Month: August 2022

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Michael & Suzanna Melycher Family

John & May, Mary, Michael, William, Stephen, Michael Jr, Suzanna, Anthony, Anna, Myrtle & Joseph Melycher

This photo was taken 25 May 1936 presumably in Fairfield County, Connecticut of the Melycher family.

Michael Melycher was born 20 October 1869 in Modrová, Nové Mesto nad Váhom, Trenčiansky, Slovakia. Suzanna Gajdosik was born 22 June 1878 in the same location. Michael and Suzanna were married 3 February 1896. I am not clear when they immigrated to the United States, some records show as early as 1897, others as late as 1909.

Michael and Suzanna had 10 children.

Stephanus Melycher born September 1898 and died before 1903 in Slovakia.

Michael Carl Melycher born 7 April 1900 in Mondrova and died 30 April 1987 in Newport, Campbell, Kentucky.

John R Melycher born 29 April 1902 in Austria and died 16 February 1985 in Fort Lauderdale, Broward, Florida. His wife, May B Linderman, is also in the photo above. She was born 28 May 1911 in Kentucky and passed in 1995 in Fort Lauderdale.

Father Stephen Daniel Melycher was born 4 February 1905 in Austria and died 20 January 1997 in Brooklyn, Anne Arundel, Maryland.

Joseph Romano Melycher born 16 August 1910 in Croton Falls, Putnam, New York and died 19 August 1993 in Danbury, Fairfield, Connecticut. His wife, Myrtle Beardsley, is also in the photo above. She was born 7 April 1915 in Newtown, Fairfield, Connecticut and passed 30 May 1992 in Danbury.

Anna Mary Melycher born 10 March 1912 in Croton Falls and died 14 August 1990 in Bridgeport, Fairfield, Connecticut.

Mary Melycher born 27 February 1914 in Croton Falls and died 16 September 2013.

Anthony Francis Melycher born 15 November 1915 in Bridgeport and died 8 September 1984 in Danbury.

William Francis Melycher born 21 September 1918 in Newtown and died 14 July 1997 in Newtown. My Uncle Willie, or William Francis Melycher Jr is the son of William Sr.

Rudolph Melycher born 17 March 1920 in Newtown and died 20 September 1920 in Newtown.

Michael Sr died 22 August 1947 in Bridgeport. Suzanna died 7 January 1959, also in Bridgeport.

Here is another picture of the same occasion.

William, Joseph, Michael, Stephen, John, and Anthony Melycher

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The Bridge Builder

Bridge near Hyde, Greater Manchester, England. Elder John Peters stands on the bridge in 1999.

The old man going a lone highway, came in the evening, cold and gray, to a chasm vast, both deep and wide, through which was flowing a sullen tide.

The old man crossed in the twilight dim; the swollen stream was as naught to him; but he stopped when safe on the farther side and build a bridge to span the tide.

“Old man,” said a fellow pilgrim near, “You are wasting your strength in labor here. Your journey will end with the closing day. You never again will pass this way. You’ve crossed the chasm deep and wide why build you this bridge at eventide?”

The laborer lifted his old gray head, “Good friend, in the path I have come,” he said, “There followeth after me today a youth whose feet must pass this way. The chasm which has been naught to me, to that young man may a pitfall be. He, too, must cross in the twilight dim. Good friend, I am building this bridge for him.”

Miss Will Allen Dromgoole

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Hiram at General Conference

Paul and Hiram Ross at General Conference Sat 2 April 2022

We have tried to take our kids to General Conference when they turn 8. Generally, children under 8 are not invited to General Conference. Hiram turned 8 in 2020, but due to Covid-19 General Conference was not open to the public in 2020 and 2021. Hiram had to wait until he was almost 10 to attend!

Traffic in Salt Lake City was not too bad. As you can see, we are about half-way back on the main floor, do we did pretty well for seats.

President Nelson and President Ballard both spoke about missionary work. At one point Hiram turned to me and said these talks were for him. He felt the spirit and need for missionary work. Glad the Spirit touched him on this important point. Now to prepare…

Elder Bednar’s talk about heeding them not touched me. Let Us All Press On is one of my favorite hymns and has a history for me.

Time ran out. We had to head back to Kaysville so Amanda, Aliza, and Jill could go to the afternoon and evening session.

Hiram on our way out of the Conference Center