Saturday, April 18, 2026
Friday, April 17, 2026
UTAH STATE UNIVERSITY "SCORE CLUB"~~~circa 1930~~~Johanna Madsen
Thursday, April 16, 2026
DEMOREST PROHIBITION PRIZE MEDAL (From our archives)
Wednesday, April 15, 2026
Tuesday, April 14, 2026
Monday, April 13, 2026
FAMILY PHOTOS FROM THE ALICE PEEL HAFEN COLLECTION
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| Barbara Peel |
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| Front Row: Naomi Ericksen, Willa Rae Seely, Barbara Peel, Kent Seely Back: Grandma Ericksen, H.G. Ericksen, Lois Peel, Margaret Peel |
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| Back: Grandma Ericksen, Gladys Ericksen Seely, Middle: Kent Seely Front: Barbara Peel, Grandma Ericksen (again?) |
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| Dancing on Water cover Virginia in front ? |
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| Margaret Nielsen |
Sunday, April 12, 2026
Saturday, April 11, 2026
Friday, April 10, 2026
Thursday, April 9, 2026
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
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| 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.





















