Showing posts with label Winters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Winters. Show all posts

Saturday, May 9, 2026

WILLIAM PHILITIS WINTERS

 



We were not able to find a regular biography of Dr. W. P. Winters.  We searched the internet and talked with people who knew him.  The following is a mixture of items we were able to find.  Peter Hafen remembers him to be a very jovial fellow.  He and his second wife, Mae were frequent visitors at the home of  Peter's "Uncle Dutch" and Aunt Johanna Hafen.



William Philitis Winters was born 24 April 1868. 
Father Henry Adelbert Winters,
Mother: Elizabeth Williams.
He married Nancy Jane Cummings in 1895. She Passed away in 1946.
He married Mary M. Wilcox Patterson in 1947.  Mary (Mae) was also from Mt. Pleasant.
Mae was the daughter of Joseph and Candace Rowe Wilcox.
Candace Rowe Wilcox was a local midwife and assisted Dr. Winters.


He died 10 July 1952 in Price, Utah.  He is buried in Mt. Pleasant.

He started his medical career in Castle Dale, but later moved his practice to Mt. Pleasant


Dr. Winters Hospital as it looks today.  Location:  149 South 100 West, Mt. Pleasant, Utah
News of his aged  father's dying.

1923 He was proprietor of Carbon Hospital in
Price, Utah
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Mayor Winters and Prohibition 

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Below is a notice of his second Marriage.



He married Mary M. Wilcox Patterson in 1947.
Doctor Winters and his second wife, Mae walking down the street. .
submitted by Marilain Black



Marilain Black, a granddaughter of Mary (May) Wilcox, second wife to doctor Winters shares with us a couple of interesting    stories: 

He (Doctor Winters) was her sweetheart before he became a Dr. I understand she married Joseph Sharp Patterson, Sr. on the rebound. 
My Great Grandmother, Candace Rowe Wilcox raised 8 children my grandmother
Mary M. Wilcox, was the eldest child and was 20 when her father died.  She (greatgrandmother)  became the local midwife and helped Dr. Wm. P. Winters (her oldest daughter's first sweetheart) when he was not available.  She was elected as City Treasurer on the Democratic ticket in Nov. 1987
Mary M. Wilcox Patterson  and Dr. Wm. P. Winters met again about 1947 and were married in Pocatello, Idaho by Bishop Henry B. West on 16 Jul 1947.  Dr. Winters and my grandmother
went on a honeymoon to California where his daughter, Louise, lived.  They were offered to be on a program for the oldest newlyweds but my grandmother refused.
He was 80 and she 79.  On their way back to Utah, they passed a terrible accident and stopped to administer first aid.  It was so bad, Dr. asked my grandmother to rip off her underclothes and used them to pack in the wounds.  Dr. Winters died after they had been married five years on 13 Jul 1952 in Price, Utah.  She died
8 Feb 1959 in Salt Lake City.
NOTE:  My grandmother was never called Mary.  We knew her by Dana and know she was called Mae by others.   























The following are items taken from the History of Mt. Pleasant by Hilda Madsen Longsdorf.


p. 195

In 1908, Dr. August Lundberg purchased the first two auto­mobiles brought to Mt. Pleasant. The first, a "Lokomobile" was, however, of short duration, for in the course of a month or so he purchased another, this was a large red touring car called the "Northerner."
In 1909, Dr. W. P. Winters purchased a Buick, and Frank Waldermar an E. M. F. About a year or so later, Christian Hansen purchased a ,Buick, Showman Longsdorf, a Case, and F. C. Jensen, a Cadillac. Among other early cars were those owned by Lyman Aldrich, Wallace Petty and Hyrum Merz. All these cars were very popular with the pleasure seekers and a great deal of time was spent on the road. 


p. 238  1932-33. Mayor, W. P. Winters; Recorder, Daniel Rasmussen; Treasurer, Pearl Larsen; Councilors, H. P. Olsen, four years;Ed. Johnston, John Fowles, Willis N. Madsen, E. W. Wall.



Wednesday, April 23, 2025

MARY MARIE MERRIAM URSENBACH

 



Mary Marie Ursenbach

May 4, 1931 — April 15, 2025

Mount Pleasant

With hearts full of both sorrow and gratitude, we announce the passing of our beloved Mary Marie Merriam Ursenbach on April 15, 2025, in the comfort of her home in Mt. Pleasant, Utah. A devoted wife, nurturing mother, cherished grandmother and great-grandmother, loving sister, and loyal friend—Mary’s legacy is one of compassion, strength, and a life joyfully and generously lived.

Born on May 4, 1931, in Manti, Utah, Mary was the daughter of Edgar and Vonda Merriam. She married the love of her life, Earl Jay Ursenbach, on August 15, 1953, in Orem, Utah. Together, they built not only a home, but a life of purpose, service, and community.

Mary is lovingly remembered by her children: Kathy (Alan) Rowe, Robyn (Bob) Norman, and Christian Ursenbach; her grandchildren: Nackole Norman, Tex Norman, Kortny (Edwyn) York, and Tyson Rowe; and great-grandchildren: Caden (Jake) Snow, Javon Norman, Jocile Norman, Keiston Norman, and Paxton Norman. She is also survived by her dear sisters Vonda Rae Poulsen, Diana Clark, and JoLynn Lund, along with her honorary sisters Suzanne Winters and Sandy Johnson.

She was preceded in death by her devoted husband; her parents; siblings Drew Merriam, Anna May Thomas, Connie Hansen, Louise Kump, Wayne Merriam and Burdell Merriam; and her beloved grandson, Wade Rowe.

Mary lived a life marked by dedication and tireless service. Side by side with her husband, she helped operate their family-owned funeral home and provided essential ambulance service for the North Sanpete area—offering comfort and care in the most difficult moments of others' lives.

Her boundless energy extended far beyond her professional roles. Mary was the heart and soul of every community she touched. A proud member of several senior groups in Mt. Pleasant, Moroni, and Fairview, she also joyfully participated in the Red Hat Society, the Daughters of the Utah Pioneers, and the VFW Ladies Auxiliary. Her home was always open—especially for a game of cards, where laughter echoed and friendships deepened.

Mary had an abiding love for nature and adventure. She found joy in the mountains, in long walks, hikes, shopping trips, and travel. And in true Mary fashion, she never passed up a good plate of French fries—her simple, guilty pleasure that always brought a smile to her face.

Animals found a champion in her as well; Mary was known for rescuing and caring for both cats and dogs with the same tenderness she showed all living things.

Her spirit of service knew no bounds. She was one of the most beloved and impactful 4-H leaders in the community, shaping the lives of generations with her wisdom and encouragement. Whether offering rides to appointments, lending a helping hand around the house, or simply being present with a listening ear, Mary’s kindness was as constant as it was selfless.

Mary’s legacy is one of service, joy, and deep, enduring love. She leaves behind a tapestry of memories that will continue to inspire and comfort all who were blessed to know her.

Funeral services will be held Tuesday April 22, 2025 at 11:00 a.m. at Rasmussen Mortuary (96 N 100 W) Mount Pleasant, UT. Viewing on Tuesday from 9:45-11:00 a.m. at Rasmussen Mortuary prior to funeral. Interment in the Mount Pleasant City Cemetery.

A special thanks to IHC Hospice, Dr. Eileen Jackson and her son Chris for his loving care, during Mary’s declining years. Contributions can be made to the Mt. Pleasant City Library in Mary's name.

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Thursday, August 11, 2022

Life Story of Annice McArthur Frandsen

 

Annice <i>McArthur</i> Frandsen

 


Life Story of Annice McArthur Frandsen  (from Family Search)


Given in person on March 16, 1935, to Lloyd V. Frandsen, grandson Mrs. Annice MacArthur Frandsen Neilson Was born 1 April 1863, at Mt. Pleasant, Sanpete County, Utah; The 10th child of a family of 11 children of Washington Perry McArthur and Urania Gregg. Their first two children were born in Madison, Iowa; the next six born at Pleasant Grove, Utah County, Utah; and the last three were born in Mount Pleasant, Utah. Annice is the only one living at this time. In beginning my story I shall first tell something about my grandparents. My grandfather, Duncan McArthur, was born 22 May 1796, Amy Grafton County, New Hampshire. My grandmother, Susan McKean, was born 10 October 1801, at Corinth, Orange County, Vermont. They were married 1 January 1818. My grandparents later lived at Nauvoo, Illinois, where grandfather was a bodyguard to the Prophet Joseph Smith. He came to Utah for the sake of the Gospel. Grandfather was a polygamist, having two wives. His second wife was Eliza Rebecca Scovil, whom he married after coming to Utah. He was one of the first called to settle in Pleasant Grove, and was the second counselor to the first stake president in Pleasant Grove. He was considered as having a kind disposition; was a good farmer; and served many years on the town board in Pleasant Grove. They later moved to Mount Pleasant.
My father, Washington Perry McArthur, was born 24 December 1824, in Scrubgrass, Orange Co., Pa. He was the fourth child in a family of 14 children. My mother, Urania Gregg, was born 13 February 1826, in Springfield, Sangamon County, Illinois. They were married 'in the states' 25 October 1846. Their first two children, Almeda Jennette and Emma Locretia, were born in Fort Madison, Iowa.
My mother's people, the Greggs, helped William Penn found Pennsylvania. My parents crossed the plains in 1849 in a company going to Oregon. My uncle, Daniel McArthur, was the captain of the handcart company while crossing the plains. When they arrived somewhere near Fort Hall, Idaho, my father decided to go to Pleasant Grove, Utah, and visit with his father, Duncan McArthur. My parents did not come west for the sake of the gospel, but while they were visiting my grandfather at Pleasant Grove, my mother accepted the Gospel, after which my father was converted. As a result of an embracing the gospel, my parents remained in the Pleasant Grove. My brother, Duncan, was the first child born in Pleasant Grove, where the next six children were born to increase the happiness of their home.
Father moved with his family to Mount Pleasant, Utah, in 1860 where he spent the remainder of his days on earth. Father and mother were sealed on 22 November 1861 in the endowment house by Pres. Wilford Woodruff. Witnesses were Brigham Young and S. L. Sprigg.
Father had brown, curly hair, and brown eyes. His height was 5'10" and his weight was 165 pounds. I think he was an unsurpassed, extraordinary man. He was a counselor to the bishop in Mount Pleasant. He was the town physician for several years, and was also a shoemaker. He was a very successful farmer and fruit grower. He had cattle, oxen and sheep, and some of the nicest horses in Mount Pleasant. She was a lover of horses, and sleigh racing was a choice of sports. He owned three orchards and did a lot of grafting of trees. He brought the first bees to Mount Pleasant; he brought them at Springville and pay $20 for the high. He was very charitable. He took in two Indians, and also the family of Gunar Peterson.
My mother was a very handy with the needle and had learned the tailor trade before coming to Utah. Women from all over town came to her to get advice on weaving and dying cloth. She was an expert in weaving, dying, and decorating. Her home was always unusually neat and attractive with paintings and decorations from her own hand. She passed from this sphere on 15 November 1867, when I was 4 1/2 years old.
About six months after the death of my mother, father married Eliza Rebecca Scovil, his father's second wife who was young and widowed. To this union six children were born. He passed from this life on to September 1878. I was then 15 years old.
My parents were the first ones to move out of the old fort at Mount Pleasant. I used to run races with the boys. When we brought the cows home at night we would get hold of the calves tails. We used to go outside the city limits to pick flowers among the unusually high sagebrush. Whenever we saw any Indians we could jump over the highest Sagebrush to get back home. We moved To grandfather's place when I was 13, to Jones's two story house on the north east side of town. I stayed for a while with Mary Ann Winters because they had so much regard for my grandfather. Then I stayed with Aunt Susan and sewed sacks for a load of flour, and also made a wagon cover for my uncle Louis Lund. Then when I was 14 I helped cousin Tom Fuller's wife through a severe seige of typhoid fever and took care of him and the three children at the same time. At 14 I had a strong desire to go back home to help my father in his last days. I have always been thankful for this privilege. I have always had great admiration for father, and he was well-liked by all who knew him.
When I was about nine or ten years old I had the privilege of seeing Pres. Brigham Young. Even though I was barefoot, I pushed my way into the crowd to see him. The next time he came to Mount Pleasant I followed him to the bishop's office. I have always seen his sons, Brigham, John W., and Joseph H. (or A.) and other notables, as Erastus Snow, Franklin D. Richards, George Q. Cannon, John Taylor, and Orson Pratt. When John Taylor came to Mount Pleasant with the other notables, he drove up to me and asked where Mrs. Morrison lived.
I went to District school. My first teacher was Charlotte Hyde, a wife Apostle Hyde. She used to call the children to school by yelling 'To books! To books!...” Whenever any of the children got into fights she would lick them with a pair of stress. Later I attended the Wasatch Presbyterian Academy when it first opened (I was 10 or 11 then) And completed the eighth grade, and then to algebra, Latin, and history as high school subjects. I was recommended to go to Oberlin College in Ohio, but was unable to because of lack of financial support. The next year I went to teach at Milburn. I started to teach school when I was 16 years old, and taught two terms there. I was the first teacher at Milburn.
Before going home to my father I had been drawing the line in my mind between the LDS church and the Presbyterian Church and comparing them and wondering which one I would prefer to join when I prompting came to me which seem to say, 'What authority have they?' I had been leaning toward the Presbyterian Church because they had treated me so nice during my schooling at the Academy. I can say that after receiving this prompting I have thoroughly enjoyed the Gospel. Mr. MacMillan, the man who first establish the Presbyterian Church at Mount Pleasant, said to me while I was in the eighth grade, 'You are one that I will not be able to get in my church.' He later succeeded in getting all the eighth-grade class into his church except me.
After my father's death we stayed on the ranch part of the time. We, my half-aunt Laura, and I, had to milk egg cows. It was during this experience that I became very efficient in the art of lassoing cows. I became very discouraged after his death. I had to shift for myself and was unable to get any support or any kind of help from any of the members of my immediate family. I thought I would leave home and go to George Q. Cannon's home in Salt Lake City and then on out to Aunt Polly's at Portland, Oregon.
Erastus Frandsen and I were married in the endowment house. We lived with my husband's folks the first winter, then moves to the ranch. There 14 of my children were born. We have built three houses. We came to Kimball, Idaho, on 15 April 1903, where we built a large home. Erastus died 20 June 1918. I had six unmarried children at the time of my husband's death.
I was a district Relief Society teacher for 26 years. I have been teacher for all the courses of study and assistant secretary in the Relief Society. I taught the intermediate class in Sunday school for five years. Shortly after coming here I talked to the parents' class. I was also the Literacy teacher in MIA. In 1910 I was put in as principal of religion class for two years. Was also a judge at election for the Democratic Party. Grandma was widowed eight years when she married James Neilson, a widower (Aunt Thera's father-in-law). Complied from Lloyd's notes Viola F.A. Johnson


Erastus Frandsen
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Annice and Erastus had a significantly large family of (18) children:

1-Urania Aurella (Aug 27 1881/ July 07 1942)
2-Victor Erastus (Oct 28 1882/ Oct 22 1954)
3-Earl Gregg (Oct 25 1884/ Feb 27 1920)
4-Willard Irvin (Sept 12 1886/ Oct 26 1909)
5-Perry Lacartus (Aug 17 1888/ Jan 19 1946)
6-Charles Ralph (June 30 1890/ Oct 29 1909)
7-Royal Raymond (Dec 04 1891/ Sep 04 1923
8-Athol Evan (Sept 04 1893/ March 24 1933)
9-Annice Thera Floy(Jun 13 1895/Nov 27 1971
10-Loomis Lynn (Apr 25 1897/ June 25 1983)
11-Leland Que (Feb 02 1899/ March 02 1899)
12-Sarah Olea (Jan 29 1900/ May 18 1903)
13-Ordella (Jan 29 1900/ Jan 29 1900)
14-Cecil Burke (Feb 20 1902/ March 07 1947)
15-Allen McArthor(April 05 1904/Nov 23 1979)
16-Beulah Fern (Oct 05 1905/ Jan 25 1943)
17-Blenda Roenna(July 05 1907/May 20 1983)
18-Lyle Maeser (Aug 06 1910/ Jan 14 1977)

Found on Find a Grave
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Her Second Husband  Jens James Nielsen
JENS is laid to rest next to his 1ST wife "WILHELMINE".  Basalt Cemetery, in Basalt Idaho. Cemetery is located on west side of highway '91'.

JENS NIELSEN lives to be (79) years + 16 days old. After marring (2) times, raising (10) children with 1ST wife.





Found on Find a Grave

Friday, November 19, 2021

The Witchery of Sanpete Words ~~~ by Dorothy Jacobs Buchanan

THE WITCHERY OF WORDS

 Dorothy Jacobs Buchanan Richfield,
 Utah Professional Division Second Place Historical Essay 

During my lifetime, I have always been attracted by words—the wonder of words, the excitement, the impact and possessiveness of words, the pure witchery of words, which Mr. Webster defines as "irresistible fascination." 

My favorite quotation on words is from Lafcadio Hearn, a Japanese-American journalist, and author, as follows: "For me, words have color, form, character; they have tints, tone, personalities* I am affected by the whisperings of words, the eccentricities, the weeping and raging, and rioting of words, the rustling of the procession of letters, the tenderness or hardness, the dryness or juiciness of words—the interchange of values in the gold, the silver, the brass and copper of words."


I am ever grateful for my "Sanpete Words," the words of home, the impressionable words of my youth. Of necessity, I have space to discuss only a few of these words of mine. There are many that could be mentioned. The words I shall speak of here bring clearly defined pictures and impressions to my mind, some amusing, others soothing and gratifying, a few disturbing but tender. I am partial to the catch-in-the-throat words like Hilltop, Horseshoe, Horse Heaven, Fiddlers' Green, and Ras Andersons. Hilltop is a place where the panoramic view appears before us with an impact, especially when traveling southward from Spanish Fork Canyon. Suddenly, the white and blue crest appears above the hill, then in another second, it emerges in its entirety, a resplendent and comforting guardian to most of our North Sanpete valley. When passing at that point, I usually leave my car and take time to view that always stirring and familiar scene.

 This quotation comes to me: 14 "I am the master of all I survey. My right there is none to dispute." The words Horse Heaven seem to whisper to me of some magic sanctuary, a haven of peace and quietude. I have never knowingly seen it, but my mother often spoke fondly of it, which captured my fancy. A scenic spot situated in the east mountains not far from Mt. Pleasant, it was a favorite spot for young people and families to visit and enjoy in past years. Sometimes the trip was made on horseback, but when a picnic was planned, or berries were to be picked, the group usually went in a horse-pulled wagon. Here is an entry made in my mother's diary, dated September 8, 1898: "Today the boys invited us to go berry picking, so eight of us went up to Horse Heaven where we had a nice time. We sang songs, ate melons, grapes, and berries. Then we decorated our wagon with the golden leaves of autumn and started home." 

Fiddlers' Green conjures up a rustling of words—a large lumber dance hall in Moroni. It was easy to reach by horse and buggy, or the new cars that were becoming numerous in the early '20s. The picnic goodies were spread on large wooden tables in a splendid array. Everyone circulated and visited. There was a lot of wholesome laughter. Dance at night ended the festivities.

 I must mention another summer retreat, that of Ras Anderson's. It was a small pond of water surrounded by tall trees. The whole thing is done in bright emerald green in my memory, probably because of the shimmering water that reflected the trees and foliage in sunlight and shadow. A worn sign near the gate announced the name as being "Rainbow Fishery," but to us, it was always Ras Anderson's* I think many of the Mt. Pleasant youth learned to swim in that pond. Two worn, mossy boats were tied up near the shoreline for the purpose of fishing for Rainbow trout. I remember our class going there for a glorious outing on the last day of school. We journeyed down Shady Lane, west of town, amidst a combination of odors—wild roses, intermingled with fresh meadow grass, shiny new green willows that flourished along the stream, plus the usual dust of the road which we did not seem to mind. We sat on the back of a lumbering hay rack and dangled our legs, completely oblivious to the woes of the world. 

Leaving place names, I'd like to mention just three people's names that stir me and are written indelibly in my memory book. Some names are strikingly euphonious, which thought brings to my mind the names of two men—Caratat and Conderset. I have often wondered where their parents found those unusual names. Caratat Rowe, a member of the Mormon Battalion, settled in Mt. Pleasant in or before 1861. He later moved to Mountainville. Conderset was his son. These men were true pioneers who blazed trails, grubbed brush, fought Indians, lived ingeniously, and literally chopped and dug their way to a stable form of living. 

They were often in the company of Peter Gottfredson, a young man who was not afraid to involve himself in the struggle for survival that was necessary for those days of beginnings. He took everything in his stride and many of his experiences seemed stranger than fiction. I think most of us are familiar with Peter Gottfredson's book that he edited and compiled, entitled Indian Depredations in Utah. It is a priceless gift to us; it relates incidents and information that existed in the early years of settlement, largely from first-hand experience or primary sources. Many people had the experiences, but so few of them wrote them down or kept any kind of records. In his introduction to Depredations. Peter Gottfredson said: "I had a companion by the name of Conderset Rowe who could talk the Indian language nearly as well as the Indians themselves. It seemed that he enjoyed the companionship of the Indians as much as he did the whites, which drew me into their company more than I otherwise would have done." 

Because he was a Black Hawk Indian War veteran, Peter Gottfredson was able to spend time in the Soldiers' Home in Sawtelle, California. While there, he decided to write his autobiography for his family. This included a valuable account of his pioneer experiences while living in Sanpete and Sevier Counties. Amazingly, 15 he typed his manuscript laboriously on half sheets of type paper and bound it into a good size book representing hundreds of hours of work. I have been fortunate to read that book, owing to the kindness of Mrs, Adele Jensen, his daughter, who resided in Richfield, I should like to add one word from this Gottfredson book to my list of fascinating words. 

It is a coined word, completely original, and yet imbued with character to fit the situation. It challenges one's imagination. This is the quotation: "In a few days, I was sent over to the Sanpitch River to herd sheep with Cataret Rowe. When it was time to put in the grain, I quit herding and went grubbing and burning brush for Oscar Winters. We camped in a field about three miles from Mt. Pleasant. Our food was mostly, as we called it 'Guttamagrowly. It consisted of hard bread cooked in bacon grease and water. I had an appetite like a wolf and could eat anything I could get and all I could get of it." 

The words and connotations I have chosen continue to be of rewarding interest to me. They are meaningful, nostalgic, and glow with life. They strengthen my appreciation for their "irresistible fascination, "—the Witchery of Sanpete Words.

 1 Lafcadio Hearn by Elizabeth Stevenson.
 2William Cowper. DR. CHARLES H. BIRD, EARLY D











 

Thursday, March 12, 2020

from our archives ......Dr. W. P. Winters



We were not able to find a regular biography of Dr. W. P. Winters.  We searched the internet and talked with people who knew him.  The following is a mixture of items we were able to find.  Peter Hafen remembers him to be a very jovial fellow.  He and his second wife, Mae were frequent visitors at the home of  Peter's "Uncle Dutch" and Aunt Johanna Hafen.



William Philitis Winters was born 24 April 1868. 
Father Henry Adelbert Winters,
Mother: Elizabeth Williams.
He married Nancy Jane Cummings in 1895. She Passed away in 1946.
He married Mary M. Wilcox Patterson in 1947.  Mary (Mae) was also from Mt. Pleasant.
Mae was the daughter of Joseph and Candace Rowe Wilcox.
Candace Rowe Wilcox was a local midwife and assisted Dr. Winters.


He died 10 July 1952 in Price, Utah.  He is buried in Mt. Pleasant.

He started his medical career in Castle Dale, but later moved his practice to Mt. Pleasant


Dr. Winters Hospital as it looks today.  Location:  149 South 100 West, Mt. Pleasant, Utah
News of his aged  father's dying.

1923 He was proprietor of Carbon Hospital in
Price, Utah
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Mayor Winters and Prohibition 

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Below is a notice of his second Marriage.



He married Mary M. Wilcox Patterson in 1947.
Doctor Winters and his second wife, Mae walking down the street. .
submitted by Marilain Black



Marilain Black, a granddaughter of Mary (May) Wilcox, second wife to doctor Winters shares with us a couple of interesting    stories: 

He (Doctor Winters) was her sweetheart before he became a Dr. I understand she married Joseph Sharp Patterson, Sr. on the rebound. 
My Great Grandmother, Candace Rowe Wilcox raised 8 children my grandmother
Mary M. Wilcox, was the eldest child and was 20 when her father died.  She (greatgrandmother)  became the local midwife and helped Dr. Wm. P. Winters (her oldest daughter's first sweetheart) when he was not available.  She was elected as City Treasurer on the Democratic ticket in Nov. 1987
Mary M. Wilcox Patterson  and Dr. Wm. P. Winters met again about 1947 and were married in Pocatello, Idaho by Bishop Henry B. West on 16 Jul 1947.  Dr. Winters and my grandmother
went on a honeymoon to California where his daughter, Louise, lived.  They were offered to be on a program for the oldest newlyweds but my grandmother refused.
He was 80 and she 79.  On their way back to Utah, they passed a terrible accident and stopped to administer first aid.  It was so bad, Dr. asked my grandmother to rip off her underclothes and used them to pack in the wounds.  Dr. Winters died after they had been married five years on 13 Jul 1952 in Price, Utah.  She died
8 Feb 1959 in Salt Lake City.
NOTE:  My grandmother was never called Mary.  We knew her by Dana and know she was called Mae by others.   























The following are items taken from the History of Mt. Pleasant by Hilda Madsen Longsdorf.


p. 195

In 1908, Dr. August Lundberg purchased the first two auto­mobiles brought to Mt. Pleasant. The first, a "Lokomobile" was, however, of short duration, for in the course of a month or so he purchased another, this was a large red touring car called the "Northerner."
In 1909, Dr. W. P. Winters purchased a Buick, and Frank Waldermar an E. M. F. About a year or so later, Christian Hansen purchased a ,Buick, Showman Longsdorf, a Case, and F. C. Jensen, a Cadillac. Among other early cars were those owned by Lyman Aldrich, Wallace Petty and Hyrum Merz. All these cars were very popular with the pleasure seekers and a great deal of time was spent on the road. 


p. 238  1932-33. Mayor, W. P. Winters; Recorder, Daniel Rasmussen; Treasurer, Pearl Larsen; Councilors, H. P. Olsen, four years;Ed. Johnston, John Fowles, Willis N. Madsen, E. W. Wall.



Friday, September 6, 2019

Florence Noland Bagnall Autobiography



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