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Monday, February 2, 2015

Examples of Family Prayer












I was teaching a Sunday School lesson about family prayer this week read this quote  
from former LDS Church President Gordon B. Hinckley:

A generation or two ago, family prayer in the homes of Christian people throughout the world was as much a part of the day’s activity as was eating.  As that practice has diminished, the moral decay has ensued. 

Oh, that we as a people might fully cultivate this practice, which was of such importance to our pioneer forebears. Family prayer was as much a part of their worship as were the meetings convened in the Tabernacle.  With the faith that came of those daily invocations, they grubbed the sagebrush, led the waters to the parched soil, made the desert blossom, governed their families in love, lived in peace on with another, and made their names immortal as they lost themselves in the service of God.  (Ensign, Feb 1991, p. 2)

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The large family of George Ogden Chase family would regularly kneel in family prayer. In her written memories, daughter Kate Chase writes proudly of her father leading them in family prayer without fail.  (See Chase History compiled by Clarissa Chase Weiss.)
This Chase family of Centerville had 15 children.  Five died in infancy and one in her youth. (David died of typhoid or appendicitis while attending the Ag College in Logan.) With all the comings and goings of this large family, it was probably difficult to gather, but they made it happen.  I would credit that practice to Mother Josephine as George was often gone from home on business.

Brigham H. Roberts, a friend of the family, wrote:
“They were the best family group that I have known in the world.   The mother (Josephine Streeper Chase) was a quiet and gentle character, though scarcely ever rising to the effort of governing and controlling the household, yet the household was governed and the children were obedient and markedly responsible to their parents.”  Smoot, Sheriff, The City In-Between-History of Centerville, Utah, 1975, p. 274
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In my own family, James and Maxine Owen would lead us in prayer each day. While growing up, we would kneel at the kitchen table chairs just before our evening meal to have family prayer, just like my mother's family did it when she was young.  I remember how we would especially pray for my older brother, Ralph, that he would be protected as he left our "family nest" at a young age.

Modern apostles and prophets counsel families to remember to share a moment together in giving praise, honor and glory to God.  In October 2014 General Conference, Elder Richard G. Scott said:

“Parents, help safeguard your children by arming them morning and night with the power of family prayer. Children are bombarded every day with the evils of lust, greed, pride, and a host of other sinful behaviors. Protect your children from daily worldly influences by fortifying them with the powerful blessings that result from family prayer. Family prayer should be a nonnegotiable priority in your daily life.” (Ensign Nov. 2014, p. 93)
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A. Russell Croft, grandson of John Croft, wrote in 1977:
John (Croft) was a deeply religious man.  “Family Prayer” was the rule in the Croft home.  I vividly recall on morning after breakfast, when the family was seated at the kitchen table with John in his usual position at the south end of the table, in his “Congress Chair”.  No one had left the table as grandfather was giving some bits of wisdom from his long, varied experiences.  He was not too well and was nearing the end of his vigorous and successful life.  He alled for prayer and I can remember, to this day, one thing he said, “If I die give the boys good warm socks to go out to milk the cows and do the chores.”
John Croft and Amelia Mitchell Croft-Pioneers of 1860 by Alfred Russell Croft, 1977, p. vii

Emma Amelia Croft most likely led the Croft family in family prayer when John Croft was away working on the railroad.  She wrote poems about prayer which have been preserved among her writings.

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Probably the faithful Bishop Henry Clegg, Jr. would have had family prayers so as to lead his Heber City 2nd Ward by example.

It is true that a family kneeling in prayer was more customary of our parent's times and more generally practiced in society when I was younger. 

 My Aunt Mardene (my mother's sister) wrote about prayer in the Chase and Lillian Moulton home:  "As to family prayer, I can remember turning our chairs around and kneeling for family prayer – usually on a Sunday.  Sometimes we had our big Sunday dinner in the front room, and I remember that happening then.  We had a big table in the dinette room that seated 12 of us – (Norma was married and remained in Heber.)  We would just have a blessing on the food during the week.  I suppose trying to get everyone on the same schedule was the goal in the good old days, but family dinner time has really taken a hit with many families in current times."
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In the Mark and Cyndy Weiss family, we would have family prayer following a “scripture time” each day.  As homeschoolers, it was probably the most important part of our “curriculum”.   Teaching the children that we acknowledged the hand of God in our lives was certainly a major part of their “lessons”. 

As President Gordon B. Hinckley once said:

A return to the old pattern of prayer, family prayer in the homes of the people is one of the basic medications that would check the dread disease that is eroding the character of our society.  (Ensign, Feb 1991, p. 2)

I would hope that this powerful tradition of a family kneeling in prayer continues in my children’s families and then in their own children’s families.










Sunday, July 13, 2014

The Matriarch of the Owen Clan

Reva Maxine Moulton Owen Webb 

The Matriarch of the Owen Clan celebrates her 92nd birthday on July 17, 2014.
She is a living treasure house of great wisdom.
A few years back I wrote up something for a birthday memory.  I thought I would share it again.




My Mother, Reva Maxine Moulton Owen Webb
Written by Cyndy Weiss for 89th Birthday on July 17, 2011

Your successes…
  • We begin the list with 9 of them: Ralph, Cynthia, Louise, Sandra, Steven, Diane, Donald, David, and Teresa.…add to those nine all their children and grandchildren.  Your ever increasing posterity honors you for your faithfulness.
  • You were a loving, supportive "help-meet" to Jim Owen.
  • You were a wonderful spouse to LaVarr and loved his family as well!
  • You are a competent organizer, office manager, secretary, accountant, family historian, carpenter, and nurse.
  • You are a successful editor and publisher!
  • You are an eager learner.
  • You are totally unafraid of modern technology.

What you taught me…
  • That I am a daughter of God.
  • To love Jesus Christ and to serve in His Church.
  • To follow the Prophets.
  • To appreciate my ancestry.
  • How to work without complaint.
  • How to watch my expenses and stretch my income.
  • How to enjoy the arts.
  • How to sew.
  • To make the best of whatever comes.

How we are alike…
  • We share interest in reading.
  • We love learning  and enjoy lectures broadcast on BYU-TV.
  • We share interest in our ancestors.
  • We share interest in "scrap collecting" and trying to figure out how best to store and share our memories.

How we are different…
  • You love cooking, and I don't.
  • You are quieter.
  • You are fearless about solving technology challenges.

How I saw you when I was in High School…
  • I was pretty self-centered and don't really remember all that you so unselfishly did so that I could be focused on "my things".
  • You were obviously very supportive, or I couldn't have enjoyed all that I did during those formative years.


How I see you now…
  • I marvel that you have had the strength and energy you have been blessed with all these years.
  • I am inspired by your ability to do so much on your own even in your advancing years.
  • I love how you "sparkle" when your family is around.
  • I love helping you check off everything on your list when we visit.

How you raised me…
  • To trust that God would take care of me.
  • To keep commandments that would protect me.
  • To honor the Priesthood.
  • To love my country.
  • To love children.
  • To love learning.
  • To work hard.

My best memories of you are…
  • Going with you to see "Man of LaMancha" at Portland Civic Theater.
  • Helping you can tomatoes and peaches and watching you baking whole wheat bread.
  • Going to the Salt Lake Temple with you as my escort.
  • Getting letters and packages from you while I was on my mission--when I received a dress that I marveled that you had found time to sew it.
  • Coming home from my mission and seeing how you managed while building the house in Leeds.
  • Seeing you happily settled in your different homes when we would come to Utah.
  • Your strength after Dad, LaVarr, and Evelyn died.
  • Coming to visit us in Redmond when Samuel was born and later William.
  • Meeting you at the airport when you were flying (standby with David's passes) to Sea-Tac airport to visit us.
  • Watching you enjoy your Moulton family gatherings with your own brothers and sisters after moving back to Salt Lake once more.
  • Watching you during all the Owen reunions-busying yourself to help make everyone feel welcomed.  (Remember when we came to Leeds for Thanksgiving and moved the shed!)
  • Being with you at our "Sisters Reunion" at Kala Point when you told us wonderful "dating stories."


What you love to do…
  • Read.
  • Collect and perfect recipes.
  • Crochet slippers, afghans
  • Needlework (temple aprons).
  • Organize memories.


Why I'll always respect you…
  • Because you lived through tough Southern Utah days with grace.
  • Because you figured out how to survive during challenging days of Dad's illnesses and go forward with faith.
  • Because you have kept the family strong ties through newsletters, email communication and Family Reunions.
  • Because you supported and nursed and lifted so many during their last days of life. (James Owen, LaVarr Webb, Evelyn McDougal, and Julie Webb.)
  • Because you are grateful for all you have been given.
  • For enduring the daily challenges…preparing meals, doing laundry, housecleaning and getting "things" done that I didn't really understand until I became a mom.

What you do for others…
  • You reach out to include all.
  • You make encouraging responses to email and Facebook entries.
  • You make beautiful temple aprons and afghans.
  • You teach others how to knit and crochet.
  • You tell stories about your loved ones.
  • You let us know that you care for us.

How I feel about you…
  • I love you with all my heart and am so appreciative of all I have learned while watching your example.
  • I am so proud you, Mom.  Proud of how you have lived your life and continue to be an example of righteous GRANDmotherhood.
  • I am grateful to be your daughter.

Your Patriarchal Blessing says…
  • That you are "honored and favored of our Father in Heaven." 
  • That you "promised Him (Father in Heaven) that you would implant in the hearts of His children a desire to know of His ways."
  • That you are blessed "with a strong mind and with a determination not to be thrown off the straight and narrow way."
  • That you will say, "What have I done to receive these wonderful blessings?"
  • That you "will not lack for bread and raise up friends to administer unto your needs when you will be in need of those blessings."
  • That you will "be permitted to open the door of salvation to many of His children."
  • That your  "life will be prolonged here upon the earth until your hair becomes gray and your form totters with age."
  • That "those days will be the golden days of your life, when you can look back with joy and satisfaction."
  • That people will "come to you with sorrowing hearts and will be cheered up through your spirituality and through your kind words."
  • That you will be blessed with "sons and daughters that will be a delight and a comfort to you and an honor to your Father in Heaven."
  • That "there is no blessing like that of being a mother in Israel."
  • Some blessings still await you…
  • "Blessings will be in store for you in the Kingdom of our Father in Heaven awaiting you when life's mission is complete." 
  • "You will come forth in the morning of the first resurrection."

And so another year has come and gone.  How thankful we are for your HD (High Definition-Humility and Diligence) living.   
Maxine and Cyndy in 2009.

Thanks for sharing all your memories.  Someday I will retype your personal history we composed together way back in 1976-79.  Your memories of growing up in Heber Valley and Salt Lake City have become precious to me.  Thanks for being so great about sharing them and your "Legacy of Faith".  
Family History has always been one of Maxine's interests.  She organized all the Moulton family photos and made a CD for extended family in the 1990's.

I love the Patriarchal promise you received that your "life will be prolonged here upon the earth until your hair becomes gray and your form totters with age" and that "those days will be the golden days of your life, when you can look back with joy and satisfaction."  I have lived long enough to see that blessing fulfilled.
 
It takes someone special to become a true Matriarch.  You did it!




Reva Maxine Moulton in 2012.



 Just before Tiffany Owen left on her mission in 2013 she came to see her Great Grandma Owen. 





A Brief History of our Matriarch compiled by Cyndy Weiss and detailed in Reva Maxine Moulton Owen's Personal History (through 1979) in possession of Cyndy Weiss.


  • Childhood in Heber City, UT.
  • Maxine's teenage years in Salt Lake City.
  • Meeting Jim Owen at BYU and marrying in 1948.
  • Moving to Burley, ID to teach seminary.
  • Jim getting polio and returning to SLC to be close to Veterans Hospital.
  • Iron Lung and long weeks in recovery.
  • Jim learning how to walk again (with help from baby Cynthia).
  • Moving to Portland, OR for Jim to attend Western States Chiropractic College.
  • Being janitor (with family slave labor) for LDS church and Chiropracic College to help pay for school.
  • Living in 6 different homes in Portland areas--mostly SE.
  • Surgery to repair enlarged stomach.
  • Finding home that would work for Clinic and home in Sellwood area.
  • Maxine worked in office of Willamette View Chiropractic Clinic.
  • Jim's vision problems.  Kidney failure.  Move to St. George, UT (Leeds, UT)
  • Homeschooling children in Utah (Diane, Donald, David, Teresa).
  • Maxine is "foreman" as Jim supervises the building huge "dream home" in Leeds.
  • Trips to SLC for VA appointments and dialysis treatments and training.
  • James passes away at VA Hospital.
  • Maxine dates LaVarr Webb.  Remarries.
  • Public Communications Mission to New Jersey cut short because of illness.
  • Move to Salt Lake City, UT- trailer court in West Valley City.
  • Maxine assists LaVarr in self-publishing his books.
  • LaVarr Webb dies from leukemia after a 17 year battle.
  • Evelyn Moulton MacDougal, Maxine's sister, moves in with Maxine until Evelyn's death.
  • Carbon monoxide poisoning.  Maxine very sick then slowly recovers.
  • Move to Perry, UT to live in house built by Louise and David Daniels.
Clegg Family Reunion in Liberty Park in 1945.   Can you find Maxine?

Sunday, March 23, 2014

"Become the Rock the River Cannot Wash Away"

We can find many stories from the lives of our ancestors that demonstrate "Spiritual Stamina".   These stories have blessed my life as I came to believe "I can do it because they did!"  Richard Maynes in LDS General Conference of October 2013 spoke of this kind of endurance and quoted an anonymous author:   "You must become the rock the river cannot wash away."



"Many of the challenges we face in life can be solved and overcome; however, others may be difficult to understand and impossible to overcome and will be with us until we pass on to the next life. As we temporarily endure the challenges we can solve and as we continue to endure the challenges we cannot solve, it is important to remember that the spiritual strength we develop will help us successfully endure all the challenges we face in life.

"Great examples of spiritual stamina come from our own family histories. Among the many stories from our ancestors, we will be able to find examples that demonstrate the positive characteristics of endurance."    (https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2013/10/the-strength-to-endure)

As I have researched the lives of my family, I have found many examples of individuals who simply woke up each morning to faithfully face the challenges each day presented.  Here are but a few.

My mother: Reva Maxine Moulton Owen Webb
She is nearing 92 years and gracefully enduring to the end.  She has nurtured her faith and that of her own 9 children over all these years.  Her early years of poor health and challenging life didn't dampen her faith.  She has watched many in her own family have "crossed over" and patiently awaits her turn to join them.  Like Paul she taught by example how to "run with patience the race that is set before us."  (Hebrews 12:1)

My father:  James Austin Owen
His own father died when he was only a boy of seven.  He honored his widowed mother by living a good life.  He suffered polio when he was a young father.  As a former high school and college athlete, it was a challenge for him to relearn to walk and use his weakened legs and arms.  He returned to school to became a doctor of Chiropractic medicine in a day when some thought it was "quack medicine."  His strong ideals caused him to battle "Big Government" for many years.  Diabetes and kidney failure took his life at age 59.   He never wavered in his faith, but shared it with all who would listen.  His greatest joy was to hear that his children "walk(ed) in truth" 3 John 1:4.

My step-father:  LaVarr B. Webb
This man shared our lives for 20 years.  He was the only grandfather my children knew.  From butcher to college professor, he showed his posterity that going back to school and "re-tooling" oneself was possible.He battled with Leukemia for 17 of those 20 years and pressed forward.
He taught his children "to walk in the ways of truth and soberness." (Mosiah 4:15).

My 3rd Great Grandparents:  Thomas and Sarah Denton Moulton
It took fifteen years of scrimping and saving coins in a fruit jar and the help of the "PEF" (Perpetual Emigration Fund) for the Moulton family to come to America and join their fellow "Saints" in Zion.  They were willing to suffer, sacrifice and even start over their life in rural mountain area of northern Utah to bring the blessings of freedom and faith to their numerous posterity. 
 "And it shall come to pass in the last days, that the mountain of the Lord’s house shall be established in the top of the mountains, and shall be exalted above the hills; and all nations shall flow unto it.

 "And many people shall go and say, Come ye, and let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, to the house of the God of Jacob; and he will teach us of his ways, and we will walk in his paths: for out of Zion shall go forth the law, and the word of the Lord from Jerusalem"  (Isaiah 2:2-3)

My 3rd Great Grandfather:  John Griffiths
John Griffith's sacrifice touches my heart deeply.  He worked for 15 years as a tireless missionary and branch president building up "The Kingdom of God" in England.  Then he finally makes the difficult journey to America, pulls a handcart to Utah Valley, buries his two sons (ages 9 and 11) along the trail, and dies the very night he arrives in the Salt Lake Valley.
Like Paul, John Griffiths could say: "I have fought the good fight, I have finished my course, I havekept the faith.  Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that day" (2 Timothy 4:7-8).

My 2nd Great Grandparents: Henry and Margaret Griffiths Clegg
Henry "wasted and wore out his life" (D&C 123: 13)  building up Zion.  He watched  his first wife die on the trail. Then he buried their baby son in her arms. He "kept moving."  He was a soldier, a musician, a builder, a storekeeper, a beloved Heber City Bishop, and a great father.  He died young and left his widowed wives to care for a large family.   Margaret was a beloved "handcart pioneer" and a faithful visiting teacher to the end of her long and difficult life. 

My husband's 3rd Great Grandparents: Isaac and Phebe Ogden Chase
Isaac and Phebe left their good life in New York to join the cause of the restored gospel.  They gave of their resources and their time and talent to build Zion.  They sacrificed all because they recognized the truth in the doctrines taught by living prophets.   Father & Mother Chase lived faithful to the end despite what others perceived as being wronged by leaders.  They knew what mattered most. "Seek not after riches nor the vain things of this world; for behold, you cannot carry them with you. (Alma 39:14)

My husband's 3rd Great Grandparents:  John and Amelia Croft
Leaving England to come to America and begin a new life together, the newlyweds made their way to Enterprise, Morgan County, Utah.  They built up a life and did the best they could to provide for their large posterity.   He worked the railroad, built up his farm, served as postmaster, and did whatever he could to provide. His willingness to move to Star Valley after building up a life in Morgan County showed his determination to heed the call of a living prophet.  "Yea, we can see that the Lord in his great infinite goodness doth bless and prosper  those who put their trust in him" (Helaman 12:1).

My husband's 2nd Great Grandparents:  Max & Annie Weiss
Leaving Belarus to come to America in the early nineteenth century was a manifestation of their desire to provide for a better life for their young family.  Living in Vernal, Utah in pioneer times was not for the faint in heart.  Annie's faithfulness to her Jewish traditions while living in the midst of "Mormons" was an indication of her great faith.  She raised two grandchildren when their own parents died and was widowed for 21 years.    "Hast thou not known? hast thou not heard? He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength... they that wait upon  the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint" (Isaiah 40:28-31).

Richard Maynes reminds us:
"Every morning when we wake up, we face a new day filled with the challenges of life. These challenges come in many forms: physical challenges, financial setbacks, difficulties with relationships, emotional trials, and even struggles with one’s faith.

"Heavenly Father has organized our journey through life to be a test of our character. We are exposed to both good and evil influences and then given the moral agency to choose for ourselves which path we will take.

"Because we face challenges every day, it is important that we work on our spiritual stamina every day. When we develop spiritual stamina, the false traditions of the world, as well as our personal daily challenges, will have little negative impact on our ability to endure in righteousness.


"Great examples of spiritual stamina come from our own family histories. Among the many stories from our ancestors, we will be able to find examples that demonstrate the positive characteristics of endurance."

I am thankful for the faithful lives of my ancestors that show me how to "become the rock the river cannot wash away."

Thursday, March 6, 2014

Owen Family Heirlooms: the Lamp, the Bowl, and the Quilt

heir·loom

noun \ˈer-ˌlüm\ : a valuable object that is owned by a family for many years and passed from one generation to another




I only have a few "heirlooms" from the Owen Family. It is tangible evidence that real people I know mostly from pictures once lived.   I keep most of my heirlooms in an oversized trunk I once bought at Goodwill.  Some heirlooms are a bit harder to keep than others.

1929 photo of the Owen Family.  James in the middle with his mother, Ida, in the back.  Velma, Delcie, and Harold are pictured, but Ancil is missing.

The oil hurricane lamp was passed down through the Owen descendants.  I believe it was used by the Fish family.  It is easily over 100 years old.  I move it from my living room when the quadcopters are being flown at Christmas!  We forget that it wasn't that long ago and this was the only source of light for our ancestors.   Imagine reading and studying by the light of this lamp.  Maybe we'll try it out one of these days.


Oil Lamp from the Owen-Fish family


This bowl is from a set of dishes that once belonged to Ida Ellen Fish Owen.
Bowl that belonged to the Ralph and Ida Owen family

Ida Ellen was my grandmother and she died when I was nine years old.  She seemed a quiet woman and I really don't have many memories about her.  I know she was a great cook and supported her family as a single mom working in the kitchen at a nearby college in Lincoln, Nebraska.   She would often invite others to dinner.

Ida Ellen Fish Owen  (October 16, 1885-September 12, 1961).  This photo was taken at James Owen's wedding in 1948.


My father (James Owen) was attending Chiropractic School in Portland, Oregon and he talked his mother, Ida, into moving from Nebraska to the Northwest where two of her children then lived.  She was there from about 1955-1961.  I remember enjoying Thanksgiving at her home when we lived in Portland.  I think I "remember" that because we have pictures of that time with her. 
1957 Thanksgiving at Grandma Owen's house. Steven Owen is the baby.

This shell and the glass bowl were among the items Delcie Owen O'Grady (Ida's daughter) gave to Diane Portnoy and I when we went to visit her Nebraska in 1993.

Note the July 1909 written in pencil inside the shell.
I had a note from Delcie that said, "French Lick, Indiana"  and she said she really didn't know the story behind this keepsake.  I imagine the shell was found at a gift shop in French Lick, Indiana when Ida's future husband, Ralph Eugene Owen, proposed to her and so she saved this shell.   We don't really know, but we can see the July 1909 penciled inside.  Maybe it was something Ralph kept and it ended up in the Owen cedar chest (in Diane's possession). We do know that Ralph and Ida Owen were married on August 21, 1909 in Jackson, Indiana.


This quilt top was a crazy quilt patchwork made from clothes the Owen family no longer used.  Note the wool pieces that were possibly from men's suit scraps.  Maybe they were from clothing once worn by Ralph Eugene Owen.  Ralph died in 1928 and as the Owen family lived through the depression.  I'm sure they would "reduce, reuse, and recycle" just like we should today.   Putting this quilt top together (probably in the 1930's) likely brought back memories of Ida's happy years with Ralph and her five children. It has moved with me from Redmond, WA to Vancouver, WA to Logan, UT always calling for me to repair it.

This summer the Ida Owen granddaughters will redo the backing and restore this 1930's quilt to a better state.
Ralph and Ida Owen were on a business trip/retreat in Scottsbluff, Nebraska celebrating almost 20 years of marriage when he went fishing, was chilled, got fevered, and died from pneumonia on July 20, 1928.  His death left Ida a widow for 33 years.  


We still have lots of research to do to find out more about our OWEN lines.  I feel blessed that we have the histories of three of the children (Delcie, Velma, and James).  It seems that "touching" these "real" items reminds me of my heritage in a different way.  They were real living, breathing people with hopes and dreams and lamps and bowls and quilts.  I am grateful to know that the Owens were a God-fearing people and taught us of the Master by word and by example.




Saturday, February 22, 2014

First Converts to Mormonism (Part One)


First Converts to Mormonism  (Part One)
(Owen, Clegg, Griffiths, Moulton Stories)


I was once counseled to search out who were the first converts to the restored Gospel of Jesus Christ in our family history.  That was easy since my father, James Austin Owen, was the first member of the LDS (The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saint) Church in my paternal line.   He was about 23 years old.  
1942  James A. Owen and his mother Ida Ellen Fish Owen

The Owen family was living in Lincoln, Nebraska when he joined the church. It was during WWII and James was in the Army. A buddy in radio school, LeGrand Lee, shared the gospel message with him.  Dad joined the church, later came west to attend BYU, and met my mother at the Heber J. Grant Library.  They were married in the Salt Lake Temple in 1948.

No one in my father’s immediate family ever joined the LDS church but my dad was motivated to get all the names of his extended family and do their temple.  I was enlisted in his cause and in the 1970’s we did much of ordinance work in behalf of the Owen Family.  I was in my 20’s and I was hooked.  Searching out the stories of my dead relatives became a hobby.  Researching for my paternal family lines became especially important to me. 

Henry Clegg, Sr.  1788-1865 was among the first baptized members in Great Britain.

On my maternal side, we definitely claim old pioneer stock.  In fact, Mom’s great great-grandfather, Henry Clegg, Sr. raced to the River Ribble in Preston, England to be among the first baptized members of the church in Great Britain by Heber C. Kimball.  I grew up hearing wonderful stories about these amazing Mormon pioneer ancestors.  (There will be more about the Clegg, Cummings, Jones, and Jensen lines in future blogs.)

Mom’s great-great grandfather, John Griffiths, was a branch president in the London area, building up the church for fifteen years before he was able to make the journey to America and gather with the Saints in “Zion”.  He was blessed to bring his second wife, two daughters, and two sons with him. 

They left England on the ship Horizon in 1856 and made their way to Iowa City, Iowa and joined the ill-fated Martin Handcart Company.  (Think the movie “17 Miracles”.  See trailer on youtube.com.)  They were caught in early winter snows and he watched his two sons die on the trail.  Eleven year old John Griffiths, Junior froze to death about 50 miles outside of Devil’s gate and the 5 year old Herbert Griffiths died near Independence Rock.  The step mother of the Griffiths children, Elizabeth Webb, “couldn’t stand the thought of frozen earth falling on the little lad’s bare face, so from her pitifully few cherished possessions from her distant England she took a white nightgown.  This she pulled over the little frozen body like a sack.”  (See more details about the Griffiths family in Andrew D. Olsen, The Price We Paid.)

In Jane’s Griffiths Fullmer autobiography (on LDS Family Tree) she wrote:  “One morning when I awoke, my brother John, age 15 years, lay dead by my side. He died of starvation and cold. During that night 19 people died. They dug a trench and laid them in it. We had to leave them there and resume our journey. Two weeks later my brother Herbert, age six years, died the same way.”
Drawing of John Griffiths
John’s two daughters lived to see the Valley as did John, Sr., but in his weakened condition, his strength ran out and he died the night they arrived in the Salt Lake Valley. His two surviving daughters, Margaret and Jane, ages 16 and 8, were placed in the homes of strangers and separated from their step-mother.
John Griffiths died the night after arriving in Salt Lake Valley. Buried in Salt Lake City Cemetery.
Jane Griffiths (later Fullmer) married and settled in Cache Valley.  I’m sure she was thrilled to watch the building of the Logan Temple and saw many of her own posterity marry in that Holy House of God.  My second great grandmother, Margaret Griffith (Clegg), ended up in Springville and eventually moved to Heber City, Utah.  Both recognized that their father sacrificed his life in serving others and enabled them to come to America and gather with the Saints in Zion.   Both were ever faithful to their temple covenants. 

About this same time period there was another family, the Moultons, in Irchester, England.  They were likewise attracted to the message of the restored Gospel as taught by Heber C. Kimball and others.  Heber was their family friend and the Moultons named one of their children after “their” missionary.  (Actually, they were part of the British immigrant group that decided to name their city after “their” missionary and settled what became Heber City, UT.)  

Thomas and Sarah Denton Moulton
Thomas and Sarah Moulton had seven children, four girls and three boys. When they received news through the missionaries about the Perpetual Emigration Fund (PEF), they began making preparations for their voyage.  Their faithful mother, Sarah Denton Moulton, had a fruit jar in which she had saved money for fifteen years.  Combined with the funds from Brigham Young’s PEF, they were able to join their fellow saints in America!


The family received a Priesthood promise that they would all safely gather to Zion.  They got on the ship Thornton and three days after setting sail, their seventh child was born.  He was so small and frail that he was carried on a pillow until after they got to Utah.  He miraculously survived the ordeal.

For two weeks the sailing was fine, but the ship ran into icebergs and a storm.  Many were sick.  Then a fire broke out aboard ship destroying much of their food supply.  They ate seabiscuits and rice for the remainder of the voyage.  Six weeks after leaving Liverpool, they sailed into New York harbor.   Then they boarded the train going through Albany, Buffalo, Chicago and arriving at Iowa City.  Where they joined the  the ill-fated Willie Handcart Company.  (Again, think the movie “17 miracles”.)  Every member of this family was preserved according to the promise given them.
(The history written by Verda Hicken, great-granddaughter of Thomas Moulton, is a great resource for more details: www.ourgrandmasandgrandpas.com.)
Mormon Handcart Pioneers
Little seven-year old Heber was tied with a rope to the handcart to keep him from straying away.  An older woman held onto his hand as they made their way through the early snows and freezing temperatures in Wyoming. He had frostbite in his left hand and part of his fingers were later amputated upon arriving in Salt Lake, but his right fingers, warmed by his kindly older friend, were saved.

Mormon wrote:  "And as surely as the Lord liveth, will he gather in from the four quarters of the earth all the remnant of the seed of Jacob, who are scattered abroad upon all the face of the earth"  (3 Nephi 5:24).   I have witnessed that gathering of the family of Jacob.  In fact, I am the result of that gathering.

How thankful I am for these valiant pioneers who prepared the way for me and my posterity.   These “blessed, honored pioneers” braved the difficult journey to come to America in hopes for a better life for their posterity.    

As Vilate C. Raile so eloquently wrote:


“They cut desire into short lengths 
and fed it to the hungry fires of courage.
Long after, when the flames had died, 
molten gold gleamed in the ashes.
They gathered it into bruised palms 
and handed it to their children
And to their children’s children 
forever.”