History comes alive when someone is able to not only read about the past, but also able to visit the places, see the artifacts, appreciate the images, read the actual words. For most people, history starts with learning about their family or their community. Imagine trying to discover your genealogy without anything tangible to search. Preservation of our heritage is a vital link to cultural, educational, aesthetic, inspirational, and economic legacies — all of the things that quite literally make us who we are. History plays a vital role in our everyday lives. We learn from our past in order to achieve greater influence over our future. History serves as a model of who to be and who not to be — of what to champion and what to avoid. Every day, decision-making around the world is based on what came before us.Why? ~~~ Because history matters. ~~~ Steve Berry
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Minutes of a former meeting were read and accepted. Sister Madsen exhorted the sisters to speak their feelings freely as our Presidentess is not able to attend owing to Business. Sister Jensen made some remarks in Danish touching on the disobedience of the people. Said it will be like the persecution in Nauvoo the way they indulge in tea and coffee and God will scourge us if we don't repent and do better. Sister Peterson felt glad she is one with the rest; hope to continue faithful . God will help them that will do right. When we have a little trouble it will draw us nearer to God. Sister Borg and Tidwell visited the folks in the 1st ward, nearly all felt well. Most all of the Danish sisters spoke in their own language. Sister E. Seely bore her testimony to the truth of the work. She was engaged in hope to go on to the end, always feels glad to visit the saints. Said she believes this U. O. (United Order) is just as right as baptism for the remission of sins. Sister Peel said if this Order is the thing that will seperate the bark from the wood, its alright. Lets be kind to one another, keep good company, do right as far as in power. Sister Simpson made some scattering and edifying remarks and hop to be faithful to the end.
Closed by singing, and prayer by Sister Peel.
L. Madsen, Presided
E. Wallis, Secretary
Monday, December 28, 2009
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Friday, December 25, 2009
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
2nd Row: Carrie N. Hafen, Mina Stansfield, Vinnie Draper
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
2 eggs beaten well
1 cup grated carrots
1 cup chopped nuts
1 cup chopped dates
3/4 cup raisins
Sift together and add:
1 cup sifted flour
1 tsp soda
1 tsp cinnamon
1 tsp nutmeg
1/2 tsp cloves
1 1/2 cup of breadcrumbs, added last
This is a heavy batter. No liquids. Grease inside of 2 wide mouth quart jars. Fill 2/3 to 3/4 full. Put new lids on. They will seal and will keep up to 6 months. Steam in pan with rack on bottom. Water needs to be 3/4 up on bottles. Bring to boil and keep at simmer for 2 1/2 hours. Add water, if needed, to keep at 3/4 level.
1 cup sugar
1/4 tsp cinnamon
1/4 tsp nutmeg
1 1/2 Tbsp cornstarch
1 cup boiling water
Cook and stir until thick and clear.
2 tbs butter
1 tsp vanilla
Serve over the pudding
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Ki and Ote, the boys called them, were two little pups which Joe and Frank Jorgensen found in a coyote den on the bank of Cedar Creek near their farm home four miles out of Mt. Pleasant, Utah.
The little coyotes thrived on the diet of dog's milk furnished by a female dog at the farm. They became most interesting pets, but lost their favor with Mrs. Jorgensen when they began devouring her little chickens. So the pets must be disposed of. The Ericksen boys who lived in town brought some rabbits to the farm and exchanged for the coyotes. When the trade was made, Joe and Frank accompanied the coyotes and the new owners to town where the coyotes were established in their new home. When the Jorgensen boys returned to their home in "the bottoms", they found no rabbits--only scattered fur, but Ki and Ote were comfortably housed in the rabbit pen.
Source: This incident took place in the 1880's as Frank was born in 1877 Joe in 1880. An older sister of the two Jorgensen boys told the story.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Meeting held in Social Hall June 8th 1874.
Opened by singin and prayer by Sister Peel.
Minutes of a former meeting were read and accepted.
Sister Tidwell and Borg were out visiting and brought in good reports of the 1st Ward. Also, Sisters Monrow and Branstead of the same Ward. Sister Bransted exhorted the Sisters to be clean, both in and outside.
Most of the Danish Sisters bore their testimony in their own language. Sisters C. Jensen and Strem visited the 3rd Ward; said their were peculiar feelings among the people. Said, "if we would put our trust in God, more, we would get along better. Sister Fetcher felt glad to be at the meeting, to listen to the instructions given and partake of the same spirit. She said we can manufacture a variety of nice things for our own use instead of paying so much means out of the place.
Sister M. Rasmussen felt well and said "all should do right. This U.O. is the best thing that ever came along. One thing is to commence a thing and another to carry it out satisfactorily." Sister Olsen felt glad to be present, for shad not been able to come before today because of sickness. She hoped that the people will more united.
Monday, December 14, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Is Stored in hearts as memories, in all they leave behind.
It's known as genealogy to young ones when they've grown;
It tells them of our earthly love for those we might have known.
We think of those who lived before while traveling down life's lane,
A drop of blood from each of them flowing in our veins.
They fought so gallantly in war and settled new frontiers,
To make our lands a better place to live in later years.
And as we know they made mistakes and acted humanly
When they were young and temptable just like you and me.
The day we enter Paradise and angels show us in,
When they turn to us and say "Please meet your early kin",
Will we hide our eyes and drop our heads and say in shame,
"I'm sorry but in mortal life I never heard your names".
But no! We'll raise our heads up high to meet their loving gaze,
and say "Oh Yes! I know you and your earthly days.
Someone wrote the story of how you lived your life;
of times of joy and happiness, and yes, of pain and strife".
And if my work is handed down, I will not be surprised
When descendants come to Paradise and I am recognize.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
Can anyone name the other ladies?
"In all of us there is a hunger, marrow-deep, to know our heritage - to know who we are and where we have come from."