Friday, April 17, 2026

UTAH STATE UNIVERSITY "SCORE CLUB"~~~circa 1930~~~Johanna Madsen

Johanna is in the middle row, 5th from the left.


 There are also a lot of local names in this picture.  Madsen, Petersen, Hansen, Johnson, Olsen, and Stewart.

Thursday, April 16, 2026

DEMOREST PROHIBITION PRIZE MEDAL (From our archives)

 

In the late 1880s, William Jennings Demorest often awarded these silver medals to schoolchildren for producing essays about Prohibition. After achieving financial success in New York through publishing and the textile industry, Demorest attempted to launch a political career grounded on the principles of Prohibition. In 1888 Demorest was nominated as the Prohibition Party candidate for lieutenant governor of New York.




Monday, April 13, 2026

FAMILY PHOTOS FROM THE ALICE PEEL HAFEN COLLECTION

 

 

Barbara Peel 


Front Row:  Naomi Ericksen, Willa Rae Seely, Barbara Peel, Kent Seely

Back: Grandma Ericksen, H.G. Ericksen, Lois Peel, Margaret Peel 


Back:  Grandma Ericksen, Gladys Ericksen Seely,
Middle:  Kent Seely
Front:  Barbara Peel, Grandma Ericksen (again?)


Dancing on Water cover
Virginia in front ? 


Margaret Nielsen

Tuesday, April 7, 2026

Mt. Pleasant History

 


BIRTHS:
Isaiah Cox, son of Issiah and Henrietta James Cox, born June 5, 1859. The family had just arrived at Mount Pleasant, and was camped in a covered wagon, on the banks of Pleasant Creek.
Edward Dalley, son of Edward and Elsie Aldrich Dalley, born
July 27, 1859.
Mc Carl Johansen, son of Peter and Annie Christina Johansen,
born September 5, 1859.
Joseph Beck, son of Hans C. H. Beck and Maria Rasmussen
Beck, born September 8, 1859.
Cinthia Nielsen (Mrs. D. R. Fitger), daughter of Fredrick and
Christina Nielsen, born August 15, 1859.
Sarah Jorgensen (Mrs. James Borg), daughter of Jens and
Christina Jorgensen, born September 18, 1859.

Monday, April 6, 2026

AUNT MARANDY ~~~ Written by Stanley Peterson

 



AUNT MARANDY
 


This is a copy of a poem written by Stanley Peterson.

Folks call her Aunt Marandy and to them she's very dear,

Because she's worked and slave for them for many many a year.

No sacrifice too great for her, no duty will she shun,

She'll keep on trying day and night, until the job is done.

She's raised a family of her own, of them she's very proud,

Like all good mothers of the town, she'll praise them right out loud.

And then because of her ministrations, there are so many others

Who worship and adore her so and gladly call her mother.

She's cooked and darned and scrubbed so much, til not she cannot see,

But yet ambition drives her on, content she will not be

You'll find her busy, unafraid, a quilting every day

Until each grandchild has a quilt to keep the cold away.

And there she sits all soul alone, her hair a turning grey,

Her friend so rarely visit her and none with her will stay.

And still she keeps a plugging on, a doing all she can,

She'll keep on striving to the end, dependent on no man.

Her love of God and man and beast is, oh, so very real,

Her place in heaven on God's right hand, from her no one can steal.

And when her years upon this earth have been awhile suspended,

Her noble spirit with that of God will be completely blended.