Saturday, September 24, 2016

Jerry Irvin Conlon

Jerry Irvin Conlon

08/01/1939 ~ 9/13/2016

Jerry Irvin Conlon, beloved husband, father, grandfather and brother passed away peacefully on September 13, 2016 in Provo, Utah.

Jerry Irvin Conlon was born August 1,1939 in Mount. Pleasant Utah to Irvin and LaRue Conlon. He was raised in Mount Pleasant later moving to Scofield later coming back to Mount Pleasant where he played football and graduated from North Sanpete High School.

In 1958 he joined the Navy where he served until 1962. In 1959 he married the love of his life Patricia Ann Bohne from Fairview, Utah, in 2000 their marriage was solemnized in the Manti Temple. Jerry served in scouting for many years, he was a mission leader and 2nd counselor in the Branch Presidency in Quarzsite, Arizona.

He had a very outgoing personality and had a love for life, he will always be loved and remembered for his ability to make you laugh and leave with a smile. He was a self taught artist, he worked in oils and wood burning. He will also be remembered for his cartoon drawings.

Jerry worked for Western Electric, AT&T and Lucent Technologies as a Telecommunications Technician, while in this field he attended school in Columbus, Ohio, Bel Labs in Boston, Massachusetts, he attended Princeton University and Maramec Valley College where he furthered his education which he used to help train others. He worked all over the United States as Telecommunications Technician installing, training and managing telephone and fiber optics from 1963-1993. Among his many professional accomplishments he installed the first fiber optics system in the County, it was in Dugway Utah. In 1985 he accepted a position in Tague and Soul Korea where he was a Telecommunications Manager for the U.S. Army 1st Signal Brigade. He installed the fiber optic Communication system there for the entire Country of South Korea. He spent 5 years in Korea military rank as a 5 Star Colonel. He retired at age 53 from Lucent Technologies.

In 1965 Jerry and Pat moved to Brigham City, Utah where they raised their family. In 1993 he retired, and in 1999 they moved back to Sanpete County where they built their summer home at Skyline Mountain Resort in Fairview, Utah. They also had a home in Brenda, Arizona where they spent the winters.

Jerry spent the last six weeks of his life in the hospital. He fought hard until the very end. He passed away at the Utah Valley Hospital in Provo Utah on September 13, 2016 due to Multiorgan System Failure.

He is survived by his loving wife Patricia Ann Bohne Conlon, Son, Robert Conlon, daughter Robin (Kirk) Head, son, Roger Conlon, 11 Grandchildren and 17 Great Grandchildren. He is also survived by sister Carolyn Allred, sister Louise Nielson (Bruce Johnson), sister Bonnie Draper, brother in-law Robert (Judy) Bohne, sister in-law Linda (Chris) Larsen, an Uncle, two Aunts, numerous cousins, nieces and nephews. He was preceded in death by his parents Irvin and LaRue Conlon.

“His memories will be remembered by his cartoon drawings, story telling and; his jokes”

Funeral services – Monday September 19, 2016 at 11:00 A.M. in the Mount Pleasant North Stake Center (461 N 300 W) Friends may call Sunday from 6:00 – 8:00 P.M. at Rasmussen Mortuary (96 North 100 West, Mount Pleasant) and Monday from 9:30 – 10:30 A.M. at the Mount Pleasant North Stake Center. Interment in the Mount Pleasant City Cemetery.

Thursday, September 22, 2016

1950s Testing in Nevada and “Downwinders”

Taken from

1950s Testing in Nevada and “Downwinders”

The "Dog" atmospheric nuclear bomb test at the Nevada Test Site, conducted in 1951. Photo from the Nevada Division of Environmental Protection.

During the 1950s, the U.S. government tested atomic bombs on in southern Nevada. They chose this area because the population of the area was not large, and only thousands of people, not millions, would be affected by radiation. The fallout from the bomb tests drifted over southern Utah. Livestock died, and over time people became sick, some fatally, from their exposure to radiation.

More of the story:
After World War II, the U.S. military continued its interest in developing new weapons. In particular, it wanted to improve the atomic bomb. The government looked for a place to test these weapons. The ideal area would be flat, not very populated, and with good weather conditions--meaning that the wind would blow the debris, or fallout, away from big concentrations of people.

The government found that area in the southern Nevada desert, not too far away from where crews trained for the Enola Gay bombing missions.

U.S. citizens as guinea pigs.

The first test bomb exploded over the Nevada desert on January 27, 1951.  The fallout drifted east, into southwest Utah.  The commission that oversaw testing, the Atomic Energy Commission, promised residents of southern Nevada and Utah that the testing was safe, and residents believed them.  Even when livestock began dying, many of the residents didn’t question what the government was telling them.

Unfortunately, the Atomic Energy Commission lied, and they did it knowingly.  Their own scientists knew that radioactive fallout could kill or harm both animals and people,  but the Commission did nothing to warn residents or stop testing.

Dead and deformed sheep.

By 1953, sheep in Iron County showed clear symptoms of radiation poisoning.  Animals had burns on their face from eating radioactive grass. Birth rates dropped as animals miscarried at an increasing rate. Many of the young were born so deformed or sick that they did not live long past birth.

The Commission investigated the livestock deaths and deformities, but it falsified the reports so that no one knew that Iron County was slowly being poisoned by radioactive fallout.  It was not until a Congressional investigation uncovered the massive fraud of the Commission in 1979 that the real picture began to come to light.  By then it was too late for many families in the area.

Many believe that there are too many cases of leukemia, infertility, and birth defects in these communities to be a coincidence.  Those affected by the testing fallout call themselves “Downwinders,” because the wind blew radiation from the test site over their communities.

Seeking justice.

Many people filed lawsuits against the government, and though the courts have been reluctant to state for sure that the testing caused cancer and other problems, Congress passed a compensation bill in 1990 that apologized and provided money to help survivors deal with their diseases and other problems that may have been caused by the Nevada testing.

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Monday, September 19, 2016

Second District Court John D. Lee Criminal Case File

Second District Court John D. Lee Criminal Case File

John D. Lee (seated) awaiting his execution at Mountain Meadows on March 28, 1877 (source Wikimedia Commons) 

Sunday, September 18, 2016

Marvin and Verla Coates "My Farm"

Verla and Marvin Coates.  Verla was and is a sister to my Dad, Neldon Rigby.

Verla and Marvin Coates 

"My Farm"
by Marvin LeRoy Coates

My farm to me, is not just land,
Where bare, unpainted buildings stand,

To me, my farm is nothing less
Than all God's created loveliness.

My farm is not where I must soil
My hands in endless, dreary toil..

But there, through seed and swelling pod,
I've learned to walk and talk with God.

My Farm, to me, is not a place
Outmoded by a modern race..

I like to think I just see less
Of evil, greed and selfishness.

My Farm's not lonely - for all day
I hear my children shout and play

And here when age comes, free from fears,
I'll live again, long, joyous years.

My farm's a heaven -- here dwells rest,
Security, and happiness

Whatever befalls the world outside,
Here faith and hope and love abide.

And so my farm is not just land,
Where bare, unpainted buildings stand

To me, my farm is nothing less
Than all God's Hoarded Loveliness.

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Judie Anderson Has Gone Home

Judith Ann Lund Anderson, beloved wife, mother, grandmother, and sister, age 77, passed away peacefully on September 8, 2016 in Mt. Pleasant, Utah. Judie was born April 19, 1939 to Leslie Truxton Lund and Helen Cowlishaw Lund in Mt. Pleasant, Utah. She married the love of her life, Rodney Layne Anderson, on Valentines Day 1959. The marriage was later solemnized, in the Salt Lake LDS Temple January 5, 1967. Judie was blessed with wonderful musical abilities. She began plunking out tunes on the piano when she was 5 years old and she would accompany hundreds of musical numbers, funerals, and church meetings over her life.. She has been pianist and organist for various church wards and stakes for over 60 years. She attended North Sanpete High School, Wasatch Academy and Utah State. Early in their marriage they lived in Bountiful, Utah where their children were born. They loved living close to many of Rodney’s family and made wonderful friends during that time. In 1969 she and Rodney moved back to Mt Pleasant and became the 3rd generation of owners/managers of the movie theaters in Mt. Pleasant and Ephraim including the Basin Drive-in, Towne Theatre, and SouthTowne Theatre. Many will remember her selling tickets, popcorn & snacks and serving up those famous Drive-in hamburgers. She loved to travel and she and Rodney visited Korea, England, Japan, Italy, Turkey, Greece, Spain, Hawaii, Monaco, Alaska, Bahamas, and one of her favorites was a “service cruise” in the Yucatan Pennisula with all of her kids and grandkids for their 50th wedding anniversary. A lifelong member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, she had a strong testimony and selflessly served wherever she was called. Besides her many music callings she also served as Relief Society president in Bountiful and again in Mt Pleasant. In 2009-2011, she and her husband were called to serve in the Texas McAllen Mission which she considered one of the highlights of her life. She is survived by her husband, Rodney Layne Anderson, daughter, Lyn (Kurt) Francis of Alpine, UT, son, David (Diane) Anderson of Taylorsville, UT, son, Matthew (Molly) Anderson of Mt. Pleasant, UT. Grandchildren: Erica, Dillon, & Taylor Timboe, Kevin, Lukas, Katie, Layne, Christian, and Amelia Anderson. Sister, Sandra (Larry) Krieger of Parker, CO. Many beloved sister and brother-in laws, nieces and nephews and countless friends. Preceded in death by her parents, Leslie Truxton Lund and Helen Cowlishaw Lund. A viewing will be held on Sunday, September 11th, 6:00-8:00 pm at the Mt. Pleasant 6th Ward, 461 N. 300 W. and again on Monday, September 12th from 9:00 -10:45 am . Funeral services follow immediately at 11:00 a.m. Interment at the Mt. Pleasant City Cemetery. The family would like to thank the staff of Country Lane Assisted Living (Autumn Park).

Friday, September 9, 2016

Golden Anniversary ~ Today

Fifty wonderful years, three beautiful children and ten grandchildren.  We are soooo blessed !!! 

Thursday, September 8, 2016

Isaiah Cox ~ First White Child Born In Mt. Pleasant

Isaiah Cox, born June 5, 1859 in Mt. Pleasant.

His parents were Isaiah Cox of Crawford Missouri
and Henrietta Janes of Tolland Connecticut. His parents migrated north to
Fairview, and later, south to St. George. Isaiah grew up in St. George and married

Abigail McMullin. He passed away in St. George April 17, 1949.

Sunday, September 4, 2016

John Hafen Sketches

John Hafen (the artist)

John Hafen, the artist was a distant cousin to Mt. Pleasant's own Jacob Hafen.  Both grew up Scherzingen,  Canton Switzerland which is located in the northern part of Switzerland next to Lake Constance or  Boden Sea (german).  This little community had only fifty families when the L.D.S. missionary arrived  in the 1860s.

The name "Hafen" in the German language is beautiful and very significant as it means harbor or haven. 

These sketches are found in "Hafen Family History" by LeRoy Hafen

The following comes from wikipedia:
John Hafen's parents joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Switzerland and along with many others, immigrated to the United States and then to the Utah territory to be with the Saints. The family first settled in the Payson area but later moved to Springville.

Hafen is known as a prominent Mormon Artist of the 19th century. 

In 1868 Hafen began attending the 20th Ward Academy in Salt Lake City, with Karl G. Maeser as one of his main teachers.

He studied painting under George Ottinger and Dan Weggeland. He was one of several people to found the Utah Art Association in 1881.

In 1890 the LDS church called 3 men to be Art Missionaries. Hafen, along with Lorus Pratt and John B. Fairbanks traveled to Paris for their mission. Hafen's wife, Thora Twede Hafen, and their children lived in Springville during the time Hafen was on his mission.

Hafen developed his technic for landscape painting during this time and it would become the focus for much of his following work.

Upon completion of their studies in France, the 3 missionaries returned to Utah and painted murals in the Salt Lake Temple.

Hafen and Cyrus Edwin Dallin donated works to Springville that became the genesis of the Springville Art Museum. 

Hafen developed the art department at the Brigham Young Academy, which became Brigham Young University. He had been recruited to the school by Benjamin Cluff specifically for this great task.

Hafen's Springville home was designed by Alberto O. Treganza.

Alice Merrill Hone, an early Utah art activist, declared Hafen, "Utah's greatest artist" He, of all the early Utah artists, best communicated the poetic essence of nature.

"The influence of Art is so powerful in shaping our lives for a higher appreciation of the creations of our God that we cannot afford to neglect an acquaintance with it. We should be as eager for its companionship as we are eager for chairs to sit upon or for food to sustain our lives, for it has as important a mission in shaping our character and in conducing to our happiness as anything that we term necessities."

-John Hafen

Saturday, September 3, 2016


This autobiography and journal of C. N. Lund is found at the 
Relic Home.  It is a valuable document in that it tells of the early days of the people of Mt. Pleasant.  It also describes the missionary journeys and duties that C. N. Lund experienced in his homeland of Denmark.  In particular interest are the interactions he made with the early Mt. Pleasant Pioneers.  

Friday, September 2, 2016

History Of John Henry Owen Wilcox
taken from Family Search written by J.O. Meiling

On December 25, 1775, in a little town in Rhode Island, was born Hazard Wilcox. He met and wed Sarah Seeley. In 1824 the resided at Benton, Arkansas, where on 14 Feb. 1824, was born John Henry Owen Wilcox, the youngest and last of a larg family and the subject of this treatise.

Little is known of his early life. Leaving Arkansas the family settled in Missouri, where in 1831 the father died. It was here in Marion County, Missouri that the boy accepted Mormonism. This new religion had aroused such bitter antagonism against its adherents that mob violence was prevalent throughout the Middle west. They lived in Jackson, Clay, and Caldwell counties in Missouri, being driven from place to place with less regard than for so many cattle. On one occasion, Grandfather escaped the wrath of the mob by hiding in a corn field, and another time he was clad in girls clothing to cover his idnentity lest he be taken away by a brother-in-law who was bitterly opposed to his affiliating with the Mormons. He witnessed the transfiguration of Brigham Young when he assumed the likeness of the Prophet Joseph Smith at the time a successor to lead the western trek was being discussed. When it was seen futile to further attempt to maintain the homesteads in the Mississippi valley, and hold their religious convictions, the Mormon converts, in accordance with the advice of the Prophet Joseph, prepared to head west into the unknown Rocky Mountain region. John Henry Owen, with his widowed mother and sister Jane, was among them and early in the summer of 1847, in a slowly moving ox drawn prairie schooner, set out in John Taylor's Company, bound for that unknown, unexplored western wilderness. Jane and Justus Azel Sealey were married 10 March 1842, and were in the same Company. Over the prairie lands, along the North Platte river, up the ridges and valleys, up of the Wasatch Mountains, and down through Emmigration Canyon continued that trek of more than 1000 miles, the like of which is recorded no where else in history. What were the emotions that surged through his being his being when , on September 30, 1847, from a vantage point on the Western Slope of Big Mountain, he gazed over Salt Lake Valley, a cheerless, desolate, uninviting desert wasteland? What did he behold in that panorama to bid him welcome, or to suggest that this is the long sought haven in which to build a home? Somber indeed, was the picture painted by Jim Bridger when he urged the original emigrants not to stop in Salt Lake Valley. Said he, "This is no place for civilized man. Nothing but wild beasts and savages could possibly survive the vigors of the elements and the destitution of this barren land. Nothing can grow and utter starvation will inevitably follow if settlement is attempted." Did Grandfather lament and want to turn back as did the children of Israel? Never. With a burning desire for a home in a land of religious freedom, as the obstacles that beset the way of the o conquer the obstacles that beset the way of the frontiersman, as in the woof there was woven into his being some of the most enduring fabric that ever formed a part of human character.

He first settled in Salt Lake, where on the 14th of March, 1848, he was married to Mary Young, a convert from Ontario, Canada, who also came westward in John Taylor's Company. In 1850, they moved to Manti remaining there until 1853, when they settled at Fort Hamilton, a settlement located some distance west of the present site of Mt. Pleasant. That same year, they moved to Pleasant Grove, Then to North Ogden. In 1860, he came to Mt. Pleasant whare they resided the rest of their lives. He homesteaded 20 acres of land Three miles north of the town and tilled this land for nearly 40 years until he became so feeble he could plow but a quarter of an acre per day.

Grandfather participated in the Walker and the Blackhawk Indian Wars. While residing at Fort Hamilton, he was employed at a sawmill in Pleasant Creek Canyon, where on one occasion he was left as a watchman while the other workmen went to town. In the early evening he heard the words, "go home." He paid no attention to this until the warning was repeated three times then he went home. On returning to camp the next day they found it a smoldering mass of ruin. The Indians had set fire to the lumber, the logs, the wagons and every combustible object, and driven off the cattle. This cost Grandfather his wagon and oxen, but did not deter him in his determination to strive on. He traded all his possessions, including a house and lot for another wagon and yoke of cattle.

Though he went hunting occasionally to augment the family food supply, he had little recreation, his first concern was to supply provisions for a wife and eleven children. His life was filled with toil, trials, hardships, privations, sacrifices and heartaches incident to life in that time. He was ambitious and worked at any form of labor available, including farming, logging, mining, building log and adobe dwellings. At one time he worked at a mine near Austin, Nevada, where he was so severely injured that he was weak for years. He was an expert log hewer, even made lumber by this method. His ability in making ox yokes was widely known and many men came to him for his service. On one occasion he exchanged a large load of poles for 40 pounds of wheat, which he planted on an acre and a quarted of land, and with joyousness they gathered from the threshing floor seventy bushels of grain. He grubbed oak brush for a peck of corn per day and thanked God for the opportunity of earning that 14 pounds of corn to help feed his family. In our day, we hear much about the full dinner pail but Grandfather well remembers the days his dinner bucket contained only a pinch of salt, with which he hoped to season a kettle of segas, thistle stocks, pig weed or other edible plants he might find to cook for his noon day meal. Grandmother Wilcox oft repeated, "As I look back on these agonizing times, I wonder how in the world we ever managed to keep body and soul together. I know, However, that it was through the graciousness of the Good Lord on High, we were able to withstand those terrible ordeals." The Mormons made the desert blossom as the rose, but the first "roses to bloom for grandfather were a few potatoes broduced from seed brought from California on pack animals and sold pour to a customer at 25 cents each.

Grandfather never learned to read or write, yet the feat of turning this sagebrush covered wasteland into fields of bounteous harvests, will be emblanzoned on the history of Utah by these early pioneers. It was not the call of wild, the desire for fame or fortune, or adventure that promted him to abondon his friends and posessions, but the hope of finding a place where he could dwell in peace and safety, unbomolested by a bloodthirsty mob determined to annihilate the converts to this newly-born religion. He had morality, truthfulness, and strict adherence to the golden rule worthy of emulation to the end of time.

"Well done, thou good and faithful servant, ... ... ..."

Written by J. O. (Owen) Meiling, Lehi, Utah. 4 Aug. 1939

Thursday, September 1, 2016

Mary Young Wilcox ~ Pioneer of the Month ~ September 2016

The following histories come from two sources.  The first from "Seely Family History"  sponsored by the Justus Azel Seelye Family Organization.  The  second from Family Search, told by Mary, herself to Annie C. Bills; a grandson's wife.

The History of Mary Young Wilcox

This history of Mary Young Wilcox was told by her on Jan. 27, 1924 and times thereafter until June 6, 1925 to Annie C. Bills; a grandson’s wife.

Mary Young Wilcox was born Jue 6, 1831 in Upper Canada town of Whitbay, Ontario, daughter of James and Elizabeth Seely Young.

In 1837 Parley P. Pratt brought the gospel to her parents and grandparents and they accepted it and joined the Church. Their acceptance of the gospel, together with others, helped fulfill the prophecy which Elder C. Kimball made, when he told Parley P. Pratt, he would go to Upper Canada, even to Toronto, its Capitol, and find a people there, who were prepared for the fulness of the gospel.

In 1838 they emigrated to Missouri, leaving their home going to Toronto, and across Lake Erie, through the Erie Canal, down the Ohio River to the Mississippi River thence up the Mississippi landing at Sharidon, Missouri. When they reached the place the mob was raging and mobbing the saints.

Mary, but a small child, realized their danger and also suffered from their persecutions. She didn’t realize why they were persecuted, but she remembered the scenes and hardships of it.

She tells the story of seeing Isaac Laney, one of the survivors of Haun’s Mill massacre. He had seven bullet holes in his back and sic in his breast which he recieved at the hands of the enemy. No one thought he would live but he had been promised by the prophet Joseph Smith that he would not fall at the hands of the enemy. He recovered from the terrible wounds and made the journey across the plains and died several years later in the valley of the “Great Salt Lake.”

She also saw after coming to Utah, a woman who was one of the survivors of Haun’s Mill. She said the girl was going to the mill race for of bucket of water just as the mob was coming. She told how she threw herself behind a log to keep the mob from seeing her, but they spied her and shot, she thought as many as fifty bullets above and into the log, but she wasn’t touched by any of them. After the mob had gone those who were left cut twenty bullets out of the log that had lodged in it. She came to Utah and lived and died in Pleasant Grove. Her name as Mary remembered was Mrs. Foutz.

The Prophet’s brother William Smith had twin boys in his family and one of them was killed at a blacksmith shop where another massacre took place, his father and others were killed. The othe rwas wounded by lived and came to Utah.

In Caldwell County in the fall of 1838 she remembered seeing the mob who took the prophet, but did not see the prophet. The mob surrounded the town and sid if they didn’t give up the prophet, they would “Clean them out root and branch.” The prophet and his brother Hyrum were guarded by the saints, and when word reached them as to what the mob had said, they came out carrying white flags and told the mob they were ready. They were kept in jail all winter not getting out until spring. The mob didn’t keep their promise, they kept mobbing just the same.

The prophet (Joseph Smith) sent word to the saints to go some place for safety through the winter for they would be compelled to leave the site in the spring. The saints left, taking what few belongings they had with them. Some had only what the could easily place in a wheelbarrow. The mob came upon the little group who had come from Canada, and gave them four hours to leave and get out of the state of Missouri, they would pile up their blongings into the street, burn them and kill everyone.

There were two steamers which had gone up the Mississippi river just four days before, going for their last trip for that winter. The river had frozen up so they could not get where they had started for, so they had to turn back. Before a few hours they were up the Canadian Saints got on the steamer and sailed down the river. This was on December 11, 1838. The Steamers sailed nicely through the night and on the morning of December 12, it being clear, the men running the steamers thought they would race down the river as they thought they were out of danger. While thus racing, the steamer the saints were on, struck a snag in the river and ripped the bottom off the boat full length.

Mary’s father and her Uncle, were sailors, having sailed on Lake Ontario and Lake Erie, realized their situation, and quickly lowered the lifeboats, putting the women and children and part of their luggage into the boats, made to shore. All on the steamer were saved. They were landed in the snow on the shore into the state of Iowa. They could have gone on the other steamer and been taken on down the river to St. Louis, but they were glad to land in Iowa for they were only glad to get away from Missouri.

There were 15,000 saints driven out of Missouri. Many of this number were very poor. Some only had what they could carry in a grip or on their back. They were strangers in a strange land. Some had to go or be slain. The mob had told them if they would give up “Jo Smit, visions and their religion,: they could live there and be citizens with them, but they would rather die than give up their religion which meant so much to them.

In the spring of 1839 when the prophet and remaining saints were out of Missouri they settled in Illinois, the main places being Nauvoo and across the river in Iowa. Mary’s people settled in Burlington, Iowa, where they lived seven years, quite peacefully for a time. Their wasn’t much killing done there, like that of Missouri until they killed the prophet and patriachs in the Carthage Jail on June 27, 1844. After the killing of the prophet the mob thought “Mormonism” as they called it, would die out. The saints weren’t bothered so much for about a year and a half. Seeing that they would get all of their land and everything they had, they readily saw the achievements of the saints.

Mary remembers the Temple of Nauvoo standing out on the hillside, as she says, “shining like a glittering gold.” Brigham Young said they should not look back after they were driven out, but look forward, because that was build and had been dedicated to the Lord and they should not mourn after it.

In 1842 when the church was in a destitute condition, the saints were sick and suffering from hunger and cold, eighteen were called together by the prophet and the Relief Society was organized. There was a lady who came to Salt Lake whom Mary talked with, told her how the saints would divide the little of everything they had with those who had none. She said there was a case where one woman had a little corn meal for bread which she stirred with water and baked it had no salt. Another heard this and said she had a few spoonfuls of salt and she gave a tablespoonful of it wrapped in a paper to the one who hadn’t any. The ones who were sick were looked after and administered to by the well. Thus they lived in Nauvoo, when the mob was driving them again after the prophet’s death. Brigham Young told the mobs they would leave the country if they would only give them a little more time. In the fall of 1845 they began to leave. In the spring of 1846 they started on their westward journey across the plains. Brigham Young told the saints to fit themselves out the best they could for their journey.

They started from Iowa, after the saints got out of Illinois. After travelling about three hundred miles from Nauvoo, the call came from the government for five hundred of their young men to go to the Mexican war. This was the choosing of the “Mormon Battalion.” Here Mary witnessed the marching away of the Battalion. Here also was written the hymn by William Clayton “Come, Come Ye Saints” After the Battalion was packed with their pack, which weighed about thirty five pounds, a meeting was held and Brigham Young promised the men if they would keep the commandments of the Lord they should not meet the hostile foe, but that God would fight the battle for them. The scene that followed, she says she can never forget. Widowed mothers parting with, sometimes, their only sons, sweethearts, husbands and wives, a scene which only the ones who witnessed can realize the sadness of. The Battalion bravely underwent the terrible hardships as did their loved ones whom they left behind. She saw their parting also saw some of them as they returned to Salt Lake, after their march and travels through Mexico, California and around the Great Salt Lake. After the Battalion marched away they resumed their journey, traveling as far as the place they called Winter Quarters, where they camped for the winter.

Tomorrow:  John Henry Owen Wilcox 
Genealogy Quote

"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."

~Alex Haley

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