Moreton Ward, Chester Stake

In recent discussions with some members from England, I shared a number of photos I had taken/received while serving in their Ward. It dawned on me and they supported the idea of writing some histories regarding each of the Wards I served in. Also, as time passes, my memory will not remember all the people or my interactions. This is the first of those posts.

This post turned out to be terribly time consuming. I pulled out my planners and worked through them week by week. I was interested in the addresses we visited and the people we taught. Interestingly, I can remember most of these streets, even tracting them. But unless the people advanced to our teaching pool, I don’t generally remember them. Which really is not surprising as many of them were one or two contacts. But, the planners told me who we had appointments with, including tea/dinner appointments. For being 1998-1999, I am astonished at how much I remember from day to day. Some were simply unforgettable, even now, like the young lady who answered the door nude (read below).

Also, as part of this process, I read through the related journal for the time period. I have quoted whole sections that I located related to this time and these people. On a personal note, this was a very trying companionship and district to serve in. Jet lag, sickness, frustration with the breakdown between mission ideals and what was actually happening, personality conflicts, and immaturity (very much on my side, but also other missionaries), 6 missionaries in a confined space, all contribute to the refiners fire Moreton Ward proved to be for me. I have mostly removed all the whining from the journal posts. As reading, don’t think I am a model of optimism or enthusiasm. I was more coy at the beginning of writing this post than I was later. I didn’t quote as much from the journal to begin with, but more and more as I got more comfortable in writing about weeks. At the beginning I give overviews, later I do more quoting and let the voice of the journal speak. Moreton ward covers 119 pages of my journal #5, 36 pages of my journal #6.

The first Ward I served in as a missionary was in the Moreton Ward of the Chester England Stake. I believe it was a newly created ward, only a few months old. At some point the Birkenhead Ward(s) were in the Liverpool Stake and I remember there being multiple ties and connections to Liverpool. I recollect Moreton was created from one or both of the Birkenhead Wards. We met in an old college bar pub, I recall, in West Kirby. We lived in Liscard. I wrote a post previously about the houses I lived in as a missionary. In those days cameras were clunky and still film, so you did not take many pictures. But I do have a few I attribute to the Moreton Ward. Six missionaries covered the Moreton Ward. A year or two later, the Ward received their own ward building. It is my understanding these ward still exists, but was merged with the two Birkenhead wards, now all just two wards.

Since this is my first area, I am also including some of the arrival in the mission from the Missionary Training Center, or MTC, and the mission home.

On 21 December 1998, I flew out from Salt Lake City to the England Manchester Mission, connecting through Atlanta, Georgia. I had just spent two and a half weeks in the missionary training center in Provo, Utah. On that flight I sat next to a woman named Madge Fillingim, age 79, from Vernal, Utah. I hadn’t caught the spelling of her name at the time, and wrote it in my journal as “Marge Flitteringum.” She was born in 1920 and passed away in 2023 at 102.5 years old! I linked her obituary.

As I wrote that day: “On the left was Marge Flitteringum or that last name is close. I don’t remember how she spelled it exactly. …Marge from Vernal at 79. Through our conversations Marge agreed to start taking piano lessons and to become active again in church. Am I a missionary or what? Her son wants her to start going to church again, and with the brand new temple in Vernal, she wants to get her endowment. We talked about music and told her about grandma’s start late in life. I got her to committ.”

In further research, three years later, on 29 December 2001, Madge received her endowment at the Vernal Utah Temple. I don’t know whether she ever picked up playing the piano.

Elder Harris and Elder Ross assigned as companions at mission office, Altrincham, Cheshire

I arrived at Manchester airport on 22 December 1998. We stayed that night at the mission home in Altrincham. The next day, 23 December, I did my first street contacting in Altrincham not far from the mission home. That door is seared into my memory. I can still see it. After lunch that day, we were assigned missionary companions. Elder Jeremy Harris became my first companion in the mission field (Elder Kody Young had been my companion at the MTC). Elder Olson was assigned to Elder Paul Kelley that same day. Moreton wasn’t a surprise to Elder Harris, since he was already serving there.

Newly assigned companionships – Elder Harris and Elder Ross, Elder Olson and Elder Kelley

That evening we did some tracting and went to the Counsells’ for dinner, which in England is called tea. Researching, this was Grant and Helen Counsell. Our flat address was 6 Belgrave Street, right on the corner of Trinity Road.

Writing the next day about that evening, I recorded: “We live in a 3 level flat on Trinity Street. So small and in great disrepair. Humble though. I am afraid the steps will break. We left and headed to our flat. Some guy ran up to us and pointed a gun directly at me. We drove off. It scared me to death. We come back to the flat and put on our whites and went and sang in the centre. I didn’t think we sounded good at all. Some members stopped by the flat when we got back. We received presents and 4 of us ran to do some street contacting while the rest went to deliver presents.”

Christmas Eve caroling, Elders Llewelyn, Lewis, Harris, Mueller, Ross, Knight

On 24 December, we had dinner with the McKenna’s. In my records I record it as McKenna, McKinnon, and MacKinnon. I don’t know which is right and so far the two members I have contact with do not appear to remember this family. Oddly, I remember this meal. We sat at a little kitchen table for two in the kitchen itself. The McKinnon’s did not eat with us. It was fairly dark in the kitchen. The soup was a chicken, pea, carrot soup. It was not a creamy soup, but it was oily or something and was amazing. None of the rest of the home was heated except the front room with a little gas heater (where the coal fireplace once was). My first introduction to the idea that people would only heat one or two rooms of a home, not the whole house. We left a spiritual thought and left. I don’t know that they were elderly, maybe 70s. But my soul was warmed. I understand the McKinnons moved away from the area.

This highlights another surprise for me in England. Their latitude is considerably higher than that of most of the United States. As such, in winter time, the sun would disappear about 4 pm. It would reappear about 8 am. The days are short. So this dinner appointment at 6 pm would have been in the dark. Many missionaries struggled with depression due to shortened daylight hours. In the converse, summer would have the sun going down at like 9:30 pm and coming up at 5:00 am.

Christmas Day, the 25th, I wrote: “All of us went to play footy, or soccer. I am not a soccer fan anymore. Since I hurt my foot in high school I am not supposed to do any kicking with it… I sat watching them played and I read scriptures while there. I sat some time looking across the Mersey River at Liverpool. What an impressive sight. One building reminded me a ton of the Salt Lake Temple. Dingy white with the 6 big towers but the building was full of windows. It had a big clock in the one end. Instead of an angel Moroni on the end, it had giant pelicans on both center towers.”

That building was the Royal Liver Building. The “pelicans” were actually the famous Liver Birds. Built between 1908 and 1911 for the Royal Liver Assurance company, it was designed by local architect Walter Aubrey Thomas in the Edwardian Baroque style and was, for its time, one of the first large buildings anywhere constructed with a full reinforced-concrete frame, engineering that let it rise to 322 feet and briefly stand as the tallest building in Europe. Its twin clock towers carry two copper birds, nicknamed Bella and Bertie, one facing inland toward the city and the other out to sea. Legend holds that if they ever flew away, Liverpool itself would cease to exist. The birds themselves were carved by Carl Bernard Bartels, a German woodcarver. Along with the Cunard Building and the Port of Liverpool Building, the Royal Liver Building and others form Liverpool’s famous “Three Graces” on the Pier Head waterfront. All fully visible from across the Mersey in Seacombe and Wallasey.

That same day, I visited with family on the phone, including my Dad, sister, Grandma, and Duncan family.

I wrote about my Grandma: “She told me how bad she felt about missing me at the airport. I wished I could have seen her too. It was really good to talk to all of them again. We shall see each other soon enough.”

Grandma died the next year, sooner than either of us expected that Christmas Day. My flight was originally supposed to leave from one gate in Salt Lake City and that is where she went. Later they realized what was going on and they raced over to the new gate. They got there in time to get a package on the flight to me, but no opportunity to physically say good-bye as we were already loaded.

My end of the bedroom at Liscard flat, Merseyside

On 26 December, dinner was with Steve and Linda Pitt. That day I also wrote: “I found out that the river and docks I was talking about was where all the immigrants from England left.” At some point, I probably should do a post, like I did with the Mormon Trail, of all my ancestors who came through Liverpool.

27 December 1998 was my first time at church in Moreton. Attendance didn’t reach 100. I confirmed into The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints Ann Marie Brumfitt that day. She’d been baptized the Sunday before I arrived. I don’t recall the Elder’s name I replaced. I wrote, “It was a cool experience.” I also gave a priesthood blessing that day to a young boy, Thomas Michael Plemford, Gaynor Plimley’s son. That same day, jet lag and the whirlwind of the first week were catching up with me.

I wrote: “I am having such a hard time. I am so dead tired it is pitiful. If only I could go to bed earlier but that really isn’t possible… I will finish my mission but I will sleep for a week when I return, I am sure of it. Help me endure. These 16 1/2 hour days are killing me. I hope p-day they let me sleep in. I think the jet lag is not helping.”

Even so, I closed the day looking forward rather than back: “There is so much to learn. If I have acquired a percent of a fraction, I will count my life as something more than a waste. I will know it wasn’t all at naught. So much to gain, so little to lose. I pray my senses be toughed, my facilities enlightened to gain but a portion of the awesome amount. I please to learn and not have any tolerance in ignorance. Whatever principle of intelligence we attain to in this life will rise with us in the resurrection. And if a person gains more knowledge and intelligence in this life through his diligence and obedience than another, he will have so much the advantage in the world to come. D&C 130:18-19.”

This picture of the house across the street is a mirror of the house we lived in. The bricked in window is the one I am looking out and taking the picture from in our flat.

House across the street from our flat, our room on 3rd floor, 6 Belgrave St, Liscard, Merseyside

28 December 1998 – 3 January 1999

This was my first week in the mission with a planner of my own. The week before, Elder Harris had kept track for the both of us while I was still finding my feet. P-day, 28 December, we went to West Kirby to play squash, my first time ever seeing or playing the game. I wrote: “It was great. It is alot like raquetball. I love it, I will have to do it more and when I get home.”

I’ve loved squash ever since. Roy McKee was a member there that day. His aunt and uncle, John and Audrey McKee, were also in the Ward. I can’t say for certain which McKee household we had tea with each week, Roy and Carol (who I recall held a US citizenship), or John and Audrey, unless a specific journal entry says so. But squash was my love in Richmond, Virginia; Oklahoma City, Oklahoma; Logan, Utah; I wish there was somewhere closer to play to Burley, Idaho.

We kept a heavy teaching schedule all week, working discussions in with Malcolm and Mrs Robson, Jeff and Allen, and Jocelyn and Jamie on P-day evening alone.

Tuesday, the 29th, brought a companionship exchange along with tracting and a discussion with Lisa and Thorn, and a follow-up visit with Ann Marie Brumfitt, whom we’d confirmed on Sunday. Later that day we went tracting and got some callbacks on Royston Road. After doing some running we went back to teach Bobby Topham, a new contact. Writing about it the next day, I recorded (which is overly personal to Bobby):

“He really listened. His one wife joined the church but died soon after so Robert never found out why she joined. He has been a drug addict to like cocaine and marijuana. Heroin, everything. He is an artist, wonderful, wasted all his money from it on drugs. He is wasting away. He has been legally dead 3 times. His out of body experiences sound much like the ones I have heard before from good righteous people. He won’t live probably over a year. He agreed to be baptized. He also wanted a blessing. He told us why he left the other churches. What a wonderful experience that was. I fell totally in love with missionary work. He will be baptized on the 10th. We need to finish all 6 discussions with him. How exciting. The Lord is wonderful.”

Wednesday was one of our fullest days of discussions: Sharon, Olga and Vernon, Chris, Karen and Carl, and Margaret and Carol all in a single day, wrapped up with tea at the Counsells’.

New Year’s Eve found us in service most of the morning, then more tracting and discussions with Carol and Lewis and Margaret and Jon. We also had to go find Bobby Topham for his appointment that day, and taught him the 2nd discussion.

As I wrote: “He really listens to all the message. He went from 80 cigarettes to having his 2nd all day right as we were leaving. He is a really good artist. He is going to do portraits of us. He is so excited to get baptized. He explained us as glowing. Also when we gave him a blessing, he said he saw light. This guy is really open to the Spirit. What a wonderful soul. Through him we could pull quite a few more people in. He has 6 children all but 2 by different mothers. Two of the mothers are mother and daughter themselves. If the daughter and him got married he would be a brother-in-law to his own child. What a lifestyle. No hope. All sorrow. He has found the light. It is so exciting. I hope I get the honor of baptizing him.”

We closed the night with tea at the Hankins’ and home on time. I understand this was Brenda Hankins with her daughters, Emma is the one I remember most.

New Year’s Day started with a moment of reflection. As I wrote:

“Oh, what a year. What tremendous strides in all aspects of life. One definitely for spirituality. Institute in Logan, a mission, trials over the summer. My life has been a great growing experience. Physically, I have gained around an inch or two. Now around 6’1″ or 6’2″ I stand. Probably 35 pounds heavier. I am now around 175. I am pretty healthy and have a high metabolism. Mentally, this grows with spiritual but also being in college broadened my horizons. I learned and try to learn from every aspect of life. Emotionally has been the same as the rest, leaps and bounds. Especially with Duncan’s and on the mission, much of my life is being healed. I can cry, feel joy, laugh, feel others sorry, and connect. I am much healthier as a being now. This year has been especially trying from all that I have endured. I pray that I will always progress in every aspect. I thank God for all the wonderful people I have met and pray that they count me as a blessing in their lives.”

The day continued with our District Development Meeting and closed with tea at Jackie Laing’s, a standing weekly Sunday appointment that would carry on for the time I was there.

Sunday closed the week with church. Elder Mueller and I walked to picked up Bobby Topham and a boy whose name I don’t recall, and walked them to church together. We arrived a quarter hour late, going in after the sacrament had already started, though we did still receive it. A baptism was held at 2:00 that day. That evening included tea at Jackie Laing’s, a 6:30 appointment with Sonya, and, in another companion exchange, this time with Elder Llewellyn, a stop by the Todd’s, where we played with the kids and gave a spiritual thought. I tried to answer some of his questions; he wouldn’t let the children be baptized, but I think we did some good that evening.

Below is a map of every home we visited, taught, or contacted that week, pulled from the Teaching Pool, Less Active list, Finding Pool, and Contacts recorded on the back of that week’s planner page.

Teaching appointments from 28 December 1998 to 3 January 1999

Teaching Pool

  • Karen Reeves & LeeAnn Reeves — 53 Limekiln
  • Reece Buck — 40 Greenwood
  • Pete Murray — 8/A Poulton

Less Active

  • June Oden — 25 Sedbergh Rd
  • Julie Patterson — Lancaster Ave

Finding Pool

  • Ean James — 21 Serpentine Rd
  • Sharon — 49 Oxford St
  • Olga & Vernon — 17C Rice Ln
  • Chris — 100 Woodland Dr
  • Louis Clarkson — 22 Sherlock Dr
  • Les — 38 Sherlock Ln
  • Malcolm Patterson — 20 Lancaster Ln
  • Ron Fugg — 8 Claughton Dr
  • Lee — Rice Ln
  • Mike — 61 Rice Ln
  • Mick — 14 Rice Ln

Contacts

  • Mohan — 7 Edisbury
  • Mr. Robbison — 13 Ivor
  • Jill — 24 Ivor
  • Sheila — 12 Ivor
  • Mr. Doulan — 12C Rice Ln
  • Carol — 2 Norwood
  • Dawn — 17 Sterling
  • Carl — 15 Kendal
  • Gwen Climo — 29 Priory
  • Chris & Daniel — Rycroft Rd
  • Tracy — 6 Beechcroft
  • Eric — 69A #3 Poulton Rd
  • Jon — 75 Rice Ln
  • Margaret — 8 Lynncroft
  • Dave — 6 York Ave
  • Helen — 35 Royston
  • Margaret — 26 Royston
  • (unnamed) — 10 Rice
  • Les — 9 Upper Rise
  • (unnamed) — 34 Rice
  • Mike & Tony — 11 Royston
  • Melissa — 3 Woodhall
  • Laura — 19 Bell Rd
  • Andrew — 27 Bell Rd
  • Yvonne — 35 Bell Rd
  • Bill & Sue — 67 Bell Rd
  • Kerwin — 94 Bell Rd
  • Jane — 84 Bell Rd
  • (unnamed) — 60 Bell Rd
  • Lisa — 15 Windham Rd
  • (unnamed, 9 addresses) — 48, 54, 58, 70, 72, 78, 82, 86, 90 East St

4 January 1999 – 10 January 1999

P-day, 4 January, we went to Birkenhead and did some shopping. I wrote: “We went to Birkenhead and shopping. I bought a suit jacket/coat. Double breasted with 4 buttons up the front. I like it. I felt bad pulling out 70 pound from home.”

I still have that jacket, and still wear it for special occasions.

That evening we taught Bobby a lesson. As I wrote: “We went and taught Bobby a lesson. We changed his baptism to the 17th of January.”

5 January, I wrote: “I was listening to Johann Liszt’s Die Forelle and was very moved. It is so beautiful.”

That afternoon: “This afternoon we saw a body being taken out of a home and put into a car in a body bag. So moving. Haunting, yet joyful; painful, yet wonderful. Death is the last great adventure. So much lies beyond. I wish I new a farthing of what lay beyond. To grasp a microscopic portion would be an achievement.”

Also that day: “We taught a gypsy today. If we treat it right he will come around.”

6 January, I wrote: “We went out and I got to drive to West Kirby. My first experience driving here. It was quite different. I did well. I drive better than Elder Harris.”

That evening: “We had tea at Counsels or the Bishop’s. They told me of all the great experiences in Rhodes, Athens, Greece, Tunsia, and in the Sahara. I wish to travel these places. I hope to learn so much.”

8 January, I wrote: “We went out to tea at the Hankins. It is such an honor to eat there. …Such love, respect, and honor towards the missionaries.”

9 January, I wrote: “Oh, we went and taught Bobbie the 4th discussion. We skipped the 3rd because Elder Harris felt it needed to be covered. The chastity part was mine and was not fun. He wouldn’t talk about it. We are going to talk about it where no one is around tomorrow. I hope he will live it, or get married.”

That same day: “We went and taught grandma after. …She is a miracle. Mrs. Walker is her name. She is mostly blind and mostly deaf but in really good shape for 93. At one point we read to her 2 Nephi 31. She will read it some more. At one point, I commented and was bearing my testimony to her, she stopped me and commented, I mistook you for Jesus. You are His messenger. I shed tears right then. She doesn’t feel baptism is right yet but she will through prayer. Her love is so great. She is so close to the Lord. She says she feels so close. She says the Book of Mormon has brought her closer to the throne. It has. I am so filled with joy. I love her. Absolutely astounding. …We suggested we get her a big huge print book, she thought we were going to take away the one she has till we got the other. The pain and fear she expressed through her looks wanted me to give her a 100 more.”

That evening: “We went to tea at Jackie’s again. Really good chicken curry.”

10 January, I wrote: “Church was great. I think that all the talks spoke directly to Bobbie. They talked on food storage and other important stuff. The hymns was better today. I felt the Spirit strongly today. We went to gospel principles after. I taught half the lesson with Gayna on keeping the Sabbath Day Holy. It was great. The church is so true. Bobbie, Elder Mueller, + I went to another room and discussed the law of chastity and other concerns he had. I said some stuff that I didn’t know where I was going. When I wrapped it up it made complete sense and I learned so much about baptism. Pure intelligence right then. I had no idea where I was going with the conversation, it turned out, I said exactly what he needed to hear. WE said a closing prayer and Bobbie + I shed tears.”

That evening: “We went to tea at Jackie’s.”

Also that day: “We gave a blessing on Elizabeth MacKinnon. She is ill.”

Below is a map of every home we visited, taught, or contacted that week, pulled from the Teaching Pool, Less Active list, Finding Pool, and Contacts recorded on the back of that week’s planner page.

Teaching appointments from 4 January 1999 to 10 January 1999

Teaching Pool

  • Bobbie Topham — 9 Royston
  • Mike — 35 Manor Rd
  • Karen Reeves & LeeAnn Reeves — 53 Limekiln
  • Rhys Buck — 40 Greenwood
  • Chris — 5a Rycroft
  • Danielle — St Rycroft
  • Robert — 4 Stourton St

Less Active

  • Joe — 23 Trafalgar
  • June Oden — 25 Sedbergh
  • Julie — (no address)

Finding Pool

  • Janet Jones — 22 Bell Rd
  • Sue — 1 Bell Rd
  • Tracy & Andrew — 23 Falkland Rd
  • Tony — 40 Buchanan Rd
  • Lee — 59 Rice Ln
  • Malcolm Patterson — 20 Lancaster Ln
  • Shanon — 49 Oxford St
  • Ean James — 21 Serpentine Rd
  • Mr. Addict — 36 Water St
  • Lisa — 15 Windham Rd
  • Skip — 28 Water St
  • Cliff — 44 Union St
  • Gene Lockley — 24F Union St
  • Jeff — 22 Union St
  • Steve — 4b Union St
  • Andy — 44 Eastcroft

Contacts

  • Paul & Tom — 4 Bell Rd
  • Paula — 65 Bell Rd
  • Vicki — 1 Bell Rd
  • John — 57 King St
  • Lizzie — 7 Ilchester Rd
  • Joe — 3 Ilchester Rd
  • Kathy — 28 Ilchester Rd
  • Melissa — 3 Woodhall Ave
  • Helen — 35 Royston Ave
  • Margaret — 8 Lynncroft
  • John — 75 Rice Ln
  • Jill — 24 Ivor
  • Sheila — 12 Ivor
  • Larry — 37 Limekiln
  • Shirley — 36 Union St
  • Betty — 34 Exeter Rd
  • Jill — Yew Tree Rd
  • Sam — 34 Saxon Rd
  • Stacey — 79 Robinson/Robbins St

11 January 1999 – 19 January 1999

12 January, I wrote: “Mail always makes my day.”

That same day, Carol and Tanya McKee, came up in conversation assisting the missionaries in many ways. Elder Harris and I went and helped Bobbie that day. I wrote: “Elder Harris + I went and helped Bobbie with troubles. Satan is working so hard on him. We taught him a 6th too. We will teach him the 5th later. Elder Harris said I will probably get to baptize him. Wow, what an honor.”

While tracting that same day: “We were walking down the street when I had a thought to go visit this one house. We went and she listened, took the Book of Mormon, and agreed to have us back. She is Jew too.”

That evening: “We had tea at the Counsell’s. It was good. We had a good productive conversation over dinner. It was really good cornbeef hash. He showed me Gospelink, it was on the computer. Looked interesting, I wanted to dig through it.”

Also that day, we visited Grandma Walker again. As I wrote: “Oh, we visited grandma today. She won’t be baptized because of what it would do to her family. She prayed and cried all night. She admitted she knew the church is true. If she continues to read the Book of Mormon, she will find that she and them will be blessed. I hope I get to see her enter the waters. It is just a matter of time now I believe. I don’t know but pretty sure.”

I have tried to hunt down and locate Grandma Walker’s first name and other information. No luck so far. 93 in 1999, born about 1903. Lived at 5 Stanford Avenue, New Brighton, Wallasey CH45 5AP. But without her first name or her husband’s name, I think I am at a dead end.

Elders Harris and Ross on Seacombe Promenade, Liverpool in background

14 January, I wrote: “Today had to be one of the longest days. So cold I haven’t felt my feet since 10:00 this morning. My eye is killing me. Swollen and every time I blink it hurts.”

Also that day: “I was so upset with Bobbie for having a cigarette. That is not me. Today the refiner fire has been hard to endure.”

15 January, I wrote: “At the mission office they sent me GQing with Elder Simion and Elder Wretham.” I would later serve with Elder Simion, in Wigan. I had to go to the mission office due to an eye infection. I had been sick for a while. As I continued: “We had a great time out even though we came back soaked. We were out for 2 hours in the rain. We come back and we ate. Dr. Turnbull saw me too. He looked at my eye and back. Eye is okay, just swollen from whatever was in it.”

Liverpool from Seacombe Promenade

Also that day: “We went to Bobbie’s and had his bishop’s interview and talk. The Spirit was so strong. We had pictures and first a great conversation.”

16 January, I wrote: “I am so excited for Bobby. I set him straight on prayer, no excuses for smoking or drugs after baptism, and so he must repent. I tried to set him straight on everything. Now, I can baptism him, now he cannot plead I haven’t done my job, I taught him. He accepted it all really well too. There is alot of good stuff going on too.”

Also that day: “We got our dinner cancelled yesterday so we got KFC. I got chicken strips. We come back here and some lady ragged out Elder Harris for parking in the way of the sidewalk. She asked him if he was just going to stand there looking stupid. His response was just that. He looked around, looked stupid, looked at her and said, ‘I am not looking stupid.’ I laughed and the lady walked on mad.”

At 9:00 that morning, District Development Meeting. As I wrote: “Now Birkenhead is doing great. They have 5 baptisms this Sunday.”

17 January, I wrote: “Elder Johnson and I went all over and absolutely no one was home. …We got back here at the flat at 12:30. We went with Elder Lewis to Bobbie’s house in Oxton. He wasn’t there. I called him and rescheduled for 7:00. We went to this family in Birkenhead and had a good conversation. They fed us some and then we had interviews in Pensley. The 5 they are going to baptize tomorrow. It took forever to interview them all.” I have no recollection or clue to who Elder Johnson is or why I was on exchanges with him.

That evening: “Elder Mueller and I ate at the Billington’s.” This was Lawrence “Lol” Billington (1928–2000) and Sheila Maureen Billington, née Connolly (1936–2020), both of Wallasey.

Bishop Grant Counsell, Robert “Bobby” Topham, Elder Ross

Sitting in sacrament meeting that same day, I wrote: “I am sitting in sacrament meeting here in the Moreton ward. They just finished talking on family history. I don’t think I have ever realized how important it really is. There is so much I have wanted to do. But that is one of the other things that will have to stay on hold till I return home. It is so exciting to do missionary work for the live, after my mission, I will get to do missionary work for the dead. Brother Cliff Roberts is a wonderful man. He gave the talk on family history. Many people joke that he is one of the three Nephites. I don’t think so, but I want to talk to him to make sure. Either way, there is a lot I can learn from him.”

I understand Cliff Roberts passed away from cancer a few years ago.

Also that day, at Bobby’s own baptism: “We are at Robert Topham’s baptism. Roy McKee has been officiating. Roy gave a great talk on Baptism. His daughter Tonya McKee gave a great talk on the Holy Ghost.” “Kathy Dunford gave the opening prayer.” “I now have a firm testimony of baptism. Not that I didn’t, it is just reaffirmed.” “Robert signed the other page. That is his signature. Bishop is talking on following the commandments. He is talking on how we need to endure.”

Baptism of Robert “Bobby” Topham with Elders Harris and Ross

18 January, morning, I wrote: “Elder Llewelyn and I walked to the McKee’s. Not Roy but his uncle. We had a great conversation. Very spiritually uplifting. I look forward to more.”

Robert “Bobbie” Topham’s signature in my journal

19 January 1999 – 25 January 1999

20 January, 6:10 AM, I wrote: “We met this other guy named mike. He was one of the first surfers in Great Britain. A great guy. That was during the late 60’s. He still travels to Australia every couple of years. Never surfed California or Hawaii. Great guy but he doesn’t believe in God at all.”

Also that day, tea with Roy and Carol McKee: “We went to tea at the McKee’s. She is a really good cook. We played piano some and some snooker. We ate a good dinner and had a good conversation.”

Also that day: “Even though another lady answered the door in the nude, we went back because she said we could. We taught her the first. I forgot her first name. I think she will accept the gospel.”

And: “We went and talked to Bobbie and we caught him smoke a cigarette. We talked to him and about smoking. He says he is trying. He needs to do.”

At 10:06 PM that same day, I wrote: “We got fish and chips for lunch. I got back and had 11 letters in the post. Yes, ELEVEN LETTERS. Can you imagine my joy. It took over an hour to read all of them. The fish and chips was great too. We had tea at Counsell’s. It was homemade pizza. It was really good. WE had a really good time. Oh last night we gave Isabell MacKinnon a blessing. I got to give it to her. It was exciting. I love this church.”

22 January, 6:11 AM, I wrote: “We went with Elder Knight + Llewelyn to see grandma. We gave her the 4th discussion. She is really torn between her family and joining. I hope her family will soften their hearts and tell her it would be okay to join. We don’t know how much time she has. It is so sad. She says her family is really upset with her. We taught a 1st to Bobby’s son, Steve. I hope his mother and him will come to embrace it. It will keep Bobby on his toes too. We had fish and chips for dinner because we didn’t have a tea scheduled. I went out with Victor Wise to do home teaching. We went from down by the church on Norwood Road to New Brighton on Wellington Road. And clear back. That was a long walk and Vic walks fast. He even keeps me on my toes. I talked to his wife and him for a while. Neither the people we went to visit were home. How sad. We have to try again.”

Victor Charles Wise (1923–2004) married Brenda Tingle (22 February 1933, Sheffield – 22 December 1999, Upton, Cheshire) on 9 December 1977; both have since passed.

23 January, 8:45 AM, I wrote: “One thing, grandma is having such a hard time choosing between family and faith. We had dinner at the Pitts. The bishop’s father-in-law died, another member of our ward. Hopefully it gets better for this ward.”

“Elder Knight + Elder Llewelyn are leaving us. It will become a 4 more flat. Elder L to Liverpool Elder Knight to Leland up by the temple.”

“Oh, the joy of giving truth.”

24 January, 6:10 AM, I wrote: “I cannot believe I have been in England a month already.”

“We went to do a street meeting after DDM. I thought it was quite unsuccessful. Everyone went to Burger King after. It felt good to eat a decent burger, but it wasn’t my way, right away. We don’t get options of what we get on the burger. Basically you get the burger or you don’t, that is the only options.”

“We went to Leasowe and nothing happened. We didn’t teach anyone and it went slow. We met at Jackie’s for tea but Elder Llewelyn + I were told to go to the Ryan’s. We went. It was a nice huge house. Dinner was great. We got on this joke that Sister Ryan is a translated being and she started Sara Lee and owned Standard Oil, Ford, and a ton of other things like that. It was such a blast.” This was Liz and Mike Ryan.

24 January, 2:12 PM, I wrote: “We are at Irene Jame’s baptism. We just sang hymn #300, Families Can Be Together Forever. I get to be the chorister, and Roy McKee is officiating. His daughter, Tonya McKee is the organist. Emma Hall is giving the 1st talk. It is on baptism. Baptism is such an important step. Gayna now, probably on Holy Ghost.”

Mary Irene Thomas (12 April 1930, Wallasey – 21 June 2014, Birkenhead) married Harry James (1923–1987) in March 1956, Wallasey.

“Now John McKee, Roy’s uncle. This should be good. I remember how he told me about the giardian angel at the foot of his bed in the hospital. We were told a story on how when a guardian angel wants you to know he is there he will leave a white feather.”

John Huddleston McKee (1928 in Liverpool to 2025 in Wallasey).

Writing early on the 26th about Sunday night, I recorded: “Sunday night we went to tea after the baptism and they had Elder Llewelyn and I walk back again. We walked all the way from Morton through Leasowe and to Wallasey. We stopped at John and Audry McKee. Elder Llewelyn and I had a really good conversation. We discussed Doctrine + Covenants section 4 verse 6. …John and Audry McKee are like my adopted grandparents. They are so wonderful. They gave us a ride to Irene James, the newly baptized lady. We talked there for quite a while and went over to Gayna’s. We talked for a while and ended up running all the way back to the flat. We got in at 10 seconds after 9:30. We were late.”

Monday, 25 January (P-day), I wrote: “We come back and changed and headed to Liverpool. I love Liverpool. It was all so big and beautiful. Huge but grand buildings. These buildings have class. It seemed like another country. The styles they wear and the music. The stores are so much different. We went to Pizza Hut and had the buffet. It was all you could eat. I love Pizza Hut. The pizza was better here than in America. The crust was so soft, greasy, and yet with that crunch. Elder Llewelyn and Elder Knight transferred away. …We walked through Liverpool town center and went to the car and come back to Wallasey. The Kingsman Tunnel is cool too.”

Below is a map of every home we visited, taught, or contacted that week, pulled from the Teaching Pool, Less Active list, Finding Pool, and Contacts recorded on the back of that week’s planner page.

Teaching appointments from 19 January 1999 to 25 January 1999

Teaching Pool

  • Bobby Topham — 8 Royston
  • Colin & Tracy — 28 Water
  • Sandra Corbert — 166 King

Less Active

  • Joe — 73 Trafalgar
  • June — 25 Sedbergh
  • Paul — 98 King
  • Mike — 1 Fell
  • Julie — 20 Lancaster
  • Ann Shane — 10 Tudor Ave
  • Brenda Reynolds — (no address)

Finding Pool

  • Chevon — 61 Hampstead
  • David Evans — 7 Annesley
  • Lisa — 15 Windham Rd
  • Stan & Helen — 42 Hampstead
  • Malcolm — 20 Lancaster
  • Andy — 44 Eastcroft
  • Veronica — 60 Harvest

Contacts

  • Emma — 7 Hampstead
  • Lynn — 1 Hampstead
  • Caroline — 27 Annesley
  • Jan — 53 Annesley
  • Sue — 1 Bell Rd
  • Kathy — 28 Ilchester
  • Joe — 3 Ilchester
  • Helen — 35 Royston
  • Maz — 15 Knowsley
  • Sue — 54 Albemarle Rd
  • Shirley — 36 Union
  • Jon — 17 Summit
  • Conesta — 35 Greencroft
  • Linda — 69 Rycroft
  • Sharon — 71 Rycroft
  • Margaret Quinn — 47 Rycroft
  • Anita — 35 Rycroft
  • Olwin — 46 Hampstead
  • Tim — 54 Hampstead
  • Chris Walsh — 62 Hampstead
  • Chris — 66 Hampstead
  • Gordan — 33 Greencroft
  • Wendy — 8 Tudor
  • Alan — 14 Tudor
  • Lawrence — 22 Tudor
  • Paula — 8 Lucerne
  • Teresa — 49 Lucerne
  • Mr. Partridge — 16 Centurion Close
  • Joyce — 11 Lucerne
  • Shelly Thomas — 20 Rudgrave Square
  • Enid Hill — 50 Wellington

26 January 1999 – 1 February 1999

27 January I wrote: “I am so tired. I hope one of these days I get over this feeling. We went to Birkenhead for service. We went to the chapel up there and the sisters made us breakfast. It was not good at all. We put all our plans together for flight 401. It will be the 4th discussion acted out by 12 missionaries. I get to be the missionary on the plan who tries to convert the high jackers. I spelled that wrong. They blow up the plane and they take the people through all the different glories and stuff like that. I get to play all the time on the piano in the chapel or celestial room. Missionary straight to celestial. That is cool, they didn’t mean to do that. We came back here and changed. I forgot my coat at Birkenhead so I don’t get any money till I get it back. Also, my letter home is sitting in the pocket. I might not get it back till Fri, Sat, or Sun. All those at home are going to have quite the wait. Unless the Birkenhead Elders took the coat with them and if they did, Elder Harris will have them mail my letter.”

Riding train to Birkenhead

Also that day: “We went out proselyting after in Elder Knight’s area. I like New Brighton more than Wallasey. I hope we work that alot. It rained hard the whole time. The coat of Elder Lewis I borrowed wasn’t rainproof so I got drenched. Even the stuff in my bag got pretty wet. We come back and dried out.”

Later that day: “We went back out and met a ton of people. We had tea at the McKee’s again. It was a good dinner like usual. We found out Carol plays the guitar. Roy has an office to die for. That thing is loaded with just about everything. Tonya is quite into music too.”

Also that day: “We went to Irene James or Clinton’s nan and she asked me to confirm her. This will be my 3rd Confirmation, no baptisms. I mean performed by me.”

28 January, 9:57 PM, I wrote: “I have to admit, these past few days have been different. I have gotten so into the other things that I have not had time to write. The Spirit has taught me much over the past day. I look forward with great anticipation to the future. I have become much more calm and open through the Spirit. Love has increased as has humility and insight. I do hope that it continues. I can tell now even in my writing a unworrisom feeling and appreciative attitude. Flowing and loveing, oh, how great is our Lord. For I do know that he lives. It was testified to me more.”

Also that day: “We had tea at the Wise’s where we were given many referrals. Things continue to lok up. Elder Harris + I are being blessed for enduring and continuing in diligence.”

Later that evening: “Later we watched Ensign to the Nations with Bobby at Gayna’s. So very moving it was. The last 15 minutes of the show moved me to my very core. It was once again reaffirmed to me by the Spirit of the truthfulness of this gospel. If only I had the words to describe it.” “Faith in Every Footstep with all the temples and angelic voices singing rocked my very core. Bobby too felt that presence.”

“We (Elder Harris + I) left and headed to Chester. We stayed the night and I went on splits with Elder Dixon. We tracted quite a bit and only got two call backs. Something was wrong. Elder Dixon seemed so unsure of the work. I hope he can become strengthened.” This visit to Chester was just overnight, and we didn’t even go downtown.

“We had tea at John McKee’s. Oh how great it is to share time with such righteous people. It is so exhilarating to the soul. It is so moving to be around them. Now I call them my adopted grandparents.”

“We had the flight 747 tonight. We act out a plane crash and then take all the people through the separate kingdoms. It worked out really well.”

I cannot imagine doing a Flight 401/747 post 9/11…

30 January, 9:50 PM, I wrote: “Today has been a phenomenal day. I started reading my book that dad sent to me. It is called Drawing on the Powers of Heaven. Wonderful book. I will be glad when I can understand all of it and apply it.”

“At 9:00 we left for the funeral of James Jones. That is Bishop Counsell’s father-in-law. James’ wife Audry was the one I thought made a perfect grandma. The funeral was absolutely stunning. Singing and the Spirit was great. Bishop Counsell got up and talked on [James’] life. This man was a perfect example of Christ. I hope to be like this man someday, who was so much like Jesus. …Bishop told of how when they found out he had cancer, that before returning to bed, the asked either to take him so he wouldn’t have to suffer or to let him endure happily. He now rests in peace. The Spirit touched me phenomenally strong. I cried. They sang O my father, I was streaming. Tonya McKee sat in front of us. She was sobbing. I was so touched by the Spirit. There was the closing prayer and we all went to the crematorium. There was a little service where The Stake President spoke, and we said our good-byes. I knew not this man but he has touched my life.”

Also that day: “After I talked to Cliff Roberts, the one everyone things is a Nephite, he isn’t. He did reveal some fantastic and great knowledge to me that I have been looking forward to. He was a 2nd witness today. I told him how he quickened and excited my soul by how great of an example and by his righteousness. He thanked me. I hope he remembers I look up to him.”

“The high point was we taught Bridgette tonight. The lady with green hair. She is so in tune with the Spirit. She taught us most of the plan of salvation but she knew not that it was divine. We explained the light of Christ. She totally accepted it all and agreed but she is so use to having herself. She finds it hard to acknowledge her conscience as the gift given from God. She uses cards for answers and prayers. Interesting. She totally believes in Spirits. She communicates through them. Dangerous, a bad one could get in there. I think she will come around.”

“A poem given today: ‘Time is, Too slow for those who wait, Too swift for those who fear, Too long for those who grieve, Too short for those who rejoice, But for those who love, Time is Eternity!’ So true.” The poem is “Time Is” by Henry Van Dyke, from his 1904 collection Music and Other Poems, originally written as an inscription for a sundial in a friend’s garden, and later read at Princess Diana’s funeral in 1997. Van Dyke’s original last line was “Time is not,” though the “Time is Eternity” ending recorded here has become the more commonly quoted version.

“I had a memory of a dream this summer. The entire dream followed tonights sequence of events at tea. Everything down to the number of donuts and the cool little fry fork. The past, present, and future are all one in the Lord. All present.”

31 January, 10:34 AM, I wrote: “We are now in Sacrament Meeting. It has been a great meeting so far. We started singing hymn #60. I love that hymn. His truth is marching on and I am helping that it goes forth. I confirmed Irene Mary James. What an honor to bestow the gift of the Holy Ghost, not just the gift but thee Holy Ghost. It was great.” “There was a talk given on the windows of light. She commented on how Joseph Smith looked for the light and found it.”

Also in that meeting: “Jackie Laing tells her conversion story. She was…searching for the truth. She said nothing captivated [her]. The Born-again Christians she went towards. She joined with them. She found a member and went to church. She later had the discussions. It is true, she could find no fault. She had an experience with the Book of Mormon.” “She commented on the excitement of hearing an answer for a prayer or having a revelation or inspiration. Such excitement.”

“We are now in combined Relief Society and Priesthood. Roy McKee commented that if anything goes wrong, we weren’t prepared. That is so true. Nothing can go wrong if we are prepared. We should be prepared for anything. That is one of the reasons we work and learn from the past.” “Cliff Robert commented to me that price is any opposition to that which is good. The father of all lies, the author of blackness, or the pride. We are all equal, God is no respecter of persons. What a thought.”

“We went to Moe Jones’ after. There were talked with Lois and Moe. Lois might get baptized.”

Written 2 February, relating to 1 February: “Yesterday was quite the interesting day. We went to Chester, walked the wall, pigged out at Pizza Hut, and came back. I got pictures and I wrote about it in the letter home.”

Chester Town Center from Wall
Scan of Chester Cathedral postcard
Falls on River Dee, Chester, Cheshire
Elder Mueller walking on Chester Wall

Below is a map of every home we visited, taught, or contacted that week, pulled from the Teaching Pool, Finding Pool, and Contacts recorded on the back of that week’s planner page. This week’s page had no separate Less Active section.

Teaching appointments from 26 January 1999 to 1 February 1999

Teaching Pool

  • Sandra Corbert — 166 King
  • Irene James — 6 York Ave
  • David Evans — 7 Annesley
  • Jamie — 5 Dalmorton
  • Joyce & Carol — 19 Caithness
  • Grandma Walker — 5 Stanford
  • Sandy & John — 5A Caithness
  • Debbie White — 35 Gorsehill

Finding Pool

  • Olive — 26 Lucring
  • Casgy — 42 Lucring
  • Veronica — 40 Harvest
  • Malcolm — 20 Lancaster
  • Stan & Helen — 42 Hampstead
  • Chevon — 61 Hampstead
  • Unis — 1A Dalmorton
  • Kevin Paul Shawn — 31 Dalmorton
  • Mrs. Williams — 34 Hereford
  • Jane & Fancie — 73 Dalmorton
  • Mike & Liz — 8 Imperial
  • Sue — 23 Imperial
  • Christine Walker — 14 Elgin
  • Sandra — 3 Grosvenor
  • Paul — 50 Radnor
  • Shic — 90 Liscard
  • Dennis — The Channel
  • Rhona — 12 Sutton
  • Joan — 5 Coronation
  • Andy — 44 Eastcroft
  • Roy — 78 Urmson
  • Pam — 81 Urmson
  • Ian — 4 Warwick

Contacts

  • Paul — 17 Dalmorton
  • Mrs. Kathrel — 25 Imperial
  • Mrs. Nuttal — 30 Elgin
  • Joe — 13 Denton
  • Ria — 5 Coronation
  • Mike — 13 Edinburgh
  • Terry McCormick — 13 Station
  • Daisy & Becky — 22 Beach
  • Sharon — 58 Lusging
  • Georgia — 51 Albemarle
  • Wendy — 8 Tudor
  • Alan — 14 Tudor
  • Lawrence — 22 Tudor
  • Gordon — 23 Greencroft
  • Kangsta — 35 Greencroft
  • Doug — 62 Lusging
  • Mrs. Williams — 35 (unclear)
  • John — 17 The Summit
  • Emma — 7 Hampstead
  • Jan — 53 Annesley
  • Sue — 1 Bell
  • Kathy — 28 Ilchester
  • Maz — 15 Knowsley
  • Conesta — 35 Greencroft
  • Margaret Quinn — 47 Rycroft
  • Chris Walsh — 62 Hampstead
  • Chris — 66 Hampstead
  • Paula — 8 Lucerne
  • Joyce — 11 Lucerne
  • Shelly Thomas — 20 Rudgrave
  • Angela — 25 Lancaster
  • Gordan — 75 Withers Ln
  • Mrs. Buely — 100 Urmson
  • Jackie — 77 Urmson

2 February 1999 – 9 February 1999

Written 3 February, about the night before: “Last night we had tea at the McKee’s again. It was a great dinner but afterwards, Carol, her mother, Elder Mueller, and I had a great conversation. I don’t remember all what about, but it was great.”

Elder Harris walking below promenade at New Brighton, Merseyside

Also that day: “We taught David Evans today. He is really intellectualizing all of it. I tried to explain it to him that way. The same was to Bridgette a couple of nights ago.”

Also that day: “Earlier today, we went to the Ryan’s. She took us to another house and wanted us to bless it. It has Poltergeists. Those are ghosts that move things. She showed us the rooms with the problems and when we walked in, it was so cold. I jumped when I walked in the room. Weird noises, weird feelings. I prayed, Elder Harris blessed it. I hope we did it right. We don’t have anything written on how we are supposed to do it. I felt better afterwards. Sister Ryan and the two of us talked for quite some time. We had tea at the Annals. It was a riot. It was absolutely great. They are a wonderful family.”

Mike & Liz Ryan is this Sister Ryan. I understand they have divorced and Liz remarried and is now Liz Murphy.

Reading the letters I sent home to family, there is more detail there too. The first time we blessed the home, nothing happened. It went even more cold. Like they were staring at us. The second time we blessed the home, it was confrontational. Like they were staring us down and snickering at us. The last time we prayed again before we blessed the home. This time, everything was different. The light and warmth came back into the room and we were at peace. But after the second time, we were afraid and had to huddle in prayer before trying yet again. Very humbling.

4 February, I wrote: “I just realized that today is the day dad gets sealed to his parents in the Ogden Temple. A joyous day indeed. I believe that on the 7th Bud [Lloyd] gets the Priesthood. What joy and happiness have come into this family. I can say I had a small part in it. My joy will be full when mom comes around. We have all tasted such sorrow and bitter. Dad’s patriarchal states he will be sealed in the temple yet in this life.”

“My family, wife on down will be a eternal family. My children shall know the gospel and its divinity.”

“Bud and grandma will be sealed later this month or in March. Another outstanding year this will be. As was last, a year for the books.”

“President talked to me and gave some words and advice. He is most definitely a servant of the Lord. He told me that it is too bad we can’t put the head of a 40 year old on that of a 19 year old. But, we can’t so let them learn. Some are further than others.”

“He commented on the repentance process. We talked about rules, but a higher law. He commented on individuals not the law. The Lord cares on serving others, not keeping rules for self. Try to lead (live) the laws but put others first. He commented on sanctification and working towards perfection. Oh what joy. Righteous people invigorate and energize the soul. Follow the Spirit. It is so enlightening. You learn so much more on watching and seeing how it relates to the gospel. All things apply. Everything is of a spiritual sense. Such excitement in Christ.”

5 February, I wrote: “Yesterday was a phenomenal day for the Moreton Ward.”

“We had tea at the wises. It was good. Chips, pork, beans, with rhubarb crumble. We left the Wise’s and went to Jackie Brooks. There we all talked and had a really good time for a half hour. There were 8 people in the room, all of baptismal age. We Built Relationships of Trust and moved into the discussion. The Spirit was strong. Four of the Eight agreed to baptism and I believe all the other 4 will too. One of the 4 is Robert Topham’s son, Robbie Williams. I think he will come around. Alex, a friend of Cassie (one of Jackies) wants a book and I believe she will committ. Jackie didn’t say yes or no. The four committed are Jackie’s 4, Cassie, Rebecca, Gary, Mike. Jackie will if all four of her children do. Jackie’s friend Angela will too I believe and have faith in. Angela’s husband stole her book and is reading it. Angela has 5 children. I don’t know anything about Alex’s family, she could be the key there. Robbie + Robert could be the key to Robbie’s family. Robbie was amazed that it was Elder Harris and I that converted his father. It is a small world. Overall we are moving toward the goal…on the mission. This is a good start. All praise to God. What a privilege to be an instrument and in this work.”

Also that day: “We have been invited to teach at a mothers meeting at St. Joseph’s. If we can get the Spirit there and teach, this could swing a gate wide open. If one or two listen at the meeting today, it will be worth it. I hope so much we can see this to come to pass. I can hope so much that if this is a trap, we can still hold the honor and respect and catch them. All will go fine.”

“Oh, and a thing about Jackie Brooks. I had a ton of incidences there that I have seen before, de ja vous as they call it, but I can’t spell it. It is right we teach her. It is all so exciting. In my interview with President Stucki yesterday he commented, you watch the pennies and the dollars will take care of themselves. Take care of the details and there will be no problems.”

7 February, I wrote: “I have come to see that evil spirits exist so much more than ever expected. I am so grateful for the Priesthood and to be able to force them to leave but they must not return. What a blessing. The story of Elders in Barrow and having to cast out evil spirits. They did it wrong and they could hear all the laughter at them. Finally they got it right.”

“Sister Liz Ryan is great. The Ryan’s and I get along great.”

Writing on the 7th about the day before: “We taught the Brooks family and taught them a 3rd yesterday. We went bowling (10 pin) after. We had two games. I did horrible. Didn’t even break 100 either game. They are a great family. We had fun. We picked up the other Elders and went to tea at the Hankins. Elder Mueller and I ate there.”

“We taught Bridgett the rest of the 4th with Catchya. They refuse to live the law of chastity. We found out they are bi-sexual. We visited Fraziers and came home.”

7 February, I wrote: “Today I have to admit was a day full of new and exciting things. I awoke and read about 1/3 of 2 Nephi. Such exciting things in there. So much to be applied. It is definitely written for our day. Elder Mueller and I left. We walked Gayna, Irene, and Clinton all to church. It took a while but we arrived. The Moreton Ward had a full house today. It was good to see Jackie Brooks and all of her family there. It was fast and testimony meeting today. I got to bear my testimony. I love this church so much. I know it is true.”

“Gospel Principles was taught by Elder Mueller and I. It was great.”

“After was Priesthood… Mind maps. I never knew they existed… I use mind maps and associative reasoning all the time. Roy McKee is a genius. Oh, howe everything makes sense… Mind maps only work for the person who makes them.”

“Cliff Roberts constantly impresses me. He isn’t one of the Nephites but he might as well be. Priesthood was phenomenal. Robert Topham got the Aaronic Priesthood as a Priest. That was good too.”

“After, E Mueller and I walked Gayna and Clinton home. Gayna and I had a really good conversation.”

“E Mueller and I went to Clinton’s to offer his mom the Sacrament. She kicked out Clinton last Sunday. He has been living in a wayward home… We comforted her and went to tea.”

“We had a good tea at Jackie’s. We taught Jaime the 3rd. After we left and went to Gregory’s. We gave them the Sacrament. We were there about half an hour. After we went to the Wilson’s. We sat there and talked a while… Sister Wilson commented on Elder Mueller and my lesson. She said she really enjoyed it. I love the Spirit so much… Oh, Elizabeth Wilson has changed so much since I first got here. The gospel makes such a difference in peoples lives… We left there and went to Jones’. At Jones’ we had a good conversation with Moe and the family. Kelly is the one in love with Donny Osmond. She is a really good girl… After we came home.”

This entry also marks the end of Journal #5. Some closing quotes I’d recorded at the end of that journal:

“You can’t be brave if you’ve only had wonderful things happen to you.” — Mary Tyler Moore

“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.” — Oscar Wilde (spoken by the character Lord Darlington, Act III of Lady Windermere’s Fan)

“Wisdom is knowing who you are. Once you know who you are, the rest just follows right after.” — Pam, in Saturday’s Warrior

“What you get in the Hereafter, depends on what you’re after here.”

“Keep your eye on the whole forest, not just the trees.”

9 February marks the first entry of Journal #6, which opens with a quote given to me by Tanya McKee:

“The gift of the Holy Ghost quickens all the intellectual faculties, increases, enlarges, expands, and purifies all the natural passions and affections, and adapts them, by the gift of wisdom, to their lawful use. It inspires, develops, cultivates, and matures all the fine-toned sympathies, joys, tastes, kindred feelings, and affections of our nature. It inspires virtue, kindness, goodness, tenderness, gentleness, and charity. It develops beauty of person, form and features. It tends to health, vigor, animation, and social feeling. It invigorates all the faculties of the physical and intellectual man. It strengthens and gives tone to the nerves. In short, it is, as it were, marrow to the bone, joy to the heart, light to the eyes, music to the ears, and life to the whole being.” — Parley P. Pratt, Key to the Science of Theology

I was very moved by it, kept it, and quoted from it the rest of my mission.

10 February, writing about Monday’s P-day, I recorded: “We went and played Squash for 2 hours that I loved. I played so hard my face went bright red. Now, every muscle in my body is sore. It was really good exercise. We played 2 on 2 which was an absolute riot. We went and got our groceries at ASDA and come home and showered – changed. We went to Birkenhead and looked around the market. It is just that, a ton of merchants have little shops up where you can by just about anything. We went and got fish and chips down by the bowling alley and promenade. We played some pool after too. My personal favorite is air hockey. We come back to the flat and I wrote my letters.”

“We got ready and Elder Harris and I went to Jackie Brooks. We talked for quite a while and and gave the 4th discussion. It went really well… But time went on and we got a story where Carrie had a dream a couple of months ago where she dreamed I had tried to kill her. Then they got out how they knew their were spirits in the house. One with dreams and visions that were not inspired of God. Another where Jackie’s ex-husband had a visitation and other stuff. Even Jackie didn’t think they were alone. Many people had also died in the home, all by heart attacks. I’ll bet it had to do with fright. One person hung themselves in the attic. Mike, the boy, has problems where he jumps up, does something, and returns to normal. He cut off his mother’s finger once, broke her toes, took a golf club to his sister, beats his head to a bloody pulp and sits down like nothing happened. Best of all, when asked why, he says, ‘God told him to.’ First thing that popped into my head was Moses 1:19. That is where Satan tries to deceive Moses and says he is God. I explained that verse and I was enveloped by a feeling of evil. I knew I was okay but what about them. I continued with the feeling that was so strong. I kept catching things out of the corner of my eye in the back room. I could tell something was there. We kept talking, I explained the blessing on the Ryans neighbors, I also explained on how baptism brought the Holy Ghost which would protect them from such events in the future. I kept catching glimpses of someone in the back room and when I would look, I couldn’t see them. We brought Bobbie to be there as a fellowshipper and because of his son Robbie who was there. We had to leave because we needed to get in. We left. I felt so sorry for that family because of experiences I had exactly like that when I was real young. Bobbie informed us right on the street before we parted. He told us of a gift he had to see Spirits. He told us there was someone back there. I wasn’t just imagining. That made missionary work so much more important to me. I have another mission, not only to convert, but to free from the bands of Satan’s army… I told [Elder Harris], ‘if we are real, so are they.’”

I have more I can share regarding this story. It is still vivid in my mind all these years later.

Below is a map of every home we visited, taught, or contacted that week, pulled from the Teaching Pool, Less Active list, Finding Pool, and Contacts recorded on the back of that week’s planner page.

Teaching appointments from 2 February 1999 to 8 February 1999

Teaching Pool

  • David Evans — 7 Annesley
  • Malcolm Patterson — 20 Lancaster
  • Jamie Laing — 102 Anlew

Less Active

  • Sheryl — 2 Keswick
  • Adam — (no address)
  • Elizabeth — 30 Kinnard
  • Cooles — (no address)

Finding Pool

  • Chris — 7 Devereux
  • Pam — 81 Urmson
  • Roy — 78 Urmson
  • Jackie — 77 Urmson
  • Angela — (no address)
  • Stan & Helen — 42 Hampstead
  • Veronica — 60 Harvest
  • Olive — 26 Lucerne
  • Kevin — 31 Dalmorton
  • Paul — 17 Dalmorton
  • Cain — (no address)
  • Frieda — Lincoln
  • Ian — 4 Warwick

Contacts

  • Becky — 7 Littledale
  • Tony — 40 Buchanan
  • Mrs. Stevenson — 26 Eastcroft
  • Emma — 7 Hampstead
  • John — 17 Summit
  • Mrs. Williams — 35 Marlowe
  • Kangsta — 35 Greencroft
  • Gordon — 23 Greencroft
  • Daisy — 22 Beach
  • Gena — 4 York
  • (unnamed) — 3 Rivington
  • Dave — 32 Barrington
  • Julie — 17 Mossy Bank
  • John — 1 Mossy Bank

9 February 1999 – 16 February 1999

Written 13 February about Wednesday (10 February), I recorded: “Wednesday, I spent the day with Elder Mueller. We didn’t have that much time in our area. We tracted a road in New Brighton and then went to Elder Mueller’s area. We did really quite well. We ran out of Book of Mormon’s. We taught some good people. Mueller and I had tea at Counsells. It was sweet and sour curry on rice. It was so good. Bishop and I had a really good conversation. We were there for two hours and really all of it was at the dinner table. It was a great conversation.”

Also written on the 13th, about Thursday (11 February): “One thing I remember is we met E. Lewis + E Mueller at the Billington’s. E Mueller and I went to the Ried’s for tea. …what an honor to be there. …cornbeef hash and beans, it was a sacrifice for them. That little girl told us how much she loves Elders and Jesus and Joseph Smith. …What an honor to eat in the home of such righteous people.” This was Judith and Tony Reid.

13 February, writing about the day before (Friday, 12 February), I recorded: “Yesterday was a great day. I loved all the time I had with Elder Olson. Elder Harris went with Elder Meehan to Altrincham so I got E. Olson till 2:00. We went down along the promenade and we just had a blast. We taught 4 and gave away 3 BOM. …Not only that, we fellowshipped 2 new-members, did two call-backs…and scheduled 2nd discussions, and got a few more call-backs. …The best thing, Elder Olson and I enjoyed it. We weren’t racing all over and even stopped to sit and talk a couple of times. We just had good conversations on how we could be better missionaries. We got out our gripes which was good. I did my complaining and he did his about our trainers. I am so excited for the work once again. Gayna even enjoyed Elder Olson. She commented on the temple made everything better for her. She said she felt much better after it.”

“I wish everyone understood how great this is. They wouldn’t take things so lightly, the would find less worldly fun. …My joy is full beyond measure. I can say I know god lives with full truth.”

On 13 February I wrote: “We have assembled for our weekly DDM. I am glad to have this opportunity to learn and see other people views. I learn so much, as I hope other people do at these DDM’s. The Spirit is so exciting.”

14 February I wrote: “We are now in church having a great feast. There was a talk on the divinity of our leaders. That is so true. It was good. She commented that we should always follow our leaders in the Spirit in which they acted. I think so many times that is forgotten.”

“We are now in gospel essentials talking on the Word of Wisdom. The Word of Wisdom is obviously inspired. It is hard for people. If people find the Spirit they can overcome it, the Lord will help us. Why do people always ask what is wrong with tea. It is a commandment from the Lord. It might be caffiene, tannin acid, or anything else, it is a commandment. Joseph Smith was a prophet of God. Don’t worry about decaffinated, just avoid all appearance of evil. Be an example. We are to eat healthy wholesome food. That is so true. There is a path, straight and narrow. Eat meat, but don’t eat alot or don’t eat it at all.”

“Gayna, just come in and told me that Elder Harris + Elder Mueller just went to the hospital. She thinks he broke his ankle. I hope not…”

“Priesthood now. Brother Pitt is teaching the lesson looks really good. But the soul that receives and relishes truth, the more noble a soul, the more noble, the more responsible and Christlike is the person overall.”

“We got to Arrow Park Hospital. Elder Harris leg or ankle was just sprained. Nothing serious.”

“We come back and went to Elizabeth’s after. We talked with her and she wanted a blessing. Elder Lewis gave her that. We come home and Elder Harris burn a pair of pants on the 18 month anniversary.”

15 February, in the evening, I wrote: “I am so excited for the next two years of my life. I am so happy to have a reconfirmation of the divinity of this church. I feel so calmed and serene. We left to go teach at the Brooks. We taught the 6th discussion. It went really well. I will hurry and learn and memorize the discussions. I feel so dumb looking out of the book. Oh well. Carrie + Michael we will baptize on Thursday, go to the temple on Friday, go bowling on Saturday, and confirm them on Sunday. It will be a busy week for them. I pray the Spirit will touch Jackie…, Rebecca and Gary. They are meeting alot of opposition. I hope things go better. I love this work.”

Below is a map of every home we visited, taught, or contacted that week, pulled from the Teaching Pool, Less Active list, Finding Pool, and Contacts recorded on the back of that week’s planner page.

Teaching appointments from 9 February 1999 to 15 February 1999

Teaching Pool

  • David Evans — 7 Annesley
  • Jamie Laing — 102 Curlew Way
  • Brooks — 77 Urmson

Less Active

  • Sheryl — 2 Keswick
  • Elizabeth — 30 Kinnard
  • Joe Wadron — 7 Hertford
  • Annal — (phone number only)

Finding Pool

  • Julie & Emma — 17 Mossy Bank
  • Mark Story — 11 Mossy Bank
  • Ron Cullinan — 20 Withington
  • Irene Lewis — 6 King
  • Frieda — Lincoln
  • Pam — 17 Dalmorton
  • Olive — 26 Lucerne
  • Stan & Helen — 42 Hampstead
  • Roy — 78 Urmson
  • Pam — 81 Urmson
  • Margaret — 42 Rycroft

Contacts

  • John Taylor — 1 Mossy Bank
  • Jaime — 40 Rivington
  • Gina — 2 York
  • Conesta — 35 Greencroft
  • Gordan — 23 Greencroft
  • Emma — 7 Hampstead
  • Becky — 7 Littledale
  • Tony — 40 Buchanan
  • Mrs. Williams — 35 Marlowe
  • Mrs. Stevenson — 26 Eastcroft
  • Laura — 5 Straughough
  • Scott — 46 Massey Park
  • Sue — 8 Keswick
  • Sue — 2 Holland
  • Cola — 33 Grosvenor
  • Dorothy — 44 Bell
  • Graham / Blu / Stewart / Chubb — 9 Demesne
  • (unnamed) — 10 Norwood
  • Mrs. Latham — 28 Seaview
  • John — 90 Greenwood
  • Alice — 83 King
  • Mrs. Parsons — 112 Rake Lane
  • Helen — 14 Longlane
  • Edward — 8 Arkle

16 February 1999 – 21 February 1999

16 February, I wrote: “This morning has been short and cold. Elder Mueller + I went out and taught but one. I just finished reading Gene R Cook’s book Receiving Answers to Our Prayers. It is a great book. Didn’t go into detail like I wished it to but I did learn from it.”

17 February, I wrote: “We are moving and assembling here in Birkenhead once again for Zone Conference. It doesn’t seem possible that I have been here for 2 months already. I hope I have one more month here in Moreton. I am so amazed at how full my joy is. It continues to grow and my bliss is complete. What more can I ask for. …I am so glad to be a part of this work. I am working on self-actualization in hope of becoming a better person. To be a blessing to everyone I come in contact to. I need to accept everyone for who they are and then will they change to become better. Love them is so important.”

“There will be an Easter Media Campaign.”

“Such a spiritual high today.”

“We blessed Gayna’s house. I did it and had the worst time.”

“They sent Elder Mueller + I out quite a bit. We worked wonders. We had tea at the Annals. It was good. It is a riot over there. We taught 6 and gave away 3 BOM’s in but 2 hours.”

Around this time, I recorded a few quotes I’d been reading, including several from Stephen R. Covey’s The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People, which I finished around this stretch of the mission:

“The inside-out approach says that private victories precede public victories, that making and keeping promises to ourselves precedes making and keeping promises to others. It says it is futile to put personality ahead of character, to try to improve relationships with others before improving ourselves.” — Stephen R. Covey, The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People

“That which we obtain too easily, we esteem too lightly. It is dearness only which gives everything its value. Heaven knows how to put a proper price on its goods!!!!!!!!”

That line originates with Thomas Paine, from The American Crisis, No. 1 (1776) — written to rally the Continental Army during the darkest days of the Revolutionary War — but I most likely encountered it secondhand through Covey’s book, which I’d just finished reading around this time.

“Reactive people are affected by their physical environment. If the weather is good, they feel good. If it isn’t, it affects their attitude and their performance. Proactive people can carry their own weather with them. Whether it rains or shines makes no difference to them. They are value driven… People (proactive) are still influenced by external stimuli whether physical, social, or psychological. But their response to the stimuli, conscious or unconscious, is a value-based choice or response… It’s not what happens to us, but our response to what happens to us that hurts us.” — Stephen R. Covey, The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People, pp. 71–72

“In the great literature of all progressive, love is a verb. Reactive people make it a feeling. They’re driven by feelings… If our feelings control our actions, it is because we have abdicated our responsibility and impowered them to do so. Proactive people make love a verb. Love is something you do: the sacrifices you make, the giving of self, like a mother bringing a newborn into the world.” — Stephen R. Covey, The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People, p. 80

“What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.” — attributed to Oliver Wendell Holmes (as commonly cited, including in Covey’s book), though the line most likely originates with Henry Stanley Haskins in his 1940 book Meditations in Wall Street

“People can’t live with change if there’s not a changeless core inside them. They key to the ability to change is a changeless sense of who you are, what you are about, and what you value.” — Stephen R. Covey, The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People, p. 108

20 February, I wrote: “I cannot believe I haven’t written since Wednesday night. I have been so into the Covey book because I have to finish it before Monday. Elder Harris did break his ankle. We went back in and it was broken. Plus, I have been waiting on him for everything so that doesn’t give me much time. Also, we had a baptism last night which has made me a slave to ironing and planning things out.”

“Thursday we had tea at Wise’s and I enjoyed it. …We had tea and I went home teaching with Victor Wise to Enid Hill. Enid is a great lady. She is an author of like 10 books and she had a manuscript to another.”

“I was with Elder Mueller Friday so we taught some. We had tea at the Billington’s and headed to the baptism. I got to baptize Carrie Ana and Michael Raymond Brooks. The Spirit was great. I stepped into the water and it was as if someone else took over. It was cool. I really enjoyed it. Elder Harris had his cast so he couldn’t do it. I enjoyed and loved it.”

Baptism of Michael and Kerry Brooks at Birkenhead Chapel with Elder Harris and Jackie Brooks

I am confused after this entry. Mom is Jackie Brooks. Kids are Carrie/Kerry, Rebecca (Becky), Gary, and Michael. Here and now I thought I had baptized Kerry and Gary, but this entry has Carrie and Michael. M Brooks wrote in my journal about me baptizing him below. Kerry also wrote in my book and signed Kerry. Not sure how that translates to Carrie. Maybe some day I can locate one of the Brooks family and flesh this out. I have tried to find one, but no luck to this point. I understand Kerry is a nurse/doctor not far from home, maybe in Chester?

“Oh, we got transfers last night. I am headed to Hyde and will be companions with Elder Peters. I guess Elder Peters is an army like man who served on the Isle of Mann. That is what Elder Harris said, so this could be really interesting.”

“I heard we are going out to breakfast with the Brooks so I can hope.”

21 February, my last night in Moreton, I wrote: “This is my last night in Moreton. I transfer to Hyde in the morning. I feel times march.”

“It is nearly impossible to imagine 3 months passage. Time is an interesting concept. It is relative only to those who focus on it. When you focus on the principles and values we embrace, life is easier, more laid back, and time disappears. When dwelling in the Spirit, being nearer to light in mortality truly does make time + space loose its grasp. Today will be remembered. Another day of good-byes. Another passage of time.”

“We went to church. Sacrament was great. We confirmed Kerry Brooks and Michael Brooks. Mike got the Priesthood in Elders quorum. Such an outpouring of love towards us.”

“Many expressing love, gratitude, and shedding tears. We said good-bye to Bobby and he was in tears. He cried fowl and it isn’t fair. Leaving the Wilsons is a scene to not forget. I standing at the end of the walk, the moon high. Their silhouettes, saying good bye and shaking hands. The spirit of love and tears not seen but felt. Going to Gayna’s and saying good-bye. She gave me an old copy of the Book of Mormon. It is timeless. Having tea at Jackie’s one last time. Going to the Jones. A good typical of Sunday but marked by tears. These are the days of mortality.”

“I will miss John + Audry McKee, Liz & Mike Ryan, Roy & Carol; and Tanya McKee. Cliff Roberts. Such a great ward. Tomorrow is another era of new sights, sounds. A new life. Great things lie in the future. Miracles are awaiting.”

Below is a map of every home we visited, taught, or contacted that week, pulled from the Teaching Pool, Less Active list, Finding Pool, and Contacts recorded on the back of that week’s planner page.

Teaching appointments from 16 February 1999 to 22 February 1999

Teaching Pool

  • Brooks — 77 Urmson
  • Jaime — (phone number only)
  • David — 7 Annesley

Less Active

  • Joe — 7 Hertford
  • Elizabeth — 30 Kinnard

Finding Pool

  • Dave Keatley — 8 Holland
  • Sue — 8 Keswick
  • Pam — 81 Urmson
  • Roy — 78 Urmson
  • Paul — 17 Dalmorton
  • Ron — 20 Withington
  • Mark — 11 Mossy Bank
  • Julie — 17 Mossy Bank
  • Laura — 5 Straighbargh
  • Scott — 46 Massey Park
  • Sue/Dorothy — 44 Bell
  • Graham — 9 Demesne
  • John — 1 Mossy Bank
  • Irene — 6 King
  • Stan — 42 Hampstead
  • Margaret — 42 Rycroft

Contacts

  • Nice Lady — 24 Martins
  • Alice — 83 King
  • Sue — 2 Holland
  • John — 90 Greenwood
  • Helen — 14 Long Lane
  • Michelle — 14 Park
  • Emma — 7 Hampstead
  • Conesta — 35 Greencroft
  • Gina — 2 York
  • Jamie — 40 Rivington
  • Cola — 33 Grosvenor
  • Mrs. Parsons — 112 Rake Lane
  • Tracy — 4 Beechcroft
  • Tunde — 49 Grosvenor
  • Laura — 18B Ferryside
  • Dave — 12 Clarence
  • Pat — 16 Bulkeley
  • Domini — 9 Claughton
  • Mr. More — 10 Russell
Arcade, West Kirby, Merseyside
Elders Mueller, Ross, Harris, and Lewis by River Mersey
Transfer day from Moreton to Hyde, Elders Ross, Harris, Mueller, and Lewis

Farewell

In my journal I kept a number of notes people wrote me as I prepared to leave Moreton. I’ve included them here, exactly as written.

“Elder Ross, hey you – I love you. I’ll never forget you + though I’ll miss you – I’ll think of you often + smile. Remember Prayer? Just do it! Ether 12:6. Hey face a fear and the death of that fear is certain! When people get you down or your past catches up with you remember – ‘Why should I pay for a debt that I never owed’ – helps leave the baggage behind dude. Hope you keep in touch when you finish your mission. Goodbye, Good luck till we meet again. Elizabeth Cosgrove. Matthew 7:7 It’s true!”

“Ross, I’m gonna miss you man! you baptized me and blessed me with the holy Spirit from God and I’ll never forget you. You gave me a gift that no-one else ever could! Your influence on me is unimaginable. I’ll love you always. Kerry Brooks. P.S. Please don’t forget me.”

“Hey Ross, I hope you wont forget me I am gonna Have to try and Be good on my own now. I now I will miss you and I will still pray for you I hope I can see you when you go home and write me and tell me when you leave cause I will see ya off OK Rember you always Clinton”

“hey man, I was the first person you’ve ever babtized so I sure hope you will remember me because I’ll sure remember you. M. BROOKS”

“Elder Ross, I can’t believe that you’re going I don’t fee like I got to know you well enough. I’ll write though. Be prepared because you know what I’m like I’ll just rabbit on about David. You be sure to tell him how great I am! I’m so humble aren’t I? Anyway thanks for everything! Kelly Jones.”

“Dear Elder Ross, Time has gone so fast, (too fast). I have learnt so much from you in such a short time, and I know that what I have learnt, I will apply it to my life. You have strengthned my testimony a great deal. I am eternally grateful for you! Carry on progressing the way you have been and carry on towards your eternal goal. You are a wonderful person, and never let anybody try to change you! I know that the church is true, even though I have been sent some trials I still know its true. I am grateful that I have had a chance to return into the fold. I know that the lord lives, and through him I know that we can return to live with him in great glory, love and fulness of joy. Amen. Thank you Elder Ross. Keep well have fun and smile always. Love you! and miss you! Gaynor”

Gaynor Plimley and Elder Ross

Gaynor came to visit after the mission. I drove to Salt Lake and picked her up and brought her to Idaho. We went and traveled and visited around. Something happened in church on Sunday. I just remember she sat with my Dad and I ended up in the back doing the doors. She was upset that I didn’t sit with her in Sacrament. The rest of the trip was a bit strained after that. Haven’t heard from her since. I am not sure what happened or why, I am sad about it.

“To, Elder Ross. Thanks for being a friend and I really am Glad I got the chance to meet a Good elder – You’ve alot of people Happy as always – I wish you could of stayed longer – But you must move on. Anyway, Hopefully you’ll have a Good laugh as much as You had here. Keep Smiling and I’ll always remember you. Love Emma Hankin (moreton Ward)”

“To Elder Ross, I’l like to wish you good luck on your next misson you’re a good elder I’ll miss you alot I’ll keep reading the b.o.m. so I can try + be good see ya Ann-Marie”

“Elder Ross – Too bad your going so soon! I think you’re a great missionary w/ lots of potential. Keep up the singing – you sound really good but I know you think you’ve got far to go. Maybe you’re closer than you think. Look out for Chris Devaney + Tim Preston from Ashton Stake – they rock too. I’m trying to think of original things here. Hmm… focus. There, that’s original. See you in the spirit world, if not before. love Tanya McKee.”

I will note that I think I referred to Tanya as Tonya throughout my journal entries. Since she signed it Tanya, joke is on me for using Tonya the whole time while in Moreton.

“Elder Ross, I can’t believe we’re all leaving. Time goes way, way too fast on a mission. It seems like I just met you, but 2 months have Gone by that Fast. I Really am Glad that I Got to Meet you, you have opened my Eyes to somethings. Elder Ross, I want to tell you that you’re going to be a dang good missionary. You are here for the right reasons, and you will be an amazing asset to the EMM. I just want to thank you for all that you’ve done for me. You Really have taught me alot & Given me alot to think about. You have helped me Realize the importance of Sincerety seeking out the Truth. Thanks For Putting Up with me. I hope you Know that I think you’re a good man & have so much to offer the Lord’s Kingdom. I know that the Church is True. The Book of Mormon has so much to teach us & I know it’s true. I love this work & I love being able to serve with missionaries like you! I’m sure I’ll see ya again. Take care of yourself & Always Be Yourself. Love ya Man, Elder Nate Mueller.”

“Dear Elder Ross, Wow son what I say, it’s been an amazing experience, we saw many mighty miracles in this land of Moreton, it was hard at first, but it turned out so good, I loved our last month together, the Brooks family is so cool, I really love them, it was so good to see you baptize Mike and Carry and hear you confirm all those people, it was great. I hope you enjoyed our little greenie joke also, thanks for everything it’s been so good getting to know you, ha mate I know this church is true, it is the kingdom of god on earth and I love it, I love you too man and I do respect you, so no hard feelings ha man. Remember Alma 43:32 and 1 Nephi 20:18 it’s time to labor and our rightousness will be as the waves of the sea. Take care, ha I’ll see you in Idaho sometime but California is the best. Adios Brother. Love Elder Jeremy R Harris.”

President H. Bruce Stucki (1 December 1937 – 29 May 2019) served as President of the England Manchester Mission from 1997 to 1999. Just a few months after this entry, he was called as a General Authority Seventy at the April 1999 General Conference, serving in that capacity until 2006. He later served as President of the Las Vegas Nevada Temple from 2006 to 2009. As a boy, he once lost an arrow while hunting rabbits near his childhood home in Santa Clara, Utah; unable to find it, he knelt to pray, and said he saw it the moment he opened his eyes — the first of what he described as many times the Lord answered his prayers. He is survived by his wife, Cheryl Cox Stucki, and their family.

The Amazon, 126 Company

I thought it would be important to share the story of one of the ships that traveled to America in 1863. Among the millions of family history records preserved of the LDS western migration is an entry for one family among the thousands who sailed for Zion that year.

William Stoker and children:
Thomas
Alice
Janet
Alfred
Mary A.
Sailed on the Amazon.

On 4 June 1863, the Amazon, a packet ship departed London with 895 Latter-day Saint emigrants, the 126 Company. William Edward Stoker, a journeyman saddler born in Crateford, Staffordshire, England, was 36 years old. His wife, Emma Eames Stoker, had died of tuberculosis just five weeks earlier, on 28 April 1863, at their home at 18 Albert Street, St. Mary’s Parish, Reading, Berkshire. Their youngest child, Mary Ann, had been born on 24 February 1863. Emma had lived only two months after her daughter’s birth. William boarded the Amazon as a widower with five children, the youngest not yet four months old.

William Edward Stoker

That infant, Mary Ann Stoker, later raised by an adopted family and known all her life as Lillie, grew up in Utah. She was raised by George and Victorine Musgrave of Plain City, and married Milo Riley Sharp on 11 May 1879 in the Episcopal Church in Plain City, Weber County, Utah. She is my 2nd great grandmother. William Edward Stoker is my 3rd great grandfather.

The Voyage

The Millennial Star, the official publication of the LDS Church’s British Mission, reported the Amazon’s departure as follows:

“The splendid packet ship “Amazon,” Captain H.K. Hevey, sailed from London, England June 4, 1863, with a company of 895 souls of Saints on board, under the presidency of Elder Wm. Bramwell, who acted with Elder Edward L. Sloan and Richard Palmer as counselors.

“On the 3rd the company passed the government emigration officer, who eulogized the order and general appearance of the emigrants. After this President George Q. Cannon, accompanied by other Elders from various parts of the British Mission, held a meeting in which the organization took place the officers of the ship. The cabin passengers and visitors on board listened with marked attention. A brass band from South Wales, the performers being members of the Church on their way to Zion on the “Amazon,” discoursed sweet music on the poop deck before and after the meeting. The Presidency having been appointed and Elder Wm. McLachlin nominated as clerk, President Cannon dedicated the ship.

“It is worth of note that the departure of the ship “Amazon” from London laden with Saints is another instance of the fulfillment, in some years ago, while Elder Eli B. Kelsey was laboring in London, he predicted in a public meeting in that city that the ships should yet leave that port filled with Saints emigrating to Zion. It was with no intention of bringing about the fulfillment of the prophecy that we chartered the “Amazon,” for we were entirely ignorant of the utterance of such a prediction until we heard it stated at a meeting of the Saints held on Sunday the first instructions three days before she sailed. Indeed the chartering of this vessel was not a matter of choice, but of necessity. We could not obtain a vessel in the port of Liverpool suitable to our purpose — vessels of this description being almost unprecedentedly scarce this spring, and we were therefore compelled to go to London. Thus were the circumstances over ruled to bring to pass the word of a servant of God.

“Of the Elders who sailed on the “Amazon” four were Utah Elders, namely Wm. Bramwell, Richard Palmer, Edward P. Edwards and A.W. Van Der Moulde. Among the Elders who emigrated to Zion as passengers were Edward L. Sloan, Thomas Crawley, John Berrett and Joseph Morgan.

“Before sailing from Liverpool the company was fully organized. The emigrants were divided into fifteen wards under the supervision of the following officers: 1— John Wells; 2— James Poulton; 3— Joseph Wilson; 4— A. Cox; 5— J. Kimber; 6— S. Liddiard; 7— S. Evans; 8— D. Williams; 9— A. Sutherland; 10— W. Fowler; 11— W. Van Der Moulde; 12— J.W. Morgan; 13— J. Berrett; 15— E.T. Edwards. E. Larkin was appointed Sergeant of the Guard and George Braithwaite, lamp lighter and trimmer.

The Ship and Its Passengers

George Q. Cannon, who dedicated the Amazon before departure, was at the time president of the British Mission. He would later serve as a counselor in the First Presidency under four Church presidents, one of the most influential figures in nineteenth-century Latter-day Saint history. His presence at the ship’s dedication was a mark of the importance the Church placed on the emigration program.

The Amazon carried some remarkable passengers. George Sutherland, later an Associate Justice of the United States Supreme Court, appointed by President Warren G. Harding in 1922, was among the emigrants. George William Larkin also traveled with the company; after arriving in Utah he was appointed by Brigham Young to oversee the Ogden cemetery, and in 1885 he began the family tradition that grew into Larkin Mortuary. Also aboard was Elijah Larkin, whose journal notes that on 16 and 20 June, Thomas Stoker, William’s eldest son, then thirteen years old, was administered to because of a sickness since leaving Liverpool.

The Amazon’s departure also caught the attention of Charles Dickens, who visited the ship before it sailed and wrote of the Mormon emigrants in his essay collection The Uncommercial Traveller. Dickens had expected to find the kind of misfit and desperate crowds he associated with emigrant ships, instead he found something that surprised him entirely. He described the Mormon emigrants not as misfits and scoundrels but as the “pick and flower” of England, orderly, healthy, purposeful people. William Stoker and his five children, traveling in grief just weeks after Emma’s death, were among those Dickens observed.

Stoker Sisters — l-r: Mary Ann Stoker Sharp, Jeanette Stoker Rogers, Henrietta Stoker Weston. Three of the five children who sailed on the Amazon.

The Journey West

The Amazon landed at Castle Gardens, New York, on 18 July 1863. From there the company traveled by rail to Albany, then through Detroit to Florence, Nebraska — the traditional jumping-off point for the overland journey to Utah. From Florence they traveled by wagon the remaining distance across the plains.

The company arrived in Salt Lake City on 3 and 4 October 1863 — just in time for General Conference. Several members of the company recorded that Brigham Young came out to greet them and offer counsel. The journey from London had taken exactly four months.

William moved almost immediately to Ogden, Weber County, Utah, where he set up his leather and saddlery trade. He remarried Eliza Sinfield in Ogden on 18 May 1864. The five children from his first marriage were distributed among other Plain City families. Mary Ann with George and Victorine Musgrave, who called her Lillian/Lillie and raised her as their own. It is through the Musgraves that she came to know the Sharp family, and through that connection to Plain City’s Episcopal congregation that she met Milo Riley Sharp.

Mary Ann Stoker Sharp

William, Mary Ann, and their overland journey through Devil’s Gate and Independence Rock are part of the larger story I told in Casper Wyoming Temple Open House — where I counted ten of my own ancestors who crossed the Mormon Trail through that same ground. William Edward Stoker and infant Mary Ann were among them.

For the full story of the Stoker family — William and Emma, the five children, and what became of each of them — see Stoker-Eames Wedding. For Lilly’s life in Plain City and her marriage to Milo Riley Sharp, see Sharp-Stoker Wedding. For Emma’s brother Thomas and the Eames family in Alperton, Middlesex, see T. Eames Grocery and Provision Store.

William Edward Stoker older

Lucin at 100-Year Mark

Another newspaper clipping from my Grandfather, Milo Ross. There is likely a story behind this for him, but I do not know what it is. You can see Grandpa’s handwriting and signature on it. It provides the date of 28 November 2003 from the Ogden Standard Examiner. It marked the 100th anniversary of the dedication of the Lucin Cutoff, the railroad engineering triumph that sliced across the Great Salt Lake and rewrote the map of transportation in the American West.

Milo was eighty-two years old when he clipped it. He wrote three things on it in his careful hand: his name, the date, and a small commentary on the photograph. The photograph was a reproduction of an old postcard — a locomotive steaming across open water on a trestle of wooden piles, captioned “Lucin Cut-off, Great Salt Lake, on line of Southern Pacific R.R.” Beside it Milo wrote: “The change of life. Today. Land filled.”

He had lived through both eras — the trestle and the causeway that replaced it. For Milo, this was not history. It was a landscape he had watched transform within his own lifetime.

The Engineering Miracle of Its Time

The article Milo clipped was written by Antone Clark for the Standard-Examiner. It opened this way:

Standard-Examiner, 28 November 2003 — Page 1

It was the modern miracle of its time.

This month marks the 100-year anniversary of the dedication of the Lucin Cutoff, a railroad route that changed the face of transportation in early Utah. It was a shortcut that traversed the Great Salt Lake and spawned one of the engineering wonders of the era.

On Nov. 26, 1903, the first major rail line across the lake was dedicated, completing an epic project that took 3,000 men more than three years to complete. Historians differ on the cost of the project but estimates range from $4.5 million to $8 million.

Regardless of the cost, it was a massive undertaking. The project involved laying 103 miles of new track between Ogden and Lucin (on the Utah/Nevada border), including more than 11 miles of wooden trestle across the Great Salt Lake. The project also involved building up miles of rock and gravel through shallow lake brine in what would become a precursor to the causeway that now connects Davis County to Antelope Island.

Started in February 1902, the cutoff chopped 43 hard miles off a difficult route through the Top of Utah, taking railroad cars across the lake instead of through tough mountain passes. It officially signaled the end of rail through Promontory Summit, site of the driving of the golden spike in 1869.

“It was significant in that it was one of the incredible engineering marvels of the world,” author David Peterson said of the cutoff. Peterson spent seven years researching the cutoff for his book “Tale of the Lucin, A Boat, A Railroad, and the Great Salt Lake.”

“The reason it didn’t go down in history as more of a feat is that the railroad was going to great lengths to quiet it down,” Peterson said. Safety concerns prompted that, he said.

The article continued on an inside page:

Standard-Examiner, 28 November 2003 — Page 2

The trestle was built of what was described as a “perfect forest of piles,” amounting to millions of timbers, most of them from Oregon. The immensity of effort resulted in an army of workers, an almost endless parade of dump rail cars and the use of 25 huge pile drivers.

Engineering challenges were compounded by trying to get fill in the lake’s bottom to settle. It was common for engineers to dump fill, only to see it sink below the water’s surface later. At one spot along the cutoff alone, more than 70,000 train-car loads of fill were used. That led to use of the trestle through a portion of the cutoff.

Even when it was completed, the problems of a sinking lake bottom did not quickly go away. In some cases, Peterson said it was not uncommon to see the trestle sink as much as 10 feet in an hour. That problem was one reason the railroad did not more widely publicize its engineering marvel. It also delayed its heavy use. The Lucin Cutoff wasn’t officially opened until Jan. 1, 1905.

Crossing the lake was an idea that early railroad engineers had considered, but cast aside as too far-fetched.

“The idea then was almost chimerical. There was neither the genius in finance bold enough to undertake such a stupendous work, nor the traffic to warrant such expenditure. It may be doubted, too, if there was engineering faith equal to the task,” the late Oscar King Davis wrote of the idea of crossing the Great Salt Lake by rail.

Time and circumstances gave more than pause to the possibility. At the beginning of the 20th century, an increasing bottleneck in rail service in the Top of Utah made the project a possibility worth the money and the undertaking.

Keyed by the vision of William Hood, Southern Pacific’s chief engineer, and the money of Edward Harriman, the project became a reality in almost warp speed for the time.

Peterson said a couple of factors changed at the turn of the century, opening the way for the project. First, improved technology brought the steam shovel into use and the attitude of railroad officials had changed.

“The engineers of that time were real aggressive. They were looking to make a name for themselves and do incredible things. It was fun,” Peterson said of the time.

Don Strack, a Utah rail historian, said the cutoff helped save an average 24 hours of transit time for Southern Pacific [and] eliminated the need for helper locomotives to traverse Utah’s mountains, increasing efficiency and profit.

The trestle remained a fixture in the lake until the 1950s when Southern Pacific decided to replace the trestle with a solid fill causeway. The causeway, built parallel to the trestle, was started in 1955 and ready for use in 1959.

The trestle’s lumber found life long after the span was out of use. Salvage of the trestle resulted in lumber being sold to numerous ventures. Several Utah businesses boast of Douglas fir from the span as part of their structures, including the Lodge at Soldier Hollow and the Desert Pearl Inn in Zion National Park. One furniture maker, ironically named Trestlewood Furniture, also claims to have used the salvage lumber in building outdoor furniture.

What It Replaced

To understand the Cutoff, you have to understand what it displaced.

The First Transcontinental Railroad had been completed at Promontory Summit on 10 May 1869 with the driving of the golden spike. The route celebrated followed a circuitous path around the north end of the lake — steep, winding, and punishing on equipment. The original alignment from Ogden to Lucin stretched 146 miles and climbed to an elevation of 700 feet above the lake.

When Edward H. Harriman took control of the Southern Pacific Railroad in 1901, he initiated an improvement campaign that included the construction of the Lucin Cutoff. The existing run between the two northern Utah cities was among the least efficient parts of the First Transcontinental Railroad, involving a 1,515-foot winding climb over Promontory Point north of the Great Salt Lake.

The Lucin Cutoff made that route obsolete. Trains that had once gone north through Promontory Summit simply stopped going there. The human cost of that rerouting fell on the communities along the old alignment — Kelton, Terrace, Watercress, and the other small settlements that had grown up along the original transcontinental corridor. Without through traffic, they withered.

The savings in time and operating cost for Southern Pacific were immediate and measurable. The Cutoff reduced transit time by an average of 24 hours and eliminated the need for helper locomotives over the mountain grades entirely.

The construction itself was a logistical achievement of the first order. Frederick M. Huchel, writing in the History of Box Elder County, described the scale of it: a 127-foot long, 22-foot wide steamer, The Promontory, carried supplies and assisted with construction work on the lake. Construction occurred simultaneously at both sides of the lake and both sides of Promontory Point in the middle. Workers drove five piles every fifteen feet, in bents of five piles each for the main roadway. A good day’s work for a pile driver crew was seventy-five piles — five bents. Men worked in ten-hour shifts, day and night, Sundays and holidays, housed in boarding-houses built on platforms raised on piles above the water. They paid four dollars a week for their board. No liquor was allowed; packages coming out to workers were searched, and anything found was confiscated.

In all, 38,256 trees were cut down to make piles for the great trestle — a forest of two square miles transplanted into Great Salt Lake. Two million board feet of redwood decking were used for the actual railbed. Just the portion of the trestle above the waterline contained enough wood to lay a boardwalk four feet wide from Boston to Buffalo.

The lakebed offered no easy foundation. It ranged in hardness from gypsum-crusted sections so hard that pile-drivers could not force a timber through, to places where the bottom was more than fifty feet of soft mud where single piles disappeared out of sight and had to be spliced, lashed, and braced together. On 24 March 1903 a trial run ended with a locomotive sitting in two feet of water, still on its rails, after an embankment settled beneath it.

Freight trains began using the cutoff on 6 March 1904 and passenger trains began crossing six months later on 18 September 1904. But the Cutoff did not officially open for full service until 1 January 1905.

The Change of Life

Milo Ross was born on 4 February 1921, seventeen years after the trestle opened. As a young man he worked the winter salt harvest at Promontory with his uncle Ed Sharp — shoveling in ten-hour shifts at the edge of the lake, in the country the Cutoff had transformed. He knew the trestle world, or its near memory. The trains of his youth crossed the lake on wood and water.

Then, in the 1950s, it changed. Southern Pacific decided to replace the trestle with a solid fill causeway. The causeway was built parallel to the old trestle, started in 1955 and ready for use in 1959, at a cost of $50 million. The earthen causeway, nearly 12 miles long, effectively divided the lake in two — a consequence that would reshape the ecology of the Great Salt Lake for generations. The two original culverts were closed by Union Pacific in 2012 and 2013 due to concerns over the sinking of the causeway into the lakebed, and a new 180-foot culvert and bridge were opened on 1 December 2016.

The trestle’s lumber did not go to waste. Trestlewood Furniture — named with some irony — salvaged and marketed the old Douglas fir. In 1993 an Idaho construction firm purchased rights to the Cutoff and has been salvaging, remanufacturing, and marketing the wood ever since. Pieces of that forest of piles, hauled from Oregon and driven into the bed of the Great Salt Lake at the turn of the twentieth century, ended up in a lodge at Soldier Hollow and a hotel in Zion National Park.

Milo clipped the centennial article in the autumn of 2003. He wrote his name at the top. He wrote the date. And beside the old postcard of the locomotive on the trestle, he wrote: “The change of life. Today. Land filled.”

Three phrases. The trestle he had known. The causeway that replaced it. The landscape, permanently altered. He had watched it all happen.


The Standard-Examiner articles from 28 November 2003 were written by Antone Clark and are reproduced here for family historical purposes. Additional historical context drawn from Frederick M. Huchel’s essay in the History of Box Elder County (published at historytogo.utah.gov) and other public sources.

Sharp – Bailey Wedding

Mary Ann and William Sharp

James and Sarah Goodlad Bailey are pleased to announce the marriage of their daughter Mary Ann Bailey to William Sharp, son of Thomas and Elizabeth Cartwright Sharp. William and Mary Ann were married at Loup Fork, Howard, Nebraska on 10 July 1853. (Loup Fork appears to have been a crossing of the Loup River, somewhere between Fullerton and Palmer Nebraska, in order to go turn south to rejoin trail along the Platte River.)

William is mason and farmer. They will make their home wherever they are called to settle once they arrive in the Utah Territory.

Due to the circumstances of this family, it is pretty unlikely an announcement would have ever been written. Everything about these families was in motion. Family members on both sides were strewn all over two continents and their lives were still recovering from a number of personal blows. While this was probably a high point, they knew there was a long road still ahead of them. All four of their parents had passed before their marriage.

William was born the third of eight children born to Thomas and Elizabeth Cartwright Sharp 10 December 1826 in Misson, Nottinghamshire, England. His baptism is recorded on 7 January 1827 at Misson Anglican church, confirmed by the Bishop’s Transcripts at Nottinghamshire Archives. He spent his life as a mason but kept a farm. We do not know where or how he learned how to be a mason. His father, Thomas, is listed as “Ag Lab”, which is probably an agricultural laborer on the 1841 English Census. Thomas died in 1841 after the census was taken.

In 1848, the LDS missionaries came to visit in Misson. William was the first in his family, that we know, to join the church on 20 June 1848. His mother followed 11 August 1849 and his sister Isabella 16 September 1849. The records available do not show that William’s siblings, Elizabeth and James joined the church, but they came with the family to the United States on their way to Zion. The family story tells the family was friendly and open towards the missionaries. One of the missionaries was a George Emery (the only potential George Emery I could find appears to have lived 1792 – 1867).

Elizabeth Sharp was determined to emigrate with her family to Utah. Her family attempted to discourage her by warning her about the dangers of the American Indians. Nevertheless, she departed with William, Isabella, Elizabeth, and James. The other four children had died as infants before leaving England. The family purchased tickets at 25 pounds sterling in Liverpool. The family set sail on the “James Pennell” on 2 October 1850 commanded by Captain James Fullerton. The LDS leaders on board were Christopher Layton (1821–1898) and William Lathrop Cutler (1821–1851) leading the company all the way to Zion. Right before hitting the waters of the Mississippi the ship encountered a storm where the masts were broken and the ship drifted for a couple of days. Luckily, a pilot boat found them and another ship (that left two weeks later from Liverpool) tugged them to New Orleans, Louisiana. The ship arrived at dock on 22 November 1850. The family struggled with sea sickness and chills and fevers that beset them in New Orleans and St. Louis. From there the entire group boarded the “Pontiac” and continued to St. Louis, Missouri where they found work and spent the winter. Despite having crossed the Atlantic, Elizabeth, the mother of the family, died 17 February 1851 in St. Louis and was buried in Bellefontaine Cemetery.

Among the fellow passengers on the James Pennell were the Singleton family of Misson. The Singletons were neighbors in Nottinghamshire. William Singleton (1793–1850) sailed with his children, including Thomas Singleton (1825–1885) and Charles Singleton (1838–1907). Tragically, William Singleton died in St. Louis on 16 December 1850, just three weeks after the ship docked. His son Thomas pressed on, becoming one of Plain City’s 1859 founding pioneers, where he worked as a carpenter and band leader alongside William Sharp. Thomas Singleton is listed among those excommunicated alongside William Sharp on 31 January 1879. Generations later, Thomas’s grandson Bert Elmer Singleton (1918–1995), born and raised in Plain City, became one of Utah’s most celebrated baseball players, pitching in the major leagues over 28 seasons. The Sharps and Singletons, neighbors in Misson, remained neighbors in Plain City across the generations.

Elizabeth’s death left the four siblings to fend for themselves. William and Isabella both still desired to move on with the Saints to Utah. William became fast friends with Mary Ann Bailey Padley, a widow who had lost her husband before leaving England. They were such good friends that Anne Elizabeth Padley (she went by Sharp her whole life though) was born 31 October 1852. Isabella married Joseph Carlisle, who had arrived two years earlier, 18 May 1853, in St. Louis. That same day the Moses Clawson Company, “St. Louis Company,” departed from St. Louis. Joseph and Isabella Carlisle, along with William Sharp and Mary Padley (with her son Lorenzo Padley and new infant Anne), left with the company. Joseph and William were well respected because they were apparently very good athletes and challenged anyone to a wrestling match.

The Sharps and Carlisles drove a wagon for William Jennings, a Salt Lake City merchant and freighter. The outfitting was done in Keokuk, Iowa. The company for traveling over the plains was formally organized in Kanesville, Iowa. On the trail, William and Mary Ann Padley were married 10 July 1853 in Loup Fork, Nebraska. The company arrived in Salt Lake City between the 15th and 20th of September the same year.

Mary Ann was born the first of seven children born to James and Sarah Goodlad Bailey on 28 November 1828 in Mattersey, Nottinghamshire, England. Her baptism is recorded on 8 December 1828 at Mattersey Anglican church, confirmed by the Bishop’s Transcripts at Nottinghamshire Archives. James was a blacksmith. The Bailey family were practicing members of the Church of England. Mary Ann attended school and obtained training in millinery and sewing. Sarah died in 1843 and James remarried to a lady named Harriet. We don’t have a death date for James at this time.

Shortly before her 18th birthday, Mary Ann met missionaries of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and converted. She was baptized 20 October 1846. Her father and Harriet dismissed her from the home for becoming a Mormon. She soon met William Padley, another LDS member and a tailor who lived on Allen Street in Sheffield, and married him on 4 February 1847 at the Church of St Peter and St Paul (now a cathedral) in Sheffield.

Padley – Bailey marriage record

William Padley was born 22 September 1826 in Morton, Lincolnshire, just across the River Trent from Mattersey, and they may well have known each other from their home area before both moved to Sheffield. They had a son, Lorenzo Joseph Padley, born in December 1847. William became ill when Lorenzo was born and died 22 February 1850 in Morton, Lincolnshire. Left alone with a new son, Mary Ann went back to her parents, who would have nothing to do with her unless she gave up her religion. She would not, and instead decided to join the Saints in Utah.

Mary Ann and Lorenzo sailed from Liverpool on 8 January 1851 on the “Ellen” with James Willard Cummings (1819–1883) as the leader of the company. The ship had a difficult passage with measles and what others thought was whooping cough. She arrived in New Orleans 14 March 1851. On the 19th they left for St. Louis on the “Alleck Scott” and arrived on the 26th. Mary Ann and Lorenzo stayed in St. Louis while the company moved on, and it was there that she met William Sharp and his family.

William and Mary Ann grew close during their time in St. Louis. A daughter, Anne Elizabeth, was born to them on 31 October 1852. Both were still determined to join the Saints in Utah. They arranged to drive a freight wagon west for William Jennings, a Salt Lake City merchant and freighter, as the means of joining the Moses Clawson Company. On the trail, William and Mary Ann were married on 10 July 1853 at the crossing of Loup Fork in present-day Howard County, Nebraska. The company arrived in Salt Lake City between the 15th and 20th of September that year.

They settled in Lehi, Utah, Utah for a couple of years but had a number of issues with range for the cattle and some other minor squabbles. Water was also not found to be very dependable in the Lehi area. During this time, William and Mary Ann gave birth to two children, William and Isabella in 1854 and 1856, but both died as infants. Milo Riley was born in Lehi 23 July 1857. I have written of Milo and his family previously at this link: Sharp-Stoker Wedding.

William learned of land north near Ogden, Weber, Utah that was going to be opened up from some of the Saints passing through Lehi (abandoning Salt Lake City before the arrival of Johnson’s Army). These Lehi Saints were told of ample land and good water that was available west of Ogden. A scouting expedition went to search out the area in the fall of 1858 and visited with Lorin Farr (1820–1909) who told them of the available plain to the west.

The Sharp family left with other Lehi Saints on 10 March 1859 to travel to this new area. The group of about 100 arrived 17 March 1859 at what is present day Plain City, Weber, Utah. The company arrived at about 5 PM during the middle of a snowstorm. The company lined up the wagons to protect them from the wind and dug a hole in the ground for the campfire. Reports indicate that snow was deep and conditions uncomfortable. Plain City apparently lived up to its name with sagebrush that rose over 4 feet tall from the high water table beneath the soil.

William Sharp put his carpentry and masonry skills to work making adobe brick and helping build the first homes in Plain City. William and Mary Ann lived in one of these homes. William served in the Plain City band, on the Plain City Z.C.M.I. board, acting as a builder, and also serving as a city leader. William and Mary Ann’s daughter, Evelyn, was the first girl born in Plain City in October 1859. Victorine Mary was born 8 April 1862 and was their last child. Mary Ann kept busy sewing and making suits, coats, and other jobs. Each of her daughters learned to become dressmakers.

William and Mary Ann each received their initiatory and endowment on 17 August 1861 at the Endowment House. On the same day, Mary Ann was sealed by proxy to her deceased first husband William Padley. As a woman already sealed to another man, she could not be sealed to William Sharp during their marriage, as the church did not permit women to be sealed to more than one husband at that time. The Sharp children’s sealing situation caused considerable family angst as all children born to Mary Ann after the 1861 sealing were born in the covenant to William Padley rather than William Sharp.

Lorenzo Joseph Padley died 24 July 1866 at Plain City, aged 18 years, 7 months and 11 days, putting his birth approximately 13 December 1847 in Mattersey, Nottinghamshire, England. He had grown up to become a valued member of the Plain City Music and Dramatic Association, which mourned him as a true friend and gifted musician. His remains were followed to their last resting place by a very large number of citizens, preceded by the brass band of the Association. The notice requested the Millennial Star in England to copy — a reminder that Mary Ann’s roots, and Lorenzo’s birthplace, lay in Nottinghamshire. The photo we have of him is pretty scratched, but here is a cleaned up photo, but it is not perfect. It is hard to tell what is his nose and what was deformities in the photo.

Anne Elizabeth married Daniel Claiborne Thomas Jr. on 29 January 1872 in Salt Lake City at the Endowment House, where they also received their initiatory, endowment, and sealing the same day. Daniel had been born 14 July 1850 on the Platte River in Nebraska on the trail to Utah. His father, Daniel Claiborne Thomas Sr., had been converted to the church by his brother Preston while on a mission to the Southern States, and the family had come to Utah in 1850, settling in Sulphur Springs (later named Lehi) among the earliest settlers there, before joining the Plain City founding group in March 1859. They settled in Plain City and had six children: Claiborne William (1872), Francis Milo (1875), LeRoy Bertrand (1878), Estella Inez (1884), Delbert (1888), and Elizabeth La Vieve (1889). Anne Elizabeth died 29 July 1891 in Plain City at thirty-eight, leaving six children ranging in age from two to nineteen. Daniel outlived her by thirty-eight years, dying in Ogden on 2 September 1929, and was buried beside her in Plain City Cemetery.

After several instances of desertion, Mary Ann moved out of their home on Christmas Eve 1875 and utterly refused to go back to William. William sued for divorce and Franklin Dewey Richards (1821–1899) granted the divorce (in probate court) on 19 May 1876.

At this time, it is possible that Bishop Lewis Warren Shurtleff (1835–1922), branch president 1870–1877, bishop 1877–1883, extended himself beyond what the members felt was right — going so far as to dictate how much everyone should pay in tithing — and some families were very vocal in expressing their discontent. William Sharp began construction on St. Paul’s Episcopal Church in 1877, and many disaffected members found a religious haven in this new faith. The building still stands today, owned by the Lions Club in Plain City. A significant group of members were excommunicated on 31 January 1879, including William Sharp, Mary Ann Sharp (listed separately because of the divorce), William Skeen, Edwin Dix, George Musgrave (father of their future daughter-in-law), Thomas Musgrave, Thomas Singleton, Thomas Davis, George W Harris, Jonathan Moyes, John Moyes, Winfield Spiers, James Wadman, Robert Davis, John Davis, and Thomas Robson. These lists also have “and wife” as well as “and family” which seems to indicate that spouses and families were included. Many of these families returned to the church after time away, some individuals never did. Milo Ross’s 1997 oral history interview offers one family perspective on the causes of the split.

This same year, William remarried to the widow of Charles McGary, Charlotte Elizabeth Earl, about 1879. We do not know exactly when or where.

Milo Riley married Mary Ann Stoker (aka Lillian or Lilly Musgrave) 11 May 1879 in Plain City in the little church William built. He died in 1916 in Plain City. Read about them here.

Evelyn Carlisle married James Henry Taylor 16 January 1881 in Plain City. She died in 1941 in Oregon.

Victorine Mary married Robert Edward Maw on 8 April 1883 in Plain City, her twenty-first birthday. Robert had been born in Plain City on 15 October 1859, the son of Robert Maw, one of Plain City’s founding pioneers who had consecrated his Lehi property in January 1857 and arrived in Plain City on 17 March 1859, the same day as the Sharp family. William Sharp had built the elder Robert Maw’s adobe house in those early Plain City years and had played cornet alongside Abraham Maw in Plain City’s first band. The marriage of Victorine Sharp and Robert Edward Maw united two of Plain City’s founding families. They had seven children: Ruby Ada (1884), Alice (1885), Jessie (1886), Florence Eveline (1888), Grace (1890), Edith Louise (1893), and Edward Clyde (1896). On the morning of 23 April 1897, a snow slide struck the Consolidated Mining and Smelting Company’s Garfield Mine in Gibbs Canyon, four miles north of Brigham City. Robert was killed. The Brigham City Bugler reported the disaster that week, noting that he was a married man who left a widow and seven children. Victorine was thirty-four years old. Her youngest child, Edward Clyde, was barely a year old. She did not remarry, living in Plain City and later Ogden until her death on 18 March 1945. She is buried in Plain City Cemetery.

Mary Ann Bailey Sharp

Mary Ann continued to work as a dressmaker until she could not do so any more due to age. She lived with her Granddaughter Elizabeth Taylor from before 1900 and even moved with her to Baker City, Baker, Oregon. Mary Ann moved back to Plain City not long after Beth married.

Evelyn & Victorine Sharp

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Evelyn and Victorine Sharp

William died at 950 Washington Ave in Ogden on 22 December 1900 at 74 years and was buried two days later in the Ogden cemetery. Mary Ann died 30 October 1913 in Plain City at 84 years and was buried there three days later.

Mary Ann Bailey Sharp death certificate

William and Mary Ann both died outside the church.

In December 1933, fifty-four years after the excommunication, three of Isabella Sharp Carlisle’s sons — Joseph Carlisle, James Carlisle, and Harvey Carlisle — wrote to LDS Church President Heber J. Grant requesting proxy reinstatement for their Uncle William and his former wife Mary Ann. Their letter described William as “honest, virtuous and kind” and was addressed care of Mrs. James S. Thompson — Annie Thompson, who would later write the 1957 history of Elizabeth Cartwright Sharp, and who was the daughter of James Carlisle. The letter explicitly identified William as “born 10 Dec. 1826, Misson, Notts., England, and later settled in Plain City, Utah.”

President Grant responded on 16 December 1933, consenting to proxy baptism for both William and Mary Ann. He noted that since they had previously received their endowments on 17 August 1861, those ordinances would need to be restored by proxy as well, and authorized Elder George F. Richards, President of the Salt Lake Temple, to officiate. On 3 February 1934, proxy baptism and confirmation were performed for both William and Mary Ann at the Salt Lake Temple, with William’s sealing to parents following on 2 July 1934. The restoration of William Sharp and his wife to the church, by the hands of his sister Isabella’s sons, closed that chapter.

Some Early Settlers from Lehi to Plain City, Utah

A Personal Note

This document found its way into my family history files for good reason. Settler no. 68 — William Sharp (1826–1900) — is my ancestor. William was born 10 December 1826 in Misson, Nottinghamshire, England. He married Mary Ann Padley and the couple crossed the plains in the Moses Clawson Company, arriving in Salt Lake City on 15 September 1853. They went first to Lehi, but as the Plain City History records, “the land was not too good and there was no good grazing for their cattle.” They consecrated their Lehi property to the Church on 8 January 1857 — the same day as William Clark himself — before joining the group that would found Plain City.

The Daughters of Utah Pioneers history of Plain City describes William Sharp simply as “the first stone mason in Plain City.” That understates it considerably. He built the Episcopal Church in 1877, the old Singleton home, and Robert Maw’s adobe house — that last detail connecting two Lehi consecrators (nos. 68 and 47) in the work of building their new community. He played the cornet in Plain City’s first band alongside Abraham Maw. He made adobe bricks with Joseph Skeen, Joseph Robinson, and Jeppe G. Folkman — all men who appear on Clark’s consecration list. He worked with Thomas Singleton constructing many of Plain City’s early houses. His daughter Victorine Mary Sharp married Robert Edward Maw, connecting the two founding families by marriage as well as by community. His son Milo Riley Sharp played first base on Plain City’s founding baseball team, and Milo’s wife Lillie Stoker Sharp performed in Plain City’s second dramatic association. Milo served as school trustee beginning in 1897. Across generations, W. Albert Sharp served as a founding trustee of both the town board and the cemetery district when Plain City incorporated in 1944.

The Sharps were not alone in making that journey north from Lehi. The consecration list reads almost like a founding roster for Plain City — and the primary sources confirm it. Robert Maw (no. 47) left his own first-person account: “I Robert Maw, say that I was one of the first pioneers who came to Plain City on March 17, 1859. We left Lehi on the 10th of March.” The fall 1858 scouting party that selected the Plain City site included Daniel Collett (no. 14), Joseph Skeen (no. 69), William Wallace Raymond (no. 64), Joseph Robinson (no. 67), Joseph Folkman and Jeppe Folkman (no. 28), and Thomas Ashton — men who had consecrated their Lehi properties just months before. When Plain City Branch was organized in May 1859, William Wallace Raymond was appointed the first Presiding Elder, with Daniel Collett and Jeppe G. Folkman as counselors. Joseph Skeen — who built Plain City’s first log cabin and is credited with introducing adobe making to Utah — was appointed the first water master. His wife Alice Booth Robinson was recorded as the first white woman to set foot on Plain City soil.

Jeppe Jorgen Folkman (no. 28) managed Plain City’s cooperative ZCMI store from its founding in 1869 and operated one of the settlement’s first stores from his home. The Folkman family remained central to Plain City’s commercial and civic life for generations. Robert Maw (no. 47) founded the Maw family line in Plain City — his descendants produced three generations of ward bishops, a commercial dynasty in the Maw store and canning operations, and civic leaders serving on the town board and irrigation company board well into the twentieth century. William Van Dyke (no. 78) operated one of Plain City’s earliest merchant stores, confirmed as a living pioneer at the 1909 50th anniversary celebration. The Raymond family (nos. 63–64) provided the first Presiding Elder, first Relief Society president, and LDS Sunday School assistant superintendent.

The Lehi fort of the 1850s was, in a very real sense, the nursery of Plain City. Clark’s consecration list and the Plain City founding history are two windows into the same group of people, two years apart.

The following is a transcription of Clark’s paper, with the three original images and footnotes collected at the end.

Wayne E. Clark, a Lehi native and retired Auburn University professor of entomology, spent years examining the consecration deeds signed by early Lehi settlers, comparing them against Utah County property records, the 1860 Federal Census, Sanborn Fire Insurance Maps, and family history sources. His 2017 paper, part of the Wayne E. Clark Collection at the Lehi Historical Society and Archives (lehihistory.com), has been cited by the University of Utah’s Century of Black Mormons project and published in the Lehi Free Press. The underlying deeds are held in the Utah County Office of Land Records and at the BYU L. Tom Perry Special Collections.

Early Mormon Settlers in Lehi, Utah Territory, Consecrated Their Properties to Their Church

Wayne E. Clark
Lehi, Utah, 2017

The Lehi Pioneer Monument was erected in 1908 on the Northeast corner of First North and First West Streets in Lehi, Utah. A photographer pointing his lens toward the Southeast captured a portion of a small adobe home in an early photograph of the monument. That home stood on First North Street on the block on which the Lehi Memorial Building would come to stand in a few years. In pioneer times the block on which it stood was the northeastern-most of sixteen city blocks that were enclosed within a twelve-foot-high mud wall erected as protection against the fear of hostile Indians. The monument was constructed on the site of the last crumbling remnants of the old wall.

Things have changed in Lehi since the little adobe home stood across the street from the monument. The wall is gone and forgotten. The old Lehi High School/Junior High School athletic field that came to occupy the site on which the monument and the adobe house in the background is gone, if not entirely forgotten. Instead of the athletic field, chairs and umbrellas surround a small wading pool on a deck that extends south of the swimming pool that’s part of the large Lehi Legacy Center complex on the ground on which the monument stood, and a large parking lot covers the ground on which the house once stood. Today, if one stands on the spot where the photographer stood in 1908, or some time not long afterward, automobiles that carry people to and from the Lehi Legacy Center occupy a prominent portion of the scene. The Memorial Building can be seen along the photographer’s line of site in the background.

The owner of the home was my second great grandfather, English Mormon immigrant William Clark (1825–1910). He and at least 84 other heads of families in Lehi did what he did between 11 April 1856 and 30 January 1858. A little more than three years later he consecrated his little adobe house to the church.

Feramorz Young Fox provides an explanation of the “Consecration Movement” of the 1850s.2 He writes that the movement was church-wide. Hundreds of documents he calls “deeds of consecration” were generated in the Utah Territory between 1855 and 1862.3 The first public announcement of the Consecration Movement was given at general conference in April 1854, but the implementation was delayed until a proper form compliant with the laws of the Territory could be developed and printed. He writes that Brigham Young’s consecration deed4 is dated 11 April 1855, but notes the existence of an earlier deed recorded in Millard County on 1 January 1855.

Fox presents a table5 in which the numbers of deeds by county are listed, along with the population of each county between the years 1855 and 1857. The total for the fourteen counties in the table is given as 2,747. This must be the figure used by Leonard Arrington to calculate that about forty percent of the 7,000 heads of families in the Utah Territory deeded all their property to the church during the period in which the program was in effect.6 Fox gives the following numbers for Utah County: 69 (1855), 147 (1856), and 92 (1857) for a total of 922.

William Clark’s consecration deed is representative.

Be it known by these presents that I, William Clark, of Lehi City, in the county of Utah, and Territory of Utah, for and in consideration of the good will which I have for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, give and convey unto Brigham Young, Trustee in Trust for said Church, his successors in office, and assigns, all my claim to and ownership of the following described property, to wit:

One lot in the City of Lehi with buildings thereon and improvements: Lot no. 6 in Block 16 containing 50/160 of an improvement.

Also Lot 9 in Block 7 of Plat B in the American Creek Survey of Farm Land containing 5 acres … $25.00
Also Lots 12 & 13 in Block 5 Containing 2 acres in the Lehi Garden Lot Survey … $20.00
Also Lot 15 in Block 10 Containing 10 acres in Plat B, American Creek Survey of Farm Land … $30.00
Also outstanding account in land … $200.00
1 yoke of oxen, 1 horse … $140.00
1 wagon, $45, 1 rifle, $10 … $55.00
2 cows @ $30.00 each, 1 two year old, $25 … $55.00
1 yearling heifer, $15, 1 hog, $17 … $32.00
Farming tools, $10. Mechanics tool, $2.50 … $12.50
Household furniture … $50.00
35 Bu. of Wheat @ $2 per Bushel … $70.00
10 Bu. of Corn @ $1.5 per Bushel … $15.00
30 Bu. of Oats @ $1 per Bushel … $30.00
30 Bu. of Potatoes @ $1 per Bushel … $30.00
Garden Vegetable $6, Hay $24 … $30.00
120 lbs of Pork at 20¢ per lb … $24.00

Total Amount of William Clark’s property … $1048.508

Together with all the rights privileges and appurtenances thereunto belonging or pertaining. I also covenant and agree that I am the lawful claimant and owner of said property and will warrant and forever defend the same unto the said Trustee in Trust, his successors in office and assigns, against the claims of our heirs and assigns, against the claims of any heirs, assigns, or any person whosoever.

[signed] William Clark his x mark

Witnesses:
Thomas Taylor
George A. Leslie
Thomas Ashton

Territory of Utah, County of Utah. I Lucius N. Scovill, Recorder of the aforesaid County, certify that the signer of the above transfer, personal known to me, appeared this 8th day of January AD 1857, and acknowledged that he of his own choice executed the foregoing transfer.

Lucius N. Scovill
Recorder of Utah Co. UT.

The property William Clark and his neighbors in Lehi consecrated to the church included title to land. This falls into three categories for Clark and for the others: farm land, garden plots and lots on city blocks. The farm land is defined in what the deeds refer to as the “American Creek Survey of Farm Land.” This survey has not been located.9 Likewise, the survey for the Garden Plots referred to on the consecration deeds has not been located.10 The third category of property in land recorded on the consecration deeds refers to a “Lehi Survey of Building Lots.” The survey was evidently done in 1853 by Bishop Evans, as described in the consecration deeds.

The sixteen blocks inside the fort were numbered beginning with the block on the Southeast corner as Block 1 and continuing east to west with Blocks 2 through 4, then switching to east on the second tier of blocks and so forth to Block 16 on the Northeast corner of the fort.

Although the blocks inside the fort had to be re-numbered, this numbering system is consistent with one in use today. The current system apparently dates from 1861. According to Gardner,13 on April 27, 1861, the council received a numerously signed petition asking that the city be enlarged. This unmistakable sign of growth occasioned much discussion. For one, Bishop Evans seriously objected to any such extension of the city, giving as his reason the lack of water in Dry Creek to supply any considerable addition to the population of Lehi. Finally, however, all objections were satisfactorily adjusted, and the City Council ordered that a tier of blocks be surveyed around the wall. These did not supply the unexpected demand for building lots, so a tier each on the North and South was subsequently surveyed and sold to home builders.

Gardner included a diagrammatic depiction of the fort, surrounded by the wall, in his history,14 with four gates for ingress and egress, four guard towers, and the locations and layouts of each of the blocks, as well as the layout of the building lots on the blocks, are depicted. The numbers of blocks 1–16 are shown, with the corresponding numbers of the same blocks in the later surveys and continuing to this date, in parentheses. The lot and block numbers are listed on 71 of the 85 1856/1858 Lehi consecration deeds.15 The building lots on the diagram as assigned to the individual settlers are identified by the following numbers. Some of the homes listed on the consecration deeds are still standing. The house nearest current addresses of these are listed. The apparent location of houses no longer standing are also given below.
The Settler Lists

Note: Seventy-two of the 85 examined consecration deeds list the block number and the lot number of property in the city. All of the blocks listed are inside the fort. A few deeds list portions of additional lots, and some list two or more complete building lots. Thirteen deeds list no city lots. Presumably those individuals did not own their own homes. Thirty-two deeds list an adobe house and one lists a “mud house.” These are valued from $150.00 to $1,100.00. Two individuals, Abram Hatch and John Riggs Murdock, specified that their adobe houses had four rooms and one cellar. Joseph Skeen listed a 6-room adobe house. Eight log houses (on 7 lots), with values ranging from $60.00 to $200.00, are listed on the deeds. Eighteen deeds list a lot number and a block number but specify only that the property was “with improvements,” without describing the type of house. Fourteen of the 85 deeds have no lot or block numbers or houses. Presumably these individuals did not own their own homes. Lehi settler’s consecrations ranged from $127.75 to $3,075.00, for a total of $93,128.70.

South, 400 West
1. Andrew Anderson (1833–1909). Lehi, Lot 4, Block 12, with adobe house, $400.00, $1,203.00 total consecration. 17 November 1856. BK C, 1855, p. 83. 37 South, 400 West

South, 200 West
2. Thomas Ashton (1813–1903). Lehi, Lot 8, Block 11, with log house, $200.00, $1,543.00 total consecration. 9 January 1857. BK F, p. 109. 36 South, 200 West

140 South, 200 West
3. Charles Barnes Jr. (1827–1911). Lehi, Lot 2, Block 7, with adobe house, $300.00, $1,008.00 total consecration. 10 January 1857. BK F, p. 129.

69 South, 300 West
4. Alfred Bell (1794–1874). Lehi, Lot 4, Block 11, with adobe house, $400.00, $1,201.00 total consecration. 10 January 1857. BK F, p. 123.

5. Jens Peter Ipsen Benson [Peter Benson] (1831–1898). Lehi, no city lot, $135.00 total consecration. 16 January 1857. BK F, p. 177.

6. Yeppa Benson [Jeppe Bendtsen] (1795–1872). Lehi, no city lot, $168.00 total consecration. 16 January 1857. BK F, p. 177.

West, 300 South
7. Samuel Briggs (1826–1898). Lehi, Lot 3, Block 4, with adobe house, $150.00, $997.00 total consecration. 10 January 1857. BK F, p. 131. 382

West Main Street
8. George Brough (1823–1914). Lehi, Lot 7, Block 16, with adobe home, $150.00, $421.00 total consecration. 16 January 1857. BK F, p. 180. 55 North Center Street

North Center Street
9. Abram Brown [Abraham Brown] (1808–1891). Lehi, Lot 9, Block 12, with adobe house, $250.00, $608.00 total consecration. 26 January 1857. BK F, p. 208. 333 West Main Street

West Main Street
10. John Brown (1820–1896). Lehi, Lot 7, Block 9, with improvements, $150.00, $3,083.00 total consecration. 8 January 1857. BK F, p. 81. 45 West Main Street

15 West, 100 South
11. Martin Bushman (1802–1870). Lehi, Lot 6, Block 8, with improvements, $300.00, $1,032.00 total consecration. 16 January 1857. BK F, p. 167.

284 West, 200 South
12. David Clark (1816–1889). Lehi, Lot 2, Block 6, with adobe house, $600.00, $1,520.00 total consecration. 5 February 1857. BK G, p. 71.

100 West, 100 North
13. William Clark (1825–1910). Lehi, Lot 6, Block 16, with adobe house, $200.00, $1,048.50 total consecration. 8 January 1857. BK F, p. 91. 45 West, 100 North

West Main Street
14. Daniel Collett (1807–1894). Lehi, Lot 4, Block 15, with improvements, $200.00, $1,313 total consecration. 10 January 1857. BK F, p. 126. 188 West Main Street

West Main Street
15. Sylvanus Collett (1835–1901). Lehi, Lot 6, Block 10, with adobe house, $150.00, $360.00 total consecration. 9 January 1857. BK F, p.

104, 115 West Main Street
16. Sarah Couzens [Sarah Jaque] (widow of Joseph Couzens [Joseph William Cousins (1809–1856)], deceased). Lehi, Lot 4, Block 13, with improvements, $150.00, $927.20 total consecration. 9 March 1857. BK H, p. 40.

206, 389 West, 100 South
17. Daniel William Cox (1801–1858). Lehi, Lot 5, Block 5, with adobe house, $450.00, $2,225.50 total consecration. 20 January 1857. BK F, p.

West Main Street
18. William Taylor Dennis (1810–1894). Lehi, no city lot, $4,115.50 total consecration. 9 January 1857. BK F, p. 111.

West Main Street
19. Joseph Dobson (1804–1872). Lehi, Lot 2, Block 15, with mud house, $200.00, $721.00 total consecration. 8 January 1857. BK F, p. 83. 130

86 North, 400 West
20. James Downs (1815–1882). Lehi, Lot 6 and W1/2 of Lot 7, Block 13, with adobe house, $250.00, $1,813.00 total consecration. 9 March 1857. BK H, p. 46.16

North, 100 West
21. Robert Dunn (1818–1885). Lehi, Lot 5, Block 16, with improvements, $250.00, $1,085 total consecration. 20 January 1857. BK F, p. 272.17 86 North, 100 West

North, 100 West
22. Shadrack Empy (1822–1892). Lehi, Lot 7, Block 14, with adobe house, $200.00, $820.00 total consecration. 10 January 1857. BK F, p. 130. 229

West, 100 North
23. Abel Evans (1812–1866). Lehi, Lot 5, Block 14, except NE Quarter of lot, with house, $150.00, $528.00 total consecration. 31 December 1856. BK F, p. 40.18 90 North, 300 West

Main Street
24. David Evans (1804–1883). Lehi, Lots 2 and 6, Block 14, $1,100.00, $3,075.00 total consecration. 10 May 1856. BK C, p. 39.19 288 West Main Street

Main Street
25. Henry Beck Evans (1830–1911). Lehi, no city lot, $180.00 total consecration. 28 January 1857. BK F, p. 284.

200 West
26. Joseph Field (1831–1911). Lehi, Lot 4, Block 10, with improvements, $200.00, $489.00 total consecration. 16 January 1857. BK F, p. 178. 49

200 West, South
27. John Folker (1814–1884). Lehi, Lot 8, Block 6, with adobe house, $200.00, $984.00 total consecration. 8 January 1857. BK F, p. 94. 166

South, 200 West
28. Jeppe George Folkmann [Jeppe Jorgen Folkman] (1824–1916).20 Lehi, Lot 6, Block 1, with improvements, $65.00, $394.00 total consecration. 28 January 1857. BK F, p. 285. 65 West, 200 South

200 West, South
29. William Fotheringham (1826–1913). Lehi, Lot 3, Block 1, with two log houses, $100.00, $1,845 total consecration. 4 November 1856. BK C, p.

73, 66 West, 300 South
30. Charles Wesley Gallup. Lehi, no city lot, $438.50 total consecration. 16 January 1857. BK F, p. 170.

31. John Henry Glines (1831–1897). Lehi, no city lot, $387.00 total consecration. 31 March 1857. BK H p. 90.

Block 6, Lot 6, 6 North
32. Abram Hatch [Abraham Chase Hatch] (1830–1911). Lehi, Lot 6, Block 4, with adobe house, $750.00, $2,891.00 total consecration. 10 January 1857. BK F, np. 132.21

100 South
33. Lorenzo Hill Hatch (1826–1910), and Sylvia S. Hatch. Lehi, Lot 2, Block 13, with buildings and improvements, $800.00, $1,608.00 total consecration. 11 April 1856. BK C 1855, p. 41.22 212 South, 300 West

125 West
34. John Joseph Hayes (1825–1899). Lehi, E1/2 Lot 7, Block 7, $100.00, $311.00 total consecration. 9 January 1857. BK F, p. 105. 125 West, 100 South

96 North, 200 West
35. William Brown Hill (1836–1883). Lehi, Lot 5, Block 15, with improvements, $150.00, $931.75 total consecration. 29 December 1856. BK F, p. 30. 96 North, 200 West

93 North, 100 West
36. William Hyde (1818–1874). Lehi, Lot 8, Block 15, $150.00, $1,040.00 total consecration. 23 December 1857. BK H, p. 106.

187 West Main Street
37. Ezekiel Hopkins (1801–1872), or his son, Ezekiel Hopkins (1839–1911). Lehi, Lot 5, Block 10, with log house, $200.00, $610.00 total consecration. 10 January 1857. BK F, p. 120.23 187 West Main Street

87 North, 300 West
38. Daniel James (1807–1880). Lehi, E1/2 Lot 7, and N1/2 Lot 8, Block 13, with adobe house, $200.00, $871.00 total consecration. 28 February 1857. BK H, p. 21. 87 North, 300 West

South, 300 West
39. Samuel James (1825–1893). Lehi, Lot 7, Block 12, with adobe house, $150.00, $490.00 total consecration. 28 January 1857. BK F, p. 278. 24

West Main Street
40. John Karren (1834–1905). Lehi, Lot 7, Block 11, with adobe house, $150.00, $441.00 total consecration. 28 January 1857. BK F, p. 181. 231

West Main Street
41. Thomas Karren (1810–1876). Lehi, Lot 2 & the E1/2 of Lot 3, in Block 12, with log house, $150.00, $1,766.00 total consecration. 8 January 1857. BK F, p. 92. 390 West, 100 South

217 South, 100 West
42. Henry Kearns (1778–1859). Lehi, Lot 5, Block 1, with improvements, $350.00, $1,049.00 total consecration. 10 January 1857. BK F, p. 128.

West Main Street
43. Suel Lamb (1833–1913). Lehi, Lot 5, Block 9, with adobe house, $150.00, $652.00 total consecration. 10 January 1857. BK F, p. 127. 95 West Main Street

261 South, 200 West
44. John Irvin Lawson [John Lawson] (1805–1884). Lehi, N1/2 Lot 3, Block 3, with improvements, $50.00, $145.00 total consecration. 10 January 1857. BK F, p. 117.

290 South, 200 West
45. Abraham Losee (1814–1887). Lehi, Lot 1, Block 3, with improvements, $150.00, $1,153.00 total consecration. 9 January 1857. BK F, p. 115.

290 South, 200 West
46. John Smiley Lott (1826–1894) and Permelia Darrow Lott (widow of Cornelius P. Lott, deceased) and Peter Lott (1805–1882). Lehi, Lot 1, Block 3, $150.00, $1,153.00 total consecration. 9 January 1857. BK F, p. 115.

[Peter] Lyman Lott (1842–1906). Lehi, Lots 6 and 7, Block 3, with improvements, $600.00, $2,226.00 total consecration. 8 January 1857. BK F, p. 100. 241 West, 200 South

47. Robert Maw (1834–1920). Lehi, no city lot, $285.00 total consecration. 19 January 1857. BK F, p. 182. PC

45 West, 100 North
48. James McGaw (1824–1872) & Elias Bassett.24 Lehi, Lot 6, Block 16, with adobe house, $400.00, $2,255.00 total consecration. 23 December 1857. BK H, p. 108.

100 North
49. Ephraim Mecham (1808–1891). Lehi, no city lot, $392.50 total consecration. 28 January 1857. BK F, p. 280.

50. John Miller (1846–1939). Lehi, no city lot, $127.75 total consecration. 28 January 1857. BK F, p. 280.

300 West
51. John Murdock (1792–1871). Lehi, Lot 5, Block 3, with house, $100.00, $295.00 total consecration. 31 December 1856. BK F, p. 38. 209 South

300 West
52. John Riggs Murdock (1826–1913). Lehi, Lot 4, Block 3, also 3/8 of Lot 3, Block 4, Lehi, with 4-room adobe house with cellar, $800.00, $5,097.00 total consecration. 9 January 1857. BK F, p. 114. 269 South, 300 West

238 West, 300 South
53. Orrice Clapp Murdock (1824–1915). Lehi, Lot 2 and 2 rods of the E side of Lot 3, Block 3, with house, $500.00, $1,665.50 total consecration. 8 January 1857. BK F, p. 95. 238 West, 300 South

South Center Street
54. Jens Nelson [Jens Nielsen] (1796–1875). Lehi, N1/2 of Lot 7, Block 8, $50.00, $306.00 total consecration. 16 January 1857. BK F, p. 171. 140

South Center Street
55. Henry Elliot Norton (1826–1913). Lehi, no city lot, $460.00 total consecration. 7 May 1856. BK C, p. 42.

74 West, 100 South
56. Peter Madsen Peel [Peder Madsen Pihl] (1820–1900). Lehi, Lot 3, Block 9, with log house, $100.00, $537.00 total consecration. 28 January 1857. BK F, p. 279. 74 West, 100 South

140 South Center Street
57. Hans Peterson [Hans Pederson] (1823–1881). Lehi, S1/2 of Lot 7, Block 8, with log house, $60.00, $537.00 total consecration. 28 January 1857. BK F, p. 286. 140 South Center Street

88 South, 300 West
58. Canute Peterson (1824–1902). Lehi, Lot 1, Block 12, with improvements, $150.00, $1,957.00 total consecration. 8 January 1857. BK F, p. 85.

59. Peter Peterson (1821–1901). Lehi, no city lot, $307.50 total consecration. 28 January 1857. BK F, p. 283.

290 South, 100 West
60. Stephen Howard Pierce (1816–Deceased). Lehi, Lot 1, Block 2, with improvements, $466.00, $761.00 total consecration. 28 January 1857. BK F, p. 275.

290 South, 100 West
61. Charles Price (1800–1873). Lehi, no city lot, $680.00 total consecration. 27 November 1856. BK C, p. 104.

South Center Street
62. Tunis Rappley (1808–1883). Lehi, Lot 8, Block 1, with adobe house, $200.00, $772.00 total consecration. 28 January 1857. BK F, p. 282. 220 South Center Street

260 South, 100 West
63. Alonzo Pearls Raymond (1821–1904). Lehi, Lot 8,25 Block 2, with adobe house, $300.00, $2,305.00 total consecration. 9 January 1857. BK F, p. 108. 260 South, 100 West

215 South, 100 West
64. William Wallace Raymond (1824–1881). Lehi, Lot 5, Block 2, with log house, $200.00, $2,020.00 total consecration. 31 March 1857. BK H, p.

88 West, 215 South
65. William Reid (1805–1858). Lehi, Lot 5, Block 13, with improvements, $23.00, $450.50 total consecration. 16 January 1857. BK F, p. 179.

86 North, 400 West
66. Alonzo Donnell Rhodes (1824–1893). Lehi, E1/2 of Lot 1, Block 10, with house, $200.00, $1,164.00 total consecration. 9 January 1857. BK F, p. 102. 90 South, 100 West

125 West, 100 South
67. Joseph Robinson (1814–1891). Lehi, W1/2 Lot 7, Block 7, with improvements, $100.00, $521.00 total consecration. 28 January 1857.26 BK F, p. 281. 125 West, 100 South

100 South
68. William Sharp ([1826]–1900). Lehi, no city lot, $235.00 total consecration. 8 January 1857. BK F, p. 86.

86 West, 125 South
69. Joseph Skeen (1816–1882). Lehi, Lot 5, Block 4, with 6-room adobe house, $1,000.00, $2,764.00 total consecration. 8 January 1857. BK F, p. 99. 377 West, 200 South

205, 390 West Main Street
70. Joseph Johnson Smith (1821–1902). Lehi, Lot 3, Block 13, with adobe house, $500.00, $1,804.00 total consecration. 20 January 1857. BK F, p.

89, 267 South, 400 West
71. Samuel Thomas Smith (1823–1890). Lehi, Lot 4, Block 4, with adobe house, $150.00, $507.50 total consecration. 8 January 1857. BK F, p.

West Main Street
72. James Taylor [James Whitehead Taylor] (1819–1891) and Ann Taylor. Lehi, Lot 8, Block 7, $700.00, $1,300.00 total consecration. no date, no month,27 1856. BK C 1855, p. 40. 110 South, 100 West

382 West, 300 South
73. Thomas Taylor (1826–1900). Lehi, Lot 2, Block 2, with adobe house, $300.00, $932.00 total consecration. 9 January 1857. BK F, p. 106–107.

65 South, 100 West
74. William Taylor [William Whitehead Taylor] (1828–1907). Lehi, Lot 3, Block 10, adobe house, $200.00, total consecration $625.00. [no date]. BK C 1855, p. 81. April 1856. 65 South, 100 West

186 South, 300 West
75. Daniel Stillwell Thomas (1803–1878). Lehi, Lot 5, Block 12, with adobe house, $300.00, $842.50 total consecration. 26 February 1857. BK G, p. 204. 405 West Main Street

West Main Street
76. Preston Thomas (1814–1877). Lehi, Lot 5, Block 11, with log houses, $200.00, $2,207.00 total consecration. 8 January 1857. BK F, p. 97. 281 West Main Street

186 South, 300 West
77. John Titcomb (1800–1858). Lehi, Lot 1, Block 5, with adobe house, $300.00, $1,150.00 total consecration. 10 January 1857. BK F, p. 122.

37 West, 200 South
78. William Van Dyke (1830–1901). Lehi, Lot 7, Block 1, with adobe house, $200.00, $523.75 total consecration. 30 January 1858. Not found in Utah County book.28

11 West, 200 South
79. Andrew Vince [Moses Andrews Vince] (1809–1859). Lehi, Lot 8, Block 8, $450.00 total consecration. 8 January 1857. BK F, p. 88. 11 West Main Street

216 South, 200 West
80. William Sidney Smith Willes (1819–1871). Lehi, Lot 8, Block 3, with improvements, $700.00, $2,020.00 total consecration. 9 January 1857. BK F, p. 112–113.

168 West, 200 South
81. Thomas Griffin Winn (1829–1904). Lehi, Lot 3, Block 7, with adobe house, $200.00, $666.50 total consecration. 7 January 1857. BK F, p.

80 West, 168 South
82. William Henry Winn (1833–1884). Lehi, no lot or block, $148.00 total consecration. 9 April 1857. BK H, p. 84.

240 South, 100 West
83. Solomon Wixom (1809–1879).29 Lehi, Lot 7 and N1/2 of Lot 8, Block 2, with adobe house, $400.00, $1,308.50 total consecration. 28 January 1857. BK H, p.

36 West, 100 South
84. Georg Gottlieb Zimmermann (1781–1866). Lehi, Lot 2, Block 9, with improvements, $125.00, $443.00 total consecration. 16 January 1857. BK F, p. 169.

88 South, Center Street
85. John Zimmerman (1820–1908). Lehi, Lot 1, Block 9, $125.00, $1,873.00 total consecration. 16 January 1857. BK F, p. 176.
Fort Cabin Occupants

The cabins were arranged end-to-end to form a hollow square in the first of two phases of the fort. Van Wagoner says nearly three hundred settlers occupied sixty cabins, but he names only fifty-three individuals31 on the list corresponding to the numbers (1–85) of the diagram.

East Side (7)North Side (12)West Side (18)South Side (16)
William Goates2. Thomas AshtonJohn AndreasonOrrace Murdock
81. George Zimmerman4. Alfred Bell17. Daniel Cox51. John R. Murdock Sen.
John Zimmerman22. Abel EvansSamuel James50. John Murdock
John Spires23. David Evans38. Samuel James31. Abram Hatch
61. Tunis Rappley14. William Dobson75. Luke Titcomb45. Mrs. Pamelia Lott
Martin BushmanPhilip OlmsteadCharles Partridge45. John S. Lott
John BrownPrime Coleman7. Samuel BriggsIra J. Willes
William ColemanWilliam Goates77. W. S. S. Willes
George Coleman70. Samuel T. Smith44. Abraham Losee
William Burgess12. David ClarkMrs. Lydia Losee
Jehial McConnell57. Canute Peterson68. Joseph Skeens
Joel W. White9. Abraham Brown40. Thomas Skeens
Israel EvansJohn MercerAlonzo D. Rhodes
David Evans69. Joseph J. SmithThomas Karren
Riley Judd84. Daniel S. ThomasJohn Winn
David JuddSamuel HarwoodSilas P. Barnes
John W. NortonDaniel Cox61. Tunis Rappley
Henry NortonOley Ellingson
J. Wiley Norton
David Norton

Closing Notes

Some of the settlers remained in Lehi after their 1856/1857 consecrations were accepted and recorded. The locations of the homes of several of them in later years have been located in other studies.32 Some moved from Lehi. Some moved from the fort in Lehi to other property in Lehi. For example, William Clark moved from the Lot 6 property on Block 16(40) to a home on Lot 4 of the same block some time before he received title to both lots in 1871.

Some of the names absent from the cabins list are absent from the consecration deeds. This could reflect the fact that the individuals left Lehi before the consecration movement began, or that the individuals did not consecrate their property, or that their consecration deeds have not yet been located.

Sixty-eight of the 128 building lots on the sixteen blocks in the fort are represented on the consecration deeds. If 40% of the men in the Lehi settlement consecrated their property, as Arrington says was the estimated percentage of the participation of the men in the Territory, 51 lots should have been claimed on the deeds. It appears that participation in the consecration movement was higher in Lehi than in other parts of the Territory.
Notes

1 This, and similar documents by Wayne E. Clark, are posted at the Lehi Historical Society and Historical Archive Indexes, https://www.lehihistory.com. Thanks to John Knollin Haws Jr. and the other volunteers at the Lehi Historical Society and Archives for encouragement and support, and to Dan Olds for heartily pushing for the search for consecration deeds and for other important historical information. Corrections or additions welcome. wayneeldenclark@gmail.com.

2 Fox, Feramorz Y. (March 1944). The Consecration Movement of the Middle ‘Fifties,’ Improvement Era, 47 (2) February, March 1944: 80–81, 120–21, 124–25, 146–47, 185, 187–88.

3 He wrote that the recorded deeds were to have been sent to the office of the Trustee-in-Trust of the church in Great Salt Lake City. These must include the deeds now preserved in the LDS Church History Library, in Salt Lake City. Consecration Deeds, 1854–1867. One book, Consecration book, circa 1857–1858, Call Number CR 5 53, Identifier CR 5 53/b0001. No. 233, has a list of deeds from throughout the Territory. The original deeds on the printed forms of many are accessible from CR 5 53: Consecration Deeds 1854–1867. For example, the original consecration deed of John Brown is accessed from Deeds, B, #271–288. Fox mentions the existence of two deeds in possession of a man who found them in a rubbish pile.

4 Found in “Book A of Deeds” in the church historians office, and in “Pioneer Records, Salt Lake County Recorder’s Office, p. 249.”

5 p. 120

6 Leonard J. Arrington, Great Basin Kingdom: An Economic History of the Latter-day Saints, 1830–1900, p. 146–147. See also James Naylor Jones, The Utah Valley Home, https://familysearch.org/photos/artifacts/987726. Accessed 15 February, 2017, and Willing Hands: A Biography of Lorenzo Hill Hatch (1826–1910), http://www.b13family.com/html/journal-lorenzo_hatch.htm. Accessed 15 February, 2017.

7 Fox notes that this is an exact count, taken from records in office of the county recorder. He must have seen the copies of the deeds preserved in LDS Conveyance books in the Utah County Office of Land Records, 100 East Center Street, Suite 1300, Provo, Utah 84606. The contents of the books are indexed for electronic searching. Consecration deeds of early Lehi settlers are found in books labelled LDS Church Conveyances, BK C, BK F, and BK H.

8 His consecration was twenty cents below the average, $1,048.70.

9 Ownership and numbers of Lots and Blocks and acreage on various surveys throughout the county are contained in Webb Access to Utah County Land Records – Abstract Images — LDS Church Conveyance. Included are “American Creek Survey 1851,” “American Creek Survey of Farm Land,” 1853–1855, “Upper Dry Creek Survey of Farming Land,” 1853, and “Lake Farm Land.”

10 Presumably the garden plots in 1855/1856 were the same as the ones on later records. The earliest entry in the Utah County abstract book for garden plots for Lehi is for 1 December 1879.

11 Hamilton Gardner, 1913, History of Lehi, Including a Biographical Section, https://archive.org/stream/historyoflehiinc

12 Lehi: Portraits of a Utah Town, https://dcms.lds.org/delivery/DeliveryManagerServlet?dps_pid=IE1023732&from=fnd, accessed 17 November 2016.

13 Hamilton Gardner, 1913, History of Lehi, Including a Biographical Section, p. 158–159.

14 Hamilton Gardner, 1913, History of Lehi, Including a Biographical Section, https://archive.org/stream/historyoflehiinc.

15 Webb Access to Utah County Land Records – Abstract Images — LDS Church Conveyances BK C, BK F, and BK H.

16 Original in LDS Church History Library, CR 5 53, box 2, fd. 16

17 Original in CR 5 53, box 2, fd. 16

18 Original in LDS Church History Library, CR 5 53, box 3, fd. 1

19 Immediately follows the deed of David Evans, dated 10 May 1856, and of Henry C. Norton, dated 7 May [1856].

20 A brother, Jens Peter Folkman (1829–1911), has a son born in Lehi in 1858.

21 Original in LDS Church History Library CR 5 53 box 3, fd. 3

22 Original in LDS Church History Library, CR 5 53, box 3, fd. 3. See also Willing Hands: A Biography of Lorenzo Hill Hatch, 1826–1910, http://www.b13family.com/html/journal-lorenzo_hatch.htm

23 Original in LDS Church History Library, CR 5 53, box 3, fd. 3

24 James McGaw, age 34, was in Ogden, Utah, in the 1860 Census. His wife, Mary Matilda Bassett (1800–1878), age 56, was with him, as was Mary’s mother, Matilda Salter Bassett (1800–1878), age 56, (1837–1906), age 23, and Elias Bassett, age 40. Elias must have been James’s brother in law.

25 This may be listed in error for Lot 6. Lot 8 of Block 2 is also recorded as having been claimed by Solomon Wixom on 28 January 1857. Alternatively Raymond and Wixom could each have occupied 1/2 of Lot 6 in 1857.

26 Immediately follows the deed of David Evans, dated 10 May 1856, and precedes the deeds of Lorenzo Hill Hatch, dated 11 April 1856, and of Henry C. Norton, dated 7 May [1856].

27 See Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, Joseph Robinson, https://history.lds.org/overlandtravel/pioneers/17621923085049108012/joseph-robinson. Accessed 1 March 2017.

28 See Biography of Joseph Morgan Wixom, https://familysearch.org/photos/artifacts/999379. Accessed 1 March 2017.

29 This figure includes $1000.00 listed by John Brown for his wife’s slave girl. See Consecration, Reformation, and “One African Servant Girl” in Lehi, Utah, https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B5wDxipAGQN2a0libjFK1d2VEME0/view?usp=sharing

31 Lehi: Portraits of a Utah Town, https://dcms.lds.org/delivery/DeliveryManagerServlet?dps_pid=IE1023732&from=fnd, accessed 17 November 2016, p. 4–5, citing Andrew Field, “Notes.” Courtesy Leona Noyes, Lehi Library/Archives. Tunis Rappley is listed on both the East and South sides of the fort.

32 A subsequent study of the consecration deeds combined with the 1860 Census and other sources of information resulted in a more complete picture of the Lehi City fort in the years following the issuance of the deeds. Mormon Pioneers in Lehi, Utah Territory, 1854–1871, https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B5wDxipAGQN2YzRBczAxMjlhsVFU/view?usp=sharing

33 The Old Fort Wall, a Herd of Cows, and a Near and Dear Neighbor in Lehi, Utah, https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B5wDxipAGQN2a0libjFK1d2VEME0/view?usp=sharing


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For more on William Sharp and his descendants, and on the Plain City families whose Lehi roots are documented in Clark’s consecration list, see:

Sharp-Bailey Wedding — William and Mary Ann’s story
Sharp-Stoker Wedding — Milo Riley Sharp and his family
History of Plain City — a multi-part series on Plain City’s founding families and history
1895 Plain City Student Body — the children of Plain City’s founding generation, including Delwin Sharp and the Skeen, Maw, and Folkman families
Sharp Family History Outreach — the broader Sharp family history and connections

Wayne E. Clark, Lehi, Utah, 2017. Part of the Wayne E. Clark Collection at the Lehi Historical Society and Archives, https://www.lehihistory.com. Contact: wayneeldenclark@gmail.com. Corrections or additions welcome.

Sons of Joseph and Isabella Carlisle

Standing (l-r): Frank Carlisle, Harve Carlisle. Sitting: Fred Carlisle, Joe Carlisle, Jim Carlisle.

I thought I would share this photo because I have it and do not know how many others do. This is the five sons of Isabella Sharp and Joseph Carlisle. Isabella is the sister to my William Sharp, who I have written about previously at this link: Sharp-Bailey Wedding. Here are some of the details of the family, but I do not really know much more. They have a pretty large family with plenty of family historians so I will let them write the Carlisle history (which I know they have probably already done).

Joseph Carlisle was born 21 July 1826 in Sherwood on the Hill, Nottinghamshire, England and died 17 March 1912 in Millcreek, Salt Lake, Utah.

Isabella Sharp was born in December 1831 in Misson, Nottinghamshire, England and died 29 March 1904 in Millcreek, Salt Lake, Utah. Her christening record, dated January 1832, establishes 1831 as her birth year. Both her Deseret News obituary and the In Memoriam published at the time of her death recorded her birth date as 21 December 1832 — the year is contradicted by the christening record, and whether the day was the 21st or 22nd remains to be confirmed by further research. Her parents were Thomas Sharp and Elizabeth Cartwright Sharp. If you search her brother, mentioned above, you can read more about her parents and family.

Misson is a small village and civil parish in Nottinghamshire, England, situated on the River Idle approximately one and a half miles from the Yorkshire boundary and three miles east-northeast of Bawtry. The village’s ancient name appears in historical records as “Mysen” or “Misne,” both of Danish origin, suggesting the area was first settled by Danes who came up the Trent valley to Gainsborough and then followed the River Idle inland. Until 1886 the parish straddled the Nottinghamshire-Lincolnshire boundary, when it was ordered placed entirely within the Bassetlaw division of Nottinghamshire. It was in this quiet fenland village, near the meeting point of three counties, that Isabella Sharp was born.

The Sharp family emigrated to America aboard the ship James Pennell, which sailed from Liverpool on 2 October 1850 under the direction of Christopher Layton and William L. Cutler, carrying 291 Latter-day Saint passengers. After a difficult voyage that included a severe storm near the mouth of the Mississippi that disabled the ship and nearly exhausted the provisions on board, the James Pennell arrived at New Orleans on 23 November 1850. The passengers then continued up the Mississippi River to St. Louis, where they found employment and shelter for the winter. The passenger manifest confirms Elizabeth Cartwright Sharp (age 45), William Sharp (age 24), Isabella Sharp (age 19), Elizabeth Sharp (age 26), and James Sharp (age 10) all traveled together on this voyage. The account of the voyage is preserved at Saints by Sea.

Isabella’s mother, Elizabeth Cartwright Sharp, died in St. Louis on 17 February 1851, just months after their arrival. Isabella remained in St. Louis, was baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, and married Joseph Carlisle there on 18 May 1853. That same month her brother William departed St. Louis with the Moses Clawson Company, arriving in Salt Lake Valley in September 1853. Joseph and Isabella followed, also traveling with the Moses Clawson Company, and settled first in Millcreek, Salt Lake County.

The Deseret News of 31 March 1904 reported her passing under the headline “Early Settler Dead: Mrs. Isabella S. Carlisle Goes the Way of All the Just.” The notice recorded that she was born in Misson, England, 21 December 1832, emigrated to Utah in 1851 [she arrived in America in November 1850 but did not reach Utah until September 1853], and passed away at her home in Mill Creek on Tuesday last after a well-spent life of nearly 72 years. She became a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in 1850 and endured with patience and fortitude all the hardships incident to the settlement of these valleys. The funeral was held from the Mill Creek Ward house on Friday at 12 o’clock noon.

An In Memoriam published at the same time recorded that Sister Carlisle was one of the first to join the Relief Society when it was organized in the ward in 1863, and was a great support to it financially. She served as presiding teacher in the third district for twenty-one years, and as first counselor in the Primary Association, third district. She was honorably released by Bishop James C. Hamilton. The funeral was held at the Mill Creek Ward house, where a large concourse of friends met to pay their last respects, Bishop Hamilton presiding. She was interred in the Mill Creek Cemetery.

In December 1933, three of Isabella’s sons — Joseph R. Carlisle, James S. Carlisle, and Harvey C. Carlisle — wrote to LDS Church President Heber J. Grant requesting reinstatement by proxy of their Uncle William Sharp and his wife Mary Ann Sharp, who had been excommunicated from the Church on 31 January 1879. President Grant consented by letter dated 16 December 1933, authorizing proxy baptism and, if applicable, restoration of endowments and sealing through Elder George F. Richards, President of the Salt Lake Temple. The letter was addressed care of Mrs. James S. Thompson — confirming that Annie Thompson, whose 1957 history of Elizabeth Cartwright Sharp appears elsewhere on Sagacity, was the daughter of James S. Carlisle.

Joseph and Isabella were married 18 May 1853 in St. Louis, St. Louis, Missouri.

Joseph Richard Carlisle was born 19 December 1854 in Millcreek and died 2 April 1935 in Salt Lake City. He married Lily Naomi Titcomb 29 November 1883 in Salt Lake City in the Endowment House.

Isabella Jane Carlisle was born 12 April 1857 in Salt Lake City and died 1 April 1928 in Salt Lake City. She married Joseph William Walters 3 January 1875 in the Endowment House.

Thomas Matthew Carlisle was born 12 April 1857 in Salt Lake City and died 10 March 1869 in Millcreek.

James Sharp Carlisle was born 4 September 1859 in Millcreek and died 2 December 1938 in Millcreek. He married Keturah White 11 February 1885 in Logan, Cache, Utah in the Logan Temple.

Ezra Taylor Carlisle was born 14 August 1861 in Millcreek and died 12 February 1862 in Millcreek.

Elizabeth Ann Carlisle was born 24 November 1862 in Millcreek and died 6 November 1881 in Millcreek. She was engaged to marry John Calder Mackay and obviously died before that marriage could take place. On 21 December 1881 in St. George, Washington, Utah Isabella performed Elizabeth’s eternal ordinances in the St. George Temple. Isabella also stood in as proxy as Elizabeth was sealed to John Mackay, who accompanied Isabella to St. George.

William Frederick Carlisle was born 14 November 1864 in Millcreek and died 5 January 1922 in Millcreek. He married Sarah Ann Rogers 23 December 1897 in the Salt Lake Temple.

Harvey Cartwright Carlisle was born 22 September 1866 in Millcreek and died 3 July 1935 in Holladay, Salt Lake, Utah. He married Lucy Carline Cahoon 21 January 1891 in the Logan Temple. After her death he married Amelia Annie Towler 16 January 1901 in the Salt Lake Temple. After her death he married Emily Steven McDonald 19 July 1923 in the Salt Lake Temple.

Herbert Towle Carlisle was born 23 August 1868 in Millcreek and died 25 October 1870 in Millcreek.

Orman Carlisle was born 8 May 1871 in Millcreek and died 9 May 1871 in Millcreek.

Carrie Brown Carlisle was born 18 November 1872 in Millcreek and died 15 July 1873 in Millcreek.

Ether Franklin Carlisle was born 11 September 1873 in Millcreek and died 4 May 1915 in Salt Lake City. He married Maude Miller Harman 10 November 1897 in the Salt Lake Temple.

Rosamond Pearl Carlisle was born 29 July 1875 in Millcreek and died 13 June 1921 in Murray, Salt Lake, Utah. She married Uriah George Miller 19 February 1902 in the Salt Lake Temple.

The family certainly lost quite a few children. But all those who lived to marry did so in an LDS temple, or its equivalent at the time.

For more on the Sharp family and Plain City’s founding generation, see:

Sharp-Bailey Wedding — William Sharp and Mary Ann Bailey
Elizabeth Cartwright Sharp — Isabella’s mother, written by Annie Thompson
James Sharp — Isabella’s brother who remained in St. Louis
Early Settlers in Lehi, Utah, before Plain City, Utah — Wayne E. Clark’s research including William Sharp (no. 68)
History of Plain City — Plain City’s founding families

The England Fire of 1974

Plain City, Weber County, Utah is not a place that conjures images of billion-dollar industries. Its name suggests modesty, and its streets deliver on that promise — quiet fields, small farms, and houses set back from roads that run straight and flat through Weber County. There is substantial residential development in the past two decades. Even then, this small town produced a remarkable concentration of American transportation entrepreneurial energy. At the center of it stands one man: Chester Rodney England.

When a fire consumed Chester’s lumber yard on the evening of 6 April 1974, his neighbors rose to defend him to allow him to rebuild. Among those neighbors were my grandparents, Milo and Gladys Ross. What they did in the weeks that followed is documented below — eight pages of signatures collected on lumber yard estimate forms, a newspaper clipping, and a typed petition text. This post tells the story behind those pages.

Chester and Maude

Chester Rodney England was born 12 November 1896 in Plain City to William and Ismelda Thueson England. He grew up there, attended Weber Academy, and in 1916 married Maude Vivian Knight — a Plain City girl herself, born in August 1897. One month after their marriage, Chester received a mission call to the Southern States. He was set apart on 5 December 1916 by Apostle Anthony W. Ivins and left his new bride on 6 December 1916, serving for two years. He returned to find Utah in the grip of the 1918 influenza epidemic, his wife under quarantine, and her sister Elizabeth Knight Ericson dead. His mother was also ill, and he spent a week with his aunt Laura England before he could be with his family.

Chester wrote his own history late in life, and his voice is direct. After the mission he worked at the Amalgamated Sugar factory, farmed through the winters, bought a small Ford truck, and began hauling produce to the stores up through Cache Valley. “I found I could make more money doing this than farming,” he wrote, “so I turned the farm back to my father.” On 24 October 1919, his first son, Eugene Knight England, was born in Ogden. On 6 March 1923, his second son, William Knight England, followed. Two daughters, Rosemary and Carol, completed the family.

Milo James Ross
Milo James Ross (1921–2014)

In 1924 the Weber Central Dairy Association organized and asked for bids to truck milk from the dairymen into the dairy on 19 Washington Boulevard in Ogden. Chester submitted his bid, was accepted, and trucked the first load. He delivered milk in the morning and hauled potatoes up through Cache Valley in the afternoon. Gene and Bill grew up in the business. During summers Chester took them along on the long hauls, building a shelf of boxes out from the cab seat so they could nap on the road. He made sure they always had a bottle of pop at each stop.

During World War II, while Gene and Bill served in the military, Chester hauled Mexican bananas coming into the country at El Paso, Texas, distributing them throughout Utah. Gene served in the 77th Infantry Division at Okinawa, earning the Bronze Star for crawling under fire to drag a wounded soldier to safety — 129 men went up to the escarpment, 27 came back after 72 hours. Bill served in the Air Force in the Philippine Islands from 1943 to 1946. The two brothers found each other on Cebu using a coded letter — Gene had written his middle initial as “B” to signal his location — and Bill arrived with a mattress, making Gene the only man in his division sleeping on something other than a canvas cot. A letter written from the Hotel Keystone in San Diego in May 1946 — Chester on the road at age 49 — gives a picture of those years on the home front. He writes to his wife about a load of bananas, his plans to buy a semi-trailer, and his satisfaction that Gene and Bill are doing well.

Shortly after their return from service, Gene and Bill joined Chester hauling produce. Their first postwar hauls included lumber from Oregon back to Utah, and it was that trade that gave the family firsthand knowledge of the lumber market. The first diesel truck — a used 1940 Kenworth conventional — was purchased during this period. As the business grew, the company also ran two packing sheds and a storage facility for Idaho potatoes at its peak. Around 1957, an unforeseen change in the potato hauling market prompted Gene and Bill to file applications for ICC licenses to haul all kinds of freight, opening an entirely new range of products and geographic lanes. That same year, C.R. England offered 72-hour coast-to-coast service, the first such offering available to American shippers. The first trip east was made by driver Robert Gould in a new 1959 Kenworth, tractor number 17, hauling produce from California to Philadelphia.

In the 1950s Chester stepped back from trucking, leaving Gene and Bill to run what had become C.R. England & Sons. He returned his attention to Plain City. As he wrote: “Our sons retired me from C.R. England & Sons so I started building homes on our property in Plain City. I soon decided I needed a lumber yard if I was going to continue to build. In 1960 I built a lumber yard on the property just west of the home we had sold.” The family’s years hauling lumber from Oregon had given Chester intimate knowledge of the lumber trade, and that knowledge informed the decision. He built three homes on adjacent property and sold them to Keith Lund, Ray Cottle, and Blaine Gibson. He built 25 homes in Plain City and many others throughout Weber County. He built a 12-unit apartment complex in Roy. He took second mortgages from young couples who could not otherwise buy. “It was a great satisfaction to have young couples come and tell me they would never have bought their homes without my help,” he wrote.

Maude was with him through all of it. Born in Plain City in August 1897, she never really left. She served as president of the Plain City Primary, held positions in the Relief Society throughout her life, and attended the Ogden Temple with Chester twice a week when they could manage it. She died in Plain City on 12 February 1982, having lived there her entire 84 years. Chester moved to Salt Lake City after her death and died there on 5 January 1989. He is buried beside her in Plain City Cemetery.

The Sugar Factory

The sugar factory was woven into both families long before the fire. The Amalgamated Sugar Company plant at Wilson Lane, just south of Plain City, was one of the economic anchors of Weber County from the early twentieth century onward. Plain City farmers hauled beets to the rail dumps each fall for decades; the railroad that came to Plain City in 1909 arrived largely to move beet cars to that factory. Chester England worked at the sugar factory himself after returning from his mission in late 1918, spending two winters there before he turned to farming and then trucking.

Milo’s father, John “Jack” Ross, worked for Amalgamated Sugar much of his adult life, following the company between its Ogden, Burley, and Paul, Idaho plants as work demanded. That movement accounts for the geography of the Ross children: Milo was born in Plain City in 1921, his brother Paul born in the town of Paul, Idaho in 1922, and Harold born in Burley in 1924. Amalgamated Sugar built its Paul factory in 1917, and families from the Plain City area followed the work north. The factory experienced difficult early years — a postwar agricultural depression after World War I, and then the beet leafhopper blight that devastated crops through the 1920s and into the 1930s — but it survived to become, in time, the largest sugarbeet processing facility in the world. Chester England and Jack Ross were contemporaries who had worked for the same company in the same corner of northern Utah before either of them had settled into the lives their families would remember them by. For more on the sugar factory’s role in Plain City’s history, see History of Plain City Pt. 1.

The Cradle of American Trucking

Chester England’s 1920 Model T purchase was the seed of something considerably larger than one family’s business. Four major American trucking companies trace their origins directly to Plain City, and all four connect back to Chester. The Standard-Examiner and C.R. England’s own history have documented this story in detail.

C.R. England & Sons grew steadily through the postwar decades into one of the largest refrigerated carriers in the United States, eventually operating a fleet approaching 4,000 trucks and headquartered in Salt Lake City. Gene England served as president of the company well into his later years, still coming into the office daily at age 88. He died on 13 November 2024 at the age of 105. Bill England, who married Fern Hadley — a Plain City Hadley, the same family that signed the petition — died on 28 March 2018 at age 95. He spent his last ten years without sight but maintained, as his family recorded, an extraordinary optimism throughout. He entitled his life history “It Is As Good As It Gets.”

Carl Moyes had driven trucks for C.R. England in his younger years. In the late 1950s, Carl and his wife Betty started B&C Truck Leasing in Plain City. In 1966, when their son Jerry graduated from Weber State College, the family moved to Phoenix, Arizona and formed the company that would eventually become Swift Transportation — for many years the largest truckload carrier in the United States. Jerry Moyes later observed that he liked to say there was “diesel in the water” in Plain City, and that the people there were conceived in sleeper cabs.

In 1990, brothers Kevin and Keith Knight and their cousins Randy and Gary Knight left Swift to found Knight Transportation. All four had grown up in Plain City and gotten their start working for the Moyes family’s Swift Transportation. The Knights were also related to Maude Knight, who had married Chester England in 1916, making them family to the man who started the Plain City trucking tradition. Knight Transportation started with five trucks; four years after going public the company had between 250 and 300. Knight and Swift announced a merger in April 2017, creating Knight-Swift Transportation, valued at an estimated $5 billion with approximately 23,000 tractors and 77,000 trailers.

In 1976, Jeff England — Gene’s oldest son and Chester’s grandson — bought his first truck while still working at C.R. England as an owner-operator, initially under the name “Pride of England Enterprises.” In 1979, with three trucks and a haul contract moving produce from California to New York, he left the family firm to go fully independent. His wife Pat was his partner from the beginning. In the early 1980s he assembled a group of investors, purchased ten more trucks, and rebranded as Pride Transport Inc. By 2017 the company operated a fleet of 500 trucks. In 2012 Jeff passed ownership to his son Jay England. Jeff England said of his decision to leave: “I felt that I needed to do my own thing.” He was 76 at the time of that interview and still driving a truck a couple of times a month.

The fuel infrastructure serving these fleets also has roots in this region. O. Jay Call, who came to Willard, Utah in the mid-1960s, founded Flying J in 1968, naming it for his love of flying, and built it into the largest retailer of diesel fuel in North America. His uncle, Reuel Call, had founded Maverik convenience stores in 1928 in Afton, Wyoming. FJ Management acquired Maverik in 2012. The Call family’s fuel network and the England-Moyes-Knight trucking empire developed in the same northern Utah environment across the same decades.

In September 2022, representatives of all four trucking firms gathered at Peery’s Egyptian Theater in Ogden for the premiere of a documentary about their shared origins. Gene England, then 102 years old, was present on stage alongside Jeff and Dan England, Jerry Moyes, and Kevin Knight.

The Fire

On the evening of 6 April 1974, Chester England went over to open up the lumber yard. He was 77 years old.

He described what followed in his own autobiography:

As I opened the office door, the place exploded and was engulfed with flames. It had been smoldering during the night. We do not know what caused it but it burned everything. I ran in to get the invoices but the ceiling began falling and burned holes in my jacket so I could have lost my life. This was a terrible experience watching everything you have worked hard for go up in flames. I was down in bed for 10 days from shock. We had insurance on it but I had been buying so much merchandise that the insurance didn’t begin to pay for the loss. I appreciated the fire department and the ward members who worked so hard to help. It took many weeks after to clean up. My family thought I should retire and not build it up again. However, I knew I wouldn’t be happy without something to do so I started rebuilding as soon as I could.

The 1977 History of Plain City records the fire at “England Builder’s Lumber Company” and gives the date as April 6, 1975. That date appears to be a transcription error in the town history; Chester’s own autobiography gives 6 April 1974, and that account is the primary source. The fire also destroyed the adjacent Leigh Archery Company, operated by LeGrande Leigh and Robert Jones. The insurance fell short. Chester was 77 and his family urged him to retire. He refused.

Plain City Will Consider Future of the Lumberyard

A newspaper clipping, attached to the first petition page, reported what happened next:

PLAIN CITY — The City Council here will hold a special session May 9 at 8 p.m. to make a decision on requests to rebuild a lumberyard and business destroyed by fire.

Requests that the city permit reconstruction of the lumberyard and Leigh Archery Co. came from Chester England and LeGrande Leigh and Robert Jones.

The council reported, however, that there have been some objections from citizens who do not want to see the lumber operation reestablished.

It also was reported there have been some questions as to the nature of the archery business being conducted. It has not been determined whether it is a commercial business or a manufacturing operation.

The requests to rebuild have been referred to the city planning commission for its recommendation. The recommendation is expected to be received prior to the May 9 meeting. All interested citizens are invited to attend the meeting which will be held in the City Hall.

The council also will consider various projects the city can carry out under the Utah Extension Service Program. Ronald Bouk of the service outlined various programs cities such as Plain City can conduct that may bring it awards and other benefits. The city must make application for such projects by May 31.

Some citizens did not want Chester to rebuild. And so his neighbors organized.

Milo and Gladys Ross

Milo and Gladys Ross
Milo and Gladys Ross, 30 May 1942

Milo James Ross (1921–2014) was born 4 February 1921 in a log cabin just north of Plain City. His mother, Ethel Sharp Ross, died of puerperal septicemia in August 1925 when Milo was four years old, leaving three surviving boys. Milo went to live with his Uncle Ed Sharp, Harold with Uncle Dale Sharp. They were raised in separate homes within a few blocks of one another in Plain City, the extended Sharp family absorbing the loss. For more on the Sharp family’s tragedies, see Sharp Tragedies.

Milo grew up working Ed Sharp’s farm — tending onions, hauling salt from the flats at Promontory, doing whatever needed doing. He played baseball with the Plain City Farm Bureau team and attended Weber High School.

Plain City baseball team
Plain City baseball team. Back (l-r): William Freestone (manager), Norman Carver, Glen Charlton, Fred Singleton, Elmer Singleton (1918–1996). Middle: Clair Folkman, Dick Skeen, Albert Sharp, Abe Maw, Milo Ross. Front: F. Skeen, Walt Moyes, Arnold Taylor, Lynn Stewart, Theron Rhead. See also: Plain City Hurler.
1937 Plain City Baseball Champions
1937 Plain City Baseball Champions. Back (l-r): Ben Van Shaar, Ervin Heslop, Ellis Stewart, Kenneth Taylor, Don Gibson, John Reese. Middle: Frank Hadley, Howard Wayment, Wayne Rose, Ray Charlton. Front: Keith Hodson, Howard Hunt, Wayne Carver, Lyle Thompson, Milo Ross.

In 1940 Milo met Gladys Maxine Donaldson (1921–2004) at a Plain City celebration. They married on 4 April 1942. Six months later Milo enlisted in the Army. He served in the 33rd Infantry Division, 130th Regiment, Company C, trained in weapons and earned expert ranking. He arrived in Hawaii on 4 July 1943 — the same day his son, Milo Paul, was born in Utah, a son he would not meet for three years. He fought through the jungles of New Guinea and the Philippines and was present at the Japanese surrender at Luzon in June 1945. He received two Purple Hearts and the Silver Star. His company received a Presidential Citation for outstanding performance during the seizure of Hill X in the Bilbil Mountain Province. For more on Milo’s military service, see Milo James Ross Military Medals and his 1997 oral history interview.

Milo Ross in uniform
Milo Ross in uniform at Fort Lewis, Washington

He came home and went to work as a contractor and builder, eventually building and remodeling hundreds of homes throughout Utah, mostly in Weber County. That work is why, when the time came to gather signatures for Chester England, he had a pad of lumber yard estimate forms at hand. They were his working tools. He pressed them into service as petition pages.

Milo knew Chester England personally. A childhood photograph survives showing Milo alongside Harold Ross, Howard Hunt, Josephine Sharp, and Janelle England on horseback — the England and Ross and Sharp children together in the neighborhood as naturally as their parents moved among one another. In his 1997 oral history interview, Milo recalled Chester among the Plain City men who had struggled during the Depression years, when banks failed and farms were lost. Chester was woven into Milo’s memory of Plain City going back to his earliest years.

On Horse l-r: Harold Ross, Howard Hunt, Milo Ross, Josephine Sharp (arm only), Janelle England, Eddie Sharp. In front l-r: Ruby Sharp, Lucille Maw, and Milo Riley Sharp.

The Petition

The typed text at the center of the petition read:

We the citizens of Plain City feel that Chester England should be allowed to rebuild his lumber yard. Since when do you kick a man when he is down/ Lets stand together and help Chester England when he needs a friend.

The headers on the petition pages identify the organizers: “By Gladys and Milo Ross — To Help Mr. England — Rebuild Back Up.” The forms were passed through the community in the weeks leading up to the May 9 city council meeting. One page was circulated by Joan Jenkins.

My father, Milo Paul Ross, had worked for Chester England as a teenager. He and his first wife, Victoria “Vicki” Feldtman (1945–2018) — married 5 March 1963 — both signed the petition. For more on Vicki, see Vicki’s Class Pictures. My grandfather Harold Ross also signed. The Sharp cousins — W.A. Sharp and Florence Sharp, children of the family that had raised Milo and Harold — signed as well. Maude K. England and Chester R. England signed the petition themselves.

Among the more than 340 signers, the connections to Plain City’s history run deep. The Moyes family signed in force — the same family whose son Carl had driven trucks for Chester England and whose grandson Jerry would found Swift Transportation. The Knights signed — relatives of Maude Knight England and future founders of Knight Transportation. Elmer Singleton (1918–1996), the Plain City baseball legend who pitched in the major leagues for five teams over fifteen years, signed with his wife Elsie. Cherrill Palmer Knight (1931–2021), who had served as Plain City City Recorder and was the daughter of Vern and Viola Palmer — also signers — added her name alongside her husband Thayne (1931–2018). Roxey R. Heslop, who contributed the school and cemetery histories to the 1977 Plain City history book, also signed. Hildor England (1896–1983), born Johnson, who married into the England family, signed as well. Gordon C. Orton (1924–2008), a Plain City general contractor and World War II veteran who served in the Philippines, New Guinea, and Okinawa, signed with his wife Leone. Vernal Moyes, who had served as a Plain City councilman, signed alongside his family.

The 1977 History of Plain City records the outcome: “Builders Bargain Center, formerly England’s Builders. This business was started and run by Chester England for many years.” Chester rebuilt. The community’s voice prevailed. For more on Plain City’s history, see the Plain City series on Sagacity.

Circle A Construction

Milo Paul Ross and Larry Aslett
Milo Paul Ross and Larry Aslett

My father’s career at Circle A Construction was built substantially on the same industry that had shaped the England and Ross families in Plain City. Circle A, founded in 1952 in Jerome, Idaho by Marvin Aslett, hauled sugar beets for Amalgamated Sugar for most of its operating history. For roughly 34 years, from around 1971 until Circle A transferred the Paul operations to AgExpress in 2004, my father supervised beet hauls across the Magic Valley, from the fields to the Amalgamated dumps at Paul and elsewhere across southern Idaho — the same plants Jack Ross had worked in a generation before.

Marvin Aslett and Milo Paul Ross
Marvin Aslett and Milo Paul Ross at Milo’s 20-year service recognition, 1990. See: Circle A Construction Honors.
Circle A truck in Paul parade
Circle A Construction truck in the Paul, Idaho parade, about 1985. See: Circle A Construction Trucks.

Marvin’s sons Larry and Steve Aslett ran the company alongside my father for decades. We called Larry “Uncle Larry” growing up. The Asletts took us to roundups in Mackay, to ranch country above White Knob. I worked for Circle A myself from 1993 through 1998. My first job in 1994 was washing and waxing trucks at the old Hynes beet dump in Paul after harvest. Jack Ross had worked for Amalgamated Sugar in Paul in the 1920s. My father hauled beets to Amalgamated in Paul for three decades. Circle A’s beet hauls fed the same company in the same town across three generations of this family’s working life.

Circle A trucks in front of Idaho Capitol
Circle A Construction trucks in front of the Idaho State Capitol, 2000

The Petition Pages

Below are all eight pages of the petition as collected by Milo and Gladys Ross in the spring of 1974.

Complete List of Signers

Names marked with an asterisk (*) represent uncertain readings of the cursive originals. Dates are given where confirmed through research. This list was transcribed from handwritten signatures; corrections and additions are welcome.

Adams, Alice
Adams, Allene C.
Adams, Calvin Rex
Allen, Jeanine
Alsup, Marguerete W.*
Alsup, Phil S.
Amussen, Doris Maw
Amussen, Richard W.
Ashdown, Rex R.
Ashdown, Virginia
Bacon, R.A.
Baker, Dean A.
Baker, Penny
Baker, Tom D.
Baker, Vivian
Beeler, Diana
Beeler, Jack
Beutler, Kandis C.
Beutler, Lloyd J.
Bingham, Dee
Bingham, Evelyn
Bingham, Farrell J.
Bingham, Junior D.
Bingham, Lorene
Bingham, Zona F.
Brown, Donna
Brown, Robert
Bullock, Duane
Bullock, Joyce W.
Bunn, Carol
Bunn, John H.
Burr, Adle R.
Burr, Arnold K.
Burr, Kenna F.
Burr, Lester
Burr, Roy D.
Butler, Donnette R.
Butler, Kenneth L.
Butterfield, Judy*
Calvert, Elaine
Calvert, Kent W.
Carver, Brent
Carver, Harold C.
Carver, Jane
Carver, Liland
Carver, Theone
Chase, Dannell
Chase, Ladd
Chase, LaRene G.
Chase, Norma P.
Child, Melvin E.
Chournas, Beverly*
Chournas, Chris*
Christensen, Barbara
Christensen, Darrell
Christensen, Ivan
Christensen, Ken
Christensen, Margaret
Christensen, Ted
Cliften, Elaine
Cliften, Robert
Close, Tom*
Cook, Dee
Cook, George
Cook, Harvey
Cook, Jennie
Cook, LaRae
Cook, Lyman H.
Corey, Dean
Corey, Fae
Costley, Elsie
Costley, Paul
Cowell, Florence
Crook, Carlene
Crook, Lane
Daley, Kenneth*
Daley, Thora
Dall, Kathie*
Davidson, Donna
Davidson, Kathy
Davidson, Marland L.
DeVries, Norm
Donaldson, Betty M.
Donaldson, David
East, Ava M.
East, Donald
East, Jimmy K.
Eddy, Beverly
Eddy, Max
Ellis, Carole
Ellis, Diana
Ellis, Donald B.
Ellis, Glen
Ellis, Janet
Ellis, Lynn
Ellis, Ray
England, Boyce
England, Chester R. (1896–1989)
England, Hildor (1896–1983)
England, Marvel S.
England, Maude K. (1897–1982)
England, Merlin
England, Mona
England, Orel W.
Eskelson, David Lon
Etherington, John E.
Etherington, Nelda
Fisher, Dorothy K.
Fisher, Robert W.
Folkman, Andrea
Folkman, Carl
Folkman, Clair
Folkman, Clara
Folkman, Cliff
Folkman, Jim
Folkman, LeRoy
Folkman, Norma
Folkman, Robert L.
Folkman, Viola
Foremaster, Bonne*
Foremaster, Pete
Fuller, Mary Lynn
Fuller, Rex
Fuhriman, Viola
Gallegos, Edith
Gee, Vilate
Giles, Lewis
Giles, Lucille
Grieve, Claramae
Grieve, Paul
Haas, Julie
Hadley, Barbara
Hadley, Connie
Hadley, Devaine
Hadley, Doug
Hadley, Gordon
Hadley, Howard
Hadley, Janet
Hadley, Karma W.*
Hadley, LaVirra*
Hadley, Lenora
Hadley, Mary Fee*
Hamp, Beth
Hansen, Gaylen G.
Hansen, Loren M.
Hansen, Nancy
Havseler/Tesseder, Christine*
Haws, Arlene
Haws, Darwin C.
Haws, Varnell
Heslop, Roxey R.
Higley, Shirley
Higley, Willard J.
Hill, Gary
Hill, Kae
Hipwell, Elmer
Hipwell, Joanne
Hipwell, Rosetta
Hobson, Connie
Hobson, Jack
Hodson, Delbert
Hodson, Lyle M.
Hodson, Mr. Ivan
Hodson, Ms. Ivan
Holmes, Doug
Holmes, Joanne
Hori, Nancy
Hori, Sam
Howard, Virgie
Howell, Kent*
Howell, Peggy J.
Hunt, Jan
Hurst, Vick*
Imlay, Nancy
Imlay, Terrence
Jackson, David W.
Jackson, George
Jackson, Mrs. George
Jackson, Mrs. Keith
Jackson, Keith
Jenkins, Ellen W.
Jenkins, Genevieve
Jenkins, Joan
Jenkins, JoAnn
Jenkins, Joyce
Jenkins, Quentin M.
Jenkins, Ronald
Jensen, Blaine R.
Jensen, Joyce
Jensen, June B.*
Jensen, Kit O.
Johansen, Barry L.
Johansen, Carol
Johnson, Judy B.
Johnson, Randy
Johnson, Rex L.
Jolly, Grace
Jolly, L.M.*
Jones, Kathy
Jones, Robert
Kapp, Clara Jean
Kapp, Leon
Kawa, Grant D.
Kelley, Bertha
Kelley, Gail
Kelley, Jesse R.
Kelley, Leona
Kennedy, Hazel
Kishimoto, Lorn
Knight, Argus*
Knight, Arson*
Knight, Cherrill (1931–2021)
Knight, Thayne E. (1931–2018)
Lakey, Dixie
Lakey, Tom
Large, Fred*
Large, Kay*
Larkin, Wade R.
Laub, William R.
Lord, Clarendon “Gene” (1929–2015)
Lord, Cline
Lund, Elizabeth
Lund, Eugene
Lund, Keith
Lund, Pearl
Mace, Rieths*
Mahoney, Kathryn
Mahnke, Eugene
Mahnke, Laura
Maw, Abram E.
Maw, Floy A.
Maw, Karen
Maw, Monna B.
Maw, Norma Jean
Maw, R. John
McFarland, Fenton
McMillan, Nola L.*
McMillan, Thomas A.*
Merrill, Paul O.*
Mikkelsen, Leo
Mikkelsen, Renee
Miller, Clarence
Miller, Ranae
Miller, Thomas A.
Miller, Veda L.
Moyes, Beverly
Moyes, Dale L.
Moyes, Edna
Moyes, Elaine
Moyes, Elbert
Moyes, Fentis*
Moyes, Ivan
Moyes, Juanita
Moyes, Kay H.
Moyes, LuJean
Moyes, Lynn V.
Moyes, Mable
Moyes, Orin
Moyes, Vernal
Nash, Augusta R.
Neff, Mr. Wayne
Neff, Ms. Wayne
North, Janet
North, Rick
Olofson, Mary L.
Olofson, Robert L.
Olsen, Ian*
Olsen, Mary
Olsen, Ron
Olsen, Yvonne
Orton, Gordon C. (1924–2008)
Orton, Leone
Overman, Curt
Painter, Cleo
Painter, Lee
Palmer, Douglas
Palmer, Lawrence
Palmer, Susanne
Palmer, Thelma H.
Palmer, Vern
Palmer, Viola (1908–2009)
Post, Bessie
Post, Judy O.
Poulsen, Bernard
Poulsen, Nora
Rasmussen, Don J.
Rasmussen, MaryLynn
Reese, J.D.
Rhead, Bonnie
Rhead, Steve
Rhead, Theron
Rhead, Vivian
Ritz, Mark
Robins, Jay*
Robins, Mildred
Robson, Amy
Roddomy, Ronald*
Rogers, Dennis O.
Rogers, Shareen
Roper, Mr. Rodney
Roper, Mrs. Rodney
Ross, Gladys (1921–2004) — organizer
Ross, Harold
Ross, Milo James (1921–2014) — organizer
Ross, Paul M.
Ross, Vicki (1945–2018)
Russell, Joe
Russell, Shirley
Sargent, Evona
Sargent, Kent
Saunders, Carl R.
Searcy, Hazel
Searcy, Kenneth J.
Seegmiller, Dale
Seegmiller, Marie F.
Sharp, Florence
Sharp, Laurel
Sharp, W.A.
Shaw, Jerrell B.
Shaw, Phyllis
Simpson, Archie W.*
Simpson, Florence
Singleton, Elmer (1918–1996)
Singleton, Elsie (–1988)
Singleton, VaCona
Skeen, Archie
Skeen, Charles
Skeen, Dick
Skeen, Lorraine
Skeen, Luella
Skeen, Wayne
Smith, LaWanna R.
Smith, Vernon J.
Sneddon, Dennis
Sorensen, Gordon A.
Sorensen, Karma
Sparks, Mildred
Stagge, Floyd
Stagge, Myrle
Statler, Lynda
Statler, Richard
Stevens, Debra
Stevens, Gwen C.
Stevens, John W.
Tafoya, Arthur
Tafoya, Via
Taylor, Alice
Taylor, Annette
Taylor, Call
Taylor, Clare
Taylor, Edna
Taylor, Elma
Taylor, Elvin L. (1920–2004)
Taylor, Elizabeth
Taylor, Fern
Taylor, Frances
Taylor, Gerald J.*
Taylor, Grant
Taylor, Idona Maw
Taylor, Jr.*
Taylor, Kathlene
Taylor, Kathy
Taylor, Ralph A.
Taylor, Rodney
Taylor, Rolla H.
Taylor, Ross M.
Taylor, Sheri
Taylor, Val
Taylor, Valoy (1932–2024)
Tesseder, Doug*
Thomas, Duane F.
Thompson, Gordon
Thompson, Lavina
Thompson, Margaret
Thompson, Marvel
Thompson, Merrvin*
Tippetts, Larry*
Truscott, L.C.
Truscott, LaVona
Valdez, Evelyn
Valdez, Raymond J.
Van Meeteren, Beth
Van Meeteren, Frank
Van Meeteren, Jean
Van Meeteren, Ron
Van Workom, Joyce*
Vaughn, Bert
Vaughn, Renee
Wakefield, Marilyn
Walton, Neale
Walton, Rhea
Weatherstone, Lorraine
West, George C.
West, Lillian
Westbrook, Herman
Weston, Becky
Weston, Brent
Weston, Eldon
Weston, Fae
Weston, Jae H.
Williams, Arnold A.
Williams, Charlotte
Williams, Delbert
Williams, F. LeRoy
Williams, Karen A.
Williams, Nadiene
Winder, Jane
Winder, Wayne
Wright, Norma

Ross Leslie Andra

Ross Andra as a small boy – 1940s

Ross Leslie Andra, my great-uncle, died on 20 June 2024 in Salt Lake City, Utah. He was 87 years old. He was one of the younger brothers of my Grandma, Colleen Mary Andra. Some family figures cast long shadows, Ross was one of those characters.

On 29 June 2024, the Cannon Ninth Ward meetinghouse on West 1400 South in Salt Lake City filled with people who had been touched by him. Some had worked alongside. Some had received a knock at the door late in the evening. Some simply remembered the jokes. Before Bishop Ted Maxwell called the meeting to order, it was clear that a certain kind of man had died — the kind the eulogists kept calling, with unfeigned sincerity, bigger than life.

I have shared many posts regarding the Andra family. Many of those that reference Ross are listed below, but many more deal with the broader Andra family. This post attempts to bring some of that documentation together as a tribute.

The Family

William and Golden in back, Sergene, Millie, Colleen, June standing, Donald, Larry, Bill, Dale, Mary, and Ross sitting.

The world Ross was born into had been built across two continents and three generations. His grandfather Friedrich Theodor Andra had been born in Rosswein, Saxony in 1867 and died in Meissen in 1902, when Ross’s father Bill was just four years old. Bill’s mother, Christiana Wilhelmina Knauke, brought the family to America. Bill arrived alone in May 1909 — at eleven years old you paid reduced passage; at twelve, full price — and went first to Fairview, Utah, then to Preston, Idaho, where a former missionary named George Wanner had helped convert the family in Germany. Bill worked the Wanner farm for seven years, at $18 a month rising to $30, milking twenty-four cows, doing any work he could get. He married George’s daughter, Mary Louise Wanner, in the Salt Lake Temple on 10 March 1920. Christiana Knauke Andra — Ross’s grandmother — lived until Christmas Day 1957 in Salt Lake City. She was still alive when Ross stepped onto the plane for missionary service in Brazil.

Mary Louise was equally remarkable. She had nursed flu victims during the 1918 epidemic, nearly became a professional jockey at the Logan County Fair, outran all the girls and most of the boys at school in Preston. She and Bill built their life in Depression-era conditions — $1,000 principal and $500 interest on the farm, with Bill digging basements and hauling gravel and taking sugar beets to the factory at $4 a ton to make the payments. Mary’s autobiography, written in November 1961, records it without complaint: “With the Lord’s help and a good wife and children, we paid for the farm.” Her garden in Preston was massive — flowers surrounding it, vegetables in rows — and beautiful enough that even a nine-year-old boy visiting with his grandmother noticed and remembered. Ross spent the rest of his life planting tomatoes wherever he could find a plot of dirt. He was his mother’s son.

Twelve children were born to Bill and Mary between 1920 and 1943. Two died young — Robert Lee on his first day in 1934, Dennis Willard in January 1945, four days after his third birthday, of an earache in the night. The ten who survived grew up in close quarters on the Preston farm, with the pranks you would expect from six boys and four sisters sharing a household. Ross and his brothers once tied a cow to their math teacher’s front door.

Don, Ross, Bill, Dale, and Larry Andra, Preston, Idaho – 1950s

23 January 1957

Ross Andra, Preston High T-shirt, backyard

Ross graduated from Preston High School in 1955. He spent two years at Utah State Agriculture College, then headed east with his brothers Donald and Golden to work construction on the St. Lawrence Seaway project in Massena, New York. Golden was a general foreman on the Eisenhower Lock — photographed in the project’s official records, named in the local newspaper. Donald met and married a woman in Hogansburg, New York. Ross told me stories about New York, though I cannot remember enough of them to share now. What I know is that the three brothers were there together, Idaho farm boys pouring concrete on one of the great infrastructure projects of the Eisenhower era, on the St. Lawrence River in the far north of New York State.

Then Ross came home and left again — this time for Brazil.

Ross Andra Missionary Farewell Program – 30 December 1956.

The missionary farewell program for Elder Ross Leslie Andra is dated Sunday, 30 December 1956, Preston First Ward Chapel, 7:30 p.m. The opening hymn was “I’ll Go Where You Want Me to Go.” His brother William Jr. — who had himself served in Mexico from 1941 to 1943, the first of the Andra brothers to go — spoke at the service. His brother Donald gave the benediction. Ross made his own remarks. Bishop W. Dean Palmer closed. The program reads: Elder Ross Leslie Andra leaves for Brazilian Mission, January 23, 1957.

I remember Ross telling a story. He had just returned home from his mission in Brazil and was sitting on the stand at Stake Conference with other returned missionaries. Apostle Joseph Fielding Smith was speaking at the pulpit. Elder Smith was speaking about being strictly honest with your fellow man. Elder Smith related a story that told of a guy who admitted to Elder Smith that he was not as honest as he should be. The irony of a man honestly confessing his inability to be honest struck a nerve with Ross. He got the giggles. Apparently he looked at someone else who also found the irony humorous and the laughter broke out and spread. Apparently Elder Smith turned around to look at them with a very unfavorable look. It only added to the giggles. Ross admitted it might have been his Brazilian sense of humor. He laughed even as he told me about the story.

Four years later — on 9 October 1960 — Ross stood at that same Preston First Ward pulpit as his farewell and spoke at the farewell for his younger brother Dale, who was leaving for the Western States Mission. The brothers sent each other off, one by one, into the world.

Ross served in Brazil from 1957 to 1959. He came home, enrolled at Brigham Young University, studied political science, speech education, and Portuguese, graduated with a Bachelor of Arts in 1964. But the most important thing that happened in Brazil was Adelaide.

Feliz Natal

Angela and Blas Gonzalez, Adelaide’s parents
Adelaide Gonzalez Carrenho, Brazil

Adelaide Gonzalez Carrenho — the daughter of Angela and Blas Gonzalez of Brazil — was a young woman of dark eyes and composed beauty when Ross encountered her. I seem to recall that he said they met on a trip back to Brazil after his mission. After he returned to BYU; they kept in contact across the distance. On 14 June 1963, in the Logan Utah Temple they were joined in the holy bonds of matrimony for time and for all eternity. The witnesses on the marriage certificate are William F. Andra Sr. and Dale Andra — Bill and Dale, father and brother, standing at the altar the day Ross married his Brazilian bride. A missionary friend named Phyllis Merrill, who had served in Brazil and become one of Adelaide’s closest friends, spent the wedding day interpreting for Adelaide as she went through the Logan Temple for the first time. (The wedding photograph, with full identification of those present, is available here. The marriage certificate is here.)

Ross & Adelaide Andra 1965 Christmas Card

That Christmas, Ross and Adelaide sent their wedding photograph to friends in Brazil as a holiday card.

His daughter Brenda captured it simply at the funeral: Ross had “a deep love for Brazil, its people and culture, and especially for his little Brazilian bride.” That love never left him. In his later years, when health prevented the overseas return mission he and Adelaide had always wanted, they served as local service missionaries to the Portuguese- and Spanish-speaking wards of the Salt Lake Valley, driving all around visiting families, making sure they had what they needed.

Ross and Adelaide Andra, SLC home, October 2022

The Working Life

Ross, Adelaide, Brenda Andra – August 1967

The career of Ross Andra resists a single title. High school teacher. Coach. Candyman. Small business owner. Appliance installer. Furniture mover. UPS driver. Medical courier. He was, as his friend Frederick Johnson insisted at the funeral, an entrepreneur — a man who believed in the American dream and in hard work and gumption as its instruments.

As the Candyman, he kept the vending machines stocked in his eldest daughter’s school teachers’ lounge, and he would sometimes appear at recess to distribute candy on the playground, which made Brenda quite popular with her classmates. As a business owner, he often took his son Carlos along to deliver and install appliances and move furniture, with the result that Carlos learned to load a truck with the systematic precision of a Tetris puzzle. He gave his youngest daughter Denise a tutorial in personal finance when she was struggling with debt; she paid everything off.

UPS company newsletter Big Idea, April 1976, Ross Andra is named as one of the drivers who helped get to 1,000 safe driving days
Ross Andra makes comments during breakfast held for drivers at Sambos

The April 1976 edition of the UPS company newsletter Big Idea photographed the Park City, Utah center — first in Utah to reach 1,000 safe driving days — and named Ross Andra in the front row. A separate photograph from the same period shows him standing at a drivers’ breakfast, mid-comment, captioned: “Driver Ross Andra makes comments during breakfast held for drivers at Sambos.” He drove a fully loaded truck the way most people drive a compact car, weaving through traffic with an ease that still astonished Frederick Johnson decades later. Before GPS, he had the entire I-15 corridor memorized. He was the GPS. In his later years, until age 84, he delivered blood and vital organs to medical facilities across Utah, Idaho, and Wyoming. He made people laugh the whole way.

Ross and Adelaide Andra

Ross the Boss

Judy, Dale, Mary, Bill, and Ross Andra, September 1962

Frederick Johnson — known as Freddy, or Frederico — spoke at the funeral. His father Ranley had worked weekends with Ross for years delivering and installing appliances, and when Frederico turned sixteen the interview for joining the operation was brief. “Frederico, you’re sixteen, right?” “Yeah, I’ll be sixteen at the end of —” “Frederico, you’re sixteen.” “Yes.” That was the interview.

Working with Ross, Johnson said, was better than television, even when it was miserable hard labor. His father would come home Saturdays with tears rolling down his face from laughing. The phone would ring — Ross, calling to debrief, mostly to replay the jokes that were played during the day.

Ross was a virtuoso practical joker. He favored ice dropped down the back of your shirt on hot summer deliveries. He perfected the screwdriver dropped at precisely the moment a man was bent double lifting something heavy. For years he carried a novelty ID with Elvis Presley’s photograph and produced it whenever anyone asked for identification — cashier, security guard, TSA agent. “That’s what drugs will do to you.” He once deployed it at a Salt Lake airport checkpoint around September 11th while escorting Johnson to his gate. Johnson nearly missed his plane.

But the parrot story is the finest. Ross’s family had long laughed about his famous account of being called back to the farmhouse by his mother — or so he thought — only to find a chicken calling his name. That story about a chicken that was loud enough and gave a distinct “Rawwwsss” more than once was confused for his mother calling for him. One afternoon, Johnson’s father came home from a delivery unable to speak from laughter. They had delivered a washer and dryer to an elderly woman’s home. Ross was in the basement doing the hookup. There was a parrot. Ross called up the stairs: “Is there a drain down here? We need to drain a little water.” The parrot said: What? Ross tried again. What? Is there a hole where the water goes? What? Ranley, upstairs, was quietly disintegrating and trying to hold in the laughter. Ross, red-faced and fully irritated, eventually came upstairs. When he saw Ranley’s face, he understood he had been duped by a parrot. Ranley laughed about it the whole rest of the day. The story became one of lore.

“It was rare,” Johnson said, “to get one on Ross. He always had the drop on you.” The parrot did it magnificently.

For all his irreverence — and Johnson named it plainly — there was something untouched by it. Ross never swore. He had code words and nicknames. But when it came to his faith and his testimony, Ross was always reverent. Bishop Maxwell put it simply at the close: Ross loved the scriptures. He loved the word of God. He loved Jesus Christ. And he brought that light into everything he did.

The Mission Couple

Ross and Adelaide Andra

Clay Celestino, who served as bishop of the Mountain Shadows Ward, offered a different angle. The Brazilian immigrant wards of Salt Lake City in the early 2010s were large and underserved — hundreds of families struggling with injury, poverty, paperwork, language. The Andras came as service missionaries between 2009 and 2015, and Celestino said plainly they were indispensable.

He remembered a specific night: 22 January 2013, 12:19 a.m. He sent an email. Eight minutes later, Ross replied: “Hi, Bishop. That’s no abuse at all to ask for the things you’re asking. That is the reason why we are serving a mission. We want to help our brothers and sisters the best way we can. Tomorrow I will make a few phone calls and I will provide you with the information you need.”

The list of those they helped, Celestino said, went on and on. And then, at nine in the evening, talking to Ross, you would find out he still had deliveries to make for his other job.

When the Andras were transferred unexpectedly in September 2013, Celestino read at the funeral the farewell letter he had written them at the time. He had copied the entire ward leadership. He thanked Ross for allowing him, as bishop, to concentrate on other responsibilities. “For that I will be eternally grateful to you and to Heavenly Father.” He asked them not to forget the ward. “We will not forget you.”

The Brothers

Bill, Ross, Mary, Dale, Larry Andra – late 1950s

Larry Andra — the last of the twelve, the youngest surviving child of Bill and Mary — gave the family prayer before the service and spoke as one of the main eulogists. He described the family with the dry affection of a man who has lived long enough to be the last one telling the stories.

William Jr. went first among the siblings, in 1992. Then June and Colleen in 1999, Golden in 2004, Sergene in 2013, Donald in 2016, Dale in 2021. At Dale’s funeral in August 2021 — three years before Ross’ — Ross was listed among the honorary pallbearers. By the time Ross died in June 2024, of the twelve children of Bill and Mary Andra, only Larry remained.

Dale’s funeral was held during the week of the annual Andra reunion. Larry noted that was Ross’s last reunion here on Earth. The reunions had been going since the children were young — Preston Fairgrounds, Logan Park, Lava Hot Springs, Wolcott Park by the Minidoka Dam, Richmond City Park, Riverdale, then wherever families could gather. I remember Bill Andra at those reunions. I remember the sly look that sometimes crossed Bill Andra’s face when he was about to tease someone. Ross had inherited that look too. You knew when a tease, joke, or prank was coming by the look on his face.

2010 Reunion: Ross, Donald, Larry, Sergene, Neil Anderson – 2010 Andra Reunion

The Close

I snapped this picture of Ross the last time I visited him, 23 December 2023 at his home.

Bishop Ted Maxwell had only known Ross since the COVID years. What he had seen was enough. In the final months, when Ross could no longer come to church, he called the bishop after every sacrament meeting to report on how it had gone and offer observations. The calls grew shorter, then stopped. Maxwell told himself at first that Ross must be doing better. He knew eventually that wasn’t it.

What Maxwell said at the close was simple and accurate: everyone in that congregation had either been served by Ross or served with him, because that was what his life was. Service. Whether bringing joy or bringing the gospel — it was the same motion, from the same source.

In December 2023, six months before he died, I visited Ross at home. He was lying in bed, largely unable to rise. At one point he reached up and lifted a framed composite portrait — all twelve Andra children, the photograph that had defined the family across seven decades of reunions — and held it up toward the light, pointing at the faces one by one. He knew every one of them.

April 2024, rehabilitation with granddaughter Onyx, after fighting infection – still Ross!

In April 2024, in a rehabilitation facility after fighting an infection, Ross raised both arms in a victory pose for Onyx beside him doing the same. Frederick Johnson had sworn he had only seen Ross lying down twice — that April and on his deathbed. Ross never stopped moving. He never stopped working. He never stopped bringing the light out.

On 20 June 2024, Ross Leslie Andra died peacefully in his Salt Lake City home with his wife Adelaide, his daughter Brenda, and his son Carlos at his side.

The funeral closed with “How Great Thou Art,” sung by Sister Annie Löwenthal. Then the pallbearers — Carlos Andra, Paul Ross, Larry Andra, Frederick Johnson, Tim Andra, Felipe Johnson, and Aron Hsiao — came to the front. The congregation rose. Ross Leslie Andra was carried out into the June light toward Valley View Memorial Park in West Valley City, Utah.

Frederick Johnson, who had lost his own father just two months before, had a last message. “Ross the Boss,” he said, “your life mattered a great deal to us and to me. You will not be forgotten. We’ll keep telling the jokes and passing them on.” Then, more quietly: “Say hi to Dad for me, Ross. Tell him we miss him too.”

Pallbearers at Valley View Memorial Park, West Valley City, Utah 29 June 2024. Brandon Porter, Paul Ross, Tim Andra, Carlos Andra, Felipe Johnson, Fredrick Johnson, Aron Hsiao

Ross is survived by his wife, Adelaide; his daughter Brenda (Layton) Wagner; his son Carlos (Melanie) Andra; his daughter Denise Andra; his grandson Brandon (Danika) Porter; his granddaughter Onyx Andra; his great-grandchildren Tilia, Zeke, and Sevi Porter; and his brother Larry (Barbara) Andra.

The full funeral service for Ross Leslie Andra, held 29 June 2024 at the Cannon Ninth Ward in Salt Lake City, was livestreamed and remains available to view at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y1qDOIbls5Q.


Sagacity posts referenced in this article: Ross & Adelaide Andra Wedding · Andra Marriage Certificate · William Fredrick Andra Autobiography · Mary Louise Wanner Andra Autobiography · Donald Wanner Andra · William Fredrick Andra Jr · Sergene Andra Sorenson Jensen · Robert Lee and Dennis Willard Andra · Memories of Great Grandpa and Grandma Andra · 1976 Andra Reunion · Eisenhower Lock · Dapper Dan · Andra Family Photos

Funeral Service Transcript

Ross Leslie Andra

2 December 1936 – 20 June 2024

29 June 2024, 11:00 AM MDT

LDS Church, Cannon 9th Ward (Glendale Ward)

1250 W 1400 S, Salt Lake City, Utah 84104

Note: This transcript was generated from auto-captions and has been edited for readability. Musical interludes, unintelligible passages, and pre-service ambient audio have been omitted or noted. Speaker attributions are based on self-introduction within the service.

Opening of Service

Conducting — Bishop Ted Maxwell

You may be seated. Welcome, everyone, this morning to the funeral for Ross Andra. My name is Ted Maxwell; I’m the bishop of the Cannon Ninth Ward, where the Andras have been living. I’ll be conducting today. On the stand we have President Ingersol from our stake, who is presiding. We’re so grateful to have you all here on this fine, wonderful morning to celebrate the life of Ross Leslie Andra.

We will begin by singing ‘I Believe in Christ,’ Hymn Number 134. Our pianist will be Arlene Lenthal, and the chorister will be Anda, an in-law. After which we will have an invocation by Carlos Andra, Ross’s son.

[Congregation sings “I Believe in Christ,” Hymn No. 134]

Invocation

Carlos Andra (son of Ross Andra)

Let’s bow our heads.

Our Father in Heaven, this morning we open the service with your words: “And the Lord God formed man from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; man became a living being.”

You formed a man, and his name was Ross Leslie Andra. We thank you, Father, that we can all be here gathered together. We invite your Holy Spirit into this place in which we reflect and honor the life of my earthly father, Ross.

I ask you, Holy Spirit, to stir in the hearts of each person taking time out of the breath of their lives to come reflect and remember the impact that was made by you through this husband, father, brother, uncle, cousin, and friend.

Yea, though we walk through the valley of the shadow of death, we will fear no evil, for you are with us; your rod and your staff, they comfort us. You are Holy God; you are so loving. We love you and we thank you for your presence. We dedicate this time to let your Holy Spirit direct our time together to honor your servant, Ross Leslie Andra. In Jesus’ name, amen.

Amen.

Order of Service — Announced by Bishop Maxwell

We will begin the service with a musical number titled “My Testimony,” which will be performed by Sister Bastos and Arlene Lenthal. After which we will hear from — oh, I skipped something. I’m sorry, let’s back up. We’ll start by hearing the obituary read by Brenda Wagner, who is Ross’s daughter. After which we’ll hear from Larry Andra, who was Ross’s brother. Then we will have a musical number, “My Testimony,” performed by Sister Bastos and Arlene Lenthal, and after that we’ll hear from Frederick Johnson, who is a family friend. Closing for us will be President Clay Celestino from the Mountain Shadows Stake.

Obituary

Read by Brenda Wagner (daughter of Ross Andra)

Oh gosh — thank you so much for being here for my father and my family, my mom, everyone.

So — Ross. Now, if my eyes start watering it’s because it’s sweaty and hot outside, so that’s why.

Ross Leslie Andra, my father. At age 87, he returned to his Father in Heaven, which was on 20 June 2024. He passed with dignity and peacefully in his Salt Lake City home, with his wife Adeli, daughter Brenda, and son Carlos at his side.

Ross was born on 2 December 1936 in Preston, Idaho, to German immigrant William Frederick Andra and Mary Louise Wer— [you never know how to say that]. He grew up on a large family farm with four sisters and seven brothers.

Ross graduated from Preston High School in 1955 and then went on to attend Utah State Agriculture College — now Utah State University — for two years. Ross worked in construction with a couple of his brothers on the St. Lawrence Seaway project in Messina, New York, between February and December 1957.

He served a mission to Brazil for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints between 1957 and 1959, where he met his sweetheart, Adeli Gonzalez Cararu. They married in the Logan Temple on 14 June 1963. Ross had a deep love for Brazil, its people and culture, and especially for his little Brazilian bride.

After his mission to Brazil, Ross attended Brigham Young University in Provo, Utah, where he studied political science, speech education, and Portuguese. He graduated with a Bachelor of Arts from BYU in 1964 and remained one of their biggest fans right up to the end, watching games and sporting a BYU ball cap everywhere he went.

Ross instilled a strong work ethic into his children. As a servant leader, Ross served his family by example and by teaching his kids how to help Mom with household tasks. He modeled Ephesians 5:25 very well: “Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ also loved the church and gave himself for her.” Ross always made sure everyone was comfortable and that they had what they needed.

Ross loved to make people laugh, and he had a keen gift for engaging strangers with quick-witted quips. He spread many smiles and laughter across this planet.

Ross was a hard worker, and his career life spanned over various areas: from high school teacher, coach, Candyman, small business owner, appliance installer, and furniture mover to a medical career. He held unique skills and talents and applied them well throughout his life and service to others. He maintained a missionary mindset throughout his whole career.

As Candyman, Ross would fill the vending machines in the teachers’ lounge at his eldest daughter’s elementary school — me — and often he would show up during recess and pass out candy on the playground, which made his daughter Brenda — me — quite popular with her friends.

As a business owner, Ross would often take his son Carlos to work with him to deliver and install appliances and move furniture. As a result, Carlos learned to efficiently pack a moving truck like a Tetris puzzle.

Ross loved tomatoes. He would plant them anywhere he could find a plot of dirt — it could be this big, that big. His youngest daughter Denise worked hard to clear space in the backyard for a family garden so Ross could have his tomatoes.

At another point in life, when Denise found herself facing some debt, Ross sat down with her and taught her some financial principles, which she applied and was able to persevere in paying off all her debts in no time at all.

Ross was a faithful servant. With Adeli as his companion, Ross served locally as a service missionary with the Portuguese- and Spanish-speaking wards between 2009 and 2015. Together they drove all around the Salt Lake Valley visiting with families and making sure they had the resources that they needed.

Ross and Adeli had a deep desire to return to an overseas mission in Brazil, but due to health concerns they could not go. Instead they fulfilled that desire by serving the Brazilian people locally.

In his latter years, until age 84, Ross delivered blood and vital organs to various medical locations spanning Utah, Idaho, and Wyoming — and as always, he made people laugh along the way.

We kids heard many stories from Dad about growing up on the family farm — like the time he was called back to the house by his mom only to discover that it was a chicken calling out “Ross,” or the time when Ross and his brothers tied a cow to their math teacher’s front door. With multiple brothers, you can imagine the pranks that were played on and with each other.

Dad, we miss your John Wayne toughness, your Popeye strength, and your cheesy dad jokes. You were a missionary for Christ until the end. “Well done, thou good and faithful servant; thou hast been faithful over a few things, I will make thee ruler over many things; enter thou into the joy of the Lord” (Matthew 25:21). Ross has now entered the joy of his Lord.

We love you, Daddy.

Remarks

Larry Andra (brother of Ross Andra)

My name is Larry Andra. I’m the last of twelve. Ross would say, “I’m the last of the Mohicans.”

Ross was always saying to each person he had a nickname — like “teddy bear.” His kids called him Tom the Piper’s Son. And one nephew — it probably best they called him ‘Funkle’ — the funny uncle.

He lacked no jokes. He was likeable and really witty. Others said he loved to joke around with people. I always called him the numbers jokester. And I really didn’t understand when he talked to me — he knew Brazil too much; he forgot that I couldn’t understand the jokes.

Ross never did anything outside the church standards. My parents never had to worry about Ross. He had a little brother to do that.

Our father came from Germany, as mentioned before. Within a couple of months after being baptized, he came alone because he was eleven years old — at twelve you pay full price; at eleven you pay a high price. He got lost, so they came looking for him, and that’s where the twelve came in. He ended up with the missionary that baptized him going to his farm and marrying his daughter, and they had twelve children.

This week is the Andra reunion, which we’ve had — I think this is Ross’s last one here on Earth.

Death is just as important in the welfare of man as is birth. There is no greater blessing that can come than the blessing of birth. One-third of the host of heaven, because of rebellion, were denied that privilege and hence had no bodies of flesh and bone — which is the gift of God. But who would like to live forever in this world filled with pain, decay, sorrow, and tribulation — grow old and infirm and yet remain? I think all of us, if the proposition were placed before them, would not want life of that nature. We would reject it.

But death is just as important in the Plan of Salvation as birth is. We have to die. It is essential. Death comes into the world and fulfills the merciful plan of our great Creator.

Let’s talk a minute about what happens when one passes on. However painful the moment of death is physically, it is spiritually one of the most exciting and joyful moments of eternity. It’s like opening the door of a dark room — one who dies emerges into the light of the spirit world, where there will be friends and family waiting to greet him. There is no special period known to man in which they experience so much joy as when they pass through the portals of death and enter into a glorious change in the spirit world.

Death is not extinguishing the light; it is putting out the lamp — and then dawn comes.

When someone dies, it is like a beautiful lagoon. On a clear day a fine sailing ship spreads its mast and its canvas in a fresh morning breeze on the deep blue, and gradually we see her grow smaller and smaller as she nears the horizon and someone says, “There she goes — gone.” But you can be sure that on the other shore someone says, “There she comes!”

While we’re mourning the loss of Ross, others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil. Ross has joined Mother, Dad, June, William, Colleen, Millie, Golden, Serene, Donald, Dale, Robert, Dennis, and others.

Steve Jobs was a billionaire worth $7 billion at age 56. Lying on his deathbed sick with pancreatic cancer, he said: “All my life I have recognized wealth, but all that I had was meaningless in the face of human death. You can find someone to drive a car for you, but you cannot hire someone to carry the disease for you.”

As we get older we grow smarter and slowly realize: a watch worth $30 and a watch worth $300 both show the same time. Whether we drive a car worth $150,000 or $2,000, the road and the distance are the same; we reach the same destination. If we drink a bottle of wine worth $300 or wine worth $10, we’re still drunk.

There are five undeniable facets: Do not educate your children to be rich; educate them to be happy, so when they grow up they will know the value of things, not the price. Eat your food as medicine; otherwise you eat your medicine as food. Whoever loves you and never leaves you, even if he or she has a hundred reasons to give up, will always find one reason to hold on. There is a big difference in being human. If you want to go fast, go alone — but if you want to go far, go together.

I really believe that Ross embodied what Steve Jobs was saying here — they went together.

Albert Einstein said: “Do you realize how important you truly are? Look around — who are you influencing, motivating, teaching, or inspiring? Some of the greatest souls who have ever lived will never appear in the chronicles of history. They are the great ones who spend every day of their lives serving and doing good.” Albert Einstein also said: “Try not to become a person of success, but a person of value.”

Thank you for the service you are willing to give to your families, your friends, neighbors, and community. Every great dream begins with a dreamer; always remember you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars and change the world. You are the difference — make it happen.

[Larry then shared a story about a woman whose car was stuck in the snow in a foreign country. A man came with a mule and attempted to pull her out. Before having the mule try again, the man yelled, “Let’s go, Bob! Tom! John! Lance!” — and the mule pulled the car out. When the woman asked why he called the mule different names, the man said, “Madam, my mule is blind. I wanted him to think he wasn’t pulling the car out alone.”]

People in this congregation — Adelaide needs you next to her, pulling and pushing for her. Adelaide’s happiness will return, her former capabilities will be restored, light will replace darkness, despair will give way to hope and life and will regain its meaning — but only through service. Neighbors, friends, relatives, family, and those who are in attendance here: Bishop and Friends, Adelaide does not need to be preached to, but she needs a void filled. Bless her and be of service to her, as the Savior asks of us, and I promise you that you will be blessed. I say this in the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.

Amen.

[Musical number: “My Testimony,” performed by Sister Bastos and Arlene Lenthal]

Remarks

Frederick Johnson (family friend)

My name is Frederick Johnson — Todd Elijah. I’m known as Freddy; the full version is Frederico.

Like many, the summer I turned 16 I got my first job, and it was delivering household appliances with “the Boss.” The interview went something like this: “Frederico, you’re 16, right?” And I said, “Oh yeah, I’ll be 16 at the end of —” “Frederico, you’re 16.” “Yes.” And that was my interview. But admittedly it was essentially nepotism.

As long as I could remember, my dad — Ranley Johnson — had been moonlighting on weekends with Ross. As far as I’m concerned, they were the first and only two men in a truck there ever were.

Ross, like my father, had served a mission in Brazil and married a Brazilian. In the ‘80s, all these mixed families — nowadays the church and the Brazilian community in the Salt Lake Valley has become tremendous. But when I was a little child, and when Carlos and Brenda and their little sister Denise were young, we all kind of knew each other more or less. At conference time we went to reunions together. The connection goes back even further than that — about a decade before my mother first came to the United States. My mother, Louisa Coa Johnson, came to the US in the 1970s. Adeli had served in the tiny branch of Beloni, Brazil, where my mother, my aunt, and grandmother were new converts to the church. So as I say, it was basically nepotism.

I swear, Ross the Boss Andra was the strongest man I ever knew. Thirty years my senior, he had more stamina and strength in his late fifties than I could muster at his side as a six-foot-one man in my prime. He was compact and he looked powerful to me. He not only looked and sounded like Popeye — he even talked like Popeye. Except instead of eating spinach, I think where he got his strength was from eating tomatoes.

Ross’s strength was legendary. In fact, Ross wasn’t only strong — he was an irresistible force. My dad told stories of seeing Ross pick up a Ford Pinto by its bumper to make room for the truck to pass. And I don’t doubt it.

Now, Ross, when I knew him, could sometimes come across as a little unsophisticated. But anyone who knew Ross at all knew that to dismiss Ross the Boss as a blue-collar East Idaho farm-boy country bumpkin was making a grave mistake. Ross was intelligent, well-traveled, and educated, and he did not suffer fools or foolishness.

When I was still a teenager, we were working, delivering appliances. There was another man who worked with Ross who was actually a bit more unsophisticated — I wonder if Carlos remembers Joe Yanger. The way I remember the guy: he was big and coarse, had bad Marine Corps tattoos on his arms, and talked kind of low. I couldn’t understand a word he said except swear words. He was strong as an ox and probably about as sophisticated as one, if you take my meaning.

Anyway, one day Ross tells me: “Joe Yanger got hurt.” “What happened, Ross?” “I dropped a piano on his head.” They were moving a piano, and Joe was at one end coming down the ramp. Ross said, “Joe, are you ready?” Well, Ross didn’t know if he was ready or not — so he let go of the piano. Joe Yanger ended up with some stitches in the back of his head. I don’t think it made any difference to how Joe Yanger spoke or how well Ross could understand him.

Also, I want to emphasize — and if you get a chance, read again the beautiful obituary that Ross’s family put together — Ross was not a blue-collar guy with a truck, and he certainly did not see himself that way. Ross Andra was an entrepreneur. He firmly believed in the American dream, in hard work and gumption as the way to get ahead, and that’s what he did — whether it was filling candy machines, moving vending machines, delivering appliances, or contracting his truck out as a mover. Ross believed he was an entrepreneur, and he was.

In a world where hard work and gumption were enough, Ross would have been a financially wealthy man many times over, because I also don’t know anyone who worked as hard as Ross. That’s why most of my memories are from working with him — or working with my dad and Ross the Boss — because he was always working. In fact, I swear I’ve only seen Ross lying down twice: the first time was in April, when he was in rehab after fighting an infection, and the second time was on his deathbed. Ross never stopped moving and never stopped working, and he had lots of gumption.

Now, the work that we did with Ross was, as you can imagine, physical — hard work. But Dad would come home laughing. There was always this interesting other thing about working with Ross the Boss: there would be some kind of debriefing. He’d wait long enough for you to get home, the phone would ring, and he would call — mostly I think to go over the jokes he had played on you and laugh about them again.

My memory of even Dad working with Ross is Dad coming home, the phone ringing, and then Dad laughing. Or Dad coming home — I even remember him opening the door with tears rolling down his eyes, just couldn’t stop laughing. When I worked with both of them, it was better than television, because my dad was a wise guy in his own way and the two of them together could be very entertaining.

My mom even thought: “This isn’t fair — I’m home with the kids every Saturday and you’re off having fun with Ross.” But it was hard work, and with anyone else it would have been miserable. We enjoyed working with Ross, and we all worked with Ross. My brother Felipe worked with Ross; my friend Giorgino Brown, another one of these families that’s half American, half Brazilian here in Utah; my cousin visiting one summer from New York worked with Ross one day — and Ross made an impression on everybody. It was fun, even though it was miserable hard work.

A lot of this is because Ross was a virtuoso practical joker. One of his favorite things — if we were working in the summertime — was to drop ice down your shirt. Even worse than that: when we did deliveries we had shirts that said “DPEC” on them — short for Delivery Specialist, which made it sound kind of exciting and sexy. They always seemed like they were a size too small or too short, so Ross had a knack — one of his favorite things was to take advantage of you when you were bending down picking up something really heavy and that shirt rode up. Without saying a word, Ross would just drop a screwdriver down there right when you were really going. He would just chuckle. And of course at the end of the day he’d call and say, “Hey, do you remember when I dropped that? That was good.”

For years he had a novelty ID with Elvis Presley’s picture on it, and anytime someone asked him for his ID he’d show that — it didn’t matter who they were. They’d look at it and go, “Huh?” And he’d say, “That’s what drugs will do to you.”

One time, around September 11th — I was living in New York, but every time I’d come back to town Ross would say, “Frederico, do you want to go to work?” I’d work with them even for just one day. This time he offered to take me to the airport, because Ross was always on the road — always driving a truck, delivering furniture, delivering appliances, or delivering medical equipment. So he was happy to go. We go up, and I was the one who needed to show my ID. Ross comes up, already ready, and this TSA agent — some people go, “Huh? What? You already — what drugs will do to you.” And here I am thinking, ‘Oh no. I’m not going to make my flight. They’re going to take me to the back and interrogate me.’ That was one time where the person didn’t even blink. Ross would say something like, “I’m better looking now, aren’t I?”

It was rare to get one up on Ross — he always had the drop on you. But here’s one of the most famous stories: the parrot story.

[Freddy describes the chicken story from the obituary — the time on the farm when Ross thought his mom was calling him, only to find a chicken mimicking her voice. One day, while delivering a washer and dryer to a customer’s home, Ross was working in the basement and noticed a parrot. Ross called up the stairs, “Is there a drain down here? We need to drain a little water.” The parrot replied, “What?” Ross, thinking it was the elderly owner upstairs, kept asking. Each time — “Is there a hole in the ground where the water drains?” — the parrot answered, “What?” Freddy’s father, upstairs, realized what was happening and nearly collapsed laughing. When Ross finally came up and figured it out, Freddy’s dad laughed about it the whole rest of the day. Freddy’s father had been waiting for years to get something on Ross, and the parrot delivered it.]

Ross could move a fully loaded truck like it was a subcompact car — weaving in and out of traffic. Before GPS existed, he knew the entire I-15 corridor in Utah. He was the GPS.

Ross could sometimes seem a bit irreverent — he had code words, let’s say. Ross never swore, but he might include swear words in code names and nicknames he gave to things. But when it came to his faith, his belief, and his testimony of the church, Ross was always reverent. He wasn’t serious all the time — he was still joking — but Ross was reverent, and I always knew that.

I can say honestly that Ross was a big part of my entire life. Even when I’ve lived out of state for most of the last thirty years, he would call me every once in a while to check on me. I began to worry about a year ago when the phone calls started getting shorter — because normally I’d set aside 45 minutes or an hour, because we’d have to retell all the stories about every time he dropped a screwdriver down — anyway. He’d say, “Remember when I did that, and then your dad did this.”

I just want to finish by saying — and if I do get a little emotional, it’s not because it’s hot; it’s because I’m kind of that way — Ross, to me, always was and will be bigger than life. Ross the Boss, I want to say to you that your life mattered a great deal to us and to me. I love you and your family, and how close our families have been. Your life mattered, and you will not be forgotten. You will be with us and within us, and we’ll keep telling the jokes and passing them on. We love you and we bid you farewell — but only until we meet again.

My own dad preceded Ross to the great beyond just a couple of months ago. So I personally have to say: say hi to Dad for me, Ross. Tell him we miss him too, and that we love him. Thank you.

Remarks

President Clay Celestino (former Bishop, Mountain Shadows Ward)

Brothers and sisters, my name is Clay Celestino. I served as a bishop in the Mountain Shadows Ward at the time the Andras — that’s how we pronounce their name in Portuguese, and that’s how I’m going to refer to them — were serving in our ward. On behalf of all the Brazilians — mostly Brazilians — who were part of the Winter Ward branch and the Mountain Shadows Ward, I wanted to express our deepest gratitude to this couple.

The first thing anyone would see when they met them was that big smile, and sometimes a joke. It was not hard to love them. Truly, their lives represented the love of our Savior Jesus Christ to us. With hundreds of immigrants from Brazil, the Andras represented arms of salvation, of service — hearts that were willing to bring consolation in times of distress. They were deeply engaged in serving their neighbors because of their love for our Heavenly Father and their genuine love towards anyone around them.

As bishops, we had hundreds of active members coming to our meetings every Sunday, and there was a great need for members who could assist us in lightening the burdens of those Brazilian immigrants. At any time that I needed help, the Andras were there.

I remember one day — I even have the date here — it was 22 January 2013. I sent a quick email to the Andras at 12:19 a.m., past midnight. Eight minutes later, I got a response. I didn’t want to abuse their goodwill and their desire to help others, but this is the response I got:

“Hi, Bishop. That’s no abuse at all to ask for the things you’re asking. That is the reason why we are serving a mission. We want to help our brothers and sisters the best way we can. Tomorrow I will make a few phone calls and I will provide you with the information you need.”

There were people who were unable to work because they were injured and needed help to find a doctor. There were young men who needed their dental and medical paperwork taken care of so they could submit their papers to go on a mission. There were people who needed resources from the community because they were unable to provide for themselves — people transitioning from another culture and trying to get established in this country — and they were assisted by the Andras. The list goes on and on.

And then at 9:00 p.m., talking to Ross, you would find out that he would still have to run some errands, make some deliveries, because of his other side job.

We don’t have much time, but I just wanted to express our deepest gratitude to Brother Andra. When we got the news that they were going to be transferred from our ward — initially we thought they were concluding their mission in November of 2013 — and then in September, two months prior to that date, we were surprised with the news that they were being transferred to the Winter Ward, where they actually stayed. They didn’t finish their mission there; they actually stayed for quite some time.

When I found out, I wrote this email to them, and I think it’s very fitting that I can share it now to conclude these brief words:

“Dear Sister Andra and Brother Andra — in this email I copied the entire leadership of the ward: I am saddened by the news of your sudden departure, as we are today, mainly in our community when we found out that Ross had passed on. I believe our ward leaders and members will feel as surprised and astonished as I do. While your transfer will truly bless and benefit our brothers and sisters in the Winter 17th Branch, I know our ward will deeply miss you. On behalf of all ward members and leaders, I would like to thank you for your dedication, love, and service. I have been a witness of how you have touched the lives of our members in many different ways and how your service has helped me, and allowed me in particular to concentrate on other areas of my responsibilities as a bishop — and for that I will be eternally grateful to you and to Heavenly Father. Thank you for your love for Heavenly Father, for responding to the call to serve, and for showing your love to and for our members. Hopefully as your mission ends, you will return to visit us. Please do not forget us — we will not forget you. We will announce your transfer in sacrament meeting tomorrow. Sincerely, Bishop Clay.”

Brothers and sisters, there are many tragedies around us as we hear about tragedies happening worldwide. Many of us, if not all of us, have somehow faced tragedies in our own lives. In fact, in this congregation right now there may be some who are needing a helping hand — some who may be struggling with illness, financial problems, family issues, health, and all sorts of challenges, mental illness. Sister Andra will need some support — I know that — and I’m very grateful for the support you have already extended to her during this time.

But may we honor the life of our dear Brother Andra by trying to emulate the works of Christ: being a little bit kinder, helping one another, finding time to serve, and extending that love that comes from our Heavenly Father which he has for each one of us. We are his arms; we are his hands. Ross Andra represented that very well.

I know that we will meet again, and that is the beauty of this gospel — death is not the end. We will meet again. May the love of our Heavenly Father be with each one of you as you strive to follow in the footsteps of his Son, our dear Savior Jesus Christ. In the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.

Amen.

Closing Remarks

Bishop Ted Maxwell

You know, right before I close I just want to say a word or two. In the last few months Ross had not been able to come to church because he’s been stuck at home. But initially I know he really wanted to be there, because he called me after church every Sunday and let me know how church went and gave me advice for the future. It was always really great to hear from him. As his calls dropped off I knew things were — at first I thought we were just doing better, but then I realized maybe that wasn’t the truth.

I think that’s the one thing I loved about Ross: everyone in this audience has either been served by him or served with him, because that’s what his life was — it was service. Whether it was just bringing joy or bringing the gospel, that has always been one of my great joys, getting to know him these last few years, although I’ve only known him since COVID, so I missed out on some of the really fun stuff, it sounds like.

I know the one thing Ross loved was the scriptures. He loved the word of God, and he loved Jesus Christ, and he brought that light out in everything he did.

When I think about the joy that Jesus shared with his apostles right before he died on the cross, he said: “Let not your hearts be troubled; believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father’s house are many rooms, and I go to prepare a place for you. I will come again and will take you to myself, so that where I am, ye may be also — and you know the way to where I’m going.”

It is my testimony that Ross knew the way to where Christ is — that we will see him again — and it will be in the mansions of our Heavenly Father, in that place that Christ prepared for us through his sacrifice. It is my testimony that we will see each other again, and that through the grace of Jesus Christ we may all be relieved of all those burdens that we suffer from daily — and that in those burdens we might have joy, the way that we saw our brother Andra in his life. I say that in the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.

Amen.

Closing Announcements — Bishop Maxwell

Let’s close our meeting now. We will — no, we won’t sing — we will listen to a musical number by Sister Annie Lenthal, “How Great Thou Art,” after which Paul Ross, who is Ross’s nephew, will give us the benediction. After that we’d ask the pallbearers to come up, and we’ll escort the body to the graveside, where we will reconvene.

[Musical number: “How Great Thou Art,” performed by Sister Annie Lenthal]

Benediction

Paul Ross (nephew of Ross Andra)

Our Father in Heaven, we thank thee. We thank thee for thy Son, Jesus Christ. We thank thee for this world and that we have the privilege of coming here and gaining our bodies, of learning faith and love, and of thy Savior, thy Son, and all that he has given for us, and thy love.

We thank thee for Ross Andra — his example, his good parents, and his family. We thank thee for his wit, his grit, his stature, his faithfulness, and his example. He had thy Son’s countenance with him in work and in sadness and in joy. We are grateful for him. We’re grateful for Adeli and their sweet family.

We ask thee this day that thy Spirit will continue with us. Help us to continue to feel the joy and the balm of thy Spirit, even in our sadness. We thank thee for the Atonement of Jesus Christ and the knowledge of the eternal realms that come for all of us, and what still lies in store for us. But until then, that we can have peace and serve in thy name.

And that of thy Son, dismiss us this day with safety to the cemetery and love and adoration for one another and for thee. We pray in the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.

Amen.

[Pallbearers assemble; congregation rises; body is escorted to Valley View Memorial Park, West Valley City, Utah for interment]

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