Our time in The Netherlands is coming to a close. Today was our last day in Amsterdam. Tomorrow we begin the trek across Germany to Dresden. We have to be on the train about 7 AM and will find ourselves winding to Berlin. From Berlin, after some quick touring, we will make the final leg to Dresden. It should be an interesting day.
Morning flowers in Amsterdam
Today was fascinating.
Dutch countryside, flowers!
We made our way to Den Haag or as we know it, The Hague.
Dutch windmill in the wild!
What a pretty little city.
Ridderzaal, Den Haag (The Hague)
We walked around the Dutch Parliament Buildings.
Voormalige hofkapel, Den Haag
We got some pictures with the UN Justice Building.
Internationaal Hof van Justitie, Den Haag
We went to see the Prison Gate Prison.
There we got to see the old ways of torture.
This was more Amanda’s bag than anything else.
I was along for the ride.
Walking through Den Haag, I saw this store front. My Great Grandmother was a van Leeuwen, Berendena van Leeuwen Donaldson (1898 – 1959).
I really didn’t mind.
We are on our way out.
Canal back in Amsterdam
Have a great day!
Rijksmuseum in Amsterdam
Look forward to Dresden.
Pretty little house in Amsterdam
Exhausted. Time to climb the narrow stairs to our hostel.
A funny story about our hostel. The bathroom was small, we were on the top floor. The entire bathroom was a shower. When taking a shower, it would fully douse the sink, toilet, etc. Nothing was protected. You could relieve yourself and shower and bidet all at the same time. And no lock on the door! Amanda was horrified. I had to stand guard so nobody dared enter while she was in there!
So, in the next few weeks, I am re-posting a series of posts from 2008. Back then, the glorious internet did not easily allow for photos to be included in a blog. Those photos then had to be posted separately as an album. With the updates of technology and wanting to more fully integrate those photos into the original posts from 2008, I am redoing all the posts from our 6 week European trip. This will help me link the photos with the steps of the trip. So, this is the 17 year reunion of this trip with photos integrated into the posts. This will also be fun to reconstruct and give inserts to the trip from 17 years more experience!
I freely edit any and all the posts to correct or update.
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Boy, am I glad June is here! My wife has joined me from Virginia after our long separation due to job and school. What a relief! I don’t have to worry about her stressing herself out or pursued by a much more dashing, intelligent, catch of a man.
We leave this week for what may be the trip of a lifetime. How many times in a lifetime, if ever, does one get to go to Europe for 6 weeks? We will be starting with friends in Belgium, working our way to Luxembourg, France, Switzerland, Italy, Slovakia, Germany, The Netherlands, England, Wales, Scotland, and who knows where else we may stumble. We cannot afford it, but why not live with some reckless abandon for a little while? We leave on the 4th to return on the 16th of July.
Amanda packing for Europe
We signed a purchase contract for a home this month. Somewhere around the 22nd of June we will be closing on a humble home in Oklahoma City. Who would ever have thought my first home purchase would be in Oklahoma City? Did I ever think I would move or live in Oklahoma City. Most certainly not.
Amanda and I just hit all three of the Idaho temples this past week. Amanda had never been to any of them. We have now hit all three Idaho and 11 Utah temples. Before year end, we will have three more in those states to hit to make it complete once again. I am very sad I will be in Oklahoma City when the dedication of the Twin Falls Temple takes place. Amanda and I will be helping with the open house in July. I guess that is some solace for missing the dedication. I believe Idaho Falls and Manti are still my favorite temples. The Rexburg Temple has so many beautiful rooms. However, for some reason I still prefer the sessions that are split up into all their sections. Manti and Idaho Falls Temples both have you moving between all the rooms. Manti has the pioneer value and beauty with a live session, but the simplicity of Idaho Falls with its rooms and movement make it a favorite. Salt Lake certainly has the beauty but the place seems more like a zoo than a temple, especially in the summer with all the sealings.
This past week Amanda spent a day with me at work doing bench testing. It was a beautiful day and we spent nearly all of it in Minidoka. The Minidoka Longhorn Cafe and Whitesides Dairy were enjoyable for me. The wastewater we play with is less than beautiful but it is part of life. Whether we like it or not, we all have waste and somebody has to deal with it. I thought Amanda was going to throw up at one point when we were doing some filtration. She kept it down, luckily. The day turned out well. Except for the fact Amanda picked up a tick somewhere. Not only did she pick him up, the tick dug in and started to sup near the middle of her calf. She was not a happy camper when she discovered him. A little polish remover and it backed right out. Hope it got plenty to eat for the long stay in the septic tank.
For the first time in 8 years since Grandma Ross passed away, all my siblings were back together. Becky was coming through Southern Idaho so Scott organized a BBQ. All five of us where there. It was really quite a bit of fun and I enjoyed myself. Vicki, Dad’s first wife, was there. Dad and Jan were there as well. Andra brought Brian and Daniel and little Daniel was certainly a favorite.
I know I have not been writing as much. Despite more people reading the blog than ever before, I just don’t feel like I have much to write. A couple of people want me to write more relevant things that would pertain to them, but how does one write interesting things for everyone? Then, how does anyone write for someone else and keep their voice and soul into it?
I am afraid the Ross household are temple tourists. Anyone who knows me knows that I have a couple of quirks. One of which, I like to drive by temples. The more distant a location, the greater likelihood I will plan visiting a temple. Even if it is just to drive past and snap a picture. Now that my children are old enough to attend the temple, my unwritten goal is to attend varying temples. In visiting with Aliza and Hiram, they have not been keeping much of a record. Here I am, trying to re-create a list of temples they both have attended 2022 to present. I can cheat because we often take a picture while there.
Aliza could start attending the temple in January 2022. We did not have any goals for attendance, usually just whenever our Burley 11 Ward would go to the temple.
16 April 2022 – Pocatello Idaho Temple – Bill Teal, Mary Lou Teal, Amanda Ross, Aliza Ross, Paul Ross, Eliza Hales, Brad Hales, Aleah Hales
14 May 2022 – Logan Utah Temple – Paul and Aliza Ross with Aleah, Brad, and Eliza Hales
31 December 2022 – Brigham City Utah Temple – Paul Ross, Aleah Hales, Eliza Hales, Brad Hales, Aliza Ross, Amanda Ross
28 April 2023 – Ogden Utah Temple
27 May 2023 – Bountiful Utah Temple – Paul and Aliza Ross, Brad, Aleah, and Eliza Hales, Marianne Christensen
19 August 2023 – Twin Falls Idaho Temple – Paul Ross, Brad Hales, Aliza Ross, Aleah Hales, Eliza Hales
Hiram could start attending the temple in January 2024. That year the Burley 8 Ward (we moved houses) asked that we set a goal of attending monthly in 2024. We fulfilled that goal.
12 January 2024 – Pocatello Idaho Temple – Amanda, Aliza, Milo, Hiram, and Paul Ross
23 March 2024 – Manti Utah Temple – Amanda, Paul, Hiram, James, Lillie, and Aliza Ross with Jill Hemsley
17 May 2024 – Layton Utah Temple – Lillian Ross, Paul Ross, Amanda Ross, Aliza Ross, Bryan Hemsley, Jill Hemsley, James Ross, Hiram Ross
18 May 2024 – Taylorsville Utah Temple – Bryan Hemsley, James Ross, Jill Hemsley, Aliza Ross, Lillian Ross, Hiram Ross, Amanda Ross, Paul Ross
11 October 2024 – Deseret Peak Utah Temple – Paul Ross, James Ross, Amanda Ross, Hiram Ross, Aliza Ross, Jill Hemsley, Lillie Ross, Bryan Hemsley, Shanna Thompson
16 May 2025 – Syracuse Utah Temple
30 August 2025 – Elko Nevada Temple – Brad and Rachel Hales Family with Ross Family with Lea Pierucci Izama (exchange student from Germany, staying with Hales family)
8 November 2025 – Burley Idaho Temple, Amanda Ross, Brad Hales, Anson Hales, Aleah Hales, James Ross (front), Lea Pierucci Izama (back), Paul Ross, Audra Hales, Aliza Ross
This was a fun visit. Some of the kids commented about where under the temple, in the foundations, might their rocks be found? We all submitted rocks with thoughts and our names on them that were placed before the foundations were poured.
14 November 2025 – Burley Idaho Temple – Hiram Ross, Amanda Ross, Lillie Ross, Rowan Hemsley (arm around), Margo Hemsley, Bryan Hemsley, Olivia Hemsley, Jill Hemsley, Jack Hemsley, James Ross, Paul Ross, Aliza Ross, Jordan Hemsley, Derek Hemsley
And other drive by shootings related to temples in 2022-2025.
29 November 2025 – Provo City Utah Temple – Paul, Aliza, and Hiram Ross with Jill Hemsley
This is only a record of attending the temple for Aliza and Hiram. Many know I have had my own personal goal for monthly attending the temple from September 1998 to the present.
Our mother, Mary Magdalena Wanner was born September 12, 1873 at Atzenweiler, Neckarkreis, Wuerttemberg. Wuerttemberg is one of the States in the divided German nation.
Mother is a daughter of Johann Georg Wanner and Anna Maria Schmid, and was given the name of Maria Magdalina. After the family came to the United States, mother adopted the American spelling of Mary Magdalina which she used the remainder of her life.
Our mother and her brothers and sisters were very fortunate to have parents who were honorable, upright hard working people who loved their children and worked very hard to see that they got the very best they could. Both parents believed in God and had a strong faith that their prayers would be answered in providing them with the blessings they needed. They belonged to the Luteran Church, and tried to teach their children correct principles.
Mother was the 3rd child in a family of 10 children – 5 boys and 5 girls; two of her brothers died at an early age in Germany.
Between the ages of 7 and 8, mother took care of her younger brothers and sisters while her mother and father were working in the fields. She was told to get the children to sleep; and when they woke up she would bring them to the fields to their parents. She was anxious for the children to settle down and get to sleep, so she would hold her finger tips over their eye lids thinking this would make them go to sleep but when she took her fingers off they would be wide awake.
Mother started school at the age of 8 years and graduated when she was 14. She did not go to school after that.
From the age of 10 until 13 she herded cows on a big hillside. The family lived on a farm and everyone had to help. Their father was gone a great deal of the time as a road overseer, or working in the Black Forest to make a little extra money to help increase the family income. Mother had to do a lot of hard work such as getting wood from the canyon to use for fuel to heat the house and to cook with.
Another of her jobs was to lead the cows that pulled the plow. She also piled hay and gathered grain in the fields. Most of the work was done by hand and much of the time the hay was piled on the fence so it would dry.
A 9 years of age she learned to knit and she became very proficient in this art. She knitted all her life supplying her own family with socks, etc. She knitted scarfs, caps, socks and sweaters for the soldiers during both World War 1 and 2. Among the things she knitted was a beautiful white shawl for my first baby. She also knitted two choice sweaters for my husband, one of which he has been wearing on many occasions for over 40 years and it is still in good condition. He still uses it and it has been very useful to him throughout these 40 years.
When she was 11 years of age, she could not walk for a time because of a problem with her leg. At this time, it was necessary that she be put in a baby buggy and pushed 5 or 6 miles to see the doctor.
She went to the city of Ravensburg to work when she was 15 years of age. She took care of children, did washings, ironing, helped with the cooking as well as other household tasks. While working at this job, mother developed a sore on her hand which required that she be hospitalized for two or three weeks.
During the year 1891, mother’s father brought some missionaries to their home. These missionaries were representing the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. These missionaries were Jacob Zollinger from Providence, Utah, John Hassenfritz of the Bear Lake area, and John Federley of Salt Lake City, Utah. Incidentally, I got to meet Jacob Zollinger, a very fine man. After my marriage, whenever I sent to the Temple, Brother Zollinger was there.
After the missionaries had been teaching them the gospel for some time, the family became very much interested and decided they would like to join the church. Some of the family that were old enough were baptized in October, 1891, and became members of the only True Church. This brought peace to their minds and joy to their hearts. It didn’t take long for this family to decide that they wanted to leave their native land and come to the United States where they could have religious freedom and better opportunities for their family to provide for their wants and needs. Not so long after this, the oldest son came to this country with some returning missionaries. This was Uncle George.
In the spring of 1893 her mother and father made preparations to take their family to America. When all was ready, they said good-bye to their relatives, friends, their home and native land.
They rode the train for one day after which they took a boat up the Rhine River. After being on the boat for 3 or 4 days, they took the train for another day which took them to the North Sea. At the north sea they got on a large boat to go to Liverpool, England. The Sea was very rough and stormy. It took them another day to reach Liverpool where they boarded a big ship and sailed for America. They were on the ocean about two weeks before they reached New York where they stayed for two or three days. Then they took the train and started across the continent for Salt Lake City, Utah. They stopped at Chicago, Illinois for one day and one night; then continued on their way. After they got to Salt Lake City, they continued on their journey to Franklin, Idaho, arriving there the 18th June 1893. After their long hard tedious journey, they were all happy and anxious to get settled in their newly adopted homeland.
They were met by their brother George and Fred Nuffer with a team of horses and a wagon. They also brought a buggy with horses. They went to Fred Nuffer’s place in Cub River where her brother George had been working. They stayed at Nuffer’s place about one week. Her father soon started to look for a place to buy and settle down. He decided to take a trip over to the Bear Lake side to see what he could find. Grandpa took mother with him on this trip. They walked across mountains and had to cross the Cub River which was very swift and difficult for them to wade across. They spent one miserable night in the mountains listening to the bears growling. They saved some of their bread to give the bears in case they bothered them.
The next Sunday after arriving in Franklin, they all went to church in Glendale and had their membership records moved to that ward. The Ward Clerk in Glendale was William Addison Wagstaff who later became mother’s husband. Grandpa Wanner soon bought the home and farm of John Nuffer in Glendale. Grandpa and Grandma lived there a number of years and then sold it to their son Fred. Later he sold it to his son Bertus.
In a short time Mrs. Fred Nuffer got mother a job in Logan, Utah, doing house work for a lady by the name of Robin. Mother could not speak the English language at this time but with the help of this good family she was able to understand and speak a little.
Mother worked for the Robin’s until 1894, at which time she went to work for a family by the name of Card. She worked at Card’s about six months. She then returned to her home in Glendale for awhile. After a short rest, she went to work at the Section House in Preston, Idaho, helping a lady cook.
In April 1895, she went to General Conference of The Church in Salt Lake City, Utah. While she was there, she found a job doing housework for a banker by the name of Shutler (we are not sure of the spelling). Mother stayed at this place until November and then went home again for a while. Some time later mother worked for some people in Preston, Idaho, by the name of Hale. In 1896 mother returned to Logan and worked for a family by the name of Bishop.
In the spring of 1896 her mother wrote her and told her that her sister Louise was going to be the “Queen of May Day” celebration to be held in Glendale and she would like her to come home and be there on this occasion. Mother decided it would be fun and decided to be there.
On the day of the celebration mother accepted the invitation of William Addison Wagstaff to have lunch with him which seems to have been a big turning point in mother’s life. After they had their lunch they went for a stroll together. It appears that it was at this time that he proposed marriage to mother.
In a few days mother returned to her job in Logan, Utah. On 11 June 1896 W. A. took Mary’s sister Louise to Logan to take over her job so she could come back to Glendale to make preparations to be married. The next day they went to Preston to pick out material for her wedding dress and selected a cream cashmere trimmed in white silk. Her Tiara had orange blossoms on it. Looking at her picture now I think it must have been just beautiful.
On 16 June W. A. and Mary went to Logan with a wagon load of grain to sell for her father. After they got to Logan they purchased a plain yellow gold wedding band. She stayed with her sister Louise that night and on Wednesday 17 June 1896, W. A. and Mary were married for time and eternity in the Logan Temple by Marriner W. Merrill, The President of the Logan Temple. They spent their wedding night in Logan and returned to Glendale the next day, June 18th. That night Mary’s father and mother gave them a wedding supper at their home.
James, Annie, and Mary Wanner Wagstaff
Then mother went to live in the home where her husband and his mother resided. It was a log house with a dirt roof. This home was located about 5 miles North East of Preston, Idaho, in an area that is commonly called Glendale Flat. Mother took charge of the house and cared for her mother-in-law who had very serious leg trouble.
Right from the start mother worked side by side with her husband getting in the hay and grain. All the water for washing, bathing, drinking, etc. had to be hauled as they had no water on their place. Their cattle were driven to Worm Creek to drink. This Creek was about a mile from their home.
26 January 1897 mother’s first child was born, a tiny premature son. He was named George William. Our Dad held this tiny infant on his lap and fed it with a medicine dropper. He did everything he could to save his life but he passed away after 9 days.
Their second son named James Addison was born 24 June 1898; and 28 December 1899 her first baby girl, Annie Eliza was born. Our Dad and Mom and Dad’s mother were so very happy to have a son and a daughter to bless their home.
Back row: Willard, William, Annie, Parley, Maria, Jesse. Front row: Elsie, Edna, Herbert.
During the early part of mother’s married life, she worked in the Relief Society. Mother loved working in the Relief Society and did her part to make it a success.
In 1900 they moved to a two-room log house with a dirt roof. This house was located one mile from their first home. This move was made so they could be where there was water. This was a big help as they now had water from a well for culinary use as well as other things. Here they were able to have a nice garden with currants, both black and red, as well as gooseberries and raspberries. They could also have shade trees and fruit trees. I am sure this was a great blessing to them.
August 28, 1901, a son Wilford John was born. This made four children for them including the one who died. Dad and Mother were happy to have a family and Dad’s mother was thrilled to think she was now getting some grandchildren. Our Dad’s mother had a very sad time raising her family; our Dad being the only one of 4 children who lived to maturity.
Our Mother and Dad gave Dad’s mother kind and loving care for many years. She continued to have poor health. She was especially afflicted with varicose veins. Those finally turned into ulcers on her legs which had to be bandaged. One of their old neighbors has told us that she had her legs bandaged each day for over 35 years. She finally passed away in the early morning hours of December 2, 1902, and was buried in the cemetery at Glendale, Oneida County, Idaho.
The 9th of April 1903 Parley Leroy was born; and on 23 June 1903, our 22 months old brother Wilford John was drowned in a ditch just north of the house. Many people came from all around to help them at this sorrowful time in their life.
Children continued to come to bless this humble home and 3 March 1905 Willard Lesley was born. On 9 January 1907 Jesse Oleen was born. The 11th of November 1908 Herbert Spencer was born. Mother had now given birth to 7 sons and 1 daughter. She was very busy caring for them, her husband and home, as well as participating in church activities.
During the summer of 1909, they built a new house which had two rooms down and two rooms upstairs. It had a singled roof and later on was pebble-dashed.
It was in this home on a beautiful Sunday morning, 10 July 1910, the next child, a girl with hazel eyes and blond hair Edna Leona was born. The family as well as the Glendale Ward were delighted to see this baby girl come to the home where there were 7 sons and only 1 girl. 7th of August 1912 another daughter, Elsie Magdalina came to bless this home.
On the 19th of March 1913, sorry struck this home when their son James who had been ill a lot of his life passed away and was buried in the Glendale Cemetery.
On the 25 of March 1913 Mother had a patriarchal blessing by Patriarch Wm. Daines. This was a big comfort and a joy to Mother in later years.
The 8th of July 1915 Mother had her last child, a son she named Albert Wanner. Mother had a very difficult time at this birth and she was ill a long time after.
After Mother’s parents moved to Logan in 1910, she frequently went to visit them and did Temple work.
Very often Dad and Mom would drive their team and wagon and later a buggy to Preston; leave them there in the tie-yard and catch the U.I.C. to Logan to do two sessions at the Temple; then back to Preston to get their team; drive home about 4 miles. After Mother was married, she took every opportunity that came her way to go to the Temple. She loved to do this and it brought her great joy to be engaged in the Lord’s work.
Mother loved the outdoors and kept a beautiful garden and flowers; tended chickens and worked with her husband and children in the fields.
September 1918 Dad and Mom took their 3 daughters and youngest son Albert to Brigham City, Utah on the U.I.C. for Peach Day. They all had a delightful time, and enjoyed the trip very much.
During the summer of 1919 Dad and Mom and their 3 daughters and Albert again went on a visit. This tie to see Mother’s sister Pauline, who lived in Gentile Valley. They went in the white top buggy, and followed the road through the Bear Rivers narrows. This was a very narrow road and there was only a few places where people with teams could pass. Our Mother was very nervous going through the narrows. Dangerous things always made Mother worried and nervous. Mother was frightened when thunder and lightning storms were close to us, where she could see and hear it.
September 1919 Dad and Mother again took their 3 daughters and baby son on a trip. This time they took the train and went to see and learn more about where our Dad and lived and worked. They first went to Evanston, Wyoming, then Almy, Croydon and Ogden. They visited with many relatives and friends in Evanston, Almy and Croydon. Dad lived at both Almy and Croydon before coming to Idaho in 1884. For many years Dad wanted to take Mother on this trip to show her where he had lived and to meet some of his relatives and friends he had made before going to Idaho. This trip was the happy fulfillment of that wish.
Ogden, Utah was our last stop and while there Dad and Mother purchased the farm and home of his cousin and her husband Albert Phipps. This farm is located in West Weber, about five miles west of Ogden. It is an 80-acre irrigated farm. Less than half of which turned out to be good farm land.
Soon after they returned home, the news spread around that the Wagstaff family would soon be moving. Many friends and neighbors came to help in preparation for the move.
Before leaving Glendale, Mother’s good friend and neighbor Elizabeth Owen gave our family a nice going away party. Also the Glendale Ward did likewise and gave the folks a rocking chair as a token of their love and appreciation. After my brother Herbert got married, Mother gave the chair to him.
Mother had now lived in Glendale for over 25 years. She had many friends and neighbors that she loved and appreciated so much. In some ways she did not like to leave all they had worked so hard and sacrificed so much to get. Mother loved her home which had 3 new rooms added. They were now quite comfortable.
I’m sure Dad and Mother had given great thought to this venture before making the final decision to go away and start over in a strange kind of farming and among people they did not know. On the other hand they had become convinced that the move would provide better opportunities for their children. They did have 8 living children they loved with all their heart and soul. They also had great love and respect for each other. These things together with their strong testimony that Heavenly Father would bless them if they did what was right. They put their trust in God and bravely faced the future in their new environment. Little did they realize just what trials they would have to go through — even before they completely settled in their new home.
So it was in October 1919, Dad, Parley and Willard headed from Glendale to Ogden, Utah, with teams, wagons, and white top buggy loaded with family possessions. Jesse and Herbert stayed home and did the milking and tended animals. Parley and Willard stayed in Ogden, and Dad came back to Preston on U.I.C. With the help of faithful neighbors, the rest of the family possessions, cattle, chickens and furniture were put on the freight train and Dad went with them on to Ogden. Mom, us girls, Jesse, Herbert and Albert went on U.I.C. Little did he realize that when he arrived in Ogden, the officials would not let him take his animals home but quarantined them. It was a great shock to Dad when he had to pay over $1,000.00 for feed and care before he could get his animals. It is laughable now, but it wasn’t then when somehow the chickens got loose and were running all over the railroad yard with people trying to catch them. It must have been quite a sight to watch people scrambling around chasing chickens.
Our Dad left a paper in his own hand writing describing a few of the experiences our family had after we got to Ogden. The paper stats that in November 1919, the next month after we got there, Annie and Elsie came down with the Small Pox. Shortly after all the other children also came down. Dad and Mother had all 8 of us in one room and gave us patient loving care. I am sure it taxed their strength and was a great cause for worry and anxiety for them.
We had scarcely got over the Small Pox when all the children, Mother and Dad got the Influenza. We were a very sick group and our Mother was especially bad as she had Asthma along with the flu. Dad also got it but stayed up on his feet, caring for the rest of us and doing the chores. Our sister Annie and Anna Gregersen were working at a cafe in Ogden and roomed together and both of them had the flu. Our Dad went over to Ogden in the buggy every other day to take care of Annie and Anna and take them food. It became evident to our Dad that Anna was getting worse so he sent word for her parents to come. Annie and Anna were great friends and it was a great loss to Annie when her dear friend passed away 14 February 1920. I sometimes wonder how our Dad held up to the terrible work load and responsibility that was placed upon him at this time. Mother was worried about our Dad through all this.
When we first got to Ogden, we joined the Wilson Ward and Mother was put in as Relief Society Teacher. In August 1921 we joined the West Weber Ward. Before we joined the West Weber Ward, the Wilson Ward gave Mother a party and a beautiful bouquet of flowers. Mother was soon put in as a Relief Society Teacher. She continued to be a teacher until she moved to Ogden in 1935.
In June 1921 Mother and her three daughters went on a trip to Logan, Preston, Glendale and McCammon. In McCammon we visited with mother’s brother Gottlob and family. In Glendale we visited with old friends and neighbors and in Logan with Mother’s sisters and her parents.
In December 1921 Mother’s sister Pauline passed away and left her little family without a mother.
In September 1922 Uncle Wills family all got Typhoid Fever. Our Mother believed in being her brothers keeper so she took this family into one room of her home and nursed them back to health, except Annie who was in the hospital. After they got over this terrible disease, Mother continued to take care of the baby boy for some time.
In the ensuing years Mother continued her activities in taking care of her family and supported her husband in his work, church, etc. Mother loved to have chickens and she usually had a flock — this enterprise besides furnishing eggs and meat for her family helped out in providing extra income. She was active in Relief Society and regular in her attendance at Church and in paying her dues.
In January 1931 her daughters Edna and Annie went to Logan to attend the Utah State Agricultural College. This meant that Dad and Mom were alone except for Elsie, Albert, Herbert and Jesse who had come home again. That winter they did considerable visiting of friends and neighbors and Dad helped them with their genealogy. It was during the winter and spring that three old friends passed away and mother and dad attended their funerals — John Dobbs in Logan, Henry D Auger in Lewiston, and Mother’s dear friend and neighbor in Glendale, Elizabeth Owen.
Mary Allsop Wagstaff (1826-1902) with William and Mary.
Little did Mother realize at the time that it would be less than a month when she would lose her devouted companion. Her husband had an operation for stomach ulcers in the Dee Hospital in Ogden the 29 May 1931 and passed away from Post Operative Pneumonia on 31 May. This was a terrible shock to Mother and she grieved very much. There was nothing for her to do except to go on alone without her companion. Life was hard for Mother at this time but she had all the loyal support her sons and daughters could give her. They all loved their Mother and did what they could do lighten the burden. Mother grieved long and hard over the loss of her dear husband but in time found her way to continue life and plan for the future.
Mother stayed on the farm and with the help of her children operated the farm the best they could. THe depression was on in full force and money was hard to come by. Through sheer frugality and wise management, they started to come out on top.
In January 1935, Mother, Annie and Elsie said good-bye to the farm and moved into Ogden. At first they moved into a rented house. They lived in two different rented houses.
In May 1939 Mother purchased a home at 2069 Jackson Ave in Ogden and this was her last home. Mother was comfortable in this home and she enjoyed having a little leisure time in which she could enjoy her flowers and listen to her favorite programs on the radio — Myrt and Marge was one of her specials — it all seemed so real to Mother.
20 December 1940 Mother’s oldest daughter Annie Eliza passed away. I am sure Mother missed Annie as Annie had been confined to the home with heart trouble for several years, during which time they had a lot of opportunity to enjoy each other.
In September 1941 Mother was honored on her birthday when her family gave her a dinner party at which time many of her children and grandchildren were present and Mother enjoyed it very much.
September 1943 an open house was held for her 70th birthday when many of her friends and relatives came.
April 1942 Mother had a serious operation from which she seemed to make a good recovery. FOr quite a few years after this Mother appeared to be in reasonably good health.
Time moved on for Mother as it does for us all. She had seen two world wars in which the people of her home land were heavily involved. I am sure Mother realized that many of her relatives were in action. She said little but seemed to think a lot about it. She had witnesses great changes in the lives of people including transportation, cars and trucks; telephones were beginning to gain in popularity and the radio was in almost every home. It was a thrill to Mother when she got her refrigerator. Tractors were in common use in farming and much of the back-breaking work was now done with machinery.
July 31, 1952 Mother had a mild stroke but was never confined to her bed completely. It did make a change in her life and I think she realized it. 23 of October 1952 after 3 months illness, Mother passed away at her home.
She had always been a hard working, devoted wife and Mother. She served as a Relief Society teacher for over 50 years. She paid her tithing, fast offerings and other donations. She kept her love for her family and her faith in God to the very end.
Her funeral was held 27 October at the Lindquist & Sons Mortuary in Ogden, Utah. It was a lovely funeral with lots of flowers and many friends and relatives attended. She was buried beside her dear husband in the cemetery at West Weber, Weber County, Utah.
THis little history of Mother was put together many years ago by her 3 daughters with her help in relating facts to us. Elsie brought it up to the time of Mother’s death.
I feel there is much more that could and should be said but I am sure each of her children have their own personal remembrances, as well as some of the grandchildren, but I would just like to add a little more that I don’t think has been mentioned.
I don’t remember a time when Mother did not have a lot of beautiful flowers. Geraniums that blossomed all winter long. She had morning glories, pansies, sweat peas, portulacas, pinks and others to mention a few.
Mother always made her laundry soap which was so good to use in cleaning the farm work clothes and so beautiful and white. She made many batches of soap for each of her married children as well as some of her neighbors.
When Dad and Mother killed a pig for home use, Mother worked so hard helping Dad cut it up, cure it and make delicious link sausages; and the head cheese she made was the best. There was always a piece of pork given to the neighbors.
She always churned her butter while on the farm and it was very good butter.
After we went to Ogden, Mother had a hot bed where she raised tomato and cabbage plants for themselves and others to plan in their fields.
Mother was a good cook and made the best bread, pies, rice pudding and soups. Oh! they were so good. When we had the threshers they always liked to be at our place for meals as they enjoyed the delicious meals Mother put on.
She loved to have her neighbors, friends and married children drop in for a good meal — and no one ever dropped in unexpected but that they were treated to a real meal or a snack.
After we moved to Ogden, it was the joy of her life to return to Preston to visit her dear friends, relatives and neighbors, and Dad somehow always found the necessary money so she could do that.
Mother was always clean and neat when she left home to go any place. She had beautiful long black hair that stayed dark until her death. She had a unique way of putting up her hair — hair styles changed but Mother’s never did. Many people commented on her lovely hair and the unique way she fixed it. Mother also had beautiful hats which she loved very much.
I would like to relate a little incident that happened in the summer of 1918. It was when we had a total eclipse of the sun. We did not have a radio or television and the paper hadn’t come. I guess Mother did not know the eclipse was coming. Dad had gone to town. I don’t know where the others were but Elsie, Albert, Jess and I were home with Mother. It started to get dark, then darker and darker. She became very excited and thought the end of the world was coming. She dashed out to gather the precious eggs — it was totally dark in the cop and the chickens had gone to roost. Mother was so relieved when it all passed over and the sun came out and best of all Dad came home.
One day during World War I, Dad was sitting at the breakfast table reading the paper. We knew, of course, about the German submarines sinking many of our food ships. Dad said rather nonchalantly, “Well, some more sugar has been sunk.” Mother became very excited and said, “Where?” Dad said, “In my postum,” and let out a roar.
Mother suffered with asthma most of her adult life and we all did everything we could to help out when she had a bad attack. Many mornings I remember Dad calling to us, “Come on and get up. Mother is sick.” We all rallied around and kept things going while she was down. If someone lit a match and let it burn, it would always bring on an attack of asthma. Many times when Mother was fighting for her breath we would all be frightened and I remember one time I ran to Bishop Ed. Bingham’s place to get him to come and administer to her.
Dad was always so kind, considerate and helpful to her especially when she was will; and her children were also.
Mother had a unique laugh and when something struck her as funny, she could really laugh. In a crowd you could always pick out Mother’s laugh. Several years at the July 24th celebration in West Weber she took the prize for laughing the longest and hardest. One year the prize was a leg of lamb; another time a beautiful Jordinere.
I remember that Mother had a pet lamb she loved and took very good care of it. She went to Logan for a few days to visit her mother. She wrote a letter home to use in English, but as a joke also wrote a note in Germany. We could not read the note so took it to a neighbor lady who could read German. The note said “Be sure and take good care of my lamb.” We all got quite a thrill out of this.
It was important to our Mother and Dad to see to it that each of their children were baptized in the Logan Temple. All their children were baptized except the last two. 30 March 1915 Dad and Mother took Jesse to Logan with the horse and buggy so he could be baptized. Then they stayed at grandpa’s and grandma’s home one night. When they couldn’t go they sent the children with Annie on the U.I.C. electric train.
At a George Washington party in the Glendale Ward, Vern Nelson tells this story. Mother was sitting on the front bench and Vern had to recite a poem. It was
Of all the girls in this world,
I’d marry none for riches,
I’d marry one six inches tall,
So she couldn’t wear my britches.
Vern changed the poem to read necktie instead of britches. Everyone expected him to say britches. He said Mother started to laugh and he had never seen anyone laugh so hard in his life.
A few years ago Meda Nelson Robinson told me as long as she lives she will never forget the blue and white granite kettle Mother used to make sandwiches in for us kids to eat between Sunday School and Sacrament Meeting when there was a little recess. They were usually just break and butter or sometimes a little sugar sprinkled on them, and always a cub cake with little currants in. She said that when Mother got the kettle out, that she and some of the ward kids would sally up to Mother hoping for at least a cup cake. She said sure enough Mother always had plenty and she would always get one, and how good they were.
Mother was kind and compassionate and believed that true happiness in life comes from serving others. Her friends and neighbors were often beneficiaries of her goodness, and if there was a new baby or sickness or sorrow in a home, she always found time to put on a clean apron and take a loaf of fresh baked bread, a pie, or fresh berries or something from her garden to cheer them.
She never lost sight of the purpose of life and the reasons for coming to America.
She abhorred cruelty to animals or humans.
She always had little sayings to put over a point such as “If a string is in a knot, patience will untie it. Patience can do many things; have you ever tried it.”; or “If there is a will, there is a way”; or “If at first you don’t succeed, try, try, again.”
When Mother passed away, she did not leave many possessions and no riches; but she did leave a legacy far superior to earthly things, and I’m sure we as a family appreciated that.
Mother had her dub of joy but she also knew sorrow. As I have raised my family, we had our share of sickness, accidents and near deaths and it has made me think about Mother. She must have been in great anxiety and pain over the loss of three of her children before they reached maturity.
Dad and Mother really loved each other and were always happy with each other. Dad got so much joy out of buying her special little things when she was ill such as oranges, or a can of oysters, or a bottle of soda water. They worked together as a team in whatever they did. Whether it was in the garden, cutting and curing meat or whatever, they enjoyed being together. They both enjoyed going in a cafe and having a snack like a hot beef sandwich or root beer and a sweet roll.
Mother really suffered and grieved deeply over the loss of her husband. Dad was just 70 and Mother 57 at the time. Many times we have found Mother out back of the house crying as if her heart would break — many times she was heard to say “If only papa was here.”
Mother is long since gone, but those of us who remember have a MEMORY that is SWEET and LASTING.
Another history in the records of Golden Rulon Andra.
“(Elsie Wagstaff Coleman read this history of Aunt Louise at our Reunion 21 June 1980)
“(Louise Sophie Wanner was born March 30, 1879.) I was born in Gruenkraut Germany. I can remember as little kids we stayed home. When we were I guess seven years old, we had to go to the Catholic school. There were no other schools around in those days. My Mother and Father didn’t always live in Gruenkraut. My father, John George Wanner was born in Hildritzhausen, Wuerttemburg, Germany, on October 18, 1845. His father was Johann Friederich Wanner, and his mother was Anna Maria Marquardt. My mother Anna Maria Schmid was born January 21, 1849 in Holzgerlingen, Wuerttemburg, Germany. Her father was Jacob Friederich Schmid and her mother was Salome Notter. In 1870 my father went to Russia to fight in the war. My parents were married the 6th. of June 1870. My Father died February 16, 1922 in Logan, Utah. My mother died December 9, 1929 in Logan Utah. The last days of their lives they lived in the 4th. Ward, and they are buried in the Logan Cemetery. My brother John George and sister Christena were born in Holzgerlingen, and my brothers, Johannes, Johannes Friederich, Frederich, Gottlob, and sisters Mary Magdalina, Pauline and Wilhelmina were all born in Gruenkraut, Germany.
Wanner Family about 1895, back (l-r): Mary, Christine, George, and Pauline; front: Anna, Fred, Louisa, Wilhelmina, Gottlob, and John Wanner.
“To continue with my story- – we did so many things in life. First of all we were poor and had not much to live on. The folks had to move from Holzgerlingen to the new place in Gruenkraut. I remember we didn’t have much land. Father got a job working on the street. The grass grew high on the side of the road and we had to help gather the grass for the cows. We had to do this everyday before father went to work.
“We were poor in those days. We had to be up at 5 o’clock in the morning when we were big enough to work for other people. We worked every day in our lives to make a dollar. I would go out and work for other people whenever there was work. Some people had lots of land and we got plenty work there. They would come and get us to work when I was seven years old. I remember we never wasted any time. I remember when we had to go to a place to get vaccinated. I know I sure suffered a long time because my arm was so sore. They do this so that it will last a lifetime in the old country against disease.
“I remember how we got warm for the winter. Father would buy a yard of wood in the forest and we had to cut it down ourselves and haul that wood home with the cows and wagon. Some were long trees too and we would haul all the limbs and everything home. I am telling you, we had the yard so full of wood that we had no room for anything else till we had it shaped down and sawed up and put in its place. You know that was a job and we had to do all this before winter set in. We had a little wagon and we went to the woods in the summertime too, to get some dry wood. We did this many times and would always take home a wagonfull.
“In the old country they had fences in the lucerne fields. We had to put them up so we could hing the hay on them to dry after it got wet from the rain, so it would not mold. When it was dry we hauled it home. I remember we did all the farming with cows, they had them work all day and then milk them at night. Father worked on the street job for many years and mother and us children did most of the farming and in the fall we went picking hops. We never failed to make a little money in them. They have fields of hops in the old country. We always earned our winter’s money there. They have acres of hops there. We never wasted our time in the field.
“Another thing we did was go to the forest and pick fruit and go and sell it in the city. The people would sure buy it because the city was a long ways from the country where we lived. We had to walk all the way to the city. We raised hemp and mother would spin half the night making it into balls. She would take it to the factory and they made clothes out of it. We used to have many yards and would stretch it out on the grass in the summertime. It would go white and thats the way mother made our sheets and everything. We have in the old country the shoemaker, and he come to the house and make shoes for us. We also had the dressmaker come to the house. Sometimes they would stay at the house a week or more.
“When the grain was but, we had to out and clean the heads of the wheat. We cleaned sacks full each day for flour and one time right in the middle of the summer, the soldiers came in with their horses on some maneuvers or something. The horses mashed the grain and trampled all our crops up. I knew there was a big field of grand and they went right through it. They stayed around about a month or more. It sure was terrible.
“After a few years father bought a new farm and house about two miles away from the old one. It was a bigger house and more land and that’s where we lived until we came to America. Our house was a long house. We had four rooms and an upstairs. In the farmhouses of the old country we had everything under one roof– the pig pen and the hay loft. There was a big place in the floor where we threshed the wheat and other grain and we pulled all the hay up in the loft towards the roof. For a long time we threshed the wheat on this hard floor below with a stick and using a big klap, four or five of us would thresh the wheat and then would sieve the wheat from the chafe. But later, I can remember that we hired a thashmachine and the cows pulled it after that.
“I remember one time a wagon run over me. I believe it went over my arm. I don’t know how bad I got hurt, but it was plenty bad enough.
“Well, later on in that place not far away they built a Lutheran church and a school, too; and there we learned to knit our own stockings and do all kinds of sewing and crocheting. Yes, they built a nice church and school. They were very strict in those schools. If you were late a few minutes you would have to hold out your hand and the teacher would hit you so hard that your hand could feel it for a long time. It was one of those hard wood sticks. It wasn’t always our fault because we had to take the milk to the creamery in the morning in the snow and ice, and we could not go very fast, but there was no excuse at all. We had a lot to do before school, and if we didn’t have the lesson ready we were scared to go to school, ’cause if we were late we would sure get hit, and when you held out your hand they would do just what they wanted to do and it didn’t hurt them any.
“In the old country they sure celebrated Christmas. We had two Christmas trees every year and nice ones at that. We had applies tied from the bottom to the top and the step and the tree sure looked pretty every year. We only had white bread for Christmas and Holidays. I can remember how good that white bread was. We never saw it very often. it was only the rich who could buy that. There was only one bakery in Gruenkraut that had good bread and cakes, but we could never buy any. This is how we made our bread: We had a box of wood. Of course, it was clean. Father worked the dough and made enough for two or three weeks. It was mostly rye bread. It was hard and dark but we had to eat it. When Valentine’s Day came around, Mother made up cakes and they sure tasted good.
“We all the time raised our own meat. We raised pigs and salted and smoked the meat. We had our own grease. Mother made her own noodles all the time. She used lots of eggs–they were sure good. We had our cellar so full of potatoes, apples of all kinds and barrels of cider and barrels of sauerkraut. I can remember our cellar was full of all kinds of good things to eat.
“Well, about our garden. We had the prettiest garden you ever saw in the old country. The garden was laid out in a square and we had a path around all over with the vegetables in the background and flowers in front and we could walk all over the paths with flowers on each side. We didn’t need any ditches, but had to pack water when it didn’t rain. We always had a beautiful garden with flowers of all kinds.
“On Saturday we always had to clean the shoes for the whole family — shine them up for Sunday. We always went to church on Sunday. We never worked on Sunday. We were not allowed to work on Sunday, because in those days they would fine you if you did. You could not even get your hay in on Sunday, even when you could see rain coming.
“Well, I guess about in the year 1890, in the summertime, the Lord sent a man along that street in Gruenkraut where my father worked, who was a missionary from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. He talked to my father a long time and he told father of the new and true Gospel and about Joseph Smith and showed him the Book of Mormon. This man talked to my father in German as he was a missionary to German. Well, it was dinnertime and father took this missionary to our home and father told him–“We’ll see mother”–and from that very day on this missionary stayed at our place. His name was Zollinger from Providence, Utah. When his time came to go home, the missionary took my brother George to America with him. After that we had three more missionaries–one from Bear Lake, one from Providence, and another one from Salt Lake City, who couldn’t speak the language, so we helped him learn the language. He would tell us English words and we would tell him German words. There wasn’t anybody who would listen to the missionaries for miles around–just one other family from Ravensburg–and they were the only ones that believed the message like us. We had room for them everytime they came. There was no place else for them to go and we were glad to have them.
“The missionary from Salt Lake–his name was Hubbard–decided to go tracting one day. It was his first time tracting. He didn’t come home for so late that we thought maybe he fell into one of the wells with water that were here and there. It was late in the evening and dark, so mother decided to put a candle in the window. He soon came back and told us that he had been lost for a long time until he saw the light in the window. There weren’t many houses when I lived there, but in seventy years since, I guess it is built up all over.
“(About this same time Grandma was writing her history, Mrs. Herbert Wagstaff and son came to visit her from California. Herbert Wagstaff was the son of sister Mary Magdaline. The son had recently returned from a mission to Germany, where he had taken colored slides of the big house in Gruenkraut as it stands today. Of this evening of reminising Grandma said:) “It was sure nice to see my old home again and see it still stand in Gruenkraut. It was nice to see it again after seventy years.”)
“Well, I lived in that community for 14 years. That’s when I graduated. We started to this country when I was fifteen, in May of 1893, and got here the 15th of June, 1893. We came by ship and docked first in Amsterdam, Holland, and then in London, England. And then from London, to New York City, where we went to a big high hotel. WE were 12 days on the ocean. We had a good time on the ship where we danced. One day there was a terrible storm which throwed water up on the dock and nobody could dance after that. From New York we boarded the train for Idaho. We were 6 days on the train. On the train we sang all across the United States. We couldn’t speak any English then nor for a long time. We got off the train on the 15th of June, 1893, in Franklin, Idaho, and my brother George was there to meet us. He had a wagon with three spring seats. Well, we never were so worried on our whole trip as we were in that wagon. That day the road was so bad–open ditches with water in, and the horses danced around before they would cross. I never say such a rough road in my life–hills and hollows, and then we saw a bunch of Indians. They were hanging dead squirrels on a line to dry. That was something new to us. Well, we got to the place where we were to stay. But father was as worried that he got off the wagon and walked all the way back to Franklin. Mother and the rest of us were so worried, because he didn’t come back for a few days. We stayed with some folks for about two months, then father built a place in Glendale, Idaho, and there we lived the rest of the summer.
“Towards fall there was a man who wanted to sell his place in Glendale and father bought that place. My father farmed in Glendale. Glendale had only a little meetinghouse and also a school. I went to school there that winter to learn the English language. From then on I worked wherever I could get a job. I worked washing, cleaning house and tending children. In a place where I worked their children got mumps and I got mumps too, and I suffered so much that I could never get better for a long time. When I got better I went to work again. One time in the winter I rode a horse to Preston, and I got the toothache so bad that I had to have it pulled out right there. I soon learned to ride a horse a lot–something I’d never done in the old country.
“I worked for Matthias Cowley in Preston one winter. I guess it was the year 1895. He used to take trips and travel in a buggy–he helped organize the Northwestern States Mission. Then I worked in Whitney, Idaho. They had plenty of sickness in homes there. In 1897 we moved down to Logan and to the 5th Ward. Then I worked in Millville and went to school there at the same time learning the language. After that I went to work in Logan. It was in the 3rd Ward one night in church I met Jeffrey Bodrero. We were married in the Logan Temple, March 16, 1898. My sister Wilhelmina married Jeffrey’s brother, Moses Bodrero, December 18, 1907. Jeffrey’s father was Domenico Marsiano Bodrero, and his mother was Maria Caterina Margherita Frank Bodrero. After we were married I went to work for Dominic Bodrero that summer, who lived by the courthouse, where I walked everyday from the 9th Ward and did washing by hand on a board up until the time of my first child. Later that year I tended to beets, but they didn’t grow very well because of too many wild oats. Jeffrey went to the canyon about every day to get lumber and to make a dollar. These are the years when I lived: Gruenkraut, German: 14 years; Glendale, Idaho: 5 years; Logan 9th Ward: 30 years; Logan 4th Ward–where I became a relief society teacher. I also did a lot of temple work.
“In the old country we had known a family names Speth for a long time. We used to go back and forth to each others homes all the time. There was a big dark forest between our two places, and we were sometimes afraid to go through it because it was dark, even in the day time. Father would send us kids over in the evenings too. Sometimes we went twice a week to see them. We always had to walk of course. We had no car. I can see it now and I will never forget it. They were really friends to us. The old people never joined the church, but the boys came over to America and settled in Providence and then joined the church. My granddaughter married a Speth grandson.
“My children’s names are: [Rosalie] Marie, John George, David Wanner, Eva Margaret, William Jeffrey, Parley Lorenzo, Louise Mary, Edward Theodore, Llewellyn Grant and Evelyn Jane.
Bodrero Family (l-r): Louisa, Louise, John, Parley, Rosalie, Jeffery, Jeffery, David, Eva
“My folks went to conference everytime there was one. We never had the chance to go because children had to stay home and do the work. I remember it was in the winter once and it was so cold my parents couldn’t go to the conference. They sure liked this Mormon Gospel from the first day my father met the missionary.
Wanner Reunion, Anna Schmid Wanner sitting, standing (l-r) Mary Carter Wanner, Wilhelmina Wanner Bodrero, Mary Wanner Wagstaff, Regina Nuffer Wanner, Louisa Wanner Bodrero, Christine Wanner Nuffer, and Rebecca Hicks Wanner
“(Louise Sophie Wanner Bodrero died February 1, 1967 in Logan, Utah)
This is another chapter of the Jonas history book compiled by Carvel Jonas. “The Joseph Jonas clan of Utah (including – early Jonas family history; early Nelson family history)” I am re-posting this as I received much better photos of Joseph and Annie, so those are now included!
Joseph and Annie Jonas 1883
“Joseph Jonas was born 10 January 1859. We learn the exact date and year because of research and the United States Census. His death certificate has the year of birth as 1858, and the headstone has Oct 1, 1860. I was told that members of the family couldn’t remember if he was born 10/1 – Oct. 1st or 1/10 – Jan 10. Fortunately, when Grandpa Jonas was asked during the 1900 census he told them January 1859. So we know he was born 10 January 1859. Also, all the other census records but one seem to agree. Joseph was born at Frenchtown, Monroe County, Michigan. His father was Hubert Jonas, who was born 8 Oct 1816 at Kirchheim, Rheinland, Prussia (Germany). His mother was Maria Catharina Schumacher, who was born 13 September 1815 at Oberdrees, Rheinland, Prussia. Joseph was the sixth and last son of a family of all boys. These three older brothers were born at Rheinbach, Rheinland, Prussia. These three older brothers died before marrying. Joseph lived with his family on the family farms in Michigan until 1879. Joseph was educated in the public schools in Michigan and could read and write. Joseph remained a member of the Catholic Church and went to St. Michaels Parish, which is still located at 502 West Front Street, Monroe, Michigan. This was a mostly German Parish, and this is the Parish that recorded Joseph’s older brother, John who was buried Sept 1870. Joseph moved with his family in 1871 to Ash Township. There the Jonas land was bordered by a railroad on its east border and was probably was the place where Joseph first became introduced to a very long career working on the railroad. In 1879 the family sold their land in Michigan and moved to Nebraska, Platte County, in a place called Pleasant Valley. This is where Joseph’s mother died in March of 1880. Pleasant Valley was a large area of county and the place where Joseph visited is now called St. Bernard. St. Bernard was a German settlement, and is probably the reason that first attracted the family to the area. His father and brother, William, farmed with a man named Michael Jonas. It was first believed that this other Jonas family was a branch of ours. Research proved this incorrect. Our Jonas family owned no land in Nebraska. Members of our family helped this other family to operate their farm for 4-5 years.
“Joseph had a long career working with section gangs for railroads. By the time he was 21 years old, (maybe before this age) until he was about 57 years old he worked for the railroads in section gangs. The only exception was a year and a half when he tried farming. That is over 35 years that we know of. “A section gang was a group of men – muscular, sunburned, streaked with dust and sweat; using crowbars and mallets. They were maintenance crews, the housekeepers of the railroad. All summer they chip away at their allotted section of railroad roadbed, weeding, spraying, burning, resurfacing, reballasting, repairing the ravages of frost and rain. The crew rode a handcar, which was nothing more than a flat, open truck on wheels, which raised about a couple of feet above the rails. It could be lifted on and off the tract by four men, two at each end. The men stood up to pump the handles by which it was propelled” Joseph’s work consisted in “Keeping the track in good level order. He used a jack to raise the sunken rails, shoveling earth beneath the ties to keep them in place. Besides the regular pay, they made overtime when there was any special work to be done, as unloading gravel trains. Only a few hands were kept on past November in the Northwest where Joseph mostly worked, two on a section. The rest got free passes, there being next to no work on the track until the frost breaks up.” Much of the information about section work was adapted from “Section Life in the North-West,” an anonymous article published in “Cornhill Magazine,” in January 1888.
“When Joseph worked for the Great Northern Railroad he had to keep the track he was working cleared when the Fast Mail came. A train that carried the U.S. Mail from St. Paul to Seattle traveled the track once a day. The men had to be careful to get out of the way for the train.
“Research indicates that Joseph used the following tools: claw bars, line wrenches, spike malls, adzes and tongs. Each of the rails were thirty three feet long, and were held together by bolts and fishplates. The men who worked on the railroad comprised the most cosmopolitan crew in American History. They included Civil War veterans and freed slaves, Irish and German Immigrants, Mormons and atheists, Indians and Chinese. They would ride the rails on their hand cars replacing rotting ties, tamp loose spikes and tighten bolts. Joseph’s daily wages averaged in 1892 $1.76 to $2.20 in 1914 a day as a section foreman (statistics found in Railway Statistics of the USA published in 1917).
“Now a little early history about great grandmother, Annette or Annie Nelson Jonas. Annette Josephine Nelson was born 18 November 1864. Logan 4th ward records tell us she was given a priesthood blessing 2 Feb 1865. She was born one month after her parents had arrived in Utah from their immigration from Sweden. She was born in a temporary dugout on College Hill, Logan, Utah. Her parents were Johannes Nilsson, (He later changed the last name to Nelson, and also used Neilsen at one time). He was born 4 Oct 1827 in Tonnersjo, Hallands, Sweden. Her mother was Agneta Bengtsson who was born 9 December 1832 in Oringe, Hallands, Sweden. Annie was the sixth child of her family. Her husband, Joseph, was also the sixth child in his family. She had ten siblings, 5 sisters and 5 brothers. When Annie was born it was raining, so members of the family put pans on the bed to catch the water as it dripped through the sod roof. Annie’s older brother, August, told about this day in his life history. The following is a quote from he history. “We were just moved into your home when Annette Josephine was born…She was the first child born in the Logan fifth ward. Mother was alone except for James (an older brother) and me. James sent to fetch father who was threshing wheat for John Anderson. When he arrived with a sister, mother had already taken care of herself and the baby.” The Nelson family had joined The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints the year they left Sweden. They had built a temporary dugout until they could build a wooden cabin the following year. That winter was very hard for everyone in the area. An early January thaw had caused the snow to melt and the water inside the dugout was knee deep. Boards were used so the family could walk without wading in the water. They bailed out the home and went back the same night.
“When Annie was a baby the following events happened. “When mother went gleaning, I (August) had to stay with the baby (Annie). One day I left her on the bed while I went out to play. She rolled off the bed and got a big lump on her head. She was still crying when mother came home.” When Annie was almost nine years old her mother died, 4 November 1873. It was just about 14 days before Annie’s ninth birthday. And just six days before her birthday her infant brother, Moses, died. Moses was less than a month old when he died 12 November 1873. When Annie was about 11 years old her father remarried. The three younger children were raised by a stepmother. We have no details now, but life was very unpleasant for these three children because of the relationship with this stepmother. This marriage didn’t last more than eight years. Before Annie’s mother died she said to her son, “August, if I die, I want you to take care of the children.” He continues, “That had always been my job around the house. Later one evening mother kissed me and said, “You have been a good boy. God bless you.” With a smile she turned her head and breathed her last. God alone knows what little children lose when mother is gone. While she was sick I heard her say, “I don’t want to leave my little children.” Little did I know or realize what home would be like without her. She was more than ordinarily ardent and spiritually minded with high ideals, had a comprehensive knowledge of the gospel.”
“Annie had light red hair and blue eyes. Annie’s mother her sister Abigail, and her first daughter, Margaret, all had red hair. Annie wasn’t very much taller than five feet, and was slender.
“While Annie was a teenager she went to work in a boarding house. She didn’t like living at home with her stepmother and her step siblings. While she was working at the boarding house she met Joseph Jonas, who was renting a room. Joseph had a dark, wavy hair and brown eyes. During their courtship Annie received a letter from her brother, August. He said, “I suggested to her that she marry a Mormon boy. Her reply was that Mormon boys were not as genteel as a Gentile.” With Annie’s unhappy life at home she must have thought marriage would be a better life. Annie was married the same month she turned 19 years old. Joseph was 24 years old, two months shy of being 25 years old when they were married. They were married November 1883 in Logan, Utah. Since Annie was born in November she may have been married on her birthday, but the day isn’t known. Joseph was 5 years older than Annie. Their first child was born 17 Jun 1884 in Logan, Utah. I am told Annie’s children would come early, before the normal nine months. Shortly after their first child was born Annie and Joseph moved to central Washington State near or at Ellensburg, Kittitas County. That move was made before the birth of their second child, Mary, who was born 17 Jul 1885. The rest of their children, seven in total, were all born at or near Ellensburg. They eventually lived in several, little towns near Ellensburg, such as Bristol in the 1890’s, Thorp in 1901, and Cle Elum 1900. Annie and Joseph moved to Washington because Joseph’s father and brother, William, had moved there from Nebraska about this same time in 1883-84.
“By 21 Jun 1887 Joseph and his brother bought 240 acres of land. Their father, Hubert, was living with the two families. An 1885 census of Washington Territory has William’s wife, Emma, Joseph’s wife, Annie, our great grandmother, living at the same place. The land was about three miles south east of Ellensburg according to the speedometer on our car when we drove the distance. These two sister-in-lays, Annie and Emma, would help each other take care of their babies. Annie’s daughter, Rosa, said they washed the clothes on a washing board and then would take them, especially the diapers, down to the creek. The clothes were rinsed to get all the soap out of them. Then they would hand the diapers over some bushes to dry.
“The families shared responsibilities. Rosa and some of Uncle Williams children would take the cows out on the plateau to graze. Mary and Margaret would help take care of the house. There were a lot of rattle snakes in the area. Occasionally Rosa Jonas would take a forked stick and hold the snakes head down. Then the boys would stone the reptile to death. One time the snake was so large it pounded the ground and jumped until it got loose. The kids never realized the danger they were in until years later. Fortunately, no one was hurt. Another time a large, wild cat kept attacking the cows so the kids brought the cows home. When their parents got upset at them for bringing the cows home the kids told them about the large cat. Uncle William Jonas rode his horse to the plateau and found the large cat tracks so the parents knew the kids were telling the truth.
“Joseph and William sold their 240 acres 28 Dec 1888 for 100 dollars in gold coins. They owned the land for a year and six months. Joseph gave up farming and went to work for the railroad again, much of the time working as the section gang boss. William stayed in the area as a farmer and homesteaded. William lived about three miles north of Ellensburg. While the two brothers, Joseph and William were buying their land a third brother, Francis Jonas, came to live with them. On 5 Sept 1887 Francis baptized his son at the St. Andrews Church in Ellensburg. For a time Joseph’s two brothers and his father lived together as a family in the same area.
“An important date for the Jonas families must have been 3 April 1886. This day there were three Jonas children baptized. Joseph and Annie’s daughter, Mary; Williams and Emma’s two children, Elizabeth and Hubert.
John, Joseph, and William Jonas probably right before moving to Utah in 1901. The photo is stamped with Ellensburg on the matting.
“It seems that Joseph and Annie rented after this time in 1889. William’s family lived close and the cousins would visit each other. Uncle William’s family had a gorgeous watermelon patch. William’s children chided Joseph’s children because they didn’t have a watermelon patch. One night, Rosa, John, William and Joseph swiped a watermelon and ate it. They didn’t want anyone to know so they fed the rhines to the pigs. The pigs wouldn’t eat the rhines. So uncle William’s kids discovered the rhines and the kids were caught. Joseph, soon after selling his land, began working for the Northern Pacific Railroad Company. He became a section foreman for the railroad. Both the 1900 and 1910 United States Census tell us he was a section foreman. Joseph would also make money besides working on the railroad. In the fall of 1895 the whole family went and picked hops.
“Joseph and Annie lived together as husband and wife for 13 years and one month. Annie’s mother, Agneta; Annie’s youngest sister, Abigail; her oldest daughter, Margaret; Annie’s Granddaughter, Verla; and also Annie all had a similar physical condition. Some of the symptoms were that the heart would palpitate of flutter, not fully beating. And their womanly cycles would last up to six months and then stop for two months. There was a chemical imbalance in their systems. Today we would call this PMS or premenstrual syndrome. In our family it is apparently passed from daughter to daughter, and sometimes it skips a generation. It also seems that it is harder to live with after each pregnancy, but during the pregnancy it goes away. Annie had a severe case of this chemical imbalance. After each pregnancy her condition made her more emotionally imbalanced. During her seventh pregnancy she lost the baby girl who lived only a few hours. Rosa and some of the family gave the baby daughter the name of her mother, Annette Josephine and later sealed her to her parents. Lillian, who was Joseph Nelson Jonas’ wife, had a dream. In this dream her husband was carrying an infant in his arms. That experience got the family thinking and Rosa remembered the baby being born. While Annie was having contractions with this seventh baby she went to her husband who was at work. Joseph was very upset with his wife for not staying home. Some say that Joseph did a very foolish thing while he was upset, and kicked Annie where the baby was. I’m not sure why this happened, or what the entire circumstances were at the time. On 12 August 1896 the little girl was born. With Annie’s history of chemical imbalance getting worse and emotional health came to the last straw. I am certain that both Joseph and Annie felt guilt that the baby died, and blamed themselves to some degree. Joseph took Annie to the Eastern State Hospital in Spokane Country, Washington State. She was admitted 29 December 1896, a little over four months from the time Annie lost her last baby. After the baby died Annie continued to loose blood for several months after. Annie agreed to go to the hospital. The night before she went to the state Hospital her children knew something was wrong of different. Annie put on her nice clothes, curled her hair and slept with her children. The next morning Joseph and Annie took the train to Spokane. While Annie was gone Margaret, the oldest child, was in charge of the household. The children knew that if they didn’t mind Maggie she would tell Joseph when he came home from work.
Margaret Jonas
“After Annie was admitted to the hospital she was later sent home 31 October 1899 after 2 years and 11 months of hospitalization. Annie was just 32 years old when she first went to the state hospital. She had her 32nd birthday a little over a month before. She had been admitted four days after Christmas. With needed time to travel she must have left just a day or two after Christmas. It was probably delayed until after Christmas so she could have one last holiday with the children. Later she was discharged on Halloween day. Just about a month before she was discharged, 21 September 1899, Joseph and Annie’s daughter Mary Nelson Jonas had died. Perhaps after the loss of this daughter Joseph thought of bringing his wife home to the family again. The family was still living in the Ellensburg area. The stay was short. She was home for six months and 11 days. Then she was readmitted 11 May 1900. Her name is on the 1900 general census taken in Spokane County while she was at the hospital. Annie never saw her daughter, Mary Nelson, after her 11th birthday because Annie wasn’t home when she died.
Annie Nelson Jonas 1900
“After Annie was readmitted the second time she stayed for 14 months until 2 Jul 1901. On this day she was released by her family and taken to Utah. On the 3rd of July 1901 Joseph, Annie and their five living children arrived in Utah at Annie’s brother’s home in Sandy. Joseph and Annie’s sister, Charlotte, were hopeful if Annie associated with her family, the Nelson’s, it might help her emotional and mental health. Annie’s brother, August, had this recorded in his life story, “…my sister, Charlotte Abigail, lived with us that summer (Sandy, Utah-1893). When she went to Logan that fall she had the fever. Later, (1901), she went to Washington to visit with our sister, Annie, wife of Joseph Jonas. Annie had been sick for a very long time, but none of us knew the nature of her illness until Charlotte brought the whole family to Utah with her. It turned out to be a mental illness. She kept running away so we finally had to put her in the institution at Provo, where she died a short time after…” “…There were five children. It was sad to see sister in her condition. I had not seen her since 1878, (Annie was 13 years old in 1878 until November)…Her daughter told me that before she lost her mind she would hold her head in her hands and moan, will not my father or brothers come and get me? …Her husband destroyed her letters to us so we never knew what she was going through.” Joseph and Annie’s children did write to the Nelson’s while they were living in Washington because we have some letters or post cards that have survived. So it is the belief of the author that Annie could have found a way to communicate with the Nelson’s.
“August was asked to care for the children by his mother when she was on her death bed. Instead, he left home when Annie was 13 years old and never saw her again until she was almost 29 years old. In his life story August said that instead of caring for the children he wanted to go and “make money.” To his credit August did help his other sister, Charlotte, when she was older. But it would have helped if care could have been given when the children were young.
“After Annie arrived at her brother’s home in 1901 Annie stayed with them for a few days over four months. Then August and his wife signed the warrant of commitment for Annie to be admitted to the Provo State Hospital 6 November 1901. Annie’s records are still at the state hospital in Provo. Annie remained there for 6 years 11 months until she died 23 December 1907 and was buried 25 December on Christmas Day. She was buried in the Crescent cemetery. For some reason the Nelson’s never put a headstone on her grave. Years later members of the Jonas family, probably William Nelson Jonas, placed a headstone on her grave. Annie was a young 43 years old when she died, the same age that her mother Agneta, had died.
A copy of Annie’s Utah State Mental Hospital records are included after. There is very little in the record, but it is telling what little is included.
“While the Jonas family lived with the Nelson’s Joseph Jonas worked on August’s farm. He was not a free quest. While they were there it became harvest time. Joseph worked with both families. Joseph wasn’t a tall person, 5’6″ or 5’7” but he was a very strong man. He often boasted that he could take the place of two men in the field. Joseph worked on the threshing machine. He lifted the bags of grain off the thresher.
“Annie’s brother, August, condemned grandmother for not raising her family in the LDS church. He would bring out his temple cloths and according to Rosa Jonas who was there, made grandma cry. He would say, “This is what our mother was buried in.” Then he would show her the temple clothes. This happened a few times and grandma was so upset on time that she spit on her brother. August probably had good intentions, but he handled the situation wrong. Annie was a women who was sick and just released from a state hospital. She needed special consideration and understanding.
Joseph and Margaret Jonas about 1899
“Joseph and August had arguments, too. August persuaded the Jonas children to stay in Utah and not go back with their father to Washington. Rosa remembered that her father shook his fist at her and said “You remember where you belong.” Finally, Joseph went back to Washington with only one of his five living children, Margaret. The rest stayed in Crescent. The four Jonas children finally went to Richmond, Utah. Rosa married in 1904 and in 1908 the three boys left Sandy to live with their sister.
Christian & Rosa Andersen
“An interesting book that may help the reader of this story to understand the life of Annie had while she was in the state hospitals was published March of 1908 and is entitled “A Mind that Found Itself.” This is a biography written by the author after his complete recovery from a mental illness. He describes conditions in a state hospital during the same time period Annie was living in one. The man’s name is Clifford W Beers. People who were admitted at the turn of the century were often treated cruelly. The people who were hired were untrained and needed no qualifications. Add to this the low wage and one may understand that people who hired to watch the sick used physical restraints and force to control their assigned subjects. Besides having their freedoms and dignity taken away, they were assigned to one style of clothes to wear.
“According to Annie’s records Annie was rational at times and then would have a sudden stroke of passion come over her. While Annie was in the state hospital she wrote to her children. She was capable of writing beautiful intelligent letters. At times she was in possession of her mental abilities. Unfortunately her children never answered her letters, which only worsened the way she felt about herself. The children were young, the oldest in her mid-teens. But the lack of support of her children and all other family relatives must have made her very lonely and given her a feeling of unhappiness and probably despair. Also, Joseph, her husband, must have been frustrated after taking her out of the state hospitals three different times and unable to help her. The circumstances would try the patience of any man. Joseph and Annie were given certain trials in this life which would be hard to bear by most people. Perhaps their trials in this life will help their standing before God in the next. A feeling of empathy for them comes over the author when he thinks of their lives and their loneliness.
“All of the children of Joseph and Annie, who lived past the age of 20, joined The Church of Jesus Christ of latter-day Saints. John, William, and Joseph Nelson were all baptized 10 January 1902. Rosa was baptized 6 February 1902. Margaret, Mary, and Annette Josephine had short lives. Mary died of typhoid fever 21 September 1899 being 14 years and two months old. Her sister, Rosa, said she chided her sister and told her, “You’re not sick because your face is so pink.” Mary unfortunately died the next day. The children did not realize it was the high fever that caused her cheek’s to be so flushed. Mary was baptized in the St. Andrew church in Ellensburg 25 Jul 1886 with two of her cousins, Elizabeth and Hubert. She was just one year old. Her headstone is on the main road or trail which runs through the Holy Cross Cemetery in Ellensburg. Her headstone is facing away from the road so you would need to go to the back to see the words. The original road was moved from in front of her headstone to the back of her headstone. The headstone reads, Mary dau. of Joseph and Anna Jonas born 17 Jul 1885 died 21 Sep 1899. She is buried next to her grandfather, Hubert Jonas and close to her sister, Margaret, and Uncle William Jonas. Her baptism and death records are at St. Andrew’s church. Margaret died of Bright’s disease. Bright’s disease is characterized by heightened blood pressure. The city paper called the Ellensburg Dawn dated 22 Sep 1904 reads, “Miss Jonas, daughter of Joe Jonas died Sat of Bright’s disease.” Margaret was born 17 Jun 1884 in Logan, Cache county, Utah. No records were found for her baptism in Ellensburg, although she was baptized. We have pictures of her graduation from catechism. Margaret was the only daughter who had red hair like her mother. Margaret was the only child who went back to Washington with her father sometime in 1901. She lived in Thorpe when she died. She has a beautiful headstone with a lot of detail embossed on it and these words, “Margaret beloved dau of Joseph and Annie Jonas died 17 Sep 1904 aged 30 years 3 months.” Both Margaret’s and Mary’s headstones were bought by grandpa Joseph Jonas. We know that because grandma was absent from the family during both deaths. Margaret also had a 4″ X 6 1/2″ card made at the time of her death. This card, too, was Joseph’s idea. The card is in a silver and black print with white background. There is a bird that has a paper in its mouth with the following description, “Let us be patient: These severe afflictions not from the ground arise, but often times celestial benedictions assume this dark disguise.” There is a small arch with “In Living Remembrance of.” Then a box elaborately decorated with, “Margaret Jonas” died Sep 17, 1904 aged 20 years and 3 months.” Then at the bottom in silver letters the following poem. “We miss thee from our home, dear, We miss the sunshine of thy face. We miss thy kind and willing hand, Thy fond and earnest care, Our home is dark without thee, We miss thee everywhere.” Joseph Jonas’ sentiments are realized to a degree by the headstone and card he left behind. He was obviously deeply hurt by his daughter’s death.
Margaret Jonas
“Another interesting story we have, which gives us insight to Joseph’s personality, is how he handled his three son’s misbehaving. The three Jonas boys, John, William, and Joseph, had been caught stealing apples. Joseph was very upset. But instead of doing something immediately he went and chopped some wood for the fire. He chopped long enough to get rid of some of his anger. Then he disciplined his three boys. Joseph had a quick temper, but this story reveals his attempt to control his temper. If Joseph came home and got upset he was capable of turning the furniture over. However, Rosa’s children who knew Joseph Jonas really loved him. Rosa said that she had often wished she had sealed her mother’s sister, Charlotte, to him after he died.
William Nelson Jonas
“Joseph gave annual donations to his church. One record reveals the following: “Mr Joe Jonas paid $5.00 this 11 day of October.” Also, 5 July 1910-paid $5.00 for cemetery care; 1911-his name was written for contributions; 1912 contribution of $3.00; 1913 contribution of $10.00. Joseph was also one of the witnesses when his brother, William, sold his land on the 18th of October 1905. The above records reveal faith in God. Also, there were probably other donations before 1910 that weren’t recorded. We have a census record for Joseph in the following years; 1860, 1870, 1880, 1885, 1887, 1900, 1910. We learn from the 1900 census that the family lived in Cle Elum, a place north west of Ellensburg, at which time they were renting a house. The 1910 year has Joseph living in the South Kittitas Precinct. He was living in a house with two single men, who were also of German extraction and were also workers for the railroad. Joseph was 51 years old and his roommates were 47 and 56 years old. He told the man taking the census that he was the head of his family and that he was a widower. next to Joseph’s name on the 1910 census is the record of seven men who were living in a section house. Joseph was most likely living in the foreman’s house that was owned by the railroad. Counting the two people living with him it is likely that Joseph was the foreman of nine men during this summer work.
Margaret Jonas
“On 19 February 1912 Joseph Jonas went to a notary and recorded the following affidavit: “Joseph Jonas to public. Joseph Jonas, being first duly sworn, on oath states: That he is a brother of William Jonas who died in Kittitas County Washington, Oct 11, 1905; that said William Jonas died seized the following real estate situated in said Kittitas County, to wit: the south west quarter of section twenty three (23) in township eighteen (18) north of range eighteen (18) east, W.M.; that said William Jonas at the time of his death was a widower, his wife, Emma Jonas, having died in said Kittitas county, on March 17, 1898, intestate: that said William Jonas was married once; that George Jonas, son of said William and Emma died on the third day of July, 1908, at the age of ten years, intestate.”
“Joseph Jonas was a hard working man. He was strict with his family, and was a good provider. He often helped neighbors by letting them stay in his house and by feeding them. One time grandmother, Annie, had made some rolls and jam which were given to a visitor. The man decided that he didn’t want to eat the food so after he got outside he gave the food a toss. Joseph saw this and gave the man a verbal tongue lashing. Also, Grandpa one day was cooking a pan of eggs. It was a large fry pan. A fly landed into the eggs, so he threw the eggs, fly and all, into the fire.
“About 1907 Joseph was visiting his daughter, Rosa. He needed some help on his section gang. So his son-in-law, Christian Anderson, went to Washington and worked on the railroad. His son-in-law thought Joseph was a good man to work for and after Joseph died he made a wooden cross for his grave.
“When Joseph was 58 years old he came to Utah to die at his daughter’s home in Richmond, Utah. Joseph had sugar diabetes and dropsy. He had been sick for a year and six months before he died. He stayed at Rosa’s home for about two months before he passed away. Lillian, Joseph Nelson Jonas’ wife, who remembered seeing Joseph said that he was a handsome man even on his death bed. He died 28 Jun 1917 at 3:00 A.M. and was buried 30 Jun 1917 in the Richmond Cemetery. He has a headstone. It is exactly like his wife’s headstone and were both placed on the graves by a member of the Jonas family years after their deaths. The records aren’t clear, but the only sibling they had who could have bought these headstones was William Nelson Jonas. All the other siblings had died rather early in life.
Joseph Nelson Jonas and Lillian Coley Jonas
“During one of the visits Joseph made to his daughter, Rosa, in Richmond, Utah, Rosa had forgotten to put Annie’s picture away. Joseph picked it up and said, “They didn’t tell me when you passed away, but you came to me so I knew you were dead.”
“Some time after Cy Anderson was born, the first grandson of Joseph and Annette, Joseph made a visit to Utah to see the family. That was probably in 1908. Joseph bought him some new clothes, a sailor’s outfit. During his visits he would ask the children to help their mother. Joseph would be standing at the top of the stairs and would toss someone a nickel and say, “clean up the table for your mother and the nickel is yours.” The grandchildren who knew Joseph really like him. Joseph rejected any attempt his children made to convert him to the LDS Church. But Joseph was a religious man, and believed in God.
“Rosa loved to take her father’s coat and smell the lapel when he came to visit. She liked to smell the smoke from the big cigar Grandpa smoked.
John and Nellie (Andersen) Jonas
“Grandpa Joseph Jonas lived to see his wife, Annie, die; three of his daughters; both of his parents; his brother, William, and Emma his sister-in-law all die. He lived away from his four living children for most of their lives. He was a man with a family, but wasn’t able to be with them very much for the last 16 years of his life. He was very much alone except for friends he made in Washington. Grandma, Annette Nelson Jonas, except for a few brief months, spent the last 11 years of her life alone or in the company of strangers. Annie experienced her family’s lack of support and certainly a broken heart sped her to an early death. One may wonder why some people are asked to suffer such hardships in life. Yet, we should always appreciate them for giving us our lives and for the sacrifices they made in raising a large family. They provided for and loved their children, and raised them well under extreme hardships.
Back l-r: Laura, Wilhelmina, Floyd, Kenneth, Ivan, Earl, Hazel, Barbara Bodrero; Sitting: Moses, Wilhelmina, Clara Bodrero
This is a copy of a letter transcribed and in the records of Golden Rulon Andra.
“Preston, Idaho
“Feb. 4th, 1941
“Dear Clara,
“I just ran into your letter of last Dec. Sorry I did not tend to it sooner.
“Well, my father was born October 18th, 1845 in Holzgerlingen, Wurttemburg, Germany. He served in the war in 1866. He also served in the war against France in 1870 and 71. He received the Iron Cross for Bravery.
“After the last war, he moved to Grunkraut, Ravensburg. He got a job from the goverment as a Strassenwarter (road overseer in English). He held that job until 1893 until he immigrated to this country, or until he joined the church.
“I don’t know much about his early life, but I believe he was a weaver of cotton goods. He also had a small farm, and I did most of the work on it.
“In 1893, 21st of June, I think, they all headed to Mapleton, Oneida Co., Idaho. He bought John Nuffer’s farm at Glendale (now Franklin Co., Idaho.)
“Later, he bought the Jed M. Blair farm in Whitney, Idaho. Started to raise sugar beets. (Your mother can tell you the rest.) My father was a sucessful farmer.
“In Jan. 1900, he moved to Logan City, Utah, and did a lot of Tempel work, until his death, which was Feb. 16th, 1922. He was buried in the Logan Cemetary.
“John G. Wanner
“179E. 1st So. St.
Prestn, Idaho
John George Wanner Jr
“P.S. I don’t know anything about the family bible. I know there were a lot of dates and information about the family. I was not present when the furniture was divided.
“I did not get any of it.
“J.G.W.
“This above letter was received by Clara Bodrero, 495 W. 5th No., Logan, Utah, several years ago. John G. Wanner was her grandfather.
This biography of Anna Maria Schmid Wanner was in a family history book that belonged to Golden Rulon Andra and was given to me by his daughter. I did not have this biography and am happy to share it.
“Anna Maria Schmid Wanner, my grandmother, was born in [Holzgerlingen], [Württemberg], Germany on the 21 of January 1849. She was the daughter of Jacob Friedrich Schmid and Solome Notter. Her mother died when she was two years old. She then had a stepmother who was very cruel to her. They were very poor, and she would go to her grandmothers place and pick over potato peelings for the want of food. She ate the potato peelings for food.
“She started school at the age of six. For years the people in Germany couldn’t grow a thing, and the schools had to feed the children soup in school.
“She was a member of the Protestant church.
“Her father was a linen weaver, and grandmother would walk miles and miles at night through the dark woods to deliver the linen to different people. She had to carry it on her head. She often would be afraid, but she always prayed, and never was harmed.
“She married John George Wanner on the 6th of June 1870. From this union was born to them 5 sons and 5 daughters. They buried 2 sons in Germany. They were married only a short time when her husband called to go to war.
“It was the custom for the women to do the farm work, cutting the hay with the scythe and putting it up by hand.
“When the children needed shoes or dresses the shoemaker and the dressmaker would come to the home.
“Early in the year 1873, the family moved to Greenkraut [Grünkraut], [Württemberg], Germany.
“In 1891, she and her family were converted to the Morman or Latter-Day-Saint church. In her home she had a large room where she would accommodate the missionaries with food and beds, and help them learn the German language.
“In May 1893, she with her husband and family of seven children left Germany to come to America. They arrived at Franklin County [then Oneida County], Idaho on Sunday the 18th of June 1893.
“She left a brother and sister and father in Germany when she came to America. She had a brother named Carl and a sister, Louise Sophia. Grandmother was the youngest child. She was the only one of her fathers family that joined the Latter-Day-Saint church.
“They lived in Glendale, Whitney, and Preston, Idaho and in 1910 they moved to Logan, Utah. She and her husband did lots of Tempel work for their own dead ancestors as well as considerable donation work in the Tempel for other people.
“She obtained many names from Germany which was promised in her Patriarchal blessing, and the work was done for all of them before her death.
“She took sick in December, and died on the 9th of December 1929 of Pneumonia. Her funeral services were held in the 4th ward of Logan, Utah in which she was a member. She was buried by her husband in the cemetery at Logan, Utah.
“NOTE: Her oldest son preceded the family to America. He came over 1 and 1/2 years before the rest of the family. Thus — they only brought 7 children with them.
“This biography was copied from a letter received from Clara Bodrero, 495 W. 5th No., serveral years ago. She does not remember who sent it to her. Logan, Utah.