Loren Ezra Carter history as recalled by his children. Compiled by Mary B Carter February 5, 1989
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Loren Ezra Carter was born on June 1, 1889 in Provo, Utah, County, Utah. He was the sixth child born to Ezra Carter and Julia Ann Russell. Their ten children born to Ezra and Julia: Ruth, born 24 June 1880, Eva, born 9 July 1881, Asa, born 4 August 1883, Riley, born 3 November 1885, Seth, born 24 June 1887, then Loren (born 1 June 1889), Ilas, born 13 July 1892, Milford, born 12 April 1894, Warren, born 22 October 1897, and Morlin born 26 June 1900. All of the children were born in Provo except Eva and Morlin who were born at Aurora, Sevier County, Utah.Asa and Seth both died when they were about one year old.
Loren was born in a log house located on a three acre piece of property at about 1350 West 600 South, Provo. He lived most of his life in Provo except for some time spent with relative in Aurora, Utah. He had dark brown hair, dark brown eyes (they were almost black), and he grew to be five foot ten inches tall. He was a quiet, shy person and always had a very shy smile when he spoke to anyone. He was more action than talk.
He attended school at the Franklin school which was located between 5th and 6th West on 300 South. It was right across the street from the old 2nd ward grocery store. (There were two Franklin schools before they built the one that is presently being used.) In those days school was only taught through the eight grade; after that they could attend the academy. Loren had to walk to school and during the winter the snow made the walk seem much longer.
On June 6, 1902, Ezra Carter, age 43, died of cancer of the stomach. His death left his large family to provide for themselves. Loren quit school during the 8th grade in order to earn money to help his family. He worked for nearby farmers to supplement the family income. His brother, Riley, and his sister Ruth, were both born deaf and attended a special school for the deaf. Their mother needed the children' help to keep Riley and Ruth enrolled in a school for the deaf.
He was baptized a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints on September 4, 1899 and was a member of the Provo 2nd ward.
The biggest handicap faced by the family members was learning to communicate with Riley and Ruth. Riley and Ruth stayed in deaf school until they graduated and had learned to talk by sign language. They could talk faster with their hands than most people could talk with their mouths. Other people would have to use paper and pencil if they wanted to talk to them.
Loren Carter lived most of his life in Provo; but the Carter family lived in various places in Provo until they bought a home at 935 West 300 South. During his early years he spent some time in Aurora with relatives and working where and when he could. In the summer time the family would travel by wagon to Aurora; it took three days to get there. The first stop would be at the Star Ranch north of Nephi. The second day would take them to a camp site west of Gunnison and then the third day they would arrive in Aurora.
Ralph and Frank Vincent, Gene Jenkins, and Dan Bates were Loren's closest friends. They did a lot of fishing together. Other friends were Andrew Johnson, Joe Kelley and Wash Hardy.
Loren was a very hard worker and had many jobs during his life time. Provo was still very small and Loren would try anything to make a living.
During 1912, Loren along with some of his friends operated a small slaughter house that was located in the mouth of Rock Canyon. This venture only lasted for a short time. In the winter it was too cold and most people had their own animals to kill and eat for the winter. There was a bunch of Indians camped right near and everyday they would come to the slaughter house and get the unborn calves that had been removed from the cows to eat.
About 1912, Loren and Frank Vincent went to Wyoming looking for work. They got a job with an old Frenchman who lived alone on a ranch near Evanston and Lone Tree. The Frenchman raised mostly had and cattle. Loren used to tell about how tired he got of eating beef steak. They ate beef three times a day until he could hardly eat it any more. On occasion, he would take the wagon and travel to Evanston to get supplies for the Frenchman and some of the other nearby ranchers. It took two days to get there. Loren really enjoyed the change in diet while he was gone.
In 1914, Loren and Frank Vincent decided to spend the winter trapping on the north slopes of the Uintah Mountains. Frank had been gathering supplies and when fall came they went south from Lone Tree to Sheep Creek, where they set up camp for the winter. In addition to the provisions that they had taken with them, they ate lots of mountain sheep and beaver tails.
The two friends had some real excitement on winter night. They slept in the same bed to keep warm. On this particular night Frank woke Loren, said he was cold and asked him to put something between them to make it warmer. Loren felt down between them in the bed and was surprised to find a rattlesnake. The snake had crawled in the bed to keep warm. Loren woke Frank back up and told him not to get excited, but that there was a big snake in between them. Loren had no more got the words out of his mouth when Frank lept out of bed and climbed up the tent pole; he wouldn't come down either. Loren pulled the snake out of the bed by it's tail, pulled it out of the tent and killed it.
Another interesting experience happened in the winter of 1913 while they were trapping. Both Loren and Frank had been running their trap lines and Loren had gotten back into camp before Frank. Loren cleaned the furs that he had brought in, but Frank still hadn't shown up. Loren became worried when it got even later and Frank still hadn't returned. Loren was looking for his friend when he saw Frank coming toward him, but Frank could hardly walk. He had fallen into a beaver pond and his clothes were frozen to his body. He said that if Loren hadn't found him when he did,it would have been too late; he would have frozen to death. Loren built a fire and thawed him out. It was a real hard lesson to learn about staying off the frozen beaver ponds. They continued trapping until they could get a wagon into camp to take their supplies out.
Loren went to work at the Knight Woolen Mills in Provo, Utah. The mill was located between 1st and 2nd north on 1st west. It was at this time that he met his future wife, Clara Camilla Rosalie Hoier, daughter of Neils Peter Hoier and Bertha Mary Jorgenson, who had immigrated to the United States from Denmark. Clara was born on December 18, 1894 in Provo, Utah County, Utah. The Hoier family had four children, but Clara was the only child to live to maturity. She was working at the Startup Candy Company and that was where they met. They courted for sixteen months and were married on September 24, 1914 in the Provo City Court House, Provo, Utah.They lived with Clara's parents for several months before moving to their own home. Loren and Clara loved each other very much and in the years that were to come, their love for each other grew. Everything they did, they did together.
Seven children were born to Loren and Clara Carter, including a set of twins; Glen Hoier Carter and Golden Loren Carter, born 9 February 1915, Harold Woodrow Carter, born 26 June 1916,Erma Carter, born 28 December 1917, Clifford John Carter, born 15 October 1919, Boyd Max Carter, born 12 May 1926, and Bertha Joan Carter, born 15 October 1928. All of the children were born in Provo except for Bertha who was born in Orem while the family were living on the edge of the hill that overlooked Carterville.
When the children were small, Loren Carter worked in the mines at Eureka, Utah. He was paid $3.00 a day. Of the $3.00, $2.00 was taken out in stock, but his stock never amounted to anything.
He also spent a year as a farm hand in Idaho; a friend, Leonard Leathem went with him. Loren's job was to irrigate the fields. It took several men on a day and a night shift to irrigate the large farms. Loren worked the night shift.
During World War I (1914 to 1918), he worked for the Rio Grande Railroad. He was a section foreman with a crew of workers to supervise. The interesting thing about his crew was that they were all women. When he worked for the railroad he helped to lay track, replace tracks and did general line repair and building of the railroad. He earned $1.35 for ten hours of hard work.
Loren and Andrew Johnson also tried working in the Bingham mines but worked only two shifts. He was put in an ore shute to keep it from clogging up. When a load of ore was dumped in the shute some rocks hit Loren on the head. The rocks knocked his carbide light right off his head and he quit and went home to stay.
Loren was always a good provider and always liked to have a good garden so food could be bottled for winter. He said that weeds robbed the soil of nutrients and away from the vegetable crop. So anyone who saw the garden saw a weedless patch which always provided its worth. Loren taught his children to work in the garden and together they raised corn, potatoes, tomatoes, radishes, lettuce and many other vegetables for the family's everyday use.
Loren took great pride in his garden and expected his children to do the same. One day he had just watered the corn patch located on the north side of the barn in Provo. Glen was there with the Hunt boys and Glen ran right down the middle of the corn patch in his barefeet. Every foot step left a big hole in the mud. After Loren, Glen and the single tree were finished, Glen never ran through the corn patch again.
In 1926, the Carters moved to Orem, about 650 South State; the Carters had seven acres of land on which they grew fruits. They leased five acres of strawberries and had apple and cherry trees too. They stayed in Orem for one year and then moved back to Provo in 1927. They moved out to Orem again; this time they lived in a home located on 900 South and 1000 East and it included a five acre piece of land. The land was planted with strawberries and peach trees. They lived here for seven years, before moving to Pleasant View onto a seven acre farm. They had apple and cherry trees, berries, a garden and raised 3000 chickens which they kept until the depression years.
When the Carter family lived in Orem and Pleasant View, Loren sold the fruit they grew. He would peddle the fruit in Aurora, Salina and the surrounding towns. The family would spend all day Saturday and Sunday getting the fruit ready so that their father could leave early Monday morning and head south. He would be gone one, two or maybe even three days before he was able to sell all of the load. On some trips he would take his children with him. Most of the time it was Glen and Golden who went with their father. When they got to Aurora they would go to a friends house and pick up their four year old daughter. She provided hours of entertainment for the twins while their father peddled the fruit. During the depression years, people did not have much money to spend so Loren traded goods. He would bring home wheat, honey, goats, sheep, pigs, a goose or anything else of use to the family. Some items the family would use and other things he would bring home and resell for a profit. Loren peddled fruit off and on approximately eight years. The children left at home would take care of the place and work for neighbors picking fruit or other odd jobs.
In 1936, the family moved to Provo at 761 West 600 South. This house was old, but Loren fixed it up. He had remembered the house being built and he had always wanted to own it. The selling price for the house and two acres of land was $1800.00. The house was really quite small, but Loren added on and fixed it up until it was very adequate for his family. There was no indoor tub or toilet until about 1939. the family bathed in a large, round tin tub in front of an old coal stove in the kitchen. Loren sat every night in front of the coal stove with the oven door open he would put his feet on the door to keep warm.
Loren taught his family to be self sufficient. Every year, hundreds of quarts of fruits and some bottles of vegetables were canned by the family. They always had a few pigs, quite a few chickens, and 2 cows which provided meat, milk, and butter. Ralph Vincent had a herd of sheep he'd let the family have the young lambs whose mothers wouldn't take care of them. Sometimes there would be as many as twelve young ewes that were raised on bottles. When the ewes could make it on their own, they were traded for grown sheep which were slaughtered and provided meat for the family.
Loren never had a horse and buggy of his own. When he was a child, his family had one that they used to travel back and forth to Aurora in. He did a lot of his traveling on a bicycle. He would ride his bicycle down to Utah Lake and go fishing; the fish he caught were either ate by the family or sold. The first transportation he had was in 1923 when he bought a Model T Ford. During his lifetime, Loren bought two Model Ts, a Dodge truck (about 1933 when they were living in Orem), a ton and a half Ford with a box on it which he used to peddle fruit and to go hunting, and a Chevrolet.
On one occasion they loaded the Chevrolet with about 150 bushes of apples to peddle. Six bushels of the apples were to be delivered to the Manti Temple. To To get to the temple you would go up a gradual hill on the north side and then on the south side there was a thirty degree hill that went down. It was all the Chevrolet could do to get up the hill and then it sounded like the care wasn't going to make it to the bottom of the other hill in one piece.
About 1935, Loren and his son, Clifford went peddling to the Salina-Richfield area. They took a large load of apples and started selling them in Gunnison and continued on to Richfield. They hadn't sold very many and they were getting quite discouraged. They stopped to get a good breakfast hoping that the rest of the day would go better. They went into the cafe and Loren said, "With all the apples we have, I would still like a piece of apple pie for breakfast." The waitress said, "Sorry, I can't get any apples for pie so I can't help you." Loren's eyes beamed as he told the waitress he was selling apples and he sold the entire load of apples to the cafe.
Fishing and hunting were the things that Loren Carter took most pleasure in; his conversation always included hunting, fishing, trapping or something to do with it. All he talked about all summer was when he would go hunting in the fall. Nothing could stop him from going when he was ready. Loren lived for every October when deer hunting season would start. He'd take all of the children out of school and they wouldn't go back until deer hunting was over. The family always took off on Wednesday and spent three days looking over the countryside. Then they would stay 10 days or even more to hunt.
Apparently some of the children's school teachers did not share the same view about hunting. Glen and Golden were taking a chemistry class from Oscar Swenson. Mr. Swenson said, "Glen, stand up." Glen stood up and then Mr. Swenson said, "Do you think that deer hunting is more important than your school work?" Glen answered, "No sir." The teacher then said, "Golden, stand up,' and he asked Golden the same question. Golden said "Yes sir!" Mr. Swenson then sent Golden home and Golden never went back to school again.
Loren had lots of favorite stories about hunting. The family was hunting at Lost Creek which is on the west side of Fish Lake. Loren was walking down a draw and Glen took the ridge. Everytime Glen stopped walking he could hear a faint crying sound, but didn't know what it was. He kept walking toward the noise until he got to the edge of the hill where he could look down into the valley. He saw his dad sitting on a log by a little creek feeding an apple to a fawn. The fawn's mother had probably been killed and had been crying. It was hard to leave the fawn, and it kept trying to follow him.
Another time Loren and his sons were hunting up Dairy Fork. They lacked one deer of filling everyones tag. They started out to the highway when Loren spotted a deer up on the ridge. He said, "Hold it!" got out of the care and shot. When they got up to the ridge, they found that he had shot two deer, a two point and a doe. The bullit had gone through the two point and then killed the doe; he had got two in one shot.
The year Glen and Golden were sixteen, they both got deer hunting permits and went hunting with their dad to Scipio. Golden had bought a 1933 Craig rifle and Glen borrowed an old 44 from Jimmy Curtis. They were just leaving camp when a two point deer bounded out about 75 yards away from them. Their dad took aim and shot. The bullit hit the deer in the ribs and it let out a scream, it took off across the fields. When they finally found the deer; they found that it had been shot previously by an old 44. The first bullit had gone sideways through the deer.
The next year they went hunting to Cover Fort. They borrowed an old 303 Savage and were walking up a wash when a big four point deer came into view. The deer wasn't more than thirty feet away and was looking straight at Loren. The safety on the gun was right in front of the trigger guard. Every time he tried to shoot the deer, the safety would slide back into place. Three times he tried to shoot that deer and couldn't pull the trigger. Loren was so mad that he took a rock and broke the safety off and it wasn't even his gun. After all that he still didn't get to shoot the deer because it ran off.
One thing about Loren and his hunting, he wouldn't go with anyone that drank. On one hunting trip, his brother, Milford, went with them and he got drunk and smashed all the food. Loren beat the hell out of him and sent Milford home. Loren always took a jug of wine with him, but he never got drunk. After a long day of hunting and when everyone was wet and cold, he would get an old steel army cup and fill it clear full of wine and set it in the fire to warm. Each person got half a cup to warm up. That's as much as anyone ever got; it was Loren's and nobody touched it.
One year (about 1939) while they were hunting, Glen killed a bear that came up behind him. Everyone worked hard so they could take the bear home and Loren spent all the next day skinning the bear out. He was tickled plum to death that they had gotten a bear.
During winter time when he did not have a regular job, Loren trapped fur bearing animals to help make a living. One time when he returned home from trapping he looked like a real live mountain man. He had a small Model T truck which was loaded about four feet high with dried furs. There was a variety of furs: skunks, coyotes, badgers, bobcats, and weasels. On another trapping trip he went to the hills north of Salina, Utah. He and Andrew Johnson spent the winter trapping coyotes and bobcats and other small animals. When he came home he pushed the coyote hides through the door. The pet cat took one smell of it and climbed the curtains; she wouldn't come down either.
Most of the fishing Loren did was at Utah Lake. He would put out traps and set out lines to catch fish. Loren had a small boat and would sometimes take his children with him. Catching fish was not real hard work, but cleaning several hundred pounds of fish each day was quite a different story. Most of the fish they caught were catfish and they were really ugly. Sometimes Loren would bring the fish home to clean and keep them in a big tub; some of the fish would still be alive. The family would then sit in the kitchen and skin them, slice them and pull the skin off with their fingers. The fish skins were then cooked and fed to the chickens. The next morning Loren would take the fish over to the ice plant and they would be shipped to Fulton Market in Sale Lake City. Loren had the market all tied up with Fultons and some of the fish were also shipped by train to Price every other day of the week. For three months of fishing he mad $12.00. One of the few times Loren became ill was when he got blood poisoning while catching catfish.
Money was very hard to come by in the depression years. In the fall of 1932 Loren and his sons, Glen and Golden, went to work in Idaho in the potatoes and sugar beets. They got a job with a rancher named Joe Firth in a small town called Firth, which was just south of Rexburg. They contracted, along with some other men, to take care of one hundred acres of potatoes and one hundred acres of beets. The job lasted for one month. The weather was cold and the wind blew most of the time. Their day started at daylight and they worked every day until dark. After all the hard work they did, they each only earned thirty dollars. Loren didn't complain though; it was just another days work to support his family and he enjoyed working with his sons. The job ended in the middle of October and they made it home just in time to go deer hunting. While they were gone Loren had grown a mustache, When they got home Clara made him shave it off before she would give him a kiss.
During the depression Loren worked for the WPA (Works Progress Administration),but they had run out of work. Then one day they called him to go to work but he wasn't home. Glen and Golden went to find their dad and mom who had gone to the Uintah Mountains to take some fruits and vegetables to their daughter, Erma, and her husband, Ralph Peay. Ralph was helping build a road in the Uintah Mountains. The boys weren't quite sure where to find them so they headed for the place where the family usually camped. They drove in a 1933 Plymouth and had to cross a creek 16 times to get there. Golden drove and each time he would slam on the brakes, it would knock Roy Hayward, who had ridden with them, off the seat and Roy would just get back to sleep when Golden would slam on the brakes again. They were lucky to find Ralph who then took them to their dad. Loren was glad to get the news that he was to go to work the very next day.
In the spring of 1935, Loren was looking for a farm to move to. Willard Sowards was the real estate agent that he was working with. Using Mr. Soward's car, Loren and his family drove to Vernal, Utah to look at a farm there. It took one day to get there. When they reached their destination, they found nothing but sand, rolling hills, and one jack rabbit, nothing would have grown on that land.
The next place Mr. Sowards sent Loren was in Eureka, California. Loren and Glen hopped on a freight train headed for California. They arrived in Eureka early in the morning and asked directions from a service station attendant. The attendant knew of the place and told them the only thing that could live on that land was sheep. He said that one and half acres was flat and that the house sat on it. The rest of the land was on a sixty degree hillside. They decided not to even go look at ht place; instead they hopped back on the train and headed south for Compton, California where Loren's brother, Riley lived. They had a hard time finding Riley's place and spent the night in a corn field a little way out of town. The next morning they hitched a ride back into Compton and asked for directions at the police station. The policeman offered to take them to Riley's house as soon as he finished his shift. When they got to Riley's they were surprised to find that they had slept in a corn field not one hundred yards from the Carter house.
Trains were quite an attraction in those days. Morlin Carter, Loren's brother, lived near the tracks just west and across from the old jail house. The kids would hop on the freight train while it was stopped in the yard. The train was hauling coal into Salt Lake City, Utah. After the train had passed ninth west the kids would start rolling the coal off the cars onto the road that ran along the tracks. Then at a certain point the kids would jump off and start to pick up the coal and put it into the car. Some pieces of coal were huge and they gathered about three tons. Everybody did it; it was just standard procedure in those days.
Life at the Carters was not all work; they had fun too. Twice a year they had home brew partys. The rug in the living room was rolled up and corn meal was thrown on the floor. Clara made tamales which were rolled up in corn husks and then baked. The bath tub was full of home brew (whisky) bottles and ice. Loren always enjoyed his home brew. One night, the family bottled about fifty bottles of brew. The bottles started to explode; it sounded like the 4th of July. They made root beer for the kids and those bottles were exploding too. All night long the bottles went pop,pop,pop. The sheriff's raiding party went out to investigate, but they didn't find much. There were twenty gallons of whiskey hidden in Bill Penrod's Kern bushes that the sheriff couldn't find.
The Fourth of July and Christmas were special days at the Carter home. On July 4th, the family always went to the parade and then went home and made homemade ice cream. Every year the Elks Lodge gave a Christmas party for the kids and Carter children enjoyed going to them. Each child went home with a bag of candy and nuts, a pair of lace boots and a pocket knife. Clara made a special meal for Christmas regardless of how hard times were. The Christmas tree was decorated with chains of red and green paper, strings of popcorn and candles in small holders. The small children had to be kept away from the tree so that they wouldn't tip it over and set the house on fire.
Occasionally, the Carter family would go visit Loren's brothers and sisters. They made beer with Uncle Morlin and went fishing with Uncle Milford. All of the Carters got together when it was deer hunting time.
Whenever any of the Carters came to Provo, they always stayed with Loren and his family. The Carter kids had lots of cousins that they enjoyed playing with. Loren was a good brother and during the depression years he provided food for some of his brothers and sisters and their families. Although Loren and Clara never ever had much money to do anything with, they did do some visiting and also took some short trips around Utah.
Grandpa and Gradma Gordon lived near the Carters; John Gordon was Julia Ann Russell Carter's second husband. They lived right across the street from the train depot, about 260 West and 600 South, Provo. It was said that Grandma Gordon was part Indian. She looked very old and was nothing but wrinkles. Glen and Golden were born at the Gordon house. Clara stayed there for about 10 days while Loren had to be gone. It was a small house and whenever the grandchildren went to visit they had to stay in the kitchen. They were not allowed in the living room; it was full of old, old furniture and a great big pipe organ. Loren and Clara occasionally went to the Gordon's to eat and play cards on Saturday night.
On the north side of the train depot and on the west side of the road, was a little store run by Charlie Jensen. The little store was the only place passengers could buy sandwiches, coffee and other items during their stop. Loren, Clara and the children stood on both sides of the track and sold sandwiches and drinks to the people. Ralph Peay and his brothers sold apples from the nearby orchard. Depending on their mood, the boys sometimes threw the apples at the passengers instead of selling them.
Loren Carter was always a real hard worker. He always believed in giving an employer a true eight hours of work for eight hours of pay. He taught his children to do the same. Loren had some very strong beliefs about raising his family. He believed in using the rod to save the child and all of the children were expected to be respectful and obedient. They knew that disobedience resulted in the rod or anything else Loren could get his hands on when discipline was necessary. It must have worked because none of his children ever got in any real trouble.
Loren went to work for the Interurban Railroad; it ran down Provo center street and went to Salt Lake City. The train depot was located on center street where J.C. Penny is. (the NuSkin building is there now)
After Loren retired he spent most of his time raising pink-eye beans and peonies in his garden. Both he and Clara enjoyed raising flowers. He took great pride in his home and his yard. It was difficult to find weeds anywhere on the property.
He also liked helping his children and their families and when he wasn't helping them, he was helping his neighbors or friends.
Loren and Clara and their children had a very loving relationship. Even after all the children were married and had families of their own, the kids would get together. Each Sunday would find all of them with their dad and mom having a good visit.
In the last few years of his life, Loren started to lose his health. He suffered a heart attack and could no longer do the heavy work he was used to. His children and grandchildren were close by and able to help with the work. He also had two cataract operations and after the second operation (1962), he had severe headaches. He was a very proud man and it was hard for him to watch other people do the things he would normally have done. His health never rally improved and in May of 1963 he went to bed, never to get up again. He suffered from cancer and passed away on August 3, 1963.
Loren Ezra Carter was not a religious man in the sense of being a good church goer. but he believed in what the church stood for. He was a good and honorable person: a person who looked for the good in others and served his fellowman. He never had an enemy and always spoke kindly of others. Loren was well liked by all who knew him. He was a person who did good every day of his life, not just on Sundays. He loved his family and his fellowmen and they in turn loved him.
(I want to say how much I enjoy reading the histories of our ancestors. It is a great way to feel their spirit and to boost our spirits to make our lives more meaningful. Linda Kay Vest Carter)