William Leslie Thompson

23 Oct 1885 - 11 Nov 1953


William Leslie Thompson

23 Oct 1885 - 11 Nov 1953
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Written by his wife, Eva S. Thompson William Leslie Thompson, son of William Riley Thompson and Rosetta Johnson Thompson, was born October 23, 1885 in Scipio, Millard County, Utah. He was the oldest of eleven children born to these fine parents (4 sons and 7 daughters). These children, born under th
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William Leslie Thompson


Provo City Cemetery

610 S State St
Provo, Utah, Utah
United States


June 8, 2011


June 7, 2011

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Contributor: crex Created: 9 months ago Updated: 9 months ago

Written by his wife, Eva S. Thompson William Leslie Thompson, son of William Riley Thompson and Rosetta Johnson Thompson, was born October 23, 1885 in Scipio, Millard County, Utah. He was the oldest of eleven children born to these fine parents (4 sons and 7 daughters). These children, born under the new and everlasting covenant, were taught the Gospel from infancy. Leslie’s father’s first home in Scipio was rough unhewn logs without even chinking (plaster filling). The floors were rough wide boards with cracks and big knot holes. As Leslie was a little fellow playing on the floor, the grass and alfalfa grew up through the floor. He put everything he could find through the holes. His mother soon missed her scissors and her button hook that she buttoned her shoes with and her big hair pins and a good many other useful articles. Leslie had put them through the knot hole so his father had to take a board out of the floor in order to get the things out. Leslie grew up as most young boys do in the farming community—learned to ride horses, went with his father to the farm and helped in various ways. At eight years, Leslie was baptized a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (October 28, 1893) by Thomas Yates and confirmed the same day by William I. Hatch. At the age of twelve years he was ordained a deacon by his grandfather, Daniel Thompson (November 12, 1897) and acted as president of his quorum. William Riley said Leslie never disappointed him in his life or disobeyed him. But one day cousin Curtis Johnson said he would give Leslie $5 if he would take a drink of whiskey. Leslie gave in. It went right to his head. On the way home from the dance he thought he was stepping over three feet with each step. He went upstairs to his room to go to bed. It wasn’t long before the house began going around and around, and he became so sick that he vomited. He crawled out of bed and tried to find his way out onto a little veranda, but he felt around and couldn’t find the door. He felt so sick that he thought he was going to die. His folks must have heard him, because his father said, “I’ll take care of that. This morning we are going to have the thrashers.” Leslie was called at 5:00 o’clock am. He didn’t want any breakfast; he was just too sick. So his father said, “Come on, son, you can do with me.” He put Leslie at the tail end of the thrasher where the straw and the chaff was blown out from the wheat. It was the dustiest, dirtiest place to work. He stacked grain all day until sun down. He was too sick to want anything to eat, but drank all the water there was in the keg. He was a pretty tired chap. No apologies were made by his parents. Leslie went home a pretty tired boy and made up his mind that a drink of whiskey would never tempt him again, and it never did. Leslie had a very good vice and his mother, who worked in the Primary, taught him to sing the church songs. He sang them in Primary and in my other gatherings of the ward. His songs were always very much in demand. He advanced in the Priesthood regularly—from deacon to teacher, then priest—and at the age of nineteen was ordained to the office of an elder (March 7, 1906). He was set apart for his mission by Apostle Francis Marion Lyman (March 27, 1906) and promised that he should go on this mission to the Eastern States and labor among the people—many of them being advanced in the arts and sciences. Still, through God’s blessings, he would be magnified in the eyes of those with whom he labored, being preserved in all purity and gaining an everlasting testimony of the divinity of the mission of the Prophet Joseph Smith and of the Savior, our Redeemer, walking in the footsteps of his father and grandfather and standing privileged in the sight of our Father which is in Heaven from this time henceforth. That mission was completed and he returned home in April, 1908. On September 2, 1908 he was married to Eva Merinda Stephenson, daughter of Thomas C. Stephenson and Lisa Thomson Poulson of Holden, Millard County, Utah. They were married in the Manti Temple by President Lewis Anderson. They lived in Holden at the Stephenson home the first six years of their married life, caring for the aged father until his death (May 26, 1912) at the age of 887 years. Eva’s mother preceded her father in death (December 8, 1906). In September 1909, Leslie was chosen Stake Superintendent of Y.M.M.I.A. of Millard Stake with James a. Stephenson as first counselor and Franklin Badger as second counselor and William T. Stevens as secretary. He worked in this capacity for nine years. About one year after the death of Father Stephenson, the family moved to Scipio where Leslie purchased his grandfather Daniel Thompson’s farm as well as a few acres from his father on which they built a new home. At this time three children blessed this home (Elaine, Homer and Edith). They lived in Scipio seven and a half years where two sons were born to them (Daniel Stephenson and Alma Evan). In the ward Leslie worked as Chairman of the Amusement Committee, which meant being present at all ward parties, supervising dances—that being their best means of entertainment. Still acting as Stake Superintendent of Y.M.M.I.A. with Sister Maggie Hatch of Scipio at Stake President of Y.L.M.I.A., they with their counselors made many trips through Millard Stake visiting with these groups in each ward. These trips were made by team and buggy and took a full week to do it. Millard Stake had not been divide then—that meant Oak City, Leamington, Delta, Oasis, Deseret, Hinkley, Kanosh, Meadow, Fillmore, Holden and Scipio had to be visited regularly. Stake Conference each fall, June Conference in Salt Lake and Quarterly Conference each three months along with farming and cattle raising made a busy life for a young family. In September, 1916, two of the Thompson brothers were called into the service of their country. The Great World War was raging and much money was called for from every community. Liberty Bonds were bought to help win that war and bring those boys home again. Leslie was offered a job feeding sheep for Joe Jorgensen in Sigurd. His father encouraged him to go so that the needed money for Bonds might be raised. Father Thompson said, “You’d better go and I’ll take care of your farm and family.” He spent a year there, then moved his family to Sigurd where he bought a small home and lived four years. Leslie was released from Stake M.I.A. work in June, 1918, while working in Sevier County. In Sigurd he was called to work in the Sunday School Superintendency as First Counselor as well as Chairman of the Ward Entertainment Committee. In Scipio, Father Thompson and Leslie’s youngest brother, Riley, continued to care for Leslie’s farm and cattle. In the fall of 1919 he gathered his cattle and moved them onto Fish Lake Reserve. Three years he worked for Bishop John Dastrup on his farm and cared for the cattle on the Reserve. The farm in Scipio was sold to his brother, Glen, who had returned form the war safely, and the home was sold to Milo Dyches. In March, 1922, Leslie purchased a farm and building lot in Aurora—four miles from Sigurd. A baby girl was added to the family March 30th, 1922 (Rose Blanche), and in May he moved is family to the farm in Aurora. A new home was built in Aurora and December 5, 1923, the family was happy to move into a new home again. The little home in Sigurd was to Lydia Cowley. In June, 1923, Leslie was called by Stake President Arthur Christensen to again work in Stake Y.M.M.I.A. as first counselor to Superintendent Alma Sorenson. In May, 1926, Superintendent Sorenson was released and Leslie filled the position as Stake Superintendent of Sevier Stake until 1931. During this time he worked with the ward Scouts as Scout Leader, sand in ward choir and had charge of recreational affairs in the ward. Two other babies by this time had been added to the family; a baby girl in February, 1924 (Eva Joy) and in March, 1926, a baby boy (Paul Stephenson). Of this family of eight fine children Leslie was justly proud. The boys worked faithfully beside their father on a fine farm, earning a good living. Seven of them were graduated from North Sevier High School, being prominent in school activities. The two oldest came to B.Y.U. for college00Elaine graduated in June, 1932 and taught three years in Provo, William Homer attended in 1930-31 and spring quarter of 1932. In 1942, this family sold all interest in Sevier County and moved to Provo, Utah. Leslie had had a long ***** spell in 1940-41 and had an operation in the L.D.S. Hospital that kept him from February 1 to March 25, 1942. During this illness the oldest son took care of the business of purchasing a farm in Orem where he and his father worked as turkey growers. A home was purchased at 658 North 1st East in Provo (September, 1942) where the two younger children lived with their parents—Joy attending B.Y.U. and Paul going to Provo High where he graduated May 28, 1944. Paul was later called into the service of his country, serving in the Navy. He returned home after a serious illness and resumed his schooling at B.Y.U. He filled a mission to the North Central States. Of these eight children, four have attended B.Y.U. They were all married in the Temple of the Lord for time and eternity. In September, 1944, Leslie was chosen by Bishop Ernest Frandsen to act as Superintendent of Y.M.M.I.A. and he worked in that capacity for two years. He was released and called to work as Stake Missionary one year and was then chosen to act as Stake President of Missionaries in Provo Stake. He was set apart for this work by President Charles E. Rowen, and he served in this capacity for three years. Leslie was ordained a seventy on April 14, 1935 in Salina by President Samuel O. Bennion and he was ordained a high priest in 1951 by Earl Craythorn. Three years before he died, he bought a small home on 369 East 5th North in Provo where they could be more quiet. They kept the big home on first East and filled it each year with B.Y.U. students. After working seven years in the turkey growing business, Leslie was given the pleasure of working at the Brigham Young University as boiler operator at the large heating plant that they operated for the comfort of the students. He was employed by B.Y.U. until his death, November 11, 1953.

First Letter of Each Word Spells My Name

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Let me live in peace with men Encourage them all whenever I can Strive to live the best each day Leaving unpleasant thoughts along the way I’ll overcome evil with good Encourage faith in brotherhood The heights of glory are reached Holding on to the truth we beseech O may our lives be an open book Making it sparkle like a babbling brook Prepare for the blessings while you can Sometimes you’ll know they are mightier than man Stay on the path that will lead you through Never give up but to the end be true.


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Life is a book whose leaves unfold To the beauty of life and a story yet to be told, Of an era of peace in the wonderful life Of the beauty of love and the tragedy of strife. May we like the rose bud so tender and sweet Remember the beauty in all we may meet That our lives may be full of love to serve That we, from the path so narrow and straight, never swerve. Till the Master on high may beckon us come Saying “good friend your labors on earth have been well done So enter ye in the pearly gate Where you shall find love and never hate.”

The Beauty of Living

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The flowers are blooming on the hillside fair It gives me thought as I look over there They smile in the sunshine that peeks through the trees And wave their pretty heads in the cool gentle breeze. The seasons change; they come and go God planned these things and made them so. Like the sun in the morning, it enters the sky, And goes to its rest as the hours pass by. Let’s be like the flowers, greet the world with a smile And feel the struggles in life are really worthwhile.

My Sweetheart

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Out of the night I came to you, my dear. The world seemed cold and full of sadness Until the day I found you, I was full of fear. But the day I came to you, sorrow changed to gladness. You lifted me up and gave me greater joy For things I hoped for when I was just a boy. Things that meant faith, hope and a full life Things that I only knew as trouble and strife. So now, my dear, my thanks to you for your light For showing me things wrong and sending me right. For the things that make me love to do, That brightens tat channel I travel through; Through a life of pleasure in doing my best Until I have finished my work on earth may I have rest. Faith in hope that someday, my dear, I shall always have you to teach me things so clear That life may be sweet, full of joy and love, Love that will live with us forever more Until we shall live side by side on that eternal shore.

To My Daughters

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At the beginning of this yuletide, I pen these few lines with my heart full of pride. For a joy that has come to me so clear As I look back on the past without any fear. To pay tribute to those I love so dear, My heart swells with joy when they are near. There are four girls, I know very well, Their virtues, their loyalty, and love makes my heart swell. They are kind, loving, charitable and true, They all love to work and their jobs aren’t few. They are obedient, have many friends where they are known. If I were to tell who they are, proud to day they are my own. They gladden our hearts in time of distress. They are come to praise, cheer and caress. May their hearts be filled with the blessing of love, That we in eternity shall live up above.

A Letter Written to Joy

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While in Eugene Oregon Feb 24, 1952 My Dear Children, Brace yourself and hang onto your chair; For with you, some of the news I’ll try to share. The snow is deep and the weather is cold, So it makes a man feel like he was getting old. Though my health is good and I am able to go, From home to here to make a little more dough; My heart is filled with a great deal of love For the blessings I get from my Father above. So I should smile as I trudge along Having a prayer in my heart and not feel forlorn. I’ve been interrupted for a little spell, But the reason I am glad to tell. A couple of boys came walking in, One was tall and quite thin, The other shorter with not much hair, A well-built chap with a complexion fair You may think of one as a wonderful man; The name we’ll give him is your brother Dan. The other one’s name isn’t Jack or Bevin But another brother we call Alma Evan. A little more news I may write with this pen, Your mother went to a parlor but it cost her a ten. So with this little bit I’ll say good nite And hope that you will retire and you’ll sleep real tite. Lovingly Dad


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Things in this life that are really worth while Are the struggles you meet and surmount with a smile. The opportunities that come and I say, “I’ll try.” To use them for good as they are passing by Will give me a hope for a fuller life; A life filled with joy, to think I did strive To build for stronger character as time passed by. So now I feel sure the obstacles I meet Can be trodden to the earth by my sturdy feet, And I shall have joy in the faith I had To look at the good instead of the bad.


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At this yuletide I would like to say Let’s have peace so our boys can come home to stay Come away from strife and sin, So they can be at peace with the world again. War is cruel and takes its toll, But God helps men to save their soul From the ravages of evil and sin So when the gate is open He’ll say go ye in To the place prepared for the faithful ones. May we all prove worth to be there with our sons.

A Prayer for my Youngest

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Hark! I hear the sound of the big guns And men are running everywhere. I hear the bugle calling the sound of drums. The officers are generals are assembling there- They are calling for men to go and fight: Fight for freedom that we have our share Of our country’s graces so noble and bright. They called one day and said to me, “You have a son we need in this fight.” I closed my eyes and on bended knee I prayed to God to spare us from such a plight. But they took him away at the break of day. But as he was leaving I heard him say “All will be right.” So I gave my all for my country so dear; I struggled with life, I prayed with all my might That they would send my boy home to me again With his life more beautiful and his spirit contrite. As the days rolled by, I heard from him, It gave me hope and that tonight That my prayers had been answered and I feel within A new hope for a brighter day. I am thankful to God that I learned to pray. And so my son went through this awful fight And to my great surprise as I walked along one day He fondled me in his arms so strong and tight “Dear God, I’m thankful I’m home with Mother and you to stay.”

Life timeline of William Leslie Thompson

William Leslie Thompson was born on 23 Oct 1885
William Leslie Thompson was 7 years old when Electrical engineer Nikola Tesla gives the first public demonstration of radio in St. Louis, Missouri. Nikola Tesla was a Serbian American inventor, electrical engineer, mechanical engineer, physicist, and futurist who is best known for his contributions to the design of the modern alternating current (AC) electricity supply system.
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William Leslie Thompson was 18 years old when The Wright brothers make their first attempt to fly with the Wright Flyer at Kitty Hawk, North Carolina. The Wright brothers, Orville and Wilbur, were two American aviators, engineers, inventors, and aviation pioneers who are generally credited with inventing, building, and flying the world's first successful airplane. They made the first controlled, sustained flight of a powered, heavier-than-air aircraft on December 17, 1903, four miles south of Kitty Hawk, North Carolina. In 1904–05 the brothers developed their flying machine into the first practical fixed-wing aircraft. Although not the first to build experimental aircraft, the Wright brothers were the first to invent aircraft controls that made fixed-wing powered flight possible.
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William Leslie Thompson was 31 years old when Tsar Nicholas II of Russia was forced to abdicate in the February Revolution, ending three centuries of Romanov rule. Nicholas II or Nikolai II, known as Saint Nicholas in the Russian Orthodox Church, was the last Emperor of Russia, ruling from 1 November 1894 until his forced abdication on 15 March 1917. His reign saw the fall of the Russian Empire from one of the foremost great powers of the world to economic and military collapse. He was given the nickname Nicholas the Bloody or Vile Nicholas by his political adversaries due to the Khodynka Tragedy, anti-Semitic pogroms, Bloody Sunday, the violent suppression of the 1905 Russian Revolution, the executions of political opponents, and his perceived responsibility for the Russo-Japanese War (1904-1905). Soviet historians portray Nicholas as a weak and incompetent leader whose decisions led to military defeats and the deaths of millions of his subjects.
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William Leslie Thompson was 44 years old when The New York Stock Exchange crashes in what will be called the Crash of '29 or "Black Tuesday", ending the Great Bull Market of the 1920s and beginning the Great Depression. The New York Stock Exchange, is an American stock exchange located at 11 Wall Street, Lower Manhattan, New York City, New York. It is by far the world's largest stock exchange by market capitalization of its listed companies at US$21.3 trillion as of June 2017. The average daily trading value was approximately US$169 billion in 2013. The NYSE trading floor is located at 11 Wall Street and is composed of 21 rooms used for the facilitation of trading. A fifth trading room, located at 30 Broad Street, was closed in February 2007. The main building and the 11 Wall Street building were designated National Historic Landmarks in 1978.
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William Leslie Thompson was 54 years old when Adolf Hitler signs an order to begin the systematic euthanasia of mentally ill and disabled people. Adolf Hitler was a German politician, demagogue, and Pan-German revolutionary, who was the leader of the Nazi Party, Chancellor of Germany from 1933 to 1945 and Führer ("Leader") of Nazi Germany from 1934 to 1945. As dictator, Hitler initiated World War II in Europe with the invasion of Poland in September 1939, and was central to the Holocaust.
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William Leslie Thompson was 60 years old when World War II: Nagasaki is devastated when an atomic bomb, Fat Man, is dropped by the United States B-29 Bockscar. Thirty-five thousand people are killed outright, including 23,200-28,200 Japanese war workers, 2,000 Korean forced workers, and 150 Japanese soldiers. Nagasaki is the capital and the largest city of Nagasaki Prefecture on the island of Kyushu in Japan. The city's name, 長崎, means "long cape" in Japanese. Nagasaki became a centre of colonial Portuguese and Dutch influence in the 16th through 19th centuries, and the Hidden Christian Sites in the Nagasaki Region have been recognized and included in the UNESCO World Heritage List. Part of Nagasaki was home to a major Imperial Japanese Navy base during the First Sino-Japanese War and Russo-Japanese War.
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William Leslie Thompson died on 11 Nov 1953 at the age of 68
Grave record for William Leslie Thompson (23 Oct 1885 - 11 Nov 1953), BillionGraves Record 12570 Provo, Utah, Utah, United States