James Evan Ivie and Pauline Devona Larter Ivie

Chilly Cemetery, Above Trail Creek Road above Mackay Idaho in Custer County

So That's How Pumpkin Pie Is Made

Female Relief Society May 28, 1877

Opened with singing
Prayer by Sister Peel

The minutes from the former meeting were read and accepted, and also the yearly account of all what was done in the Society from May 11, 1876 to May 11, 1877.

As there was not but 19 $ and 85 cents for the book, "Women of Mormondom" instead of 25$ it was moved and seconded that we would borrow the 5$ from the Emigration money that was laying in the treasure case and pay it back as soon as are able.  The vote was unanimous.

Then Sister Morrison spoke about the silkworms and begged we take an interest in it, and divide the eggs that we have on hand among them, that none of them be wasted, and by so sharing, we carried out the counsel of our President, Brigham Young, and increase in the small things so that we may be able to come up to greater things.

Sister Morrison remarked also that it was custom that every year the Sisters had the privilege to vote for the President, and so the.... now and reminded the sisters that she would leave Mt. Pleasant in a few months to make her home in Richfield, but promised to be one with us all the time and as often as she came to her home here; she would be sure and attend our meetings and correspond with us as often as we wish to.  She thanked the Sisters for their well ... and faithfulness towards her, and prayed the Lord that He may bless this Society that we may prosper in every good thing, and be on hand to every call that will be made to us.

Sister Peel rose and felt glad for the progress we have made in the society when originated, and said how well she felt when she visited the Sisters, but she never left her home without asking the Lord to be with her, and guide and direct her in all things  .....  would benefit her and the Sisters she was visiting.

Many of the other Sisters bore their testimony, felt glad to ....., that we had ..... a little good this year.  Most all rose to speak and expressed their feeling...  ....should think about becoming the President ....that done so much good and been so faithful to her duty; but were in hopes that she would not leave us entirely, and come and associate with us whenever she had a chance to do so.

A good feeling prevailed and the meeting was closed with singing and prayer by Sister Jensen.

MFC Morrison, President
Louise Hasler, Secretary

Female Relief Society May 14, 1877

Meeting held May 14, 1877

Opened with singing 

Prayer by Sister Peel

 Sister Morrison addressed the Sisters and brought the report from Manti where she went ........furnish the house that was built for our workmen to live in.  She said that when she left it was completely finished and and furnished with all the necessary items to make our brethren comfortable.   She ....... to the Sisters everything ......was in the house so that every ....... have an understanding of what ......., and everyone felt pleased for the good progress have been made.

Sister Peel spoke and translated to the Sisters all that was said and bore her testimony to the good work.  Sister Madsen felt also pleased and encouraged the Sisters in ..... good and by our Danish men where a call is made and a good deed ......and especially to the Temple that we can do the work for the living and for the dead when the Temple is finished.

Many of the other sisters bore their testimony in their own language. 

Meeting was closed with singing and prayer by Sister Jensen

FCM Morrison, Pres

Louise Hasler, Sec

Alice Peel's Autograph Book with Coordinating photos from her Yearbook

Photos from Hilda's Album ~ Johannah Madsen Hafen Collection

David Wilcox, son of Joseph and Candace Rowe.  Brother of Annie Wilcox Madsen

Bruce Arlin Madsen, son of Andrew C. and Abbie Carter

Brother to

Louise

Evelyn

Leone

Married Della

Children

Hilda

Boyd W. Hafen

Johannah Madsen Hafen

JoAnn Hafen Granger

Band or Weaving Class? ~ from Alice's Photos from the Past

Can anyone help us out here???

Both of these pictures were posted back in 2010.  We still would like more information if anyone can help. 

Sorensen Obituaries and Card of Thanks ~ Submitted by Neita Sorensen

Olof Jerril & Dena Marion Ney Sorensen ~ Submitted by Neita Sorensen

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Olaf J. Sorensen  Death Certificate

Deana M. Ney Sorensen  Death Certificate

Lee and Beth Reminisce

The following is taken from Lee R. Christensen's Book: "You Knew Me As Buddy"; a collection of letters he wrote to friends who grew up in Mt. Pleasant.

August 7, 1998
Dear Beth,
A daughter of El’s would be a niece of Mary Margaret. If she lives in Delaware, she lives in
Mary Margaret’s backyard. Did she mention her? How is she?

El, Wasatch class of 1925—about 1 5 years older that we are. I do not remember her dentist
husband. If he practiced in Mt. Pleasant it was probably not for long. We had two other dentists.
Dr. Phillips married to an aunt of Mary Hafen. Lived down Jane Britton’s way. And Dr.
Peterson, the one the Christensen kids went to. He was a Fairview contemporary of Rosses.

At one time, Holman the doctor, Peterson, the dentist, and Christensen, the lawyer shared the
top floor of a building midway in the OM Aldrich block.
Dr. Peterson had a brother who was also a dentist—Glendale, California. Keith, his son and
a classmate of Ruths, also a dentist, LA area. All three grads of University of Southern California.
Saw Keith at Ruth’s North Sanpete 50th.

I have to guess that our Mt. Pleasant dentists had helpers, but if so, who were they? Holman
had Carrie Hafen as his nurse. Christensen had so little work as a lawyer that he mostly did
his own typing. Olea may have worked for him some. Patsy Hones mother, or maybe it was
her sister, typed some. He would occasionally have one of the high schools send a typist
over. Carol Reemtsma worked for him. I’ll have to ask her what he paid. Twenty-five cents
an hour would have been tops. Then again, maybe the high schoolers did if for the experience.

Carol worked at Wasatch for her board, room and tuition. I’m sure she was always short
spending money. She told me once that until she got to college she had never had a dress that
did not come from the Church’s charity box.

Carol’s mother was from a prominent Purdue University faculty family. Her maternal grandfather
had a Liberty ship named after him in WW II. Carol’s father, a Presbyterian minister
in the American Indian service. While all church mice are poor, church mice on Navaho
Indian reservations are poor poor. Kathryn Goudberg’s father also minister on Indian reservation.


Don’t shed any tears for Bill Clinton—unless you feel as I sometimes do in my more tolerant
moments, that he personifies the frailty of man. The Fall of Adam so to speak. He is intelligent,
good looking, energetic, charismatic, caring—and addicted. Lying being one of them.
And don’t shed any tears for Monica. She represents the klieg lights seeking notoriety of a
Hollywood wannabe who is a mean, greedy, scheming, blackmailer.

I wish it were a better world. But bad as it is—and it is very bad, it is better than it has ever
been. It is getting better, but probably not fast enough to save us from some megalomaniac
addicted to power-the ultimate addiction.

LR
P.S. Saga out about 20th In keeping with Utah History it will be delivered by Pony Express.

Be prepared to clean up after the horse.

Many of you remember the Safeway Store located on the south side of Main Street.  How many of you remember Safeway Store on the North side of Main Street?  This photo donated by Neil and Diane Jorgensen. The original Safeway Store was located where Neil and Diane's Country Squire was also located; 70 West Main.

As I was growing up, this was where the Safeway Store was.

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But Safeway originated here at 70 West Main in the eastern half of

Country Squire.

Manti Messenger 1954-02-26 Firemen from Three Towns Battle Mt. Pleasant Fire

Florence Bagnall Named "Mother of the Year"

Ruby Stansfield Funeral Program

HISTORY OF SARAH SPENS WILCOX ~ Mountainville History by Melba Shelley Hill