Ira Clifton Anderson life story written in 1997 by his children
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Ira Clifton Anderson was born Dec 3, 1905 in Union, Salt Lake county, UT to Louis and Harriett Cole Anderson. Ira had five sisters; Luella, Ina, Mary, Carrie and Laurel and three brothers; Frances, Ray and Glen.
Ira was baptized and confirmed a member of the LDS church on Aug 6, 1916. His parents had a small farm and Ira helped out and went to school in Union. He developed a love for growing vegetables and flowers that lasted his through his life. When he was a young man, he made a trip to California to work in a nursery and learn about plants. He told his family that on the train coming home he rested his head on a window sill and fell asleep. As a result, his face was paralyzed for quite a while.
When he returned home from California he sought employment at Purity Biscuit C. and was hired as a baker.
He married Irene Isabelle Archer on April 7, 1926. They moved to Magna where he worked at Kennecott Copper Mine. He lost his job during the depression and moved back to Salt Lake City, Utah. He was a hard worker and always made sure his family had food on the table.
He loved to fly fish, play cards, enjoy a few beers, bowl, sing and tap dance. His cronies during his life were Dean Salt, Stan Roberts, Bill Gordon, Bill Allen, Mr. Bush and his brother, Glenn
Ira loved company and often surprised Irene with dinner guests. He, Uncle John and Uncle Leroy where the three musketeers-enjoying a jigger or two and smoking a big box of cigars. The only time Ira smoked was with them on Thanksgiving and Christmas. He loved visits from little Hanna and Uncle Claude (he took them to dinner), Aunt Leone (she loved his breads and fruit cakes) and Aunt Hilda and Uncle Ralph. No one enjoyed the holidays more than Ira. He and Uncle Leroy loved to take all the kids to the 24th of July Parade-the boys spent time visiting the pubs.
The day before Thanksgiving, he would show up with a fresh killed turkey. The kids would help him burn the feathers off and then he would clean it. The next morning, Irene made the dressing, stuffed “Ol Tom” and Ira would put it in the oven and take care of it the rest of the day. Irene was a good cook and the family feasted and had a fine time.
Christmas was another story. Irene would save all her old nylons for the kids. They would put a name tag on their stocking and hang it on a door knob, a chair or a bed post. They didn’t have a fireplace-just a black pot belly stove. Late in the night the kids would hear a lot of noise-nuts and candy that missed the socks, falling on the floor. For most of them, the candy, nuts, apples, oranges and bananas were the most fun at Christmas.
Ira and Stan Nelson (his son-in-law) were pals and took fishing trips, watched football games and bowled together for Continental Bakery.
Ira worked for Continental Bakery for 20 years or more and to make ends meet, he also painted houses, businesses and the church. He was a good painter and was always willing to help others.
Soon after his retirement, he became crippled with rheumatoid arthritis and suffered high blood pressure. He has a series of strokes and pneumonia and passed away on April 7, 1973, their wedding anniversary. Ira told Elaine he loved Irene and he was proud of all his kids and knew they would take care of themselves.
Until we meet again, Love from your children 1997