Claude Leslie Hall

23 Mar 1902 - 30 Mar 2004


Claude Leslie Hall

23 Mar 1902 - 30 Mar 2004
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Claude Leslie Hall


Riverside Thomas Cemetery

939-949 State Highway 39
Blackfoot, Bingham, Idaho
United States

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Our Children Herb Odell Doris Carol Marsha Joyce Linnea Barbara


September 17, 2012


September 17, 2012

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The Contest For The Biggest Fish

Contributor: Turpinca Created: 1 year ago Updated: 1 year ago

When we went fishing out at Mackay in the summer. My Uncle Tuffy (his real name was Elmer, but we called him Tuffy) and his family would come. First of all they would have a contest between my Dad and Tuffy, to see who could catch the biggest fish. As a young girl, I remember them both running around to see who could find the best "fishing holes". It was quite a contest for them both. I can't really remember who caught the biggest one, but it was a hoot to watch them compete. Dad liked to fish, when he finally took time off from the farm. He'd take our family for 2 or 3 days. I remember we stayed in a motel, my Mom, my sisters and I. We went to the Lutheran Church, my Dad did not attend with us. It was was very special to do that with my family.

A Sticking Story

Contributor: Turpinca Created: 1 year ago Updated: 1 year ago

My Dad told me about one time when he was just a kid. He was playing with other boys, in the streets. It was fairly cold. There was this metal pole; some of the boys dared my Dad to put his tongue on the cold pole. You can guess what happened. He put his tongue flat on the pole and it stuck! You can imagine how painful it was! My Dad never told me how he fared with this "sticking story". Somehow, he got it off of the pole and vowed that he would never do that again.

Funny Stories About Funny People - The Halls

Contributor: Turpinca Created: 1 year ago Updated: 1 year ago

Story #1: This is a story about Groucho Marx on television. We were all watching one of his movies, one night. All I can remember is that Groucho Marx, in this fancy home, for some reason was hanging on a chandelier. Dad started laughing, hard; us kids followed. We kids were rolling on the floor - it was so funny. That's the first time I really saw my Dad's sense of humor and the humor we inherited from him. I've always told people that were going to get married to have a barrel of laughter in their marriage. It's one of the most important elements of a healthy union.. I've just got to relate that up in Idaho Falls at a LDS Special Interests Dance the people were supposed to dress up. It may have been Halloween, but I'm not sure. I dressed up like Groucho Marx, and my friend dressed up like Harpo. I used to like to make costumes. As the dance proceeded, my costume was one of the best. I had an old baggy suit on; with a flower in the lapel, a black wig and horn-rimmed black glasses with a mustache and bushy eyebrows. I also had a cigar, a bubble gum one. As the music played, I proceeded to walk like Groucho, and dance with different women. I was a crazy woman. I won the prize.

I Raised You To Be Fighters

Contributor: Turpinca Created: 1 year ago Updated: 1 year ago

The title of this story was something my Dad told us girls - his daughters - when we were able to help him on the farm. Sometimes, the work was somewhat challenging for girls to do, but as we got older we began to understand what he was telling us. When we were in High School, we were helping him to raise top-notch potatoes. He would have us cut the seed, in the Spring. He would then plant them in the fields. Then, in the Summer we would help irrigate with siphon tubes. We used our hands to dip the tubes in the water, and make a vacuum so that the water would go in the tube and come out the other end. We placed them over the ditch into the rows of potatoes. Then, Dad would monitor them sufficiently to see when the watering was done. Then the tubes were collected. That's enough about irrigating potatoes, on the farm. Sometimes later we helped Dad on the reservation, to move 4-inch lines from one row to another row. Two of us daughters would tackle the lines that were in the potato row, and move them to another row. I remember one time that my sister, Linnea, was helping me do a line at the end of the pipe was stuck in the mud and I was in the center of the line. And so I moved the pipe as much as I could; it came out of the mud. And, then, it hit her in the chin. This is how I remember it, but I'm not sure this is the real story about the situation. It was not very humorous for Linnea, but to me it was a little

The Outdoor Throne

Contributor: Turpinca Created: 1 year ago Updated: 1 year ago

As a child, our family did not know what an indoor throne was; our throne was called "The Outhouse". It was close to our home; sometimes - not close enough. Our Dad had built it for the family to make use of. I think we used toilet paper. Up in my Mother's parents throne, I remember using the yellow pages from catalogs. We all never knew different, as we were brought up to be told how to use them. Sometimes when we were little, I think we were afraid of falling in the hole. Dad built it right for us. There was a tradition at Halloween time, older kids would push them over creating a mess for the one who owned them; I don't recall having ours knocked over. It was just the way of life, for us to use the "Throne". Through the nights - if we had to go - Mom put out a portable slop jar, was what she called it. I remember, as a little girl, I had to go during the night. It was so dark, I couldn't see where it was. I remember I wet the bed which my sisters were all sleeping in, on them too. I've never forgotten that. I don't remember my sisters saying anything to me about it. I think I told my Mom; and, she consoled me. In a short time, we moved up to our new home, up the road from our small wooden one. One of the special things that Dad put in the home was an indoor toilet for our family to use. It was so special to all of us, even though it was five daughters. We had to cooperate, taking turns using the bathroom. If we had to use it, and someone else was in there, we would knock on the door and say if we had go #1 or #2. So we learned patience with our new "Indoor Throne".

Family Fiascos

Contributor: Turpinca Created: 1 year ago Updated: 1 year ago

When we we growing up as children we played a variety of games. One I remember was when we were playing Annie -I-Over, I threw an old can to get it over. Instead, of going over, it went through a tall window and broke it in a few pieces. Dad come out of the house hoppin' mad and spanked me royally. My heart was broken. I started sobbing with tears and all. Then I remember Mother come out and said help me make a salad. That consoled me. I think Dad felt worse then I did. He had a hot temper, but he tried to control it. That's about all of that memory. Another time we were playing with a baseball. There were four of us playing at the time. Herbie, my oldest brother, threw it at my sister, Linnea. She caught it with her stomach and doubled over to catch her breath. I recall that I started to jump up and down and cried out she's dying, she' dying. I must have been a rather sensitive child where my siblings were concerned. Anyway, my sister came around in a short time and we were happy about that. I think my brother was glad that my sister was OK. As brothers and sisters we did love each other and were concerned about each others welfare. With yours, mine, and ours there were some challenges that our family had to face. But, we were made out of strong stock from our parents and ancestors. In that, we were blessed.

The Saga of Sawmill

Contributor: Turpinca Created: 1 year ago Updated: 1 year ago

I recall when we went camping and fishing to the place called "The Sawmill". It was north of our home in Pingree, Idaho. I remember our family and my brother's family being there. One thing that stands out in my mind is my brother's yellow convertible. Us girls sure liked it. I think we may have even ridden in it, but I don't remember for sure. Anyway, it was a special treat for us to be introduced to it on our trip to Sawmill. I recall we did all the things that campers do - fix fried fish over an open fire. Of course my Dad and my brother caught them for us all. The women visited and children had a wonderful time playing. I recall that there was a mountain by the road, which was by the campsite. The place was different than what we had been to before. I think there was salmon to be caught; and rainbow trout were plentiful. I think us kids were not old enough to do much fishing. We enjoyed the food and the company. I remember pictures were taken of us daughters and my brother's family; i guess we took pictures of my Mom and Dad too. All of the pictures are probably in family albums. I don't think we have ever forgotten our trip to Sawmill and how fun it was. We didn't go there a lot afterwards, if at all. We did go to Mackay every summer, and enjoyed it - as a family tradition.

Dad Hall's Stories Of Humor

Contributor: Turpinca Created: 1 year ago Updated: 1 year ago

Dad was in the fields and came in for a meal (maybe lunch). He could find nothing to eat that was prepared, so he looked in the fridge and spied a package of raw hot dogs or wieners (whatever you want to call them). He proceeded to take the package out and began eating one, then two, then three, then four, then five, then six, and last of all seven. Mom had put a casserole in the oven, but he never found it. At this point, the wieners started doing their thing, gave him the worst bellyache that he'd ever known. He thought that he was going to die, a hard death. So he thought: "I need some help." So, he drove up to his brother's place in Rockford and proceeded to ask them to take him to the hospital. He told them what he had done, then they convinced him that he wasn't going to die. That that was the price he paid for eating seven raw wieners, one right after the other. He chose to believe them, and settled down. My Mom got home. She told him there was a casserole in the over; why didn't he get it. Anyway, to reassure him she told him to take an Alka-Seltzer, and rest. A typical man, to think he was going to die that easy. The end of this story is that don't eat seven raw wieners for lunch, even if you're hungry.

Memories of Christmases Past

Contributor: Turpinca Created: 1 year ago Updated: 1 year ago

As I recall - Christmas was a special holiday for our family. We would get a little Christmas tree, from our local store. We didn't cut our own. Then came the decorating. It seemed that Mom and Dad had beautiful lights and special angels for the top. We all joined in to decorate the tree. The tinsel was so fun to put on the tree. After we got the tree up, and finished, we were eager to plan an excursion to town, to Blackfoot. I remember Mom and Dad gave us the money to buy gifts for each other. We would go to local nickel-and-dime stores, and purchase little items that the person we were buying for would enjoy. One thing that stands out in my mind was a little heart-shaped bottle of perfume for one of my sisters. Another one was a box full of different flavored Lifesavers. We treasured our purchases so that the ones we were buying them for would not know what they were. Everything cost so little, compared to the prices of today. We were so satisfied with little things! Not like the big things that people give today. I remember a Christmas party that we had with Mom's family - her parents, her brothers, and their children. Her brothers were Floyd, Kenneth, Marvin and Vaughn. We had such good things to eat. I think it was potluck. Grandma Karlsson always made a beautiful cake, for all to enjoy. My mother was a good cook. She made the basics - of a Christmas meal. I remember the men making Tom and Jerry's ( a drink made with eggs or egg whites, powdered sugar, brandy, rum, whiskey, or whatever!) I'm not sure what all was in that special holiday drink, the children were not allowed to drink it. That was the drink, and then we would settle down and have our meal. Mom enjoyed cooking our "farmhouse Christmas feast" - with the help of the ladies there. After the Christmas meal, we had wonderful desserts, that were so good. We then exchanged gifts for the older people. The younger ones would save theirs for Christmas morning, in their home. We played some board games, watched television, etc.; we just enjoyed being together. I remember that some of the Christmases Dad would buy the gifts for us daughters. I remember receiving a striped sweater - when I was in Junior High. Mom would pick out special things for each one of us. Sometimes it was a lot of snow, and sometimes it was less snow. Us children enjoyed playing games in the snow, if it was light enough. All in all, it was a Family Affair that we all remembered.

Carol Is Just Like A Sister That We All Love

Contributor: Turpinca Created: 1 year ago Updated: 1 year ago

When I am asked how many children were in our family, I tell them eight - yours, mine and ours. My Mother had a girl, Carol Patricia (Smith) Steffenson. My Mother and Carol's Father had gotten a divorce. When Carol was 4 or 5 years old, my Mother married my Dad (April 18, 1942). My Mother had been living with her parents with Carol. Mother had gone to work in Idaho Falls; she worked at some of the nicer homes, in Idaho Falls. Carol was the "apple" of her Grandpa's "eye" (Grandpa Karlsson), she loved being there with her grandparents. It was hard to move to the Pingree/Rockford area. I do not know all the details of her transition. In time, she became the big sister to us four girls - Marsha, Joyce, Linnea and Barbara. As I've said in the title, she was always like one of us. We grew to love her, as she helped my mother with all of us sisters. We always treated her like she was our big sister. We looked up to her and her example. She was full of fun, and pretty - too. She married at a young age of seventeen, to Jerry Wayne Steffenson. She had a little boy, Barry Lynn (I'm not sure of what his last name was). Jerry adopted him, as his son. Carol and Jerry went on to have a daughter, Pamela Ann, and another son (Tony Wayne). She's had a good life (a little hard, at times). They lost their son, Barry, in a car accident in May of 1972; that was hard for them. It was the night of his graduation from High School. When Carol and I were standing in the mortuary, Carol said that Barry's spirit told her that it was the end of his mission, on earth. I'm sure that it was very consoling to her, for her heart was broken. She grieved for a long time, but not as long as some people do. My Dad, who had lost family in death (including his mother, his stepmothers, his brothers, his first wife, a grandson, and perhaps other family members - I can't recall), told her how hard it was and that she needed to keep it in her heart, but to let go of it in her mind and put her son in God's hands. Carol did so, and concentrated on more of her family members and her own mission on earth. She worked out of the home, which kept her busy around the public people. She chose to do waitress work, and - later - a grocery clerk. She reached out; she was in a community play; she exercised regularly and ran in marathons (for her age group). She had an excessive amount of energy and directed it towards her family and others. She was an instructor in Weight Watchers and advised Junior High Cheerleaders for a number of years. With her job, she served the public in Soda Springs and everyone enjoyed Carol's vivacious personality; she was considered to be a "sweetheart", to almost everyone. Today - she is no longer a grocery checker, but has taken on a job of being a "food demonstrator"; she won't say quit. She loves to shop and has bought a nice wardrobe - and treasures of all kinds; she has a "green thumb" and has many plants, inside and outside her home. She loved souvenirs that she has gathered from all of her trips through the Oregon Coast, Alaska, Hawaii, Italy, and perhaps even a cruise. She also treasures many things given to her by her husband, Jerry. She loves to decorate her home; and it is, indeed, a heaven on earth. She is very loved by us four sisters. She has attended many of our special occasions and we all look up to her example and the love she has for family and friends.

My Dad, A Self-Made Man

Contributor: Turpinca Created: 1 year ago Updated: 1 year ago

This is full of facts, with some fiction put in to tie them together (when I don't know the details). My Dad was probably born at home, in Waltridge, Walburn, Arkansas, United States; the date was March 23, 1902. The weather at that time of March probably was not all that good, but I assume there was either a doctor or a midwife around. I imagine my Dad was more average weight (than small or big), and probably had a head full of kinky black hair. His Dad had kinky black hair, as well. He always said that he took after the Eubank line. His Mother was named Mary "Molly" Eubank Hall. His Father's name was Thomas Arthur Hall. They were a young couple, and they had two other children - Edna and Herb. Dad Hall was the third child; and Elmer was the baby. I'm sure Dad's infant years were enjoyable for him and his siblings. Those good years came to a stop when their mother, Molly, got typhoid fever so bad that it took her life. This was a hard time for Dad's father, I'm sure he was heartbroken; I'm sure it devastated the children, as well. My Father was 3 or 3 1/2 years old, when he lost his mother. I do not know what transpired after Molly's death. I assume that Thomas, Dad's dad, had to care for the children - with the help of family. The oldest, and only, daughter, Edna, did her best to help care for her siblings. The next thing I've learned was that Thomas chose to come to Idaho, with his little brood by train. I'm not sure what transpired, after that trip.

Life timeline of Claude Leslie Hall

Claude Leslie Hall was born on 23 Mar 1902
Claude Leslie Hall was 15 years old when Tsar Nicholas II of Russia was forced to abdicate in the February Revolution, ending three centuries of Romanov rule. Nicholas II or Nikolai II, known as Saint Nicholas in the Russian Orthodox Church, was the last Emperor of Russia, ruling from 1 November 1894 until his forced abdication on 15 March 1917. His reign saw the fall of the Russian Empire from one of the foremost great powers of the world to economic and military collapse. He was given the nickname Nicholas the Bloody or Vile Nicholas by his political adversaries due to the Khodynka Tragedy, anti-Semitic pogroms, Bloody Sunday, the violent suppression of the 1905 Russian Revolution, the executions of political opponents, and his perceived responsibility for the Russo-Japanese War (1904-1905). Soviet historians portray Nicholas as a weak and incompetent leader whose decisions led to military defeats and the deaths of millions of his subjects.
Claude Leslie Hall was 26 years old when Walt Disney character Mickey Mouse premieres in his first cartoon, "Plane Crazy". Walter Elias Disney was an American entrepreneur, animator, voice actor and film producer. A pioneer of the American animation industry, he introduced several developments in the production of cartoons. As a film producer, Disney holds the record for most Academy Awards earned by an individual, having won 22 Oscars from 59 nominations. He was presented with two Golden Globe Special Achievement Awards and an Emmy Award, among other honors. Several of his films are included in the National Film Registry by the Library of Congress.
Claude Leslie Hall was 37 years old when World War II: Nazi Germany and Slovakia invade Poland, beginning the European phase of World War II. World War II, also known as the Second World War, was a global war that lasted from 1939 to 1945, although conflicts reflecting the ideological clash between what would become the Allied and Axis blocs began earlier. The vast majority of the world's countries—including all of the great powers—eventually formed two opposing military alliances: the Allies and the Axis. It was the most global war in history; it directly involved more than 100 million people from over 30 countries. In a state of total war, the major participants threw their entire economic, industrial, and scientific capabilities behind the war effort, blurring the distinction between civilian and military resources. World War II was the deadliest conflict in human history, marked by 50 to 85 million fatalities, most of whom were civilians in the Soviet Union and China. It included massacres, the genocide of the Holocaust, strategic bombing, premeditated death from starvation and disease and the only use of nuclear weapons in war.
Claude Leslie Hall was 43 years old when World War II: German forces in the west agree to an unconditional surrender. The German Instrument of Surrender ended World War II in Europe. The definitive text was signed in Karlshorst, Berlin, on the night of 8 May 1945 by representatives of the three armed services of the Oberkommando der Wehrmacht (OKW) and the Allied Expeditionary Force together with the Supreme High Command of the Red Army, with further French and US representatives signing as witnesses. The signing took place 9 May 1945 at 00:16 local time.
Claude Leslie Hall was 56 years old when Space Race: Launch of Sputnik 1, the first artificial satellite to orbit the Earth. The Space Race refers to the 20th-century competition between two Cold War rivals, the Soviet Union (USSR) and the United States (US), for dominance in spaceflight capability. It had its origins in the missile-based nuclear arms race between the two nations that occurred following World War II, aided by captured German missile technology and personnel from the Aggregat program. The technological superiority required for such dominance was seen as necessary for national security, and symbolic of ideological superiority. The Space Race spawned pioneering efforts to launch artificial satellites, uncrewed space probes of the Moon, Venus, and Mars, and human spaceflight in low Earth orbit and to the Moon.
Claude Leslie Hall was 67 years old when During the Apollo 11 mission, Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin became the first humans to walk on the Moon. Apollo 11 was the spaceflight that landed the first two people on the Moon. Mission commander Neil Armstrong and pilot Buzz Aldrin, both American, landed the lunar module Eagle on July 20, 1969, at 20:17 UTC. Armstrong became the first person to step onto the lunar surface six hours after landing on July 21 at 02:56:15 UTC; Aldrin joined him about 20 minutes later. They spent about two and a quarter hours together outside the spacecraft, and collected 47.5 pounds (21.5 kg) of lunar material to bring back to Earth. Michael Collins piloted the command module Columbia alone in lunar orbit while they were on the Moon's surface. Armstrong and Aldrin spent 21.5 hours on the lunar surface before rejoining Columbia in lunar orbit.
Claude Leslie Hall was 77 years old when Jim Jones led more than 900 members of the Peoples Temple to mass murder/suicide in Jonestown, Guyana, hours after some of its members assassinated U.S. Congressman Leo Ryan (pictured). James Warren Jones was an American religious cult leader who initiated and was responsible for a mass suicide and mass murder in Jonestown, Guyana. He considered Jesus Christ as being in compliance with an overarching belief in socialism as the correct social order. Jones was ordained as a Disciples of Christ pastor, and he achieved notoriety as the founder and leader of the Peoples Temple cult.
Claude Leslie Hall was 81 years old when Michael Jackson's Thriller, the best-selling album of all time, was released. Michael Joseph Jackson was an American singer, songwriter, and dancer. Dubbed the "King of Pop", he was one of the most popular entertainers in the world, and was the best-selling music artist during the year of his death. Jackson's contributions to music, dance, and fashion along with his publicized personal life made him a global figure in popular culture for over four decades.
Claude Leslie Hall was 88 years old when Nelson Mandela is released from Victor Verster Prison outside Cape Town, South Africa after 27 years as a political prisoner. Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela was a South African anti-apartheid revolutionary, political leader, and philanthropist who served as President of South Africa from 1994 to 1999. He was the country's first black head of state and the first elected in a fully representative democratic election. His government focused on dismantling the legacy of apartheid by tackling institutionalised racism and fostering racial reconciliation. Ideologically an African nationalist and socialist, he served as President of the African National Congress (ANC) party from 1991 to 1997.
Claude Leslie Hall died on 30 Mar 2004 at the age of 102
Grave record for Claude Leslie Hall (23 Mar 1902 - 30 Mar 2004), BillionGraves Record 2170982 Blackfoot, Bingham, Idaho, United States