Sarah Rene Johansen

 

Sara Rene Johansen

August 23, 1956 — December 31, 2025

Chester Tooele

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Sara Renee Johansen (Shelley) was born August 23, 1956 to Elmer J. and Rega Clark Shelley in Mount Pleasant, Utah. She was the seventh of ten children; sister to three boys and six girls.

Sara grew up in Mountainville Utah where she enjoyed the family farm. She graduated high school and met John Christensen where she later gave birth to her son Brad. She later Married Kenneth (Ken) Mitchell and birthed two additional children Rebekah and Erin. In 1991, she Married Tommy (Tom) Johansen and gained two additional step daughters Jackie and Michelle.

Early in her marriage, Tommy had a heart attack while on a family camping trip. It was later discovered he had health problems resulting from his service in Vietnam. She then became a full time Mother and caretaker. Tommy passed away in 2013.

Sara met Lance Moore in 2016 and they quickly became inseparable. While not married it was clear they loved and took care of one another.

Sara loved being a full-time homemaker as she had a passion for sewing, baking and candy making. She crafted blankets, quilts, teddy bears, clothing, and more for family, friends, and strangers that stopped by. She always had a fresh loaf of bread, or a plate of cookies to share. A home-made dinner was always prepared for her family like clockwork- always by five and never after six.

Sara loved all music genres and singing. Family drives were often slow and singing to music was encouraged. She would call and sing to her children on their Birthday’s almost every year. She loved her children and family.

Sara had a funny way of ending a phone call. It was never a goodbye, only talk to you later, love you; that would carry on for another three or more rounds. Sara loved others easily and had a heart for everyone who crossed her path.

She is survived by her siblings: Veone Ontiveros (Limhi), Linda Davis, Patricia Bills (David), Susan Allred (Phillip), Douglas Shelley (Julie), and Leslie Arnoldson, and children Rebekah Adams (Scott), Erin Bodily (John), and step daughter Michelle Johansen and partner Lance Moore.

She was preceded in death by her husband Tommy, Ex-husband Kenneth Mitchell, son Brad Christensen, and step daughter Jackalyn Johansen. As well as parents Elmer and Rega, brother’s Darrell and William (Clark), sister Colleen Robinson and brother-in-law’s, John Davis, and Gary Arnoldson.

GRANDMA RIGBY'S QUILT CLUB ~~~Shared by Greg Rigby

 

Our Grandma's are Hettie Amundsen and Sylvia Anderson. (Layne and Myself)
LuAnn Hamilton Greenwell, Milburn.

Sade Rigby (Sarah) is Kathy Rigby Hafen's Grandmother. (She is the tall lady in back and center).  I don't see Aunt Mary Jensen.  She was grandma Rigby's  sister and was also a member of this club. 

Note: Sade Rigby is listed as Sarah Rigby on Grandma's handwritten note.

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A Real Treasure!

I tell my very tall grandchildren that this is where they get their tall genes. 

MT. PLEASANT TO CELBRATE 130 YEARS IN 1989

 

OLD PHOTOS FROM YESTERYEAR

 

MAYBELLE'S LETTERS TO THE EDITOR IN THE MT. PLEASANT PYRAMID

 

MOUNTAIN STATES TELEPHONE AND TELEGRAPH COMPANY ~~~ RESEARCHED BY TUDY BARENTSEN STANDLEE ~~~ (from our archives)

 

MIKKEL RASMUSSEN AND HIS WIFE INGEBORG SORENSEN ~~~ PIONEERS OF THE MONTH ~~~JANUARY 20226

 

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EARLY SCHOOLS OF MT. PLEASANT ~~~ AS I REMEMBER THEM ~~~ AMASA ALDRICH

 

Simpson School

EARLY SCHOOLS OF MT. PLEASANT

AS I REMEMBER THEM
Amasa Aldrich-1923

The following is taken from History of Mt. Pleasant

By Hilda Madsen Longsdorf pp 273-274

Photos added by Kathy Hafen

Replica of what a One Room School House
May have looked like.

Let us go back to the schools of yesterday, of our home town, and see what we can remember about fifty years ago. In memory, let us travel back to the sagebrush streets, and the little one room log hut, about 12xlS feet. There "Auntie" Hyde was my first teacher, calling "To Books, to books, to books," at the hour when school was to begin. Books were scarce and often we had to borrow from each other. After graduating from her school, we found another teacher in the old one-room log schoolhouse, built on the lot just across the street, south from the home of Tailor Johnson, Second North and Third West Streets. This school¬house was an improvement over the one where "Auntie" Hyde taught, in that we had slab benches with wooden legs for seats, and a slab nailed to the wall for a desk. We sat facing the wall, with our backs to the teacher. Joseph S. Day presided over the school. Graduating from Mr. Day's school at this place, we find ourselves in another schoolhouse, known as Simpson's School, built of white adobies, on the Rosenlund lot, west of the Simpson home, where Joseph Page and John Carter taught.

Hamilton School

Our next march forward was back to the city hall lot, where another larger building had been erected, of logs, and where David Candland and Nathan Staker held forth as teachers. Another stride forward, and we find ourselves in the best building that Mt. Pleasant had until the erection of the present Central School building on the corner of Main and First East.

 This schoolhouse was built of white adobies and consisted of one large room. The benches and desks were home-made, and had room for two pupils on each seat. We all sat facing east. In this school began the real educational system of Mt. Pleas¬ant. Besides teaching "Readin,' 'Ritin,' and 'Rithmetic," we studied grammar, geography, and we had a smattering of hygiene, with calisthenics thrown in for good measure. But in my eagerness to make haste, I am forgetting that we had a school in the Social Hall, where Miller, Henniger, and others taught. In passing I must not forget to say that the Rev. Duncan McMillan came to Mt. Pleasant, and opened a school in the Liberal Hall. While not a student of his, only to attend spelling matches in the evening. in which I took extreme delight, this school was patronized by a number of the young men and women of those days. From that beginning had developed the present splendid Wasatch Aca¬demy. What strides have been made since "Auntie" Hyde, Day, Page. Miller, and Carter taught in the humble one room log huts, with scarcely a facility compared with today. This is in brief the picture of the schools of yesterday, as I remember them after the lapse of half a century.

God bless the teachers of yesterday, who have long since been gathered to that better land. And now, I am wondering what fifty years hence will bring to the generation still unborn.

RECIPES FROM ALICE HAFEN

 

PHOTOS SENT IN BY JUDD SHAFER

 

210 W 300 South

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Paul C Daniels

January 4, 1951 — November 29, 2025

Mount Pleasant

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Paul C. Daniels passed away peacefully at his home in Mt Pleasant, Utah on November 29, 2025. He has been joyfully reunited with his parents and siblings. 

Paul was born in Mt Pleasant, Utah, on January 4,1951 to Daniel L Daniels and Maxine Chandler Daniels, the 10th out of 15 children. He loved the mountains and was a sheepherder for years on the Manti LaSal. 

He loved spending time with his family and being on the Daniels family farm. He believed in the gospel and was excited to move on to his new adventure in the next life. 

He was preceded in death by his parents, Dan and Maxine, 3 brothers David, Ralph & Roy and one sister, Darlene. He is survived by siblings, Ann Mulder, Gloria Ferrin, Vivian Whited, Judith Jackson, Sharron Christensen, Glenadene Hill, Vernadene Robu, Marian Cook, Brent Daniels, Dean Daniels. 

A Celebration of life will be held at a later date. Online condolences at rasmussenmortuary.com

PHOTOS SENT IN BY JUDD SHAFER

Dear Kathy,

Conversational icebreakers often include the question, "What do you do for a living?" It makes sense, then, that is  when a life is memorialized on a gravestone, it often reflects the person's occupation. 

Family history is more than just birthdates and death dates. It's the story of a lifetime. It's a legacy. It's who that person really was. And that often includes their occupations.