were married the crowd had a party. The girls giving it said, "We have to draw a line somewhere, now Spen's married I don't think he should come." Gee, that hurt. But we didn't die off; our little home was a bee-hive for the four years we lived there. We never knew when a crowd would come in and want pop-corn or play games.
I think I'll list my church activities all on one page, as I was working all the time I was raising a family. I was teacher in the Primary from 1916-1918. That first winter was wonderful. The first time in my life I didn't have to work for someone else. The beets froze on Nov 11th. Spen would get his chores done and hurry home and we would put our feet in the oven and read books to each other. We had to put our feet in the oven door to keep warm. The house was so cold a layer of ice froze on the wall. We had a lovely big black range. It had a reservoir that held many gallons of water. Of course, we had to carry the water to fill it. It was a real cold winter. Spen played basketball and it took a lot of practice-didn't it? So, he left me alone a lot at night. I got real homesick. There had been such a noisy bunch at home I sure missed them. Not that I wasn't happy, 'cause I was, and I am more so now. I was going to have a baby. When I was a young girl. a woman had said to me, "I'll bet you never have a family". I had thot of that so often, never had I told anyone tho. Then when I found out I was going to have a baby of my own I was in 7th Heaven. I didn't quit working in the church M.I.A. mostly. I went home on a trip and I was never homesick again. I loved to go home to visit but that was all.
We were in a play together and had so much fun. We were so ignorant of what it meant to have a baby that we were foolish. About seven month I thot something was wrong, but I didn't go to the Doctor until about six weeks before he was due. Spend didn't have much confidence in the Doctor we chose, so when he called Spen up and told him to get up there, that things were in a serious state, Spen said, "Well, if you are going to have Dr. Pyne, he's just a fuddy duddy. So, I didn't take things serious. When D---- came we had trouble and we were both very sick. D---- took convulsions for four days and it took months for my health to come back. What a good baby D---- was after he got better. He weighed 9 1/2 pounds. He was so good. I didn't need to look at a clock. I knew when he would wake, when he would sleep. I was so scart of him tho. I had to watch every little thing he ate for three or four years. He outgrew that tho. I taught Sunday School in 1917-1918. We would take D---- in a basket and put it behind a bench and he would sleep while I taught my class.
I've often heard women say how busy they were because they had a baby. Well, I wasn't too busy. I couldn't find things enough to do. I have to write this, as things always change. Oh, I could write volumes about my first baby. The first one I had given a bath, the first one I had ever changed a diaper on. And when he was one year old, I found I was going to have a new baby to tend. I remember thinking, now, I bet I have plenty to do, but I didn't even then. I didn't make the same mistake this time about going to the Doctor and I got along as good as a woman can. During this time I was President of the Primary. On April 14th Milo was born. He weighed 10 1/2 pounds. He was just about the prettiest baby you ever saw, long black hair. I enjoyed him so very much as I felt better. Milo came during World War 1. Frank Taylor didn't have a child then. He had to go to Europe. We had D---- so Dad was on the next list to go. Then the war was over. Frank had to stay a year. Spen sure wanted to be with him. I was happy he didn't have to go. Willis Taylor was born while he was away. It was during this time the worlds worst flu epidemic came. No church, no schools, no get together of any kind. We didn't get it but several ward members died.
I was always ambitious and it was nothing for me to break into a run from our home, thru ball grounds to Grandma's and back. Now I had two little boys to care for and I loved every minute. Their Daddy was always so busy in the church. At this time it was MIA President and Scout Leader so I had the care of the babies. Milo was just about as good as D---- for sleeping but not quite. Both boys were in bed at night at 6:30 prompt but they like it. There are so many cute and interesting things that happen. I guess that is their history. I'd love to put it all in but I can't.
And now, I have found out we are going to have anew baby again. For the next several pages that will be the record. I weighed 117 pounds when I was married and after D---- and Milo I went back to that. After D---- I weighed 100 for a while. I didn't feel anything too bad, other than what every mother has to go thru until about six weeks before she was born. Spen always carried my wash water every week. This week he was busy and I had to have that water! It was Monday and all the world would have stopped if I didn't get my wash out early on Monday morning. So, I carried it. Something inside me gave a funny pull and I became very ill. I was so nauseated I couldn't raise my head for two or three days. I didn't wash and the world turned as usual. When she (Leone) was born she was turned the wrong way and poor little girl, we nearly lost her. Now, I have a little girl all my own. She was so sweet, she had light hair and was as dainty as a little girl could be. She weighed 9 1/2 pounds. Her Daddy was now in the Bishopric and I was senior class leader in MIA I often took all three with me. Leone in the buggy and the boys were so good. I still found time to do all of the things that I wanted to do in Church-parties etc. Their Daddy was still determined not to die out so he played ball-basketball and baseball every spare minute. The boys used to go over to the barn to march for their Dad. Milo was so little but could he ever do "about face" etc.
Spen was given 1/3 of the lumber in the old dance hall to help build us a house. Anytime one doesn't think he worked getting all the nails out of the old boards. Stacking them in different piles and sorting. Just think, we were going to have hard wood floors. But we hadn't given a thot to the floor being worn in the middle and not on the edges. It was a "Sander's headache". Spen had to buy boards for the front two rooms. We had a joke about the chimney. He said, "I'm hiring someone to put up the chimney. Now, that's one day you'd better not have the baby 'cause I can't help". Now, I didn't feel good anyway so I said "I don't care if the chimney gets up or not I've decided that's just the day I want her to come". I really didn't mean all I said but come chimney day Leone decided it was time for her to come and guess what? Spencer was home all day long and work went right on. When Leone was about 6 weeks old we moved into our new home. Oh, how wonderful to have so much room. New linoleum, waxed hard wood floors. We carried water from Tom Johnson's for a year or more for household use and washing. Then we had a well dug. Boy, all the water I wanted to use. Of course it had to be carried in and out. Our toilet was a path.
Now, it's coming to 1924 and I was going to have a new baby. Now, I'll tell you, why I've said so many times that I didn't have much to do, because it's a standing joke between B---- and me about what happened at that time. Again, I got along as good as I could, but I put on a lot of weight and I never lost it again. Could B---- help it because she weighed 12 lbs? It was a real job to get her here. She was very pretty and good as gold. Six weeks before she was born Spen nearly lost his life in a terrible snow slide. He has more of that in his history. He went into a shock condition and he wasn't easy to live with. I wondered if he would ever come out of it-but after they found Don Allred-the brother-in-law that was killed he got better. Now, I found it took more time to get my work done and I really wanted to stay home more. Spen wanted to be on the go all the time, but I had 4 little children now and I'd liked to have been home more. That's B----'s and my joke, it all happened because she was born. I was now Seagull Advisor and Senior Class Leader from 1923-30. I was called to become a counselor to Clara Taylor in the MIA in 1925. I still kept the job of Senior Class Leader. Again, I'd like to write pages on cute things that happened while you were all little but can't do it. Along about this time I decided if I couldn't get any help with flowers I'd have to do it myself. I was determined to have flowers for my little girls to pick. I had friends, loved one's and anyone that would, give me starts. I dug holes for every one. It became my "memory garden" and to this day I can tell you who gave me what. Dad was too busy being a farmer to see flowers. Now he had retired from other work, he's my right hand man. I made it so big I can't do it alone anymore. The girls loved to help when they were home.
Again, I'm going to have a new baby. I had such a funny feeling before S---- was born. I knew I was going to die. That's all there was about it. Spen wouldn't even listen to me, so I went ahead with my plans alone. I house-cleaned every nook and corner. I had a few clothes that each had, clean and pressed and patched and I kept a clean house at all times. I was still a counselor in MIA and class leader. Daddy stayed home on Tuesday night so I could go. Then I'd hurry home so he could play ball. I had a new Doctor this time, a Dr. Taylor. Dr. Pyne had died while I was still in bed with B----. Again, about six weeks before my baby was born someone came running from the ball grounds saying Spencer was seriously hurt. I jumped in the car and drove over there. He was trying to stand. He was gray all over, even his eyes. I got the men to put him in the car and we got him to bed. Jim Lee was batting, he missed the ball but hit Dad with the bat. For 4 days he was clear out. Then for 14 days he would come to for a few minutes, then off again. The children had whooping cough. I was so worried about Spen and I was up all hour with the children coughing. I had to keep myself in check, no going to pieces. I still knew I wouldn't live when my baby was born and with Spen like he wasn't good. Spen was quite hard to care for because he wouldn't do what the Dr. said. He was to be real quiet. So what does he (do)? Goes for a walk. I couldn't stop him. He came back real sick, his eyes clear out on the sides of his head.
He was real scared and real sick and then did what he was told. His head was broken all over. The first day we felt he could go for a walk, we went over to his folk's and sat on the porch. I left the children alone, when we came back Leone was standing in the middle of the room and she had cut all her hair off. It was all around her on the floor. I broke down then and I cried for hours. I couldn't quit. I guess that was the last straw-or maybe the last hair.
Dad was much better by the time my baby was to come and as they put the chloroform mask on my face, I thot, "Well, this is it". I went to sleep. I don't know how long it was, but I woke up, looked around, here I was in the bed room. My arm felt heavy I couldn't move it. I turned to see what the matter was, and there on my arm lay the brightest eyed little baby boy you ever saw. His eyes twinkled even then and I could almost see him say, "Well, Mom, we fooled you that time, you are still here and all is O.K." and it was. S---- was very alert and darling to tend. He was a real good-looking baby. He talked when he was so little. Dad still wasn't very strong. The bugs ate up all the beets. Spen got a job out to the Pipe Shop. It was hard on everyone. Milo was 7 1/2 years old and he got up every morning 3:30 AM along with D---- 9 and their Dad to milk cows. Milo milked 2 cows. D---- helped feed calves. Then they came home and crawled back in bed to wait for school time. Spen had to be to work at 5:00 AM. (Water and the bathroom were put in about this time but we are not sure of the date.)
We heard Spring Glen was getting a new school house. Dad got a job on it through Uncle Silas' help and in July 1927 we went to Spring Glen to live in a house belonging to Silas and Lucretia (my sister). We lived in Spring Glen until January of 1928. Lucretia and I had a good time every day and the 4 of us had many good times going to shows-ice cream, etc. The children enjoyed it too. The building was completed at last so we cam back to lake View. Dad was still a counselor in the bishopric. It was thru his efforts that Lake View got a dance hall. The MIA still kept me as counselor. Clara Taylor was the President.
Spender was called to be Bishop in 1928. This time we had been told that he had been chosen. LaMar Scott and Clarence Lloyd were counselors. Later LaMar moved away and Ernel Williamson was chosen. I was put in as counselor to Nora Taylor in 1929 MIA. Nora Taylor was called to the Stake board so I was released from counselor but I was still Gleaner Leader. Now Dad was Bishop, it was real depression time. Always took things so serious, work, responsibilities, and even his play. So it was hard on him. It was hard on me too, as I was again preparing for a new baby.
My father died in February before LaVor was born. I surely hated to see him go. He was such a quiet reserved scholar of a man.
I wasn't well during the time I waited for this baby and when LaVor was born I didn't have enough natural food for him. Mother didn't give babies bottles then, so he was very cross. He cried so much. He was such a darling baby when he wasn't hungry. He is the one person that remembers when he was born. He was 2 years old when our next baby was born. I had Dad lay him (LaVor) on my arm. Some women came to see my new baby and I showed them LaVor. They made a real fuss over my new baby. It made and impression on him and while a real small boy he really thot he was the new baby. LaVor became real healthy and strong as soon as he got proper food.
I was asked to be Primary President again so from 1930-31, I was Pres. Then I resigned. I also resigned from MIA and for a year or so I stayed at home. Then Bishop Williamson asked me to be Secretary of the Relief Society. I remember thinking, "Now I can do a lot of this at home", so I said yes. Well, I had to keep track of "Sunday Eggs" gathered by Primary girls. Oh, what a job. I was Sec for two years. Now, again, I'm preparing for a new baby. I had never felt real well since LaVor was born so I didn't do much in the church now. On February 8, 1932, D---- came. It was a very hard birth, as she came one foot first. It took 42 hours and the Doctor was there a great deal of it. Oh, I was glad to see her. She had gold curly hair the color of my ring. I didn't make the same mistake with her as I did with LaVor on feeding. She was on a bottle right from the start. She was ever so good a baby. She was our "baby D----" for 4 1/2 years.
My sister Onedia died about this time. She had a bad poison attack when Dean was born and was never really well again. She was a lovely beautiful girl.
Then again, I was waiting for our baby. I was 41 years old. Maybe that was why I was so ill. I lived on oranges almost. I was nauseated the entire time and when R---- came I came closer to going than I ever had. I was sinking down "somewhere" and Dr. Taylor kept calling me by name to ask me something. I really resented it. I didn't want to answer him, but he kept asking me. Finally I said, "Why don't you ask Spen and not ask me?" I heard him say, "Now, I believe you watch her close and she'll be OK." It took some days to do it. However, I was soon able to be around again. Now days in a hospital I would have been given a transfusion. It was not done then. Now we have another beautiful baby girl. Oh, she really was pretty and as good as gold. She lived in her play pen and learned to walk in it. I never let her on the floor. She walked at 8 1/2 months. Then, of course, she outgrew her crib.
In speaking of the routine of so many pages, a person said, "You couldn't write other wise. That was really your life". And now it changed so again.
When R---- was 6 months old, D---- was called on a mission to Denmark. While he was on his mission Milo and L---- F---- were married. Dad and I went with them to the temple in Sale Lake City. So our 8 children and us were only home together six months. Now in 1939 I was put in Jr. Class leader in MIA. I just loved it. Especially one girl, D---- T----, who later became our Daughter-in-law. I was released in 1944.
In 1941 D---- met E---- J---- from Arizona and they were married. We went to the Salt Lake Temple with them.
In 1942, April 3rd Leone and Wayne Blair were married. We went with them to the Salt Lake Temple. Also there were Milo and Lila and E---- and D----.
Grandpa Madsen died about 2 weeks later.
On February 2nd, 1944 B---- and Elman Jackson were married in the Salt Lake Temple. We were there with Milo and Lila, Elman's folks and the Clark Flakes.
On June 3, 1946 S---- and D---- T---- were married. More of the family could go now so we both went and Leone and Wayne and Milo and L----.
June 23rd, 1948, LaVor and F---- R---- were married in the Manti Temple. We all went with them, (those) that had been to Temples, S---- and D----, Elman and B----, Leone and Wayne.
September 12 1950 D---- and A---- P---- were married in the Salt Lake Temple. We were with them as were Elman and B----, Milo and L----, LaVor and F----, S---- and D----.
June 7, 1954, R---- A---- and Paul Reese were married in the Salt Lake Temple. We were there as well as D---- and E----, Milo and L----, Leone and Wayne, B---- and Elman, S---- and LaVor and D---- and A----. D---- and F---- couldn't come as they were waiting for their babies. (Lee and Richard).
I was asked by a member of the family to put down my impressions of each member. In thinking about it, I believe I'll use my Mother's ideas. She and a friend were discussing both of their families. The "Halos" were just thick. After the friend left I said, "Now, Mom, why do you brag us up like that?" She said, "Ada, why not forget ALL the bad things in life and just remember the good?" So may I do just that. (that is called having a "good" memory).
D----: How thankful I have always been that he became so well after such a bad start. He has a disposition like mine, more slow to get angry, but so hard to forget. He is very much a scholar, and the work that he is doing as Chaplain has made him a very religious person. He's been a very devoted son and husband. He's been a very good provider and a loving father. His experience could fill a book. He has been in the army for 22 years. So he has had to travel a great deal. But his love of life has been Baseball, Basketball and sports of every kind. Umpire and Referee even. Hasn't that rounded out a very wonderful man? He could easily have been too serious. (Where could he have acquired this love of ball games?) He was the only boy to go on a mission. His was Denmark.
Milo: Our boy of many impulses. Milo was the most tender hearted little fellow one could find. He's been called a "tease", but let's remember the play house he made as a "truce". I had to leave home the day Dad had to tear it down. He's been a wonderful Father even some times trying too hard. He wants his boys to be real men. He was a real farmer and I think that's saying a lot. He could raise anything, but his bad back stopped him in that line of work. When about 6 years old the family had forgotten a Mother's Day Present. So Milo went out to the lilac bush and found one bunch blooming. He brought it to me and every year since then I have received a lilac on Mother's Day (I look for them now), but when we were in Florida on a trip and here comes my lilac. I really wept. Milo has a temper like his Dad's a quick flash and soon over. He was a very religious boy and is as a man. He and Lila sure are a lovely pair. He is a very loving son and wonderful person.
Leone: A person said to me, "what's it that Leone has? Everyone wants to be with her all the time". I know what it is. It's her wonderful friendly disposition. She radiates friendliness. She was a wonderful person around home, very obedient and helpful. She's very touchy, she can take any amount of ribbing unless it's meant, then it breaks her heart. She has sure been a good companion to Wayne going different places and doing different things. She's a wonderful Mother as her family will tell you. She is a good church worker. Leone and I had so much fun with an apron that turned up in the craziest places. Then the whole family joined in and one could expect to find it most anywhere. It served us all so well. Let's just remember the fun we had.
B----: A very loving and obedient daughter. Her worst fault was wanting to be right by me all the time. I should have made her go out more, but if I had maybe she wouldn't be the grand person she is today. She's such a sweet wife and Mother. She has sure made them a happy home. Her health has held her down some but hope she has some of her things licked. She loves to talk - she loves to tell you stories. She is the best groomed person around home I ever knew. Away from home also. My how we all depend on "Bertie" as we now call her. Especially me. She is deeply religious and lovely.
S----: Dignified, reserved, dependable. That's the public's opinion of S----. Well-he is, I guess, but the family knows, if you want to have a good time at a get together, have S---- there. He has such a wonderful disposition and such a sense of humor. He's really lots of fun. He loves sports - baseball, basketball, boating skiing, but most of all he loves to go Deer Hunting. Of course LaVor must be there. Why weren't they real twins? He is a real family man and good provider. In case of necessity he can cook a meal - mix bread etc as good as any woman. He's the most abrupt person on a phone I ever knew. He's an Eagle Scout and the most steady person in every way I ever knew. His record at Geneva can verify that in 18 (?) years never missed a day of work. He's sure been a wonderful son.
LaVor: I think I could write a book on LaVor's doings. When he was real small he dressed up in everything he could find. He earned the name from neighbors "Tag-a-Long" (a comic strip person that couldn't keep his clothes on straight.) Then as he grew older he made things. He would spend days making a cut wagon. Then if it stood up under the "Porch test", he was thru with it and would start another. He has been a very very loving son. He's been such a good Dad and husband even if he does pester F---- by calling her "Little Bride". Who but LaVor and F---- could have done what LaVor did about school, working nights, school in daytime? I wonder when you slept. Boy, are we proud of you. I know you had lots of help, but you made it. He loves every kind of sport but his all is deer Hunting. He lives it, dreams it. Dad can just hear him call "Where's Dad, Where's Dad etc" the day he killed 3 deer in Min. He's very religious. He's real witty. He can keep a group laughing. If you really want to good time get LaVor and S---- and Leone in a group. He has a wonderful sense of Humor and also is very serious at times. A wonderful guy.
D----: My red head. A pet of the family for 4 1/2 years, our "Baby D----" she had the prettiest golden hair (not red really) one ever saw. It's still beautiful but more red now. She's a very religious person, works her head off when she has a church job. She's such a cute little mother, her family is her all. She's a very good house keeper, and has made a happy home for her family. She's a worry wart (claims she inherited it). She has been very loving to us. She loves to go places with art. How often did I say, "Let's ask D----", and she is always ready.
R---- A----: I never knew a young girl that loved children like R---- did. Even at her wedding she had the small children on the program. She has been a very loving and sweet daughter. She has a real job to do now, and I know she will try her best to keep being the wonderful mother she is. She will stop the most important job to fix a gun belt, or doll dress, etc, etc! She has a wonderful philosophy of life. She really gives me things to think of real often. She sure loves Paul and depends on him very much. She is very frank and very deeply religious. I love her laugh. It's surprising how much I depend on Ruth.
Some thoughts of my own about Mother Ada - By R----
Mom and Dad had a lot of fun just being alive and being together. They loved one another dearly and cared for each other's needs. They loved to tell funny stories about life together. I can't and don't want to tell them all but here goes with a couple of stories:
The chimney was stopped up. Dad had to clean it. So he gives Mom a bushel basket and stands her below the chimney. Then he goes up on the roof with a long handled brush of some kind to clear the chimney. Well, the obstruction came loose all right and filled the lower room. You can only guess just where Mother and her basket fit in this picture. Dad said there was nothing you could see on Mother but her eyes. What did she do about this? She laughed of course. They both laughed "till they cried." They were laughing about this even much later in their lives.
Dad decided he could make an easier way to shell peas. He had been to the cannery and they didn't shell peas by hand so he figured he could just use the washer wringer and run the pods through and the peas would just pop out sweet as you please. Well, it didn't work too well, as you can imagine. I'm not too sure how long it took Mom to laugh this time, but she did. She had a great sense of humor.
I had the notion that when I, the last of the kids, left home the parents were going to be lonely. They gave so much to and for each of us. About the lonely part I couldn't have been more wrong. Shortly after my marriage they bought their first truck camper. Now, at long last they could go fishing. . . Dad's second love. . .and Mother could enjoy it because she didn't have to sleep and eat in the dirt. They bought a boat and with friends and family enjoyed many fishing trips and excursions.
I guess the Safari's on Memorial Day were just about the ultimate fun. As their children were able to acquire their own RV's the fun was non-stop for three days of the Safari. We lived far away during many of these years but Dad and Mother came to Canada every year while we were there and just about any other place they could make for a better family.
They also enjoyed some fabulous trips together to Europe, to spend a month with D----'s family. To Hawaii with friends and family. They went to New Zealand when Vasco and La were on their mission there. And they just plain had fun wherever they were.
When dad retired it seemed to me that the garden got even more beautiful. They then worked together on it, but it was "her" garden and she knew where she got every "start". Each of her flowers were her friends and she truly loved them (in a love flower way).
Mother kept track of time by thinking from Christmas to Christmas. Maybe that is why she looked like Mrs. Santa Clause. Not Christmas really but Christmas Eve. We weren't allowed to sing Christmas songs or talk about Christmas until after Thanksgiving. Then we sang all the Christmas songs we could think of, sometimes with the door open on the heat stove to expose the fire (our fireplace). Mother Ada made sure they gave a gift to each adult and child. Many times she made the gifts and they were the best.
There was magic in the air on Christmas Eve. The folks made it so great. It had to be just sooo! With oysters and crackers for the old timers, chili and crackers for the wimps, Lila's fruit cake, Bertie's place markers, Dad's pink popcorn, the contributions of each one of us was so important. Mother would set the table early in the day so that she could get it just right with all the plates, decorations and salt shakers in place and ready. I think she had the "Christmas Creeps". After dinner came the program-we sang all of the songs we could think of. Mother was in charge of the program-each person knew they were to perform some Christmas thing, from the youngest to the oldest. At last we sang "Silent Night" and the families departed to their own homes. It was awesome!
"Christmas Gift" was the official greeting of Christmas morning! This day was more relaxed but always great as the folks tried to visit the homes of each of the children who lived nearby. We were all very loved!!
In 1966 Poppy and Mother celebrated their 50th Wedding anniversary. Mother had a beautiful gold dress. It was a great day. We, all us kids and our spouses, went to the Salt Lake Temple together. It was wonderful. Afterward there was an open-house at their home, I felt humbly proud to be part of their family.
When 60 years rolled around we did the Temple Thing again. This time it was the Provo Temple. Dad was working as a Temple worker there at that time. Now all of the kids, their spouses and even a few of the adult Grandchildren were there with their spouses. It was a beautiful time. Mother Ada wanted all of her girls to be bridesmaids, so we chose blue gingham and had dresses alike. It was fun. That night there was a big open house at the church. Hundreds of friends and family were there to pay them honor. Laurine made a wedding cake for them.
On January 10, 1980 the lights went out in Mother's life. Dad died. (What else can I say?) They were married 64 years on this earth and will be together forever in the eternities.
Mother was born September 13, 1894
She died May 23, 1980
She was wonderful!
By Ruth Ada Madsen Reese
Ada Beulah Anderson a history by her family
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Ada Beulah Anderson
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Ada Beulah Anderson was born "Over Sanpitch" Sept. 13, 1894. To get to the farm where she was born, you had to cross the San Pitch river-hence the name. Her parents were James T. and Martha Caroline Thomander Anderson. Their home was one large room which was plastered with cattail leaves and clay, and a lean-to.
Travel was by wagon and going to Ephraim (about 5 miles away) to visit Grandma Thomander was a big trip.
Home in EphriamAt the age of six, Ada moved with her family to Ephraim. Very alert she learned many things. Her Sunday School teacher taught her the power of prayer to help find lost items. Also, she was told that she was stepping on the first rung of the ladder leading to Heaven. She looked everywhere for that ladder.
Ada started school at the age of six. She wore homemade clothing of flannel underwear and outer flannel petticoats, dresses clear down to the buttoned shoe tops, and scarves for her head. Schools were not as warm as they are now. That year Ada had a bad case of jaundice and was poisoned when her mother cooked rhubarb in a tin pan.
While in Ephraim there was a drought. Everyone had to take clothes or sacks to drive grasshoppers into a ditch where they were burned.
Ada was baptized at age 8 in the Manti Temple. She and another girl wandered all over the Temple and even slid down the winding stairway. Ada was always a little girl with long golden curls.
They were very poor-no work could be found in Ephraim-for a brief time they moved to Castle Dale, then back to Ephraim. Her father left for Oregon to work in lumber camps but because of a broken leg, that didn't work out.
When Ada was nine the family moved to Castle Gate to work in the coal mines. The Italians went on strike and the National Guard was called in to drive them out of the company homes and keep them from returning. Hugh and Ada became good friends with the guards.
Ada learned quickly in school and got a double promotion. She loved school and Sunday School. In 1904 a cloudburst hit and flooded the mines and in 1905 the family began buying a farm in Spring Glen. She made friends quickly and had some good times herding the cows with Hugh and taking care of little sister Lea.
The farm was sold and a farm was purchased in Lake View. The family rented a freight car to take everything-wagons, horses, chickens, cows and furniture-to their new home. The next day Ada walked to school with Zetella Goodridge who became a life long "best" friend. It was here at school where Ada first saw a young boy no taller than she with light colored hair and a clean just scrubbed look. He was Spen Madsen and he had quite an impact on her life. Soon they found ways to be together in a crowd and sometimes he would walk her home. Ada worked for 2 years at the Madsen Store and stayed most nights there.
Ada's first job in the Church began in 1907 when she was Primary Secretary. In Lake View she was a member of the 1st Beehive Class. In 1910 she was called to teach Sunday School which was hard because she was about the same age as those she taught.
When she graduated from the 8th grade, in 1910, Ada had the highest record in Alpine District.
In 1911 her family sold out and moved to Richfield. A year later they moved back to Lake View and Ada found Spen had grown 7 inches.
In 1913 the family moved to Ogden. Ada and Dru worked the next 4 years at Shupe Williams Candy Factory, 10 hours a day, 6 days a week for $35.00 a month.
Ada was going "steady" with a fellow from Richfield when Spen wrote and asked if she would come to Salt Lake City to hear his male Chorus sing. Ada felt this was safe, no one would know, so she went. As she got off the train she met 3 friends of her "steady" from Richfield. That was that. Spen and Ada wrote often and visited whenever they could. Spen bought a motorcycle which was easier than getting to Ogden by train.
Ada taught Sunday School and was in the YLMIA for 2 years.
Mother Ada & Poppy young couple Christmas 1915 was spent in Spring Glen. On Christmas Eve Spen put a diamond ring on Ada's finger. They hoped he would get a mission call, but none came so they were married in the Salt Lake Temple. The Madsens were waiting when they came out of the Temple and they escorted Spen and Ada to Ogden for a wedding dinner. Spen and Ada moved into a little home by the Church in Lake View and it was "home" for the next 4 years. D---, Milo and Leone were born while they lived there.
Ada was quite homesick when first married, but after one trip home things got better. Spen played basketball and was at practice a lot. It was a very cold winter that first year of marriage, but they had friends drop in to play games and eat popcorn. Ada had trouble with her health when expecting D--- and when he was born they were both sick due to toxemia. It took months for Ada to regain her health. They took D--- to church in a basket and he slept while Ada taught Sunday School.
On April 14, 1919 a healthy and cute Milo was born. Spen was MIA President and Scout Leader-busy, busy. Also, in 1918 a serious flu hit the community. No Church, no school, no get-togethers of any kind. Ada and Spen did not get the flu but several ward members died. D--- and Milo loved to watch "Papa" work in the barn. Spen was building a house south of where they lived and across the lane from Grandpa and Grandma Madsen. He had bought 1/3 of the material that had been the dance hall. It was a massive job just getting the lumber ready to use. The day the chimney was to be put up, February 18, 1922, was the day Leone decided to be born. It was a difficult birth because the baby was turned wrong. Spen was now in the Bishopric and Ada taught in MIA. Besides Church work Spen played basketball and baseball every chance he got. When Leone was 6 weeks old they moved into the home that was theirs the rest of their lives. For the first year they carried water for a block or more then they dug their own well. The toilet was a path.
Ada weighed 117 when she was married and was back to that weight after 3 babies. But in 1924 with a new baby on the way, Ada put on weight that she never lost again. Six weeks before the baby was born, Spen nearly lost his life in a terrible snow slide over Bridal Veil Falls in Provo Canyon. The shock was difficult to live with. When they found the body of their brother-in-law Don Allred who had been killed in the slide, it was somewhat easier. This new baby girl was very hard to get here, weighing 12 pounds and being born at home on June 29, 1924. By now Ada was very busy at home. B--- was a doll with natural curls. From then on the joke was that everything happened after B--- was born. Ada was very busy, she couldn't lose the weight. As always there were Church callings. From 1923-1930 Ada was Seagull Advisor and Senior Class Leader. She became a counselor in the MIA in 1925. Always a lover of flowers, Ada set out to have a flower garden. From friends and loved ones she got starts and grew her "memory garden." She remembered where she got each kind of flower.
When she was expecting S--- she got a funny feeling that she was not going to live through his birth. She knew she was going to die. Spen wouldn't listen to her so she made her plans. They had a new doctor, Dr. Fred Taylor. About 6 weeks before S--- was born someone came running from the baseball field to tell Ada that Spen had been seriously hurt. He had been hit in the head with a bat. He was in and out of a coma for 14 days. Also, the children had whopping cough. Ada was up all hours with Spen and coughing children. She still had the feeling that she was going to die. Spen had never been ill in his life so it was difficult to care for him when his head was broken. Ada kept herself in check until Leone cut all her hair off. That was the last straw. Ada cried and cried.
When Ada came to after S--- was born, she was surprised to be alive with a bright alert boy.
Spen got a job at the Pipe Plant which meant getting up (along with D--- and Milo) to milk the cows at 3:30 each morning so he could get to work.
Lakeview HomeIn July 1927 the family moved to Spring Glen so Spen could help build the school house. Silas and Lucretia (a sister) had a home for the family to live in. Ada and Spen enjoyed the time spent there and the children enjoyed being with their cousins. They returned to Lake View in January 1928 and Spen became bishop. It was the beginning of the great depression and was a very difficult time for a bishop's family.
In 1929 Ada was not well while expecting baby LaVor. When he was born she didn't have enough food for him and mothers didn't give bottles back then. He cried so much, but when given proper food he was happy and healthy.
In 1930-31 Ada was Primary President. Then, she was called to be Secretary in the Relief Society. At that time primary girls gathered what was called "Sunday Eggs" from homes in the ward for the poor.
Having not felt well since LaVor was born, and since she was again expecting, Ada had to cut back on church work. February 8, 1932 Do--- was born. One foot came out first and it was a difficult birth. 48 hours later a golden curly-haired doll was born. She was called "Baby Do---" for the next 4 1/2 years.
Ada was now very busy with her family. At the age of 41 she found there was to be another baby and she was quite ill. Most of the time she lived on oranges. When R--- came, Ada was closer to dying than ever before. She should have been given blood, but despite the problems and a home delivery, a beautiful girl with blond curls became part of their family.
When R--- was six months old life changed again. D--- was called on a mission to Denmark. The 8 children were only together six months.
Back into church work Ada taught the Jr. Class in MIA. One of her girls was Dor--- T--- who later married S---..
Milo married L--- F--- while Duane was on his mission. Ada and Spen went with them to the Salt Lake Temple. In 1941, Nov. 1, D--- and Eth--- J--- were married in the Salt Lake Temple. Ada and Spen, Milo and L--- were there.
On April 3 1942, Leone and Wayne Blair were married in the Salt Lake Temple. They were joined by Spen and Ada, Duane and Ethelyn, Milo and L---..
On February 2, 1944 B--- and Elman Jackson were married in the Salt Lake Temple. Spen and Ada, Milo, L---, the Jacksons and friends gathered to be with them.
On June 3, 1946 S--- and Dor--- chose to be married in the Salt Lake Temple. Spen, Ada , Milo, L---, Wayne and Leone were there.
On June 23, 1948 LaVor and F--- R--- chose to be married in the Manti Temple. More of the family could go now. Spen, Ada, Milo, L---, Wayne, Leone, Elman, B---, S--- and Dor---. It was so great to have a family who could go into the temple together.
On September 12, 1950, Do--- and A--- P--- were married in the Salt Lake Temple. Besides Spen and Ada there were Milo, L---, Elman, B---, LaVor, F---, S--- and Dor---.
When R--- and P--- R--- were married in the Salt Lake Temple on June 7, 1954 Spen and Ada were there with D---, E---, Milo, L---, Wayne, Leone, Elman, B---, S---, LaVor, A--- and Do---. Dor--- and F--- were expecting babies at that time.
How life had changed for Spen and Ada. From a full house back to just the two of them.
Spen and Ada were able to take some wonderful trips. One was to Germany and to visit Duane and Ethelyn. They toured Italy and then took a neat trip through Sweden where they met relatives of Ada's. They also went into Norway where Spen's mother was born. Then Denmark and the area where Peter Madsen Sr. was born.
Another trip was a church tour back east. Then they went to the southern Pacific; Samoa and New Zealand were some of the places they visited.
For many years Spen and Ada had season tickets for the BYU basketball games. Another thing they enjoyed were the yearly campouts with the family.
Fishing was a very enjoyable thing for Spen and Ada. They had some very good fishing friends.
In 1976, on November 8, Spen and Ada celebrated their 60th Wedding Anniversary. All their children were present at the Provo Temple. Also, a number of grandchildren and Ada's two sisters Luella and Zoy were there. All the daughters and daughters-in-law were dressed in look-a-like dresses. Ada had a dress made of the same material. A wonderful dinner was served in the hall at Lake View Chapel. 43 family members were in the temple and well over 100 at the dinner.
The years were taking their toll on Spen and Ada's health. With such a full life they had so many good memories they could relax a little bit. The last family party was Christmas Eve at the family home in Lake View. It was apparent that Spen was fading. On January 10, l980 Spen left this life to graduate to a better place. Ada was not happy here without her Spen and rather lost her will to live. She was called up to join him on May 23, 1980. They left wonderful memories and many family members to carry on the values.
Madsen Family 1945