Saturday, April 28, 2018

VIET NAM WALL ~~~~ From Our Friend Lee R. Christensen

You probably know about this web site but in case you don't it's very well done!
This is absolutely amazing if you know anyone from your home town that died in the Vietnam War,

Vietnam Wall--THIS IS AMAZING!
This is really sobering. First click on a state. When it opens, scroll down to the city where you went to high school and look at the names. Click on the name and it will give details of the person's death, a picture or at least their bio and medals.
This really is an amazing web site. Someone spent a lot of time and effort to create it.
I hope that everyone who receives this appreciates what those who served in Vietnam sacrificed for our country.

Brent Hal Mc Arthur

Specialist Four
Army of the United States
Mount Pleasant, Utah
July 21, 1946 to November 20, 1969
BRENT H Mc ARTHUR is on the Wall at Panel W16, Line 101
See the full profile or name rubbing for Brent Mc Arthur

Gary Ruel Mower
First Lieutenant
Army of the United States
Fairview, Utah
March 18, 1944 to May 22, 1970
GARY R MOWER is on the Wall at Panel W10, Line 82
See the full profile or name rubbing for Gary Mower


Dee Bergera
Private First Class
Army of the United States
Helper, Utah
August 31, 1948 to June 15, 1971
DEE BERGERA is on the Wall at Panel W3, Line 76
See the full profile or name rubbing for Dee Bergera

Graduated from Wasatch Academy 

We missed one:

Jimmy Larsen
son of Chris and Thaetta Larsen
Mt. Pleasant.  
This may or may not be his page:

Monday, April 23, 2018

Our Readers' Favorite Recipe


2 cups of honey
1 cup of sugar
1 cup of cream

Cook to hard ball. Pour on a buttered platter.
Cool. Cut into 1 inch pieces.

Note: Do not make candy in stormy weather, 
as it may not set up like it should.

From Alice Hafen's Cookbook

Friday, April 20, 2018

Fort Sketch (found at the Fairview Museum)

This sketch was found at the Fairview Museum.  It's authenticity is unknown.
Notice the N on the top and S on the bottom noting North and South.

Monday, April 16, 2018

Horse Riding Party ~ from the Alice Peel Hafen Collection Un

Johnie Becker, Ches Madsen, Alice Peel, Neil Hafen, Ada Wright, Louise Hutchensen 



 Unknown (Looks like Neil Hafen)
Marjorie Ericksen, Ray Jones,
in back: Alice Peel, Neil Hafen, Ada Wright, Louise Hutchison 


Chesley Madsen, Louise Hutchison 

Margaret Peel, Ruby Sorensen, Clayton Sorensen
Alice Peel in front 

Marjorie Ericksen 


Saturday, April 14, 2018

Hamilton Band (circa 1953)

Back Row: L to R: Marden Allred, Dennis Tucker, Keith Lasson, ..............., Robert Lasson, Ralph Wright, Bert Olsen, Justus Seely, Jay Carlson, Robert Jorgensen, Jerry McArthur, Roger Larsen, Jerry Sorensen, ............, Brooks Larsen.
Middle Row: Sue Ann Seely, Lynn Madsen, Connie Johansen, Sharon Staker, Kathleen Truscott, Karen Jacobs, ................., Leah Faye Johansen, Sally Peterson, Marion Lay, Peggy Peterson.
Front Row: Ronald Lay, John Carlson, Steve Rosenlund, .............,................, Karl Lund, Jerry Barentsen, Buddy Holt, Richard Poulsen, Dwight Shelley, Leon Brotherson

Thursday, April 12, 2018

The Lone Tree Shrine: Fact And Fiction


Will Bagley
One of the most colorful fights over Utah's history--the Battle of the Cedar Tree Shrine--concerned what the Salt Lake Valley looked like when Brigham Young first saw it 153 years ago this Monday. Salt Lake City schoolchildren used to be taught that the only tree growing in the valley when the Mormon pioneers arrived was a cedar (actually, a juniper) standing in the middle of what is now 600 East just below 300 South.
Several 1847 journals reveal this simply wasn't so. The clerk of the Pioneer Camp, Thomas Bullock, wrote that the "very extensive valley" was "dotted in three or four places with Timber." But facts seldom get in the way of a beloved legend, especially one that celebrated the belief that the Mormon pioneers found a wasteland and made the desert "blossom as a rose."
True or not, the Lone Tree tale was enshrined in bronze on Pioneer Day in 1934 when the Daughters of Utah Pioneers erected a columned "peristyle" shrine around what was left of the cedar on the median of 600 East. A plaque told how the pioneers of 1847 paused beneath the shade of the lone cedar to offer songs and prayers of gratitude. The 1847 Mormons actually missed the tree by a mile, since they followed the Donner Party trail to present-day 1700 South and took "a strait road to a small Grove of Cotton Wood Trees" on City Creek at 300 South and State streets. This is only one of several "stretchers" enshrined on the marker, including the unlikely proposition that the tree was a favorite "trysting place" for lovers.
But then, on the evening of Sept. 21, 1958, sometime before 11 p.m., someone sawed off and absconded with the Lone Tree. The Daughters' president, the redoubtable Kate Carter, noted how hard the society worked to preserve old relics and how discouraging it was when "vandals come along and tear down our good work."
That might have been the end of the story had not an enterprising reporter phoned A.R. Mortensen, head of the state historical society. "Kind of secretly," the reporter asked the state's chief historian if he believed that the cedar was the only tree growing in the valley in 1847. Mortensen burst out laughing and asked, "Hell no, do you?" That afternoon the front-page of the Deseret News claimed he had called the revered Lone Tree "a historical fraud" and "a dead stump with little historical value."
These offhand remarks ignited a firestorm and brought down the wrath of Carter and 300,000 Daughters on Mortensen's unsuspecting head. The controversy nearly cost him his job and led the historical society's board to denounce the "wanton destruction" of the Lone Tree and censure Mortensen's "unfortunate comments." Mortensen stuck to his guns. He was, after all, right. The combatants eventually patched up their differences and when Mortensen wrote Carter's obituary, he saluted her as "a great and noble lady."
The Lone Stump monument still stands, graced by a 1960 plaque that acknowledged there were other trees in the valley in 1847. But there's a part of this tale that has never been told in print--the solution to the mystery of the stolen cedar. Not long after the desecration, Salt Lake Tribune Editor Art Deck got a call telling him to check a locker at the Greyhound Depot if he wanted to know the fate of the Lone Tree. Inside the locker was a sack containing the ashes of one of Utah's most beloved landmarks.

Will Bagley is a Utah historian and writer. For more on this story, see Gary Topping's article in the Utah Historical Quarterly, Summ

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Tuesday, April 10, 2018

H. G. Ericksen and Peter Azel Peel ~ Alice Peel Hafen Collection

(On the back it says:  Taken immediately after the Pioneer Meeting, March 1939; 80th Anniversary of Mt. Pleasant  ~~~ H. G. Ericksen 50  and P. A. Peel 58).

Monday, April 9, 2018

Photos From the Alice Peel Hafen Collection

Orange Seely Home
Later the home of Mary Miranda Seely

498 West Main Street, Mt. pleasant

(on back it says:  Maybe Aunt Miranda's Son)

Mary Miranda Seely Peel 


(back from above)


Tressa and Azel Peel 

(Back from above photo)

Saturday, April 7, 2018

GRANDPA'S HANDS ~~~ Submitted by Larry Staker

Grandpa, some ninety plus years, sat feebly on the patio bench. He didn't move, just sat with his head 
down staring at his hands. 

When I sat down beside him he didn't acknowledge my presence and the longer I sat, I wondered
if he was OK. 
Finally, not really wanting to disturb  him, but wanting to check on him at the same time, 
I asked him if he was OK. 
He raised his head and looked at me and smiled.  "Yes, I'm fine, thank you for asking," 
he said in a clear strong voice. 
"I didn't mean to disturb you, Grandpa, but you were just sitting here staring at your 
hands and I wanted to make  sure you were  OK,"  I explained to him.  
"Have  you ever looked at your hands," he asked. "I mean really  looked at  your hands?"   
I slowly opened my hands and stared down at them. I turned them over, palms up and then 
palms down.  No, I guess I had never really looked at my
hands  as I tried to figure out the point he was making. Grandpa smiled and related this story: 
"Stop  and think  for a moment about the hands you have, how they have served you well 
throughout your years.  These hands, though wrinkled,
shriveled, and weak have been the tools I have used all my life to reach out and grab 
and embrace life.  They put food in my mouth and clothes on my back.
As a  child  my mother taught me to fold them in prayer.  They tied my shoes and pulled 
on my boots.  They have  been dirty, scraped and raw, swollen and bent. 
They were  uneasy and clumsy when I tried to hold my newborn.  
Decorated with my wedding band they showed the world that I was married and loved
someone special.
They  trembled and shook when I buried my parents and spouse and walked my 
daughters down the  aisle. 
They have covered my face, combed my hair, and washed and cleansed the rest of my
 body.  They have been sticky and wet, bent and broken, dried and raw. 
And to this day, when not much of anything else of me works real well, these hands 
hold me up, lay me down, and, again, continue to fold in prayer.  
These  hands are the mark of where I've been and the ruggedness of my life. 
But  more importantly it will be these hands that God will reach  out and take when 
he leads me home.  And  with my hands He will lift me to His side and there I will use 
these hands to touch the face of Christ."  
I will never look at my hands the same again...but I remember God reached out and 
took my grandpa's hands and led him home. 
When  my hands are hurt or sore I think of Grandpa. I know he has been stroked and 
caressed and held by the hands of God.  I, too, want to touch the face of God and feel 
His hands upon my face.

"Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget."