Sunday, August 9, 2015

Grandmother Ethel in the NEWS.

Newspaper research is one of my favorite ways to find information on my Ancestors.  I have found many articles on Grandmother Ethel Hepworth Tomlinson.  I will only post three to start with.  I'm sure Grandmother forgot about these events and they have never been talked about in the family.  

Salt LakeTelegram 1904-12-20
Small pox Cases Reported
Ethel Hepworth, aged 20 years, of 739 West First North, and Clarene Middlemas, aged 11 years of 378 F Street are reported ill with small pox.  

That must have been a miserable Christmas.  And, to have a sign put on your parents resident door "QUARANTINED STAY OUT SMALL POX"
and she was twenty years old.  

Ogden Standard 1927- 09-23
ANKLE SPRAINED IN STREET FALL 
     Mrs. George Tomlinson, 40, of 2515 Brinker avenue, is in the Dee hospital suffering from a severely sprained ankle received Thursday afternoon at Twenty-fifth street and Washington Avenue.  
    Mrs. Tomlinson is said to have stepped on some loose planks, which spread, allowing her foot to go between them.  She fell and was thought to have broken her ankle.
     However, an x-ray taken this morning revealed that the ankle was not fractured, but only badly sprained.  

Ouch!  It doesn't say which ankle.  Was it her right one with the stiff knee with no bend or her left ankle.   Either way  I'm sure she was miserable for some time. 

Ogden Standard  1927 - 05-15
CLUBS 

     Ogden Standard  1927 - 05-15
CLUBS 

    Mrs. George Tomlinson entertained the former Mount Ogden stake primary board at luncheon at her home on Brinker Avenue Thursday afternoon.  The table was centered with a large pink bowl of sweet peas while pink tapers in silver holders were at each end.  Bunco was the diversion of the afternoon.  The prizes were awarded to Mrs. Addie Sanders and Cora Reed.  Those present were Mrs. Jessie Bringham, Mrs, Mary A. White, Mrs. Cora Mortenson, Mrs. Mary Murdock, Mrs Cora Reed, Mrs. Laura George, Mrs Ruby Keys, Mrs Addie Sanders. 

     So Grandmother had a party at her house for the outgoing Stake primary board and they played BUNCO.  This certainly made me smile.   And what a popular name Cora was in 1927.  Two Cora's attended this small luncheon.
This article also verifies the address of  where Dad was living in 1927.
Valuable information for a FamilySearch person.   

At this writing I cannot find the newspaper article where Grandmother had an accident with the new family car at midnight.  She had several of her lady friends with her they had been to a BUNCO party.  Oh my.   Stuff I never would have guess about Grandmother.  

Next; FI-WO-CA club.  What does that mean?!  You will be surprised. 


  

Sunday, August 2, 2015

One Hundred and Two. Happy Birthday Dad

Do you have stories of your life written down for your posterity?

I only have a few but, I do have a goal to do more, lots more in the coming year.  
Each time I read what my father wrote about his life I am reminded how grateful I am he wrote what he did.  It is so important.  
I do know he was going to write more but, put he put it off until he was unable to do so in the last years of his life.  Many memories lost.   

I still can't get over that he was a twelve pound baby!   And the picture of him on his tricycle with the stuffed dog; I remember the toy dog it was on rollers; it was kept for Gary and I to play with.  The picture with Dad sitting on the bench; the girl  is his second cousin Pauline Trealoar.  Pauline had a little sister Katie and Dad spoke of them fondly.  The only stories that were told to me when I was a child were about the fun times with Pauline and Katie. 
In the bottom picture you can see Dad's face in the window of the car and I believe Pauline is the taller girl and I believe the little girl is Pauline's sister Katie.  The girl in the middle is not known but, probably another cousin.

Dad writes that his earliest memory is living at his Grandparents house James and Sadie Hepworth, at 757 West and First North (which is second north today) across the street from Jackson School in Salt Lake City.  
Pauline and Katie lived in the next house on the East side. Pauline was six years older than Dad and Katie was three years younger. Dad writes that they had great times together and that whenever he got into a neighborhood quarrel with the other kids Pauline always came to his rescue.  

They shared illnesses together too.  Pauline was the only one of the 'gang' that was attending school when she brought home the Chicken Pox and of course Dad and sister Louise and Katie all caught the disease.  Immediately the Health Department Authorities came to the houses and hung across the doorway a sign; QUARANTINED STAY OUT CHICKEN POX. 

"We had a great time anyway, we stretched a length of string from our living room window to Pauline's living room window and put tin cans on each end of the string and had ourselves a string telephone."  

Don't you just love it.  SOCIAL MEDIA!

Love you, DAD





Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Grandmother Ethel Hepworth Tomlinson - Number one person on my mind lately.

Grandmother Tomlinson had five grandchildren.  Only four are in this picture taken at Easter time, 1950, in front of our home in Jerome, Idaho. My younger brother Ted wasn't born until three years later. Gary is the oldest grandchild born in 1936; me born in 1942; Lee born in 1945; sadly Lee died at age forty four in 1990.  Next is Ardyth born in 1943. Ardyth is one of my greatest fans in doing FamilySearch. I always look forward to her comments on each post and appreciate her support.

Ethel Hepworth was born in Salt Lake City on
 9 May 1887 to James Hepworth and Sarah Ann Kidgell.  She married George Wherrett Tomlinson on 2 October 1912. Ethel was twenty five years old and George was twenty seven.  George's true surname is Wherrett but that's another story that will be told on this blog. (Someday)
Grandmother had three children.  My father Vern Wherrett Tomlinson was born in the Salt Lake City Hospital on  2 August 1913 and just thirteen months later Katheryn Wherrett Tomlinson was born 19 November 1914.  She died the same day; a premature baby. Dad was four years old when his sister Louise Wherrett Tomlinson was born on 12 February 1918.
George and Ethel separated when my Dad was about fifteen years old.   (Another tale to be told sometime in the future.)  After the separation Grandmother, Dad and Louise moved to Albion, Idaho and lived with Grandmother's parents Edward and Sarah Hepworth.  Also, living in Albion were Grandmother's brothers.   


Cousin Lee and Ardyth, Aunt Louise and Grandmother pictured on the right were the only family I knew on my dad's side all the while I was growing up. Really, I was an adult with children before I ever met another Hepworth.
It was different with my older brother Gary. He was best friends with one of Grandmother's nephews John Clifford 'Jack' Hepworth. As you can see in the photo below Gary is feeling pretty smug in the company of his first cousin (once removed.)  Jack is nine years older than Gary. Gary told me whenever he visited in Albion he was Jack's "shadow." 

 Grandmother's father Edward died in 1944.  In 1947 her mother Sarah died. I'm not quite clear on what happened but after her mother died Grandmother no longer had contact with her Hepworth relations.
It was near this time (1947) that my Aunt Louise divorced her husband and moved in with my grandmother in the Albion house.  Louise continued her education at the Albion Normal School and Grandmother took over the duties of caring for Lee and Ardyth. 
 Grandmother had a handicap.  Her right knee was stiff and she walked with this stiff leg as if she walked liked normal person.  She never complained and I was so amazed as to how well she got around with only having one normal leg.  It wasn't until I read in Dad's life history that I learned the reason for her handicap.  

Dad writes "Mother had rheumatism for years after I was born.  She went to several doctors without receiving much help.  Dr. Openshaw told her that Utah winters were too harsh for her."

Grandmother, Louise, Dad and Nana spent two winters in Santa Monica for the reason to help with Grandmothers condition with her stiff knee. 
Dad mentions that the treatment did help but, only temporarily.  "Dr. Openshaw came up with an idea of how to treat Mother's rheumatism. He built  an oven which was made of bricks, mortar and electric wires, which covered her knee.  She took treatments with her leg in this oven two times a day with a very hot temperature. After about a month of this type of treatment it was decided the oven was a failure.  What really happened was that the oven dried up the fluid that was in the knee.  Her knee went completely stiff and she had no movement in that knee for the rest of her life"


I have more to write about Grandmother which I will in the coming weeks.The person who knew her best is my cousin Ardyth.  
The following is Ardyth's sentiments about Grandmother.   

It's hard to put my feelings about Grandmother into words.  She was always there in my life.  I simply cannot remember a time when Grandma was not the one running our home front, while mother was either in school or working as a teacher, and at times her teaching was throughout multiple towns in Idaho.  Mother worked hard, often late into the evening, but she could do that because Grandma was always there taking care of my brother and me.  I remember being absolutely sure there was nothing in the world that Grandma couldn't do or explain to me.  She was also a true force for change, as shown by her having worked as a young woman for the telephone company in Salt Lake City.  Grandmother supervised all of the Salt Lake City telephone operators.  Some years later she also did bookkeeping for the Albion State Normal School.  I can still remember, even as a young child of 4 or 5, when the Director of Finance would stop at our home in Albion, Idaho, bringing with him a multitude of documents/books for Grandma to work on.  Years later, when I began working, Grandmother, Mother, and myself would often treat ourselves to a Friday evening shopping excursion in the next town over, which was somewhat larger than the town we lived in.  Grandmother had difficulty walking due to a stiff leg so, when we had to cross streets on those evenings, she would grab my arm and away we'd go at a pretty respectable rate of speed in order to make it across before the light changed.  I still miss my dear Grandma. 

Grandmother died at age 81 on 18 November 1968


Wednesday, July 15, 2015

It has been three months since I have posted on my blog.  I haven't given up, I have just been pre-occupied with other activities.  This is the first summer in a few years all of our family has been 'HOME'.  Well, not ALL - Earl and I have one other daughter who lives many miles away with her husband and daughter. 

I have always said "I only blog about deceased people;" there are exceptions and this is the exception.  

Christopher returned from his two year mission in Moscow Russia for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints on 1 May which happens to be my birthday.  Certainly made my day, one I will never forget.   Maddison, Adrian, and Oliver have been here for several months and have just left for a job in Boston, MA.  Oh My.  Cassidy, Nick, Knox and little Capri are here for the summer because Nick is an instructor at a Community College and he has summers off. We are very happy about that. 

Since our last family picture three years ago we have increased by two more beings. First, Oliver who is not quite two then Capri who is ten months old.   In the next six months two more wonderful beings will join our family.  One more baby girl in November (Maddy and Adrian) and in January, Christopher will marry Inna in the Salt Lake City Temple.  

I have been replaced as the Stake Family History Director and it couldn't have happened at a better time.  I will say though, the Family History calling has been the best calling I have ever had.   So many wonderful experiences and wonderful people that I have had the privilege meet and to work with. .   And, I have learned so much.  I do know the more you learn the more you realize what you don't know.  I have lots of plans in the next months and it all has to do with doing more in Family History.  I'm not getting any younger and I need to ‘STEP IT UP.’ 

Oh! About not getting any younger was vividly discovered by all the activities with the family this summer.  Come evenings (early evening) this Great Grandmother was ready for rest. 

In a few more weeks  Christopher will be leaving for school and Cassidy and family will be returning to their home in Wyoming.  Nicole will be starting another year teaching English.   So grateful for the time we have been together; summer 2015.

 Renèe

Friday, April 17, 2015

TWINS AND MORE TWINS WITH SURNAME OF PETERSEN


The PETERSEN Twins.
Venus and Venice
Lori and Cari. 
What fun.
When I first married into the PETERSEN family Venus and Venice and me all had jobs locate downtown Pocatello.  When I would see one on the street during lunch time I never knew which one I was talking to.  It was so embarrassing for me.  Then we had twins.  Pay back time.  
It was so fun.  

RENEE 

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Cari year SIX.

Cari and Lori
July 1976
Sun Valley, Idaho
I read somewhere that
 "Time Heals Nothing, it just replaces Memories."

Mom