Annie Lillie Clark Walker – Builder of People and Quilts

FullSizeRender“Lillie’s life was not an easy one, but she knew how to find joy in work, in her family, friends, in service to others and many other little things. She loved the beauty around her and worked to keep her garden and flowers a delight to all who came to call. She created beauty with her hands, sewing many quilts as gifts and as a means of support for herself. One year, 1948 she quilted 26 quilts, made three more tops, braided and hooked 10 rungs and tatted four hankies. In July 1956 she got prizes on two of the three hooked rugs at the county fair. Her hands were never idle, and she gave of herself diligently to make life happier for those around her. [She] worked hard through her widowed years to sustain herself. She cared for mothers and their new babies, spending ten long nights and days for $25.00; the size of the family was no problem for her… While spending the last of her mortal life at Edna’s and Elmer’s just three nights before she died, as they knelt to have their family prayer, she said, ‘Let me pray tonight.’ And mind you she was very sick at this time. She said, ‘Dear Father, I am ready to die, and I want you to send my husband to get me…’ ”

Source

Excerpt from Life Histories of William Wallace and Annie Lillie Clark Walker, Compiled by Dorothy Griffin Hardman, a grand-daughter, August 2001. “This shortened version was compiled by Dolores for her own children and grandchildren.” Website accessed Sep. 2, 2017: http://www.familysearch.org/photos/artifacts/21838656

Framed photo, poem, and quilt piece: In possession of and imaged by Ken Hardman, great-grand-son. I presume that I received this framed work from my mother, Dorothy Hardman. I do not know whether she created the framework, or received it perhaps from her mother, Ella Mae Walker.

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Francis Ann Coon Hardman – Part 1, Childhood

Screen Shot 2017-08-24 at 10.15.47 PMIn 1848, five-year-old Francis Ann Coon and her siblings tried to cross the Garner pasture, but the bull saw them and charged. They ran for safety. Her sister “Permilia…climbed [a] tree and…[her brother] John handed all the younger children up before he climbed up himself” narrowly escaping the animals wrath.1 The Coon family, in route from Nauvoo to Council Bluffs was selected to go with the first pioneers to the Salt Lake Valley, but then Brigham Young assigned father Abraham Coon to remain a few years in Pottawattamie “to run a mill and help provide for the Saints…”2 The “corn was scarce,” but the “bluffs, glens, and running streams” were “picturesque.”3 Francis observed her father, Bishop Coon,4 a former member of the Nauvoo Legion and guard to Joseph Smith, faithfully help operate the Indian Mill on Big Mosquito Creek and care for families whose men had gone to serve in the Mormon Battalion2 including William Garner, the likely owner of the bull.3 At this young age, Francis experienced the faith of her parents, their determination to be endowed in the temple before leaving Nauvoo,2 and their sealing in Winter Quarters.5 After fulfilling their assignment in Iowa, Francis and her family walked1 most of the way to Salt Lake to carry out their hopes and dreams in Zion. It was in Salt Lake where Francis would meet her future husband.

References
1. Hardman Biographies, Ancestors of Sidney Glenn Hardman and Dorothy Mae Griffin, 2009, pg. 53, Adapted from histories written by Lehi and Francis’ daughter Amelia Hardman Sadler, as included in Goble’s Coon book.
2. FamilySearch, “Rachel Caroline Coon,” Memories, https://www.familysearch.org/tree/person/KWNF-WQY, Biography by Handy, Annette Cooley, accessed 8/24/2017
3. Keatley, John H., History of Pottawattamie County, Iowa, Chicago, O.L. Baskin & Co, 1883, pg. 330
4. “Settlements – Pottawattamie County, Indian Mill,” BYU The College of Life Sciences, http://winterquarters.byu.edu, Winter Quarters, accessed 8/24/2017
5. Newman, Jessie Coon, FamilySearch.org
6. “Pottawattamie County, Iowa Genealogy,” https://www.familysearch.org/wiki, accessed 8/24/2017

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Jacob Bischoff and Maria Jensen – Dusty Roads

Screen Shot 2017-07-23 at 9.38.33 PMDusty Roads – by Brent Greenhalgh (a tribute song to Jacob and Maria)

Jesus walked upon the water,
they had faith to sail the sea.
Jesus walked the dusty roads,
they did the same for me.
Their legacy of love,
for Christ lives on in what I do.
With faith in Christ
like they, I’ll see my own trail through.

Dusty roads walked the elders,
found a Denmark family
who would hear
what they had to say.
Maria, Jacob embraced their message,
the truth restored anew,
with four children
from their land bid adieu.

On the dusty roads near Omaha,
their trail became sore,
all four children died of measles,
this journey there no more.
Broken hearted they buried,
with no shoes on their feet,
their precious children trusting Jesus
their feet he would keep.

Dusty roads they walked to Zion,
with steadfast faith in Christ,
Knowing one day with their children
who had passed.
Maria knit four pairs of stockings
in their home in Fountain Green.
She was buried with these booties
with her children as foreseen.

Jesus walked upon the water,
they had faith to sail the sea.
Jesus walked the dusty roads,
they did the same for me.
Their legacy of love
for Christ lives on in what I do.
With faith in Christ
like they, I’ll see my own trail through.

Armed with power in great glory
humble saints lived quietly,
Trusting God in all they did,
they lived for you and me.
Now with feet planted forward
on our own dusty trail,
we face our future with faith
that all is well!

(written by Brent Greenhalgh, for the 2017 LDS Lehi Utah Stake Handcart Trek, photo from FamilySearch.org contributed by Loretta Bischoff. For more information about this family: https://familysearch.org/tree/person/KWJD-WQJ/details) #AncestorClips

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My Birthright – by Anna Jane Josephson Goodliffe

 

Anna Josephson GoodliffeI have been reading biographies and autobiographies about my wife’s ancestors, Lars Charles Josephson and Anna Isaacson, and their 12 children. I am very inspired by them. At first, all I could see was how brave they were and how difficult life was for them (from my perspective); but the more I read, the more I realized how noble and good and great they are. My wife and children are part of this great heritage. Here is a tender composition by their oldest daughter, Anna Jane.

“As I lay one glorious night thinking seriously concerning the wonders about me and delving into the endless deep blue above, where twinkled far more stars than I could count, a testimony was born to me of a Divine Providence governing, creating, and shaping all these–and even the wondrous earth upon which I had made my bed that particular evening. I marveled, thrilled and worshipped in the very depths of my soul the maker and giver of all things. Words faileth to express how plain it was to me that power greater than mans truly existed…”

(Continued at: https://familysearch.org/photos/artifacts/7284022) (Story excerpt from familysearch.org contributed by Lynn G. Robbins, with photo contributed to familysearch.org by Dorothy Ellen Hammond) #ancestorclips

 

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Ferril Losee – A Brilliant Engineer

Ferril Losee EngineerOn the farm young Ferril was taught by his father “to work hard and be a good person.” In addition to farming, football, dancing and music, Ferril was good “with [his] hands and could do construction and other tasks… The principal… once said, ‘I never had a son, but if I had I would like him to be just like you.’” Before graduating, with books in hand he hitchhiked each afternoon to learn about electricity and motors at a vocational school. With good grades in science, Ferril received a scholarship to BYU. He completing his undergraduate work at the University of Utah in his strongest subject, electrical engineering, where he “helped to run a student/faculty lounge, where we would electrocute hot dogs—the best hot dogs you ever tasted—with our electrical gismos.” In 1953 he earned his bachelor of science degree, complimented by the Outstanding Engineering Graduate award from the Institute of Radio Engineering, and received job offers from all seven of the companies with which he interviewed. Ferril chose Hughes Aircraft Company where he, “invented things and headed up the first satellite communications group,” completed his master of science degree at the University of Southern California, and for six years “did other things that were exciting.” At Aeroneutronics he “had an enviable record of getting new business, and that was very good for [him] financially.” After another 6 years, “I was shocked,” when “I received an offer to be the Chairman of the Electrical Engineering Department,” at BYU. He built what “eventually became one of the outstanding electrical engineering schools in the country.” Ferril taught for a couple decades and consulted for government agencies and industries. His specialties were radio, radar, and x-ray. In his retirement, he wrote two successful editions of an engineering textbook, in which he wrote, “there is both a desire and a need to learn about this important subject as completely and as easily as possible.”

(by Kenneth R. Hardman, Reference: The Losee Family History – Ancestors and Descendants of Lyman Peter Losee and Mary Ann Peterson, compiled by Ferril A. Losee, Jana K. Hardman Greenhalgh, Lyman A. Losee, 2001) #AncestorClips

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Andrew and Anna Maria Peterson – Frock of Flowers, Nothing too good for Grandma

petersonandrewanna“Grandfather always had such lovely flowers. He took great pains with them and spent many hours in caring for them. One summer afternoon, the flowers were a riot of color and bloom. As I ran into grandma’s house, I noticed how beautiful they were. Grandfather and Grandmother were both inside. I said hello and stayed just a minute or two. Then, out I flitted to explore the yard. I again saw the flowers and the idea struck me that it would be a fine thing to get some flowers for Grandma. I wore a frock with a full gathered skirt. I pulled this up and used it for a basket, just letting myself go here and there, any place that I could see an unusually large or beautiful bloom or bright color, I picked it. Nothing could be too good for Grandma. Screen Shot 2017-05-29 at 8.46.21 PMThen I went in. Grandfather met me first. His eyes sort of dilated. He could not believe what he saw. Most of his beautiful flowers in my one little dress. He put his hand on my head and said, “My girl, my girl.” His tone was not cross, but I knew that I had greatly displeased him. With spirits drooping, tears in my eyes, and with quivering lips, I went over to Grandmother and said, “I picked them for you, Grandma.” She patted me and said, “Of course you did, aren’t they lovely?” Her manner was so kind and reassuring that it made me forget that it was so bad.”

MaryElizabethLoseeOlsen(by Mary Elizabeth Losee Olsen, about her grandparents, Andrew and Anna Maria Peterson, excerpt from The Losee Family History – Ancestors and Descendants of Lyman Peter Losee and Mary Ann Peterson, Ferril Losee and others, 2000. Illustration by descendants.) #AncestorClips

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Junior Tennyas Griffin – A Good Baby; A Proud Mother

GriffinJuniorTennyas“I was 22 years… old when my first babe was placed in my arms… We arrived at the hospital just before 6 PM… The night was long and the pains were hard. My husband… was kind and attentive. ‘When, oh when would my baby come?’ I was a little frightened. I…pulled [at my husband] when those pains struck me. I had been with my mother when her last two babies were born and… realized a very small percentage of what took place at childbirth. Finally, as the wee hours… crept in, I was taken to the delivery room; nurses and doctors all in white. I was so tired and the pains more severe… I was to breathe deeply the stuff they put into the mask… I remember the roaring noise as I swiftly went down a flume that was taking me on and on, so quickly and so far away. The next thing I knew, I was… in a nice clean bed, a nurse nearby, my husband sitting near me. It was almost 7:30 AM of May 17, 1924. ‘Is my baby all right?’ Junior was born at 6:00 AM, a beautiful baby, 6 pounds, 2 oz.… [The nurse] laid that little gift from heaven in my arms, and his tiny little fingers were touched by mine. Oh, what a beautiful baby, and he is all mine. I am a mother, and my husband is the father. [Soon] we went to town and bought a Pullman baby carriage, the nicest one in Ogden city. It was a beauty. I had the most beautiful baby boy, and I was indeed proud of him. I sewed his clothes; thanksgiving was in every stitch. I made him two-piece suits and always a cute bow tie and cap. As he got to walking age, his hair was blond and very curly. Everyone stopped to admire him. He was a good baby.”

(by Ella Mae Walker Griffin, extracted from “The Story of Ella Mae Walker and Walter Tennyas Griffin,” compiled by Dorothy Hardman, 1993, abridged by Kenneth R. Hardman, also in Hardman Biographies – Ancestors of Sidney Glenn Hardman and Dorothy Mae Griffin, Dec. 2009) #AncestorClips

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