So Dear to My Heart 1 - Hyrum Jensen and Ada Margaret Dees
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Compiled from notes of Hyrum Leo Jensen and writings of Ada Jensen Wickham, the son and oldest daughter of Hyrum and Ada Margaret Dees Jensen.
This is an account of the short life of Hyrum Jensen and Ada Margaret Dees. Additional information about their children is included in So Dear to My Heart 2-6. It is a touching story that should be preserved and cherished by their posterity.
This story begins many years ago when Hyrum with his parents, Anton C. Jensen and Maren Mouritsen Jensen, moved to Weston, Idaho. They had a large family. Hyrum the oldest of 13 children, was born in Smithfield, Utah, September 26, 1866. The Jensen's are tall people; Hyrum was six feet in height.
Anton and Maren were Danish people, having come from Denmark in the early years of their lives. They used to talk in Danish whenever they had a secret that was not meant for others to hear. Anton and three of his sons served honorable missions for the L.D.S. Church.
In the little country village of Weston, Idaho, Hyrum grew to young manhood. It was here he met, fell in love, and married Miss Maggie Dees, beautiful dark haired, dark eyed, country girl, slender and of medium height who lived with her parents in an adjoining village a few miles away. She was a gifted woman and always took part in the celebrations. She wrote her own readings and recitations. They were married at Weston in 1892.
A short time after their marriage they homesteaded 160 acres of sagebrush land about 1½ miles north of Weston. Here they built their first home, which was constructed of sawed logs with a lean or slope on the back. The logs were sawed on all four sides and laid on top of one another to form a wall that was plastered on the inside. The sloped room was used as a bedroom and would accommodate three beds along the low side. At the back of the house were a couple of fruit trees and two rows of poplar trees which lined both sides of the walk leading to the house. In this two-room house on the farm six children came into this world.
One day a letter arrived which changed a lifetime of plans and created a great deal of excitement; the Church had called Hyrum on a two-year mission. He had five little children and Maggie was expecting their sixth in February. A date for his departure was set sometime in May, which would allow sufficient time after the birth of the baby for Maggie to regain her strength. Their dream home could wait, the Church meant more to them. Maggie couldn’t run the farm and Leo was only 9, so Hyrum’s sister, Aunt Till Maughan and her husband rented the farm and the livestock and all the machinery would remain where it was. Hyrum owned the first threshing machine in the county that was powered by a steam engine and he owned some of the finest horses in the community. All this must be put aside until his mission was accomplished.
A two-room house about 1½ blocks from Anton Jensen's house in Weston was rented as the family’s home while Hyrum was away. Half-way between the two houses stood the store that Hyrum owned in partnership with his father, Anton, where all kinds of general merchandise was sold. Arrangements were made for Maggie to work part-time in the store.
When the selected day came, Hyrum and Maggie set out for Salt Lake; Hyrum was set apart for a mission in the state of Washington on May 4, 1903. Maggie smiled as she kissed him goodbye at the railroad station and cried as she watched the train until it was completely out of sight and then she turned her footsteps toward home.
Maggie and the children often went back to the farm. One day she found Hyrum’s footprints there in the sands of time. She knelt down and very gently touched them with her hand. What a tender love they possessed for each other, Maggie read Hyrum’s letters over and over again; each time tears, which she couldn’t restrain, made blotches on the ink. The last line of each letter was written to the children, asking them to be good and praying that God would bless them.
Maggie was very busy with six children to care for plus the work in the store; perhaps it was better that way. Peach time came early that year and Maggie canned jar upon jar of beautiful peaches. It was during the canning season that her illness first became apparent. As each day went by she spent more and more hours in bed. Hyrum and Maggie’s parents arrived daily to help in any way they could.
Maggie asked them not to send for Hyrum; every day she would say, "I'll be better tomorrow." But as the tomorrows came and went her condition steadily worsened. Finally a message was sent to Hyrum stating that Maggie was very ill. Only four months had passed away since he left Weston for his mission.
Hyrum arrived home and the children were placed in homes of relatives. Maggie’s greatest concern was her love for her children. She asked that they be kept neat and clean. The doctors who had been in attendance diagnosed her illness as Typhoid Fever; in those days this was nearly always fatal. She begged for food, which was not permissible if one had this fever. To deny her food, was the hardest task they had ever been asked to do. Yet, with all these safety precautions, Maggie died September 30, 1903, having spent just twenty-nine years on earth.
In a small pocket diary Hyrum used in the mission field, he wrote with such tenderness and feeling, a day-to-day report of Maggie’s condition:
“Received word to come home. Dear Maggie was very sick. Started home on the 23rd of September. Arrived September 24, 1903—9:15 o'clock. Dear Maggie a little better.
September 25 improving
" 26 not quite so well
" 27 about the same
" 28 growing weaker
" 29 growing weaker
" 30 Dear wife died . . . . . . . . . . . . . .5:47 a.m.
October 2nd Dear Maggie was laid to rest. . . .3:40 p.m.”
The death of Maggie touched the hearts of all the people in the valley. The chapel was filled to capacity the day of her funeral.
Hyrum didn't move back on the farm, but stayed on in the little house. Many times, in the early morning hours, while the children were asleep, he would dress and visit Maggie’s grave. Weeks passed and misfortune struck again; Hyrum had contacted Small Pox, which was very contagious and often dangerous. The house was quarantined and no one was allowed to leave or enter. Medicine and groceries were left on the porch. Hyrum was fighting a losing game. Tears, he couldn't control, dampened the children’s hair which he tried to comb. Each night the family knelt around the bed while Hyrum prayed for help. How joyful was the day when the quarantine was lifted.
Months passed swiftly by when tragedy entered the home once more. A physician from Utah arrived and found that Hyrum’s appendix had ruptured. An operation, it was decided, would not save his life. Again, medical knowledge along this line was limited.
In the early morning hours of May 4, 1904, Hyrum told those gathered around his bedside, that Maggie had come for him. A deathlike silence filled the room. Then someone suggested a will, but Hyrum declined, saying that it was too late now. Instead, he called those in the room as witnesses, saying:
"There's Father, there's Grandpa and Grandma Dees, here's me and there's God.” extending his hand toward Heaven. "I want my children to have a good education. Love and take good care of my children." He stated his property would be sufficient for all their needs.
Then from among the relatives and friends, Hyrum selected suitable homes for his six children. Ada, Mable, and Grace were to go to John and Ada Dees; Ivy went to Anton and Maren Jensen, and Ila went to Uncle Tom and Aunt Elvira Phillips (Maggie's sister). Leo was to go to Olaf Christensen, a very good friend of Hyrum's.
Hyrum laid his head on the arm of John Dees and then his spirit left this world to join Maggie’s. Above the bed on the wall, was their marriage license which read; Mr. Hyrum Jensen and Miss Maggie Dees - united in marriage at Weston, Idaho - November 22, A.D. 1892. There was also a verse, part of which went something like this:
"And now, whatever winds and waves betide,
Two friendly ships are sailing side by side."
Guided From Beyond
Contributor: caligram Created: 1 year ago Updated: 1 year ago
Have you ever wondered about the six orphans who were our parents, grandparents and great-grandparents? Have you ever wondered what happened in their lives after they became adults? I have always had a great desire to know my Jensen grandparents. I admire Grandfather Jensen’s sacrifice and dedication to Jesus Christ that he would willingly leave his family behind and serve an LDS mission to take the Lords’ message of salvation to the people in the state of Washington. Perhaps more courageous and valiant was Grandmother, Maggie Jensen, in being willing to take care of six small children alone without the guiding hand and support of her husband. Little did they even suspect that, within a year’s time, Maggie would be stricken with Typhoid Fever and would pass away within a few months after Hyrum’s departure. Again, they never suspected that within that same year, Hyrum would suffer a ruptured appendix and pass away also, leaving six heart-broken children without parents. The story of their lives and the children’s lives is nothing short of ‘remarkable’. We have great gratitude for the history of their years with the Dees grandparents, written by Aunt Ada Jensen Wickham and so lovingly entitled, So Dear To My Heart. I feel certain that Hyrum and Maggie, as they left this world, felt great love and tremendous concern for their children and have guided their lives from beyond.
We, as cousins, knew each other to an extent; some more than others. As the years have gone by we have lost communication. Most have passed on and at this point, to my knowledge, only four cousins remain, namely Verla Wickham Hardesty, Peggy Coburn McKay, Max Wickham, and Lorraine Jensen Brown. At the time of this writing, I recognize the very recent passing of our cousin, Scott Coburn.
It is my feeling that every life is important and it is also important that some history be left that tells something of every life. To me, it is especially important that the history of the lives of those six Jensen orphans not be lost to their posterity. Each of us, as descendants of Hyrum and Ada Margaret Dees Jensen have, within us, some of their genetic strengths, which I believe include honesty, courage, faith, respect, integrity, humor and a great work ethic. These attributes are evident in the stories of the lives of each of the Jensen siblings. The major purpose of this project is very simple; that the Jensen descendants may come to know and appreciate their wonderful and precious heritage. It is my hope that these brief stories will be read by generations to come, and all these good people will be remembered.
I am grateful to my cousins who have provided me with information about their parents. It has been my great pleasure to communicate with them and renew our love and appreciation for each other.
Grateful thanks must be given to two wonderful people who have been a tremendous help in gathering pictures and information.
My thanks to Laverne Coburn, wife of Dean Coburn and also Beth Wickham, wife of Keith Wickham. They have been great contributors as well as providing me with encouragement.
I ask your forgiveness for any errors you may find. I hope they are only grammatical or typographical. I hope the identifications of pictures are correct and also the content of the histories are accurate and pleasing.
Lorraine Jensen Brown
Daughter of H.L. & Ivie Jensen
Written in 2009
Ila Jensen and Earl Coburn
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Ila Jensen and Earl Coburn
These histories were provided by Peggy Coburn McKay
Ila May Jensen Coburn
Ila May Jensen Coburn was born in Weston, Idaho on Sept. 14, 1896 to Hyrum Jensen and Ada Margaret (Maggie) Dees. She was the third child of six born in this family, one boy and five girls. This family lived in a home between Dayton and Weston, Idaho. When the children were very young, the Church (LDS) called Hyrum on a mission. He moved his family into the little town of Weston, Idaho to a home just south of the cemetery by his parents so that they could help with his family.
Hyrum’s wife, Margaret became very ill while he was on his mission. She died shortly after he came home. Hyrum and Maggie loved each other very much. The story is told that Hyrum died just a few short months after his wife from a broken heart.
After the tragic death of both parents, Maggie’s parents took four of the girls to live with them. The son, Leo was sent to a Christensen family that lived up Weston Creek. The other daughter, Ila was sent to live with an Aunt and Uncle in Dayton. This family was very mean to Ila. Ila was not wanted in the family. There were several times, even when she was not more than ten years old that the family would go places and would leave Ila behind. Several times she would be locked out of the home and she would spend the time in the outhouse behind the home.
She was a very beautiful young woman…tall and thin with very thick dark hair. When she was nineteen she married Earl Coburn in the Tabernacle in Salt Lake City, Utah. They both loved to dance and every week you could find them on the dance floor of the Lincoln School dancing the night away. The Lincoln School was the school that Earl’s dad had given the money and land to build.
Ila always dressed to the hilt and was always wearing her spike heels whenever she dressed up.
Ila and Earl had six children… five boys and one daughter. She was a very proud mother of these children. Ila loved her children very much and took great care of them.
Ila was very hard working and expected her children to do the same. There was no time for idleness in this family. If there was any free time it didn’t stay that way for long. Ila would have to move the furniture and even the whole kitchen. There were times when she would move the kitchen to the bed room and the beds to where the kitchen was. When she grew tired of this arrangement she would make another trade. Ila was always busy as she was an immaculate homemaker with never any dust on the furniture or dirty windows. She was a great cook and there was never a time anyone would visit her home without having to eat something.
Ila and Earl had a very good time when they were young parents and they had a lot of friends who would visit weekly. Ila and Earl’s home was the central meeting place for a lot of the friends around the area.
Ila worked in the Primary and the Relief Society with great vigor. She could always be seen going places to help others and most often in her spike heels because she wanted to be dressed up. She didn’t, however, go to church very much but she made sure that her children made it there. Every Sunday she would have a loaf or two of bread and see to it that her boys went to church and passed the Sacrament. With five boys, one of the boys passed the Sacrament about every week. With five boys dating and going to church it was nothing for Ila to sprinkle and iron 15 white shirts a week. She never wanted her children to look ill dressed.
In 1943 her second son, Dean, was the first person drafted from Franklin County to serve in the armed forces. Ila was very heartbroken at this news. About six months after Dean had left and was serving our country she received word that he had been captured as a prisoner of war. He remained a prisoner until the end of the war. During this time she was faithful at sending packages and letters to him everyday. This was a comfort to her and to Dean. This was a very hard and difficult time for her. She also had two other sons who would serve our country in the armed forces at this time.
Ila loved her children very much and always wanted to do what was best for them sometimes to the point of interfering, but it was all because she loved them. Ila was very close to her only daughter. One day while at her daughter’s home at the ripe old age of 80, she was admiring a set of dishes that Peggy had and told her daughter, who was about 50, that “when you die I get those dishes”. That was always a joke at Peggy’s home thereafter.
Ila was always the boss. Whatever she said went, whether it had to do with the kids or with Earl. This may in part had something to do with the divorce that she and Earl got in 1948. After her divorce she worked in Salt Lake at the Salt Lake Dry Cleaners, The Wagon Wheel Motel in Soda Springs, Idaho and various other jobs that she wanted to try. She lived in numerous areas of Idaho and Utah. She was always on the go just like with her house when she got bored of one area she would trade it for another place. Her daughter and son-in-law were there for most of the moves.
Ila married Carl Jones on May 15, 1952. They resided in Preston for the remainder of his life.
In May of 1966 she received the tragic phone call telling her that her youngest son Ralph was dead. He was living in Arco, Idaho at the time of his death. This news was something that Ila would never recover from. She did continue to move places and to go and do things but the thought of Ralph was ever in her mind. After Carl passed away Ila lived mostly in areas of Idaho by either her sons or her daughter.
Ila was a very energetic lady. She was still driving her own car when she was 78. In fact one day as her daughter and a friend were on their way home from Logan, they got behind a slow truck and the friend, who was driving, didn’t dare go around the truck. It wasn’t long before this little green Chevy came up by their car and also passed the truck and was just a going! Peggy looked over and said “Oh my HELL, that’s my mother”. On another occasion at the age of about 65 or so, she and a friend went to Jackpot, Nevada and when they were tired they slept in the car. She must have been a tough old goat to be able to do that.
Ila lived to the ripe old age of 86 and was always very close to her only daughter. Ila lived in Preston at the time of her passing.
Ila left behind a legacy of independence, thrift, hard work and adventure that can be noticed in many of her posterity.
Earl Alvero Coburn
Earl Alvero Coburn was born August 12, 1891 in Weston, Idaho to Joseph Coburn and Emma Jensen Coburn. Earl was the youngest of eight children born to this union. He was raised in a home of five brothers and two sisters.
Earl and Ila met and were later married in Salt Lake City on February 15, 1915. To this union came a great family of five boys and one girl. He was very proud of that family.
Earl and Ila were great dancers and loved to go dancing each week. Maybe that is where some of his grandchildren and great grandchildren got some of their dancing ability. Earl was one of the sharpest dressers around the area. He was always dressed nice and enjoyed looking good.
Earl and Ila lived in a little home on their property in Dayton, Idaho; there two of the sons were born. They would later move to a larger home on the highway south of Dayton where the rest of the family were born and raised. Later his son Merlin would reside in this home.
Earl and Ila farmed quite a large amount of ground ranging from south of Dayton to Linrose and some of it going east to the river. On this ground they raised hay, grain and sugar beets. Earl knew the meaning of work and it wasn’t the easy kind either. He always boasted that his boys could each thin one acre of beets a day. The family raised sheep, horses, beef cows, and milk cows. Each of the family had their chores that they needed to get done. Earl was never one to leave a project unfinished.
Earl also was very responsible with his finances. The family never had a lot of money in the bank, yet he knew how to use what money he did have wisely. The family was always the first in the neighborhood to have a new car, and new farm machinery. Earl also took great care of the new things that he got. They would last for a long time with his care. Looking at the farm, out buildings and yard you could see that he had a lot of pride in the things that he accomplished.
Earl always saw to it that his children all made it to school. He was the wagon driver (bus driver) for the kids in the neighborhood. He would daily hitch up his team of King and Queen and pick up the kids for school. On the days in the winter when it was cold, he would warm rocks, or bricks in the fire and wrap them in blankets to keep the kids warm on the ride to school.
King and Queen would take the family several places including the weekly trips about five miles away to play cards with their friends. One night while they were playing cards at the neighbor’s home one of the horses died right in the harness. Earl was very saddened by this.
Earl was always a very generous man. If he had something that another needed he was always glad to share. There were at least two families in Weston that was very poor and he always made sure that they had food on the table and some clothes to wear. He would also hire people to do things that didn’t really need to be done just so they could earn some money. In fact, one time he had the home painted which didn’t need to be done because a man that lived near by could do that and he needed a job to earn money.
Earl was always known to be a very honest man. Dewey Campbell, a neighbor in Weston , made the statement that if you ever had a deal with Earl all you needed was a handshake and that was all the insurance that you needed. Whatever he said he would do, he did! He also taught his children the meaning of honesty and integrity several times by example. One day, Merlin who was less than ten years old had been to Charles and Lizzy Jones farm playing and had come home with a horseshoe. The horseshoe was not a new one…it had been used, but this was a form of stealing and Earl made that young man take that horseshoe back to their place and apologize for this mistake. Merlin learned his lesson and never did that again. Years later after Peggy was married, she and Dale were home visiting. Dale, Scott and Ralph went for a ride up on Rattle Snake, a hill behind the farm, and there found a little lamb. They looked and found no other sheep around, and thinking that the owners had just missed this little lamb, they took it home. No sooner had they made it home and Earl heard about this and boy was he mad. He marched right out and tied a rope around the lamb and sent those three back to the mountain to put the lamb back right where they had found it. That lamb was not theirs and he was not going to have any poachers in his family.
Earl did have one problem in his life; he did like to drink some. As time went by he did like to tip that bottle a little more all the time. This, along with being a little stubborn, was part of the problems that led to him and Ila getting a divorce in 1948. After the divorce Earl moved to Ogden, Utah, where he worked at the Army defense depot. He continued to work there until he retired. After he retired he moved to Salt Lake City where he lived the remainder of his life. He died March 23, 1962.
His legacy of honesty and integrity will always live on in the lives of his posterity.
Family of Ila and Earl Coburn:
Merlin Coburn 1916 - 1981 Spouse: Donna Atkinson
Dean Coburn 1918 – 1995 Spouse: Laverne Shaw
Herman Coburn 1921 – 1999 Spouse: Naoma Galloway
Scott D. Coburn 1926 – 2009 Spouse: Lois Gammet
Peggy Coburn McKay 1924 Spouse: Dale McKay
Ralph J. Coburn 1933 – 1963 Spouse: Bertha Lee Bingham
This is a quote from Laverne Coburn, wife of Dean Coburn:
“I got along well with Ila and the children and grandchildren were always happy when she came to visit us. She would usually say ‘Who’s ugly kid do you belong to?’ It didn’t matter whose child they were, this was her way of greeting them.
We had some good times when we moved to Dayton for the two years we lived there while Ralph was in service. We had lots of picnics or visited at each other’s home and we usually made home-made ice cream. I remember saying how she had her clothes line full of her son’s white shirts…I didn’t envy her all of the ironing she had to do.”
Dean’s wife, Laverne, also provided this poem that was written by Ila when her son ,Dean, was taken captive during the war.
I pray to God for you each night,
And for your comrades too,
To let His spirit linger near,
And watch o’er all of you.
I pray He’ll give you courage,
And lessen sorrow some,
I pray He’ll let you soon return
To the harbor of home and love.
Oft at night when I am sleeping,
Up the stairs I hear you creep,
Then I wake to watch and listen
And I find it just a dream.
But, I’ll never stop my praying,
Praying for you night and day,
Asking God, to please watch over my
Dear boy who’s far away.
Ila received official word from the government on January 3rd, that Dean was a captive of the Italian government. She received only one letter from him after he entered the African campaign. The letter arrived November 16th and told of his participation in one major battle there. He remained in a concentration camp until the end of the war.
Much respect and gratefulness go to the many grandchildren of Hyrum and Ada Jensen for their unselfish service and devotion in behalf of our great country
Hyrum Leo and Ivie Page Jensen
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Hyrum Leo and Ivie Page Jensen
H.L. Jensen was known to most of the relatives as “Leo”. Our mother called him “Lee”, but most friends and acquaintances referred to him as “H.L.”. He was a tall man measuring about
6 ft 4 in. Mom said he was among the tallest men in the community. She remarked that when they went to Preston, Idaho to do some shopping, she could always see him above the crowd.
He was a handsome man with dark brown hair and brown eyes and a friendly smile. He had a pleasant, outgoing personality.
Leo was born on August 17, 1893 in Weston, Idaho. He was the oldest child and only son of Hyrum Jensen and Ada Margaret Dees. It was on this farm, about two miles north of town that Leo’s sisters, Ada, Ila, Ivy, Mabel and Grace were also born. In Leo’s autobiography, he describes his father in this way; “he was every inch a man, both physically and spiritually. Had he been permitted to live, I’m sure he would have accumulated much of this world’s goods. Besides his farm he was part owner of a dry goods store and also part owner of the first steam threshing machine in that part of the country.” He describes his mother as ‘a beautiful little, dark complexioned young woman’.
Just a few months before Grace was born, Hyrum, Leo’s father, was called to serve a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day-Saints. Grace was born in February and Hyrum left his wife and six small children on May 4th 1903. He had moved his family into the town of Weston to be close to the grandparents that they might help with the family while he was away on a mission for the Church. However, Elder Hyrum Jensen was only away for four months when he was summoned to return home because of the serious condition of his wife who had become ill with Typhoid Fever. She died on September 30th 1903 leaving her small children without a mother. It’s seems so difficult to comprehend that less than a year later, that the father, Hyrum, would also be taken in death. He died on May 4th, 1904, because of a ruptured appendix.
After Leo and his sisters were orphaned, he lived most of the time with his Grandfather and Grandmother Dees in Dayton, Idaho. Along with Leo, these good grandparents also took Ada, Mabel and Grace. Ivy went to the Jensen grandparents and Ila went to live with an aunt and uncle in Dayton.
Leo became acquainted with the James and Emma Page family, who also lived in Dayton. They were a large family with several girls, one of which was Ivie.The young people enjoyed the community dances where all ages came together for fun and entertainment. Although he danced with many of the girls, his favorite was Ivie. It is said that after a date with Ivie, Leo would sing at the top of his voice while driving his team and buggy home.., waking up the neighbors along the way. They were married in the Salt Lake LDS Temple on October 28th 1914. It was a double wedding with Leo’s sister Ada Jensen and Aaron Wickham.
Leon Page Jensen was born to Ivie and Leo on December 19, 1916 in the hospital in Preston, Idaho. A daughter, Viva, was born on June 15th in Dayton, Idaho and then another son, Dell H. was born on December 24th, 1923.
For most of his life Leo’s occupation was farming. He never owned a tractor, but accomplished most of the work with horse drawn equipment. I have memories of him as he was in the fields either mowing hay or plowing the ground and singing so loudly that he could be heard from anywhere on the farm. Ivie worked along side of Leo, she milked cows and did all she could to help support the family. She was truly a hard worker. Leo had the personality and intelligence to become a good businessman had he had an opportunity to pursue an education. He was a ‘people person’ and would have made a great salesman.
This is a quote from Leon’s history: “ Dad was an accomplished story teller. He liked to read. He was capable of expressing concepts in appropriate language. I well remember the ‘Jack and My Brother’ stories as told to me as a child. They had all kinds of adventures that the mind could imagine or invent. They kept me spellbound and hanging on every word’. These Jack and my Brother stories have survived over the years and some are still being told to great-grandchildren.
In 1928 the family moved to Nampa, Idaho to be near Leo’s sister and brother-in-law, Ada and Dick Wickham. According to Leon, the years in Nampa were good economical years. The family lived in a nice home where they remodeled the kitchen and built a new barn. I remember of my mother telling me of an experience my Dad had in a store in downtown Nampa. The store was displaying a very beautiful and expensive doll. The clerk was explaining how well made the doll was, but mentioned that only the wealthy people could afford to buy one. Apparently Dad was a bit impulsive and didn’t want to be put down by the store clerk so, much to her amazement, he told her to wrap one up and he would take it home for his little girl, Viva.
Dell has recorded some of his memories of their life in Nampa. He said they had a lot of fun with Aunt Ada and Uncle Dick and their family. The cousins were somewhere close to the same age and they all ate together, played together and got in mischief together. He tells of a time in early summer, when the cherries were just getting ripe and all the cousins climbed up into the cherry tree to eat a few cherries and they had the great idea to see if they could throw cherries into some of the few cars that passed by. In those days there was no air conditioning in cars so the windows were always open. Apparently they did this to a car or two with no problem and they were having a great time. The next car came along and they all threw their handfuls of cherries, but this time the man slammed on his brakes and started after them. The kids all scrambled down the tree and Leon and Jay got away, but the others could not keep up and then Viva stumbled and fell down. Leon and Jay came back to face the music and they all got a ‘scotch blessing’.
Dell also remembers of another time in Nampa, when the cousins were together. Leo and Ivie raised a lot of chickens. The chicken coop had three wooden walls and the front was constructed of glass. The cousins had an idea that it would be fun to throw rocks at the glass front and watch it break. Dell said he did not know whose idea this was, but it was fun for a little while. He doesn’t remember the punishment, but was sure they all deserved one. Dell and Lee were about the same age and he remembers a time
when they were approximately 4 or 5 years old. They enjoyed playing together and one day they spotted a beehive in the limbs of a tree and decided to see if they could get any honey out of the hive. They worked at it and got part of the hive down and sure enough, they got some honey. They sat down by the mailbox and ate the honey. He recalled that the miracle of that experience was, that they did not get stung.
During those years the economic conditions changed and it looked like perhaps a depression was coming, Leo thought it might be a good thing to get out of debt. He and Ivie decided to move back to the Idaho Falls area close to where his uncle, George Dees lived. He had enough money to pay cash for a farm in the Ammon area and they could then face the bad economic times without debt. Dell remembers that they loaded up their belongings in a ‘Hoover’ wagon and pulled it behind the car. When they got to Twin Falls there was a bridge they had to cross. This bridge crossed a canyon and the Snake River was way below. The tracks on this bridge where the cars had to drive was only narrow boards and you could look down between the boards and see the waters of the river below. Ivie was very frightened to cross this bridge and insisted that she and the children walk across, so she got the children out of the car and they walked.
She was extremely relieved when Leo was safely across with the car.
When they arrived in Ammon, they found there was a problem and they were not allowed to take possession of the paid for farm. They rented a house in the Shelley, Idaho area to spend the winter. It was here that their last child, Lorraine, was born on the 11th of January,1932.
Leon writes of this time as follows: We had no farm, no cows, and Dad had no job. The winter was unusually severe. If we went anywhere we had to walk, or catch a ride on a horse drawn sleigh. We parked our 1928 Dodge car in a shed. One day when Dad went to check on it, he found that all the tires were missing. They had been stolen”.
When Leo could get possession of the farm and got the family moved in, he soon found out that the mortgage company was starting foreclosure against his property. Although Leo had paid for the farm, we can only assume that he was dealing with very corrupt and dishonest people and the cash payment was never honored, and he had to assume another loan and start over.
The Depression deepened and money was hard to come by. Leo worked at whatever kind of job he could get. The family worked the farm and Leo hired out as a farmhand or any kind of work that would pay something. He and Leon went to Montana and worked the hayfields one summer. The pay was around $1.00 a day. Those were hard years for Leo and Ivie, but everyone was experiencing difficult circumstances. However, Lorraine remember as a child, visiting with neighbors and having oyster suppers together, or sometimes just bread and milk. Everyone made the best of it. During many meals, Dad would not eat the bread so that the children could have what they wanted.
A few years later our family moved to the Coltman area, which was north of Idaho Falls. It was a forty-acre farm and we lived in a basement house. I’m sure my mother was disappointed to move into this type of home. But that was Ivie…always supportive of my Dad and able to make adjustments. She was not a complainer but accepted the situation with a positive attitude. She soon made this house into a comfortable and inviting home. During the ‘war years’ they built a nice comfortable home on the existing basement.
Christmas was always a very important event in the Jensen home. Dell remembers Leon telling about a Christmas when he was just a very young boy, that Leo would suddenly say, “I think I hear him…I think Santy Claus is out there”. Then out the door they would go with Leo running in front, then pulling out a little ‘pop-gun’ which he would shoot….Bang…and he would say, “Oh, I missed him.” Then around and around the house they would go, and….Bang again… but ‘Santy’ would always get away. I think he repeated this Christmas fantasy with all of us. Christmas Eve was always fun when we would gather around the Christmas tree and have a program with songs and stories. This tradition continued through the years. This is a favorite memory of all the Jensen grandchildren of going to Grandpa’s and Grandma’s for Christmas Eve. For weeks before Christmas, the grandchildren would prepare their part on the program complete with all sorts of costumes. The Jensen grandchildren still talk about those family gatherings, which continued until shortly after the death of Ivie.
In about 1950, Leo’s health began to fail. The family was grown and most were married at that time. Leo and Ivie moved into Idaho Falls. While there, he had an opportunity of becoming superintendent of a large recreational park called Tautphaus Park. It had a zoo that was outstanding for such a small town as Idaho Falls. There were also carnival rides that kept the place jumping all summer. They moved into a beautiful log home on the premises of the park. Leo enjoyed being with the animals and interacting with the employees. They enjoyed those years, but the grandchildren enjoyed it the most because it was a fun place to be.
After Leo retired, he and Ivie bought a small trailer house and did a little traveling. They had not seen much of the U.S up to this point. On one of the trips they caravanned with Ada and Dick Wickham and were gone all winter. They went all the way to Key West, Florida, stopping for a length of time at various places along the way. They always enjoyed being with Dick and Ada and they had a great trip. (Ivie kept a journal of that trip).
While in Florida the four of them decided to fly to Cuba. They saw Castro’s heavily armed men everywhere. They enjoyed the beauty of the country and the friendliness of the people, but Ivie said she was very happy when they returned to the United States.
Leo and Ivie built a new brick home located in the northern section of Idaho Falls. This was such a comfortable home for them. It was near the Idaho Falls Temple where they worked as Temple officiators. They truly enjoyed their time working in the Temple. Leo was always a very religious man and served in various callings in the Church.
It was a sad day when Ivie had a small stroke. It didn’t impair her ability to walk or move her limbs, however it did affect her speech to a small degree. She was never very well after that. Three months later, on Feb. 2nd, 1969, she suffered another stroke, which took her life.
Leo was like a fish out of water without Ivie. She had been his best friend and companion. He was very restless and could find no direction in life. Through some friends in the ward, he met Margaret Browning and within a year or two they were married.
Marge, as we called her, was a good companion for Leo. She took good care of him. She was several years younger than Leo and was from the Sunset, Utah area. Within a short time Leo sold the house in Idaho Falls and moved to Layton, Utah. Several of Marge’s children lived close and they all accepted Leo into their families and treated him very well. We, as a family, appreciated the care and companionship Marge gave to our Dad. They had many good years in Layton. Dad enjoyed having a garden and he was glad that they could have vegetables as well as peaches, pears and grapes. Even when his health began to fail, he would sit on a stool and weed the garden.
Leo’s life ended on the 11th of September, 1982 from congestive heart failure. He was 89 years old. To our sorrow, he died alone in a Layton, Utah hospital. We shall always be grateful to this good man and our mother, Ivie, for the happy life they provided for us. We are grateful for the religious influence in our home that has served all of us well throughout our lives.
Leon Page Jensen Wife:Mary Elizabeth Rasmussen
Died: Oct. 31,2000 Died: Sept. 14, 2008
Viva Jensen Husband: Wayne Austin Hammer
Died: October 15, 1981 Died: July 6, 1983
Dell H. Jensen Wife: Agnes Erline West
Died: April, 10, 2001
Lorraine Jensen Husband: Keith Wilding Brown
Died July 8, 2005
Died: July 8, 2005
Mabel Jensen and Samuel Gibb
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Mabel Jensen and Samuel Gibb
Mabel was the fifth child of Hyrum and Maggie Dees. Mabel was born on the 16th of January, 1901. She was just 2 years older than Grace. After the death of her parents, she lived with the Dees grandparents, as did Leo, Ada and Grace.
Mabel and Sam Gibb lived in Twin Falls, Idaho. It is assumed that they lived there most of their married life. Three children were born to them……Emmett, Dewey and Glenn. Their father, Sam, worked for the Fire Department in Twin Falls and later became Chief of the department.
During World War II , Mabel and Sam received the news that no parent ever wants to hear. Their youngest son, Glenn, was killed in action in the south Pacific. He was only 19 years old. He was a paratrooper in the United States Marine corps. This was a terrible shock for the Gibb family. His older brother, Dewey, also a Marine, was wounded in the south Pacific and was given a medical discharge. The oldest son, Emmett, served our country in the Navy. Also, Emmett’s wife, Delpha, served in the Marines. It’s hard to imagine the constant concern and worry that existed for Mabel and Sam during those war years. We owe this family a great debt of gratitude for their sacrifice in behalf of our country.
It is said that Mabel enjoyed playing the slot machines in Jackpot, Nevada. Jackpot was not too far away and it was easy for her to make the trip. This was a drain on their finances, so Sam told her that she would need to find employment to support her hobby. Consequently, she worked for J.C. Penny Company in Twin Falls for a number of years.
There is not much information regarding her family available to us.
Mabel died in 1997 in Contra Costa, California. She lived a long life. It is unfortunate that we do not have more details about this great family.
Aaron and Ada Jensen Wickham
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Aaron and Ada Jensen Wickham
The following is information received from Verla Wickham Hardesty in the year 2008. At this time she is the only surviving sibling in her family.
There are no specifics on how Ada Jensen and Aaron Wickham met. Although no one is sure, it is assumed that they knew each other in their growing up years and lived in the same community. They were married in the Salt Lake City Temple on October 28th, 1914. It was a double wedding with Ada’s brother, Hyrum Leo and Ivie Page.
Aaron and Ada started their married life in Dayton, Idaho, but spent most of their life in Nampa, Idaho. Aaron worked for the Railroad Company, which provided a good living for their family. After he retired from the railroad, he operated a feed and seed mill in Kuna, known as the Kuna Mill.
Aaron Wickham, commonly known as “Dick” was of a rather quiet and calm nature. He loved baseball and enjoyed the sport throughout his life. He was a good catcher and played many years in a City sponsored Softball League. He claimed that the main reason they moved into the Boise area was because Boise had such a good baseball team. His sons, Jay, Ellis and Lee, were also active in baseball. His daughter, Verla, was the cheerleader. Many times they were all on different teams and it was hectic to keep up with all the games. Aaron wanted to be involved with the boys and would umpire a lot of their games. Baseball was a family sport that continued through the years and included a son-in-law, W.E. ‘Bus’ Hardesty. Bus was Verla’s husband and also played many years as a catcher. I can only imagine the bats, balls, and baseball mitts that were abundant in that home and the scramble it took to get everyone to their games on time. Aaron was very loving to his family and was so proud of them. Most children, at times, test the patience of their parents. So it was with Aaron and his toddler daughter,Verla. Verla, had in some way, provoked her dad and he was going to discipline her with a spanking!! Of course Verla was crying and when he put her over his knee to give her a swat, he also began crying. So the two of them just cried and the spanking never occurred! He was very protective of Verla, and would often say to her “you are the best girl I’ve got”. She said in those days it didn’t occur to her that she was also the only girl he had, so that statement would always be true no matter what.
Ada was somewhat opposite from Aaron, in that she was very outgoing and a ‘take charge’ type of woman. She loved to laugh and have fun. Verla describes her as a “wonderful cook”. She also canned most of their food. If they went fishing and they had a lot of fish, she would can the fish. If they went hunting and they had deer meat, she would can the deer meat. She made a kind of special sauce that she used for canning the meat that made it absolutely delicious. They always raised a large garden and used all they raised. Aaron dug a cellar that would keep carrots all winter. It was a great treat to have fresh carrots in the winter months.
Fourth of July celebrations always found the Wickham family at the park enjoying the fun and visiting and also the nighttime fireworks.
Ada entertained the children with stories that came from her imagination. She often would tell them stories about an Indian maiden named “Teusamae”. These were the best stories they ever heard and were eager to hear the newest adventure.
Nampa was a railroad town and there were always hobos who would come in on the trains. The family was used to these tramps coming to their door for food. Sometimes they would offer to work for food, but Ada always had something for them to eat. One day, without the children knowing, Ada dressed up as a hobo and appeared at the back door asking for something to eat. The children, being accustomed to giving food to these people, scurried around to find something to give him. All of a sudden Verla looked down and yelled to the others, “ Look, he’s wearing Mama’s shoes!”
Her disguise had been blown and they all had a good laugh.
The favorite thing the family did in the summertime was to go fishing. They would go up into the mountains to some of their favorite streams and fish for salmon. It didn’t matter if it was raining or what, the fishing trip was important. One time it was raining extremely hard when they arrived at their campsite. They tried to quickly put up the tent so they would have some protection against the rain. All the children were needed to complete the task. They soon noticed that Ellis was no where to be found. They soon realized where he was. Upon arriving, he had taken his fishing pole and was down on the stream fishing! He was not about to waste his time putting up a tent!! Jay wasn’t too impressed about fishing in the rain, so Ellis, apparently, was the fisherman. In those days it was legal to spear fish. Therefore the children would walk along the bank of the stream and look for salmon, which it seemed would swim in a group. When they spotted some they would chase them downstream to where Ada and Dick would spear them. It was great fun.
Verla says that there was always music in their home. They all had the opportunity to take piano lessons…except Lee, the youngest. She said that by then Ada was too tired to go through the effort to make him practice. Verla learned to play the piano very well, and also the violin. She played 1st violin in the school orchestra. Her high school music teacher recognized that she had talent and that she should develop this talent. In order to help her, he agreed to take his lunch hour and teach her how to improve.
Apparently Ellis didn’t take the piano lessons very seriously. One day, Verla heard Ellis playing the piano, and he would play the same song over and over and over. She was curious as to what he was doing so she peeked in to check. She found him with a book spread out before him mostly reading but still playing the piano just to make the noise. He was trying to fool everyone that he was really practicing, but he didn’t fool Verla!
Ada had a group of friends who were also interested in music and thought that it would be fun to form a band. Ada didn’t play an instrument, but she was not going to be left out. She purchased a trombone and through lots of effort and determination learned how to play and be a special part of the band. They played at a lot of functions around the Nampa area. Years later a subscriber to the newspaper sent an old picture of the band and requested any information about the members. Verla was very surprised to see this old picture of her mother and the other members of the band.
Ada had many talents. She was an excellent seamstress and sewed most of the children’s clothing. Verla tells of a time when her mother was making a dress for her (Verla). The dress pattern had lots and lots of ruffles on the skirt. Ada had worked and worked on the dress trying to get the ruffles just right. She got a little frustrated and rolled up the dress, went to the stove, and put it in the fire. What a relief that must have been!!
When Aaron retired from running the Kuna Mill, he turned the business over to their youngest son, Lee. So now he and Ada could go traveling. They enjoyed many years going to places they had not seen before. Most of the time they hooked up their little house trailer to the car and away they went across the United States. During their travels they visited Hawaii several times where Ada learned to do the hula. She could hula with the best of them and had more fun than anyone. One year they went to Florida and invited Leo and Ivie to go along. It was a wonderful trip for the two couples as they traveled across many states and saw many wonderful places of interest. They left in mid October and traveled to the southern most spot in the U.S. which is Key West, Florida. From there they boarded a plane and flew to Havana, Cuba. This seemed to be the highlight of their trip. Fidel Castro was in power at the time and his guards were everywhere. They enjoyed the beauty of the country and it’s people, but were glad to get back to the United States. Their travels then headed them back home. They arrived home in Idaho during the first week in April. Ada and Aaron also traveled to Mexico and saw many interesting things there. Besides their many sight-seeing travels, they also visited Verla and Bus in Boston, Massachusetts and also in Seattle, Washington and in Northern California. Everywhere they went they took every opportunity to go fishing. Ada was an avid fisherwoman and if they were out trolling in a lake, she never wanted to quit. Aaron would say that it was time to head back to shore, but Ada would plead, “Just one more time around”.
Ada and Dick had a great life together. They had common interests and made the most of their time here on this earth. Always the proud parents and grandparents, they expressed their love in many joyful ways to their family. They had many, many friends who enjoyed their lighthearted spirit and genuine friendliness. They also had a love for their extended family and were never too busy to keep in touch with letters and visits.
In the Jensen family, we are fortunate to have the history of the early life of Ada and the Jensen orphans. Ada is deserving of our gratitude for writing the history that she entitled, “So Dear To My Heart”. Although, in many ways, it is a sad narrative of that difficult time, but also gives us a glimpse into their lives and to recognize the tremendous devotion and faith of their parents to their religious beliefs. In this narrative we get a glimpse of those wonderful Dees grandparents who willingly took some of the children into their home at a time when they could have relaxed and enjoyed a more quiet life. But Grandpa and Grandma Dees loved them and taught them righteous values that have been exemplified in the lives of each of them. Ada had a gift for writing in a way that lets us see into her soul and to feel of her love of life. Ada, Ivy, and Leo all wrote poetry and sometimes exchanged poems. It was a special gift that was given to that family.
Time erodes the mortal body and Ada and Dick were not spared. They both lived to be more than 90 years old and spent their last years in a nursing home in Nampa. They had a long and happy life and their bodies simply wore out and old age released them from this mortal life. I, for one, am very thankful that I knew them and look forward to have “one more time around”.
They were blessed with three sons, Jay, Ellis, and Lee. Verla is the only daughter. The sons died when they were way too young. Jay was born on October 9, 1915. He died in 1988 after having suffered a couple of strokes. He and his wife, Pearl, lived in Oregon.
Ellis was born August 13, 1918 and like his father, worked for the Railroad Company and retired from there. Shortly after retiring, he loved spending time playing golf. One day he was enjoying a game of golf and suffered a heart attack on the golf course. He died not long after that in 1979.He lived in Nampa with his wife Lola.
Lee was born August 6th, 1923. As was stated earlier, he took over the Kuna Mill from his father. He had open- heart surgery at a young age and that gave him a few more years, but the heart finally gave out and he died in October 1985.
Ernest and Ivy Jensen Wickham
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Ernest and Ivy Jensen Wickham
Max Wickham is the only surviving child of Ernest and Ivy. Max lives in Washington state. Being the youngest in the family, there is much in the life of Ernest and Ivy Wickham family that occurred before he was born, but these are some of the things he remembers.
Max began by describing his father. Ernest stood about 5ft 5in. tall and was big boned. He was short and stocky and extremely strong. Although he probably looked tough, he was a softie. He was easy going and never critical nor judgmental . Ernest became a very religious man.. He might go to the tavern with friends, but he never drank anything other than pop. Ivy was not so serious about religion. She talked about it but never embraced it as well as Ernest. He loved children, and his favorite was always the very young ones. When the young ones grew older it seemed there were other young ones to take their place in his affections. Ernest never showed much emotion except with the little ones.
In the early years of their marriage, they lived in Washington State for a short time and part of that time they worked in the fields picking hops. Hops grow on a vine and are used for flavoring some alcoholic drinks. This gave them an income for a time.
Ernest then found a job which took them to Hazelton , Idaho where he worked as a lineman for Idaho Power. They lived in a very small home that had no indoor plumbing, so the outhouse and the round metal bathtub became very important for them. Most of the children were raised in Hazelton. This included two daughters, Bernice and Gertrude, and two sons, Keith and Max.
In 1944 Ernest was transferred to Twin Falls. They bought a very nice home that had belonged to a doctor. They paid $4500.00 for the home and their payments were $44.00 a month. This debt seemed to worry them and would keep them awake some nights wondering is they had overspent on the home. This move apparently was a good one for the family and Ernest continued to work for Idaho Power for the next 35 years.
Ivy liked to tease and have fun. She was very much like her sister Ada, and they always had fun together. In the pleasant times they shared, it is certain that there was always a great deal of laughter.
Ada and Ivy married brothers, Aaron and Ernest. Aaron had the nickname of ‘ Dick’ and Ernest was called ‘ Jack’. The couples spent a lot of time together and therefore so did their children. It would have been fun to be able to watch the close relationship of these two families, especially with the children being double cousins. I’m sure they had wonderful experiences together.
Ivy took a job working for J. C. Penny Company. She enjoyed meeting the people and I’m sure the customers loved her outgoing personality. She must have attracted the notice of the upper management because it wasn’t long before she became a Department Head. Ivy worked at J.C. Penny’s for 10 years. One of people she became well acquainted with while she was working was the Dean of boys at the school where Max attended and this man also headed up the bus company. Because of that acquaintance, Max could never get away with anything. I’m sure he tried, but his mother had the right connections and she knew everything that went on.
Ivy was always involved with writing. She wrote plays and much, much poetry. Poetry writing seemed to be a gift shared by the Jensen siblings. Ivy’s daughter-in-law, Beth Wickham, sent me a clipping from the Twin Falls newspaper. It reads; “ A humorous verse play was presented for the Twin Falls Exchange Club members at their regular weekly luncheon meeting at the Legion Hall Tuesday. The cast included Mrs. E. Wickham, the play’s author. The play pictured four theater scrub women trying to perform like stage stars. Mrs. Wickham also presented a short reading preceding the play”.
Ivy was a very good housekeeper and didn’t like anything that would mess up the house. Her house was always clean and tidy. She was very friendly with a neighbor lady who had a little dog that would be considered a ‘lap-dog’. Ivy was always concerned and very nervous that the dog would have an accident on her carpet somewhere. Knowing how her mother felt about the situation, Gertrude bought a piece of plastic dog ‘do-do’ and placed it behind the couch. When Ivy found it they all had a good laugh over the expected reaction.
Another of Ivy’s neighbors was an alcoholic and, in spite of the problem, they became very good friends. Many times Ivy would drive the 2 blocks to the military tavern to rescue Nellie and get her safely home for the night. This reveals her loving and compassionate nature.
Max remembers a couple of times when Leo and Ivie Jensen would visit and Leo would always stir things up. On one occasion Gertrude had a loose tooth and was complaining about it, so Leo said that he could take care of it and she wouldn’t have to worry about it any longer. So he had them get out a big log chain and the horse nippers and told Gertrude to lie down on the table and he would make sure to get the tooth out. It seems that Gertrude was not too happy with all the preparation and ran crying to her mother.
Leo liked to tease, and many times it ended up with a little crying from the young ones.
On another occasion when the Leo Jensen’s were visiting with Ivy and Jack, some of the boys had boxing gloves and were sparring around, but not really fighting. Ivy Wickham and Ivie Jensen were encouraging them to get a little more serious and do some real boxing. That’s when Leo stepped in and insisted on Ivy W. and Ivie J. put the boxing gloves on themselves to see if they could do any better. He had a little willow switch and if they were not trying hard enough he would give them a little switch as an incentive to try harder. This was all in fun and there was much hollering and laughter, but in today’s world, Leo surely would be reported for abuse of some kind.
Much appreciation goes to Beth Wickham , wife of Keith, and daughter-in-law of Ivy and Jack. She wrote about her relationship with the Wickhams’ and this is a quote from her letter:
Some of the things I remember about my wonderful mother-in-law:
After Jack died she lived in our apartment. One day she decided she shouldn’t live that close to us and asked if I’d help her look for another apartment. I was calling to make appointments, and after talking to one owner (and he had hung up) I said, “Oh, by the way, she only has one ‘boob’, does that matter?” She was so mad at me that she wouldn’t even look at me until she realized it was a joke!
She did not move; lived there the rest of her life.
She wintered in Arizona with Bernice and Cliff in Mesa, Keith and I in Yuma. She loved Arizona, but many times said she missed the green grass and trees.
One year she lived in our motor home parked in our driveway by our mobile. She liked that but did not want to cook, so decided I could cook and she could do the dishes. We would hardly finish eating before she was up doing her ‘chore’ and if she would see someone walking, she would instantly leave to go out and join them. Keith bought her a 3-wheel bike then and she thought she was pretty hot stuff. I would be going around in circles and when I was tired, she would sure laugh at me.
Ila visited once in Twin Falls. They went to lunch, got lost and (I think) Ila drove around for an hour before Ivy spotted the park, so then knew where she was. She always got lost…..She was always lots of fun.
She was in Arizona when she got so sick. They put a feeding tube in here because she couldn’t eat. She did not want to die outside of Idaho. They wouldn’t release her without having a doctor meet the plane in Idaho. When she got off the plane in Idaho she sat down and kissed the ground. She went to her apartment but soon after, died in a rest home. Her family was with her in both places”.
Ivy and Ernest Wickham were blessed with two daughters, Bernice and Gertrude, and two sons,Hyrum Keith and Max Leroy..
Bernice married Clifford Thompson.
Gertrude married Ray Randolf .
Keith married Beth Simmons
Max Leroy married Barbara Grindstaff
Ernest died on April 6, 1972
Ivy Elvira died on 23rd of April 1981
Bernice died on January 3, 2000
Gertrude died on January 9th 1991
Hyrum Keith died on March 3, 2007
Grace Jensen Pierce
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Grace Jensen Pierce
I was unable to find much information about Grace and these are a scant few of my memories.
Grace was married to Charles Pack who everyone called ‘Charlie’. Out of that union was born one son…Richard Dix Pack. As a child, I remember visiting them at their home in Pocatello, Idaho. It was a short drive for us and it seems that we visited quite often. I remember Grace as a very beautiful woman who was careful about her appearance.
She loved flowers and kept a lovely and immaculate yard. It was impressive to see that there was never a weed in her yard and never a blade of grass out of place. She was always happy to exhibit her gardening expertise.
She later married Glen W. Pierce on July 13th, 1943 in Pocatello, Idaho. Glen was a very pleasant man and was highly regarded by other extended family members especially Dale McKay who was the husband of Peggy Coburn McKay. Peggy states that Dale and Glen enjoyed spending time together.
Her son, ‘Dick’ was a source of joy to her. He was about the same age as my brother, Dell, and he would visit us occasionally. In World War II he served faithfully and valiantly in
the United States Navy. However, at the end of the war he faced many challenges and made choices that resulted in his incarceration, for a time, in the Utah State Prison.
When Grace’s parents passed away, Grace was only about a year old. The Dees grandparents took her into their home and cared for her along with some of her older siblings, Leo, Ada and Mabel.
Leo tells of a time when the Grandpa Dees was so patient with her as a toddler. She liked to comb Grandpa’s hair. Consequently, he would sit for long periods of time and let her comb his hair. This speaks well for the grandparent’s dedication to this little family, even though they were in their advanced years.
Grace died in an Idaho Falls, Idaho hospital at the fairly young age of 60 years. She had an illness that impeded her speaking ability, but I am not certain of its identification. In the newspaper obituary it states that she was survived by a son, Richard Dix Pack of San Francisco, California and also one grandchild.
*My thanks to Lavern Coburn for her efforts in obtaining the newspaper obituary.