Memories of Thomas S. Court by Florence Court Shields
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Memories of Thomas S. Court
History of Thomas S. Court, second son of Owen
Thomas Court and Louisa Sarah Swinyard. Compiled by
his oldest daughter, Florence Court Shields, for the Provo
5th Ward High Priests' Quorum. Information gathered
from genealogical records, personal journals and a good
part of it from memories of his wife, Florence Ell a Pratt
Court, as she had been told by various members of the
The following is copied from a family history started
by Thomas S. Court some years ago:
"I was born i n West Jordan, Salt Lake County, Utah,
Marc h 24, 1871. The house in which I was born was situated
among the willows on the west bank of the Jordan
River, about one and a half miles north of the Old Gardner
Flour Mill , and about 13 miles south of Salt Lake
" M y parents had been in this country about a year
and a half when I was born; they having arrived from
Ospring, Kent, England, when my brother, George Ed -
ward Owen Court was about six months old. They had
arrived i n Ogden, Utah, on the sixth immigrant railway
train to arrive at that point, (the train that had had a
bad accident) and settled i n Salt Lake City, October 28,
1869. A t the time of my birth, March 24, 1871, my parents
were living with my mother's aunt, Mrs. Louisa Higgins
and family. M y father worked on the Salt Lake and South
Jordan Canal, but a few months later returned to Salt
" M y father, Owen Thomas Court, was the only son
of his parents, Thomas Court and Ameli a Owen. He
followed his father's trade of bricklayer. In England, it
was necessary to have good chimneys and fireplaces, so
it was quite an accomplishment to be in demand to build
chimneys and fireplaces. For several generations, the
men in the Court family were first class bricklayers,
and they found this type of work in the new land.
"My grandfather, Thomas Court was called to preside
over the Milton Branch of the Church of Jesus Christ
of Latter-day Saints, January 25, 1857. On August 3, 1862
they moved from Milton to Feversham, at the request of
Elder John Needham, who was president of the Kent
Conference to take the president's office of the Feversham
Branch. Thomas Court and family moved to America in
the year 1870.
"My mother, Louisa Sarah Swinyard, was the only
living child of her parents, Samuel Swinyard and Maria
Weller. They were also from Milton, Kent, England."
Samuel Swinyard was a gamekeeper on the grounds
belonging to the King of England; also assisting with the
caring of the horses and stables. Louisa used to follow her
father around the Royal Grounds as he worked.
When Louisa joined the Church of Jesus Christ of
Latter-day Saints, her family disowned her and turned
her out. Some time later, however, her parents joined
the church too, and her father was disowned by his family.
It was found when the records were being searched for
genealogy, that one of Louisa's uncles, William Swinyard,
had felt so disgraced by his brother's joining the Church,
that he had left the Shire where the family lived and had
gone to live in another part of the country and changed
his name to Smith.
Returning once more to the personal record:
"When I was about six years of age, we moved to
South Bountiful, into a house about one mile north of
what was known then as "Becks Hot Springs." I remem-
ber that my father helped to build a schoolhouse right
near the house that we lived in. I also remember that the
people in the vicinity held their Sunday meetings at my
Grandfather Court's home about a half mile north; also
of attending President Brigham Young's funeral, having
seen him many times before; and of brother George and
others being baptized in the Jordan River, a mile or two
west of where we lived.
"We stayed there only about two years, and then
moved back to West Jordan, where I was baptized on
September 4, 1879.
" My father worked at farming and at his trade as a
bricklayer. We moved around in the Ward several times
until finally he bought a small farm of 18 acres from
William Wardle, who owned a one-fourth section.
"It was in this ward that I grew up with my brother
George, who was two years older than me, and my sister
who was two years younger than me. It was in West
Jordan that I obtained my primary education. The first
teacher whom I can remember was David R. Allen. The
next and last was George D. Gardner. These were schools
of one teacher, who taught all classes.
"During this time, my parents always set me a good
example in their own lives and I liked to attend Primary,
Sunday School and Mutual, as well as Sacrament Meeting.
I remember being much impressed by the study of the
New Testament. The teacher being Brother Niels Lind. A
number of the boys of this class, asked Brother Lind if
he would not hold a class during the week, to which he
consented, and we held a class in the middle of the week
for several weeks.
"I was ordained a deacon about 1884, a teacher in
1887 and a seventy, December 16, 1891. On March 4, 1893,
I received a call from President Wilford Woodruff to go
on a mission to the Samoan Islands.
"During my boyhood days, I worked with my father
at his trade as a bricklayer, and became quite familiar
• with that work; also worked for the Utah Mattress Factory
and also many other jobs, incident to a country boy
living on a farm.
" M y travels had been confined to my native territory,
Utah, and a part of Wyoming. The traveling being done
by following cows or sheep from place to place. Consequently,
I was out on Hams Fork of the Green River,
Wyoming, when my mission call came on my birthday.
"There is an incident in connection with the call to
Samoa that impressed me very much, for I believe that
it is one of the strongest testimonies I ever had, that the
Lor d knows our thoughts and desires.
"I had always been interested, and am now, in what
the Elders are doing in the mission fields, and for a year
or two prior to my call, I read everything that came into
my hands about their work. Especially was I interested in
what President Joseph H . Dean of Samoa had written in
the Juvenile Instructor, and I had a longing i n my soul to
go there and fil l a mission in that land. I had said nothing
to anyone about it. I felt that no one but myself and
the Lor d knew anything about it. Hence, unless the Lor d
had inspired President Woodruff, why should I have been
called there, for they were needing missionaries just as
much in every mission in the world, and it was only one
chance in twenty-five that I would have been called to
Samoa. The wording of the letter was definite: 'You r
name has been suggested and accepted as a missionary to
Samoa. We would be pleased to have you make your
arrangements to start from this city at an early date, so
as to leave San Francisco, Ma y 25, 1893.'
" M y answer to President Woodruff was sent right
away with enthusiasm: T will be ready to go!' The Salt
Lake Temple was to be dedicated on the sixth of April , so
two weeks were all that I could stand to remain away
from home, and prepare for what I wanted to do before
going to Samoa.
"About the first thing that Bishop John A. Egbert
asked me to do was to assist in baptizing 30 or 40 people
in the canal near West Jordan meetinghouse. On the day
appointed, myself and another Elder baptized them; the
ice was flowing in large chunks.
"The day that our ward was to go to the dedication
of the Temple, I was asked to be one of the ushers. From
the 6th to the 24th of April, 31 meetings were held in
order to permit as many people to attend the dedication
services as possible. Each day groups were appointed
from certain wards or stakes of the Church.
"During these few weeks, a general preparation was
made. On May 16th we went to Logan for the purpose of
spending the next day in the temple. It was there that
I met the two Elders who were going to Samoa with me:
Elders George B. Freeze and Louis B. Burnham. The
Salt Lake Temple was not yet ready for ordinance work
to be performed in. My father and mother, my brother,
George and his wife and child, went to the Temple that
day. On the 19th of May, I was set apart by President
Seymour B. Young and Rulon S. Wells, Brother Wells
being mouth. They laid their hands upon my head and
gave me a wonderful blessing and promises which were
"Two days later, Sunday the 31st, I left the West Jordan
meetinghouse and went to Salt Lake City, where I
met the other Elders again that were going to Samoa with
me, as well as the ones who were going to New Zealand
on the same vessel (SS Monowai). At 4:30 p.m., May 25,
1893 we left the wharf and started out through the
Golden Gate Harbor for the Pacific Ocean. On June 1st,
we arrived in Honolulu. We met the Elders who were
laboring in Honolulu and we were taken to see the beautiful
city and visited the mission home.
"We were permitted to hold a meeting on board the
ship and a wonderful spirit prevailed.
" A t 12:30 p.m., June 8th we dropped anchor about
one-quarter of a mile from shore in the Api a Harbor of
Upolu, Samoa. Upolu is an island of wonderful beauty;
I haven't the language to describe it. A s far as we could
see, it looked like a great garden of most beautiful trees
and plants, bordered with a shore line almost as white as
snow, with white coral sand which the waves of the ocean
kept absolutely clean and fresh.
"In a short time President George E. Browning and
some of the Elders came out in a boat belonging to the
mission, to meet us and take us to the mission headquarters
at Fagalii, which was located about 3 miles east in a
pretty little bay of the same name.
"In a day or two we were assigned to our fields of
labor and not many days passed before my companion,
Elder Ransom M . Stevens and myself walked across the
island single file to the village of Siumu. The traveling
was strenuous, sometimes dense and sometimes rocky,
and by the time we had walked the 20 miles, carrying
books and tracts as well as clothing, I was ready to stay
there for good. It took us all day that first time, but I was
to make the trip many times, and i n four hours.
" A t this place, my first missionary work began. M y
companion was one of the very best and capable Elders in
" M y parents had come from England about a year
and a half before I was born, so I had only the education
of the ordinary boy of that time. I had always liked to
attend the meetings and classes of the various organizations
of the church, but now found myself confronted
with a new experience. I learned to know what it was to
work and pray, for a great deal of the time was spent out
i n the jungle under the Banyan tree or out under the
bananas or palms. One of these places was visited every
day and often many times a day, and I poured out my
soul to my Father in Heaven in gratitude for the joy and
blessings that we had in this work. I began to learn the
"There was a war between the countries of Germany,
Great Britain and the United States, which went on all
of the time I was there. Each country trying to domineer
the natives and teach them his way of life. On the island,
Upolu, nearly all foodstuff was very scant and most of
it was sent to the army on the other side of the island,
leaving us very little to eat for many months. The President
of the mission, Brother Thomas H. Hilton, seeing my
condition, near the close of the year 1894, released me
from the mission that I might return home; a thing that I
regretted very much.
"I had $10.00 that I had not spent on my mission,
and the unemployment depression was still on and everything
was quite cheap. Before I arrived home, I resolved
to go to the B. Y. Academy at Provo and get at least
$10.00 worth of education. When the academy opened
after the Christmas holidays, I was there. Before I left
home, Bishop John A. Egbert and the YMMI A officers of
the ward desired me to take the MIA class; which was a
course offered for 20 weeks to prepare young men for
M IA work in the wards and stakes of the church.
"I did not expect at first, to be able to stay the full
20 weeks, but by borrowing another $10.00 from another
student and by being economical on costs, and also by
using all of the daylight every day, and all the electric
light every night, (it went out by 1 a.m.) I was able to
stay and felt I had made wonderful progress.
"At the close of school, I found myself President of
the class of about 75 young men. The exercises of the
graduating classes were all very inspiring to me, and the
association of the great men of the school and church.
Some of them were: Dr. Carl G. Maeser, Principal B.
Cluff, Jr., Prof. G. H . Brimhall, Dr. Milton H . Hardy,
and many others of the faculty and general authorities of
the church. Al l that was said during the graduating exercises
and during the 20 weeks have left their impressions
on my life for good. Whether I would return to school
again or not, had not been thought of by me, as I had completed
the course I had come for. I had heard many students
promise each other that they would meet again
when the acadeny opened after the summer vacation;
but as for me, I had graduated from the course that I had
taken and had received my certificate, besides I could not
see any means in sight to pay back even the $10.00 that
I had borrowed. I rather felt that I had had my chance to
study in that Institute. I was the last one who seemed not
to be in a hurry to leave; finally deciding to leave. I
turned to go and came face to face with Dr. Maeser at the
door. He did not say many words to me, but when he
shook my hand and said, 'I hope you will come back
again,' I had about decided that I would return to school.
"Work the following summer was very hard to obtain;
but I managed to earn about $60.00 and board out of
which I returned the ten dollars to my fellow student,
from whom I had borrowed. I was about 3 weeks late in
getting back in school. I entered as a normal student and
belonged to the class of 1900. I rented a small room and
lived alone to cut my expenses to the minimum, and
helped in the library to pay for my tuition. A t the end of
the school year, I had passed in all my studies and felt
very much satisfied with my work.
"During the following summer, I worked at canvassing
for the Church publication and "Preaching and Public
Speaking" for Professor N . L . Nelson of the B. Y . A .
I did not do very well financially, but returned to school
the latter part of August, 1896 in time for the opening of
the B. Y . A . I expected to again help in the library, but
instead I had been given the position of Registrar by
President Cluff. So with this work, I was able to take only
about two-thirds of the usual study courses.
"At the beginning of the school year, 1897-98, besides
being Registrar, I was appointed Deputy Treasurer to W.
H. Dusenberry. He was treasurer of the B. Y. U. Board
of Trustees and President Joseph F. Smith was president
of that Board. In addition to this work, I taught Theology
and some mathematical classes every day, as well as taking
studies in the various classes with the hope of graduating
some time. I did take out a special certificate in
plain surveying, and a high school diploma. I also had
about two years of collegiate work done by the end of the
school year 1903-04.
"November 23,1898, in the Temple at Salt Lake City,
I was married to Miss Florence Ella Pratt, of Provo, Utah;
daughter of John Orson and Annabell Jacques Pratt. A
wedding reception was held for us by my mother, brother
George, and my sister Florence in the old home in West
Jordan. My father was in England on a mission at the
time. There were quite a number of old friends from West
Jordan, besides the relatives and a number of people
from Provo. This occurred on Thanksgiving Day. The
marriage ceremony was performed by President John R.
Winder. I was in school again on Monday morning, being
absent only one school day.
"At the close of the school year 1901-02, I was appointed
by Provo City to act as Deputy City Engineer
and by the Utah County Commissioners as Deputy County
surveyer, to Caleb Tanner.
"Near the close of the school year of 1903-04, the
First Presidency of the Church wrote me that my name
had been suggested for the Samoan Mission. My answer
to President Smith was about as enthusiastic as the one
I had written to President Woodruff eleven years before,
for when I left the Islands the first time I had a very
strong impression that I would again return.
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"Because of this my mind was fully made up to accept
this call of President Joseph F. Smith's to return to
Samoa, not withstanding that President George A. Brimhall
of the University, when he heard of my call, told me
that I need not go on a mission, that I was doing a good
work where I was among the youth of Zion, in that institution
and wards around Provo. I was secretary of the
Utah Stake YMMI A Board, also teacher in the Sunday
School and a class leader in MIA, Provo 3rd Ward. I felt
however, that the re-call to Samoa was the will of the
Lord and His will should be done, not mine or anyone
else's, for the Lord had already opened up the way for
me to go.
"I never thought however that I would not return to
the B. Y. U. when I was released and returned home, but
then I had as little knowledge of what I would do when
I returned home as I had at the time of what would
be expected of me when I arrived on Samoa and from
then on, or how long I would stay.
"I worked at county surveying up to the last of
August. On the 28th, the 3rd Ward where we resided
gave me a most splendid farewell, and on the 2nd of
September 1904, I went to Salt Lake City to be set apart
and receive such instructions as the authorities saw fit
to give me and companion missionaries. Before I left
home a number of relatives and friends called at the
house and still more at the R. G. W. depot to bid me Godspeed
on my mission. But to leave my dear wife in tears,
and my three little children who could not know, as they
were so young, what it all meant was the greatest trial of
my life. The realization of such a parting can never be
known except to those who have passed through it.
"On arriving at the office of the First Presidency, I
was handed two letters: one for President M . F. Sanders
of the Samoan Mission and one for myself which read
July 21, 1904
Salt Lake City, Utah
Elder Thomas S. Court
Elder Martin F. Sander, having been released
from labors to return home, you have been called
and appointed to succeed him as president of
the Samoan Mission. It will now become your
duty to take charge, as president of the mission,
all interests therewith, to see that the Gospel is
preached, as far as possible throughout the islands
where the Elders now labor, and as the Lord shall
open the way to sieze any new opportunities
which may present themselves for the introduction
of the Gospel to regions where it has not yet
been preached. In short, we desire you to go forth
as a servant of the Lord Jesus Christ, fully
equipped for the discharge of every duty connected
with your calling and to preside with
wisdom and dignity over all the affairs of the
Church in those islands; with full power to regulate
everything connected therewith, and to
make such changes, releases and appointments as
may, in your judgment, under the direction of
the Spirit of the Lord, be necessary for the welfare,
spread, and prosperity of the work of the
Lord and the warning of the people in the field
where you labor, and over whom you are appointed
And that you may be fully sustained and qualified
for these high and responsible labors, we beseech
God our Eternal Father, to endow you with
power from on high to fill you with His Holy
Spirit and all the gifts that pertain to your office
and calling; that you may be a blessing and saviour
to the children of men in your ministry and
carry with you an influence and power that
shall be felt for good by all with whom you are
brought in contact. It is our earnest desire that
you shall be an example in humility, in patience,
in long suffering, and in all the gifts and graces
of the Gospel, to all men. That your words may
be words of the Lord to the people whom you address,
and that you may feel that there is a power
and spirit accompanying you that is not of man.
Praying to God our Eternal Father to bless and
qualify you for this work to which you are called,
and asking Him to preserve you and yours from
the hands of all your enemies, and from every
evil during your absence, and bring you home
in purity, peace and safety, we remain
Joseph F. Smith
John R. Winder
Anthon H. Lund
"In the afternoon, I went to the annex of the Salt
Lake Temple, where I was set apart by Apostle Francis
M . Lyman, to preside over the Samoan Mission.
"Before we left the Temple, President John R. Winder,
representing the First Presidency, took me aside and
gave me certain instructions in connection with the
Samoan Mission. Among other things, he told me that
President Samuel E. Wooley of the Hawaiian Mission had
been called to Samoa to go with us from Honolulu, and
look over with us certain lands then under consideration
for purchase; or any other lands, that a suitable place
might be purchased to become a gathering place for the
native Saints to make their homes. Whatever Presi-
dent Wooley would recommend, would be their mind on
"We spent the following day packing books, tracts,
and various articles that were being sent to the Islands
to the Elders who were laboring there. The next day I was
accompanied to Ogden by two former Samoan missionaries
and there wives for the purpose of having a visit
with Brother George E. Browing, who had presided over
the mission in 1893 when I had been there on my first mission.
We had a wonderful visit with him. The next day,
Sunday, at 2 p.m., I met the rest of the company who was
going west and we started our 5,000 mile journey, which
took about 3 weeks with many interesting occurrences.
We went aboard the S.S. Sierra which left the dock at
2:15 p.m., only 15 minutes late, even though we had been
ready for a long time. The vessel was quite well loaded
with passengers, so there were many fond and sad farewells.
The ship averaged about 370 knots per day, and on
the morning of September 14th, arrived in Honolulu, and
remained there about 18 hours. We spend the day visiting
the Elders and important places, and President S. E.
Wooley traveled the remainder of the way to Samoa with
(Remainder of story told by Florence Court Shields,
eldest daughter of Thomas S. Court.)
My father, Thomas Court served for nearly four years
on the Samoan Mission, during which time he was given
Power of Attorney to act for the Presidency of the Church
in the purchasing of lands for the Saints to gather.
Considering the times and conditions for communication
and travel a great deal was accomplished. Some of the
building, etc., that was done at the time is still in evidence.
Not too long after dad left for his mission, mother
gave birth to their fourth son, during which time both
mother and baby came near to death. Surely the Lord
looks after his own.
Dad returned from his mission in July 1908 and went
immediately to Canada to visit his family.
He returned to Provo and sold their home which he
had built on 7th West and 3rd North; moved his family
to Canada and purchased a farm in the vicinity of Raymond,
Raymond was a small settlement that had been
founded by Utah Pioneers, who were sent by the First
Presidency to open up and colonize a part of Southern
Alberta. The country was barren and flat, and considerably
different from the Salt Lake and Utah Lake Valleys.
The first crop harvested, was what is known as a
bumper crop and after the harvest was over, dad was
hired by the Knight Sugar Company as bookkeeper in
their office, for the winter months. It turned out to be a
long cold winter and having spent four years in the
tropics, Dad suffered extremely with the cold.
He planted and harvested not as good a crop in 1909.
In November of that year, he sold out in Canada and
returned with his family to Provo. Through the efforts
of his brother-in-law, W. P. Silver, he obtained employment
as an engineer for the Sinaloa Land and Fruit
Company in Mexico.
Mother and their five sons remained in Provo until
school closed, then she took the boys and went to Mexico
in June 1910. They had quite a struggle in Mexico, because
of the heat and the many inconveniences that living
in a tent would entail. Snakes of various kinds and sizes
seemed to be one of the most objectionable items to contend
with, they could be found almost anywhere anytime;
stretched across a child's path, curled up on clothes which
were removed at night.
In February of 1911, the Americans were driven out
of Mexico, because of internal strife, and mother and the
smaller children left first. Dad and the oldest boy soon
followed, but they were held up for 48 hours while a
bridge that was burned out was repaired. All of their
possessions had to be left behind.
Mother's parents, John Orson and Annabell Pratt had
left Provo and moved to Trenton, Cache County in 1910;
and that is where mother and dad went from Mexico. Dad
obtained a job surveying for the West Cache Canal Company,
so he purchased a lot and built a small house, and
moved his family.
Dad was next made principal of the West Cache High
The following year, he was appointed rural mail
carrier for West Cache County, and continued with this
until the spring of 1917, when after the death of his father,
he returned to Canada to assist mother with her farm.
He purchased land of his own and remained in Southern
Alberta for 20 years.
During their years in Trenton, my mother gave birth
to three more children, two boys and a girl, myself, Florence.
This bringing the total to eight children. While this
narrative is really a history of my father, and his accomplishments
and activities, we must not lose sight of the
fact that mother worked hard and sacrificed a great deal
of time, energy and health, in helping dad achieve his desires,
and while dad was in the heart of his family, mother
was hundreds of miles from her, and because of the
numerous demands made upon her, by us children, her
life didn't expand out of our yard far, nor was she able
to mix socially very much. These things along with many
unnamed difficulties, mother bore and helped overcome
without complaining. We children were never made aware
of the really rough times we had, in that rough, rugged,
sometimes cruel, but to me, wonderful country of Canada
and more specifically southern Alberta.
During the years in Alberta, dad continued being
active in the Church, holding such positions, as teacher
in the Raymond First Ward Sunday School, Counselor
in the Taylor Stake Sunday School, also working in the
M IA and I remember as a small youngster of going to
Priesthood meeting with Dad on Sunday morning, and
standing or sitting beside him while he taught the class.
Dad continued with his surveying, he having been
asked to run a survey for the United Irrigation District
in the Southwest part of the Providence. Also surveying
for the Canadian Pacific Railway, and running some of
the lines in the Southeast part of the Province in the
Cypress Area, extending into Saskatchewan.
He also carried on his trades of bricklaying and carpentering,
and helped build homes in the town of Raymond.
Also, many people remember him as the man who
layed the first cement sidewalks in Raymond, and for having
one of the first steam engines used for threshing, as
well as pulling nine plows or nine discs behind it at a time,
he did for Brother Knight, one spring, before putting in
In the spring of 1926, Dad and some of the older boys
went to a new irrigation project which was being opened
up for colonization, situated north of Lethbridge across
the Old Man River. The project was called "The Lethbridge
Northern Irrigation District," and took in quite a
sizeable tract of what had become poor dry land farming,
and where a good coal mining area had seen more prosperous
The town near where dad acquired 160 acres of irrigable
land, was 13 miles north of Lethbridge and called
Diamond City, so named because of the coal which had
been extracted from the ground. The town was fast folding
up and homes were being moved to other locations,
but the surrounding farming acres were being taken
over and soon homes were being built.
The next spring, mother and we younger ones moved
to the Northern, as it was called, and there we started
a new life again, and it wasn't the easiest job i n the world.
There had been enough of the Latter-day Saints move
close to Diamond City, for the Lethbridge ward to organize
a dependent branch. However, in 1929, when the Stake
Presidency formed the branch into a ward, they called
it the Diamond Ward, and appointed dad as the first
bishop, which position he held until the fall of 1935, when
he resigned to move to Cardston, to work in the Temple
There was a great deal of hard work to the job of
opening up new land and irrigating it, besides building
a house and the necessary buildings; as well as planting
windbreaks of trees, for the wind really blows in that
country. However, with everyone doing his or her share
end with the blessings of the Lord, we got along as well
as anyone during the depression. With the advent of irrigation
came the growing of sugar beets and alfalfa hay.
Also we could have a vegetable garden, and grow strawberries
While being a bishop and carrying on with the numerous
duties that position entails, dad was chairman for
the Diamond City Local, Lethbridge Northern Beet Growers
Association, during the early 1930's. Even as a bishop,
dad didn't forego being an active missionary for I recall
that at three different times he served as a stake missionary,
and left home for two, week terms and one six week
term, in the middle of winter.
From the time I was taken to the Albert a Temple in
Cardston and was baptized, I knew that dad was a diligent
genealogy worker; and as often as was possible,
while we lived i n Raymond, mother and dad made the
then long journey to the Temple. Afte r we moved to
Diamond City, and the transportation methods were improved,
dad planned and carried out excursions to the
In July 1935, all of the children were married, except
the three youngest who were born in Raymond, they
being two boys and one girl, bringing the total to eleven
children, nine boys and two girls. Dad had wanted to work
again in the Temple so the farm was left for some of the
boys to operate and mother, with the three children,
went with him to live near the Temple. Dad was soon
one of the regular officiators, doing the work he dearly
loved, with a man who had been on the Samoan Islands,
at the same time dad was there. This man was Ed. J.
Wood, president of the Alberta Temple.
In 1938, Dad suffered a slight stroke causing almost
complete loss of hearing, which made it necessary for him
to give up Temple work. So mother with the three younger
children came back to Provo and established themselves
by obtaining employment and going to school. As
soon as dad settled his affairs in Cardston and Diamond
City, he followed, and here they are living today.
Dad stayed as active as his impaired hearing would
permit, but it was soon evident that because he could
not participate as actively in the church as he had done
all of his life, he was losing interest in what was happening,
The world was moving too quickly, with many
changes taking place, and to a person who can't hear,
what he sees doesn't make much sense. So now he sits,
in his sunset years, watching time and people pass his
window without really hearing or seeing them, but living
in a very real world of his own, full of memories, of
people, places and work in the Gospel so dear to his
heart. A man who lived for the Gospel and loved people,
who can't remember either, but continues to read a great
deal, and is happy when he sees a familiar face, but those
too are fading from his memory. But he stiU reads, lectures
and converses with his now unseen friends; and who
is to say but that he is happy.
Death came to him September 23,1957. He was buried
September 27, 1957 in the Provo City Cemetery.