Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Celebrating 150 Years of Good Health in Mt. Pleasant
What a Great Success the Health Fair was this year. And largely due to our daughter-in-law, Heather Hafen who rounded up the vendors, (so many things were given away in each booth), the activities, and coordinated it all.
Everyone said it was the best they had ever attended before. Drawings were held, prizes given away, Life Flight (the emergency helicopter) came in, a bike rodeo was held, a child safety inspection for car seats, the local ambulance, not to mention many more booths inside the Mt. Pleasant Recreation Center.
Pioneer Monument
Back of the Ambulance
Donna Brunger, A gracious hostess for the Relic Home, as she attended the Health Fair.
The displays representing "150 years of Good Health "
Booths Everywhere
Passed Off the Stage ---by James Buchanan
They say I have passed off the stage.
Oh well,it may be true,
I'm not as strong as when I stood six feet, at thirty two.
I know I am getting bent and old, my hair is silvery gray.
But, Oh, 'tis hard to hear it said, "The old man's had his day."
It was not very long ago, it scarcely seems a year,
When I was stronger than a yearling colt and fleeter than a deer.
My arms were like the sinewy root that thrust out from the oak.
And I was straight as the towering pine that tempts the woodsman stroke.
There wasn't one, in all the town, how sad the contrast now,
Could mow a steadier stroke than I, or drive a straighter plow.
And even when my hair turned gray,no whit my strength declined,
I used to race boys afield and leave them all behind.
But now they bring the cushioned chair, and put it in the sun,
And fetch me out my pipe and pouch, as soon as breakfast is done.
And bid me sit an hour or two..."the day'll be long and hot".
And then they go and leave me there, unheeded and forgot.
Sometimes I take my staff, and creep along the orchard wall.
But weary, set me down to rest, where grateful shadows fall.
Far off the meadows swim with heat---fresh smells thenew mowed hay.
But I can go no more afield, for I have had my day.
Oh God, it is a weary thing to live an out-worn life.
To have no further part in manly toil and strife.
To know that all one's active days have passed forever by
And all that now remains is just to rest and die.
I don't know why I dread it so, this passing off the stage.
Some folks think life is mighty hard, and long for smooth old age.
But I'd rather strive and toil, till all my bones are sore.
Than to be sitting useless here,m beside the farm house door.
Oh well, 'tis little use to cry, because the milk is spilt.
'Tis little use to swing the sword, with nothing left but the hilt.
I've done my duty, while I could, and now if needs must be,
That I have done for others, let others do for me.
It is the rule of life I know, and honest turn about.
We help our babies into life, and they in turn must help us out,
Their turn will come too, soon enough, like rolling wave on wave.
The generations pour their tide into a common grave.
One day a babe, the next a man, the next unnamed, unknown,
Save a moss-encrusted line upon a smoldering stone.
Our life is swifter than the take upon the fleeting page-
We've but to learn the play, and then pass off the stage.
Oh well,it may be true,
I'm not as strong as when I stood six feet, at thirty two.
I know I am getting bent and old, my hair is silvery gray.
But, Oh, 'tis hard to hear it said, "The old man's had his day."
It was not very long ago, it scarcely seems a year,
When I was stronger than a yearling colt and fleeter than a deer.
My arms were like the sinewy root that thrust out from the oak.
And I was straight as the towering pine that tempts the woodsman stroke.
There wasn't one, in all the town, how sad the contrast now,
Could mow a steadier stroke than I, or drive a straighter plow.
And even when my hair turned gray,no whit my strength declined,
I used to race boys afield and leave them all behind.
But now they bring the cushioned chair, and put it in the sun,
And fetch me out my pipe and pouch, as soon as breakfast is done.
And bid me sit an hour or two..."the day'll be long and hot".
And then they go and leave me there, unheeded and forgot.
Sometimes I take my staff, and creep along the orchard wall.
But weary, set me down to rest, where grateful shadows fall.
Far off the meadows swim with heat---fresh smells thenew mowed hay.
But I can go no more afield, for I have had my day.
Oh God, it is a weary thing to live an out-worn life.
To have no further part in manly toil and strife.
To know that all one's active days have passed forever by
And all that now remains is just to rest and die.
I don't know why I dread it so, this passing off the stage.
Some folks think life is mighty hard, and long for smooth old age.
But I'd rather strive and toil, till all my bones are sore.
Than to be sitting useless here,m beside the farm house door.
Oh well, 'tis little use to cry, because the milk is spilt.
'Tis little use to swing the sword, with nothing left but the hilt.
I've done my duty, while I could, and now if needs must be,
That I have done for others, let others do for me.
It is the rule of life I know, and honest turn about.
We help our babies into life, and they in turn must help us out,
Their turn will come too, soon enough, like rolling wave on wave.
The generations pour their tide into a common grave.
One day a babe, the next a man, the next unnamed, unknown,
Save a moss-encrusted line upon a smoldering stone.
Our life is swifter than the take upon the fleeting page-
We've but to learn the play, and then pass off the stage.
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Dr. Dean C. Rigby
Dr. Dean Carrol Rigby was born November 4, 1919 in Fairview, a son of Dr. Samuel B. and Alice Anderson Rigby. He graduated from Wasatch Academy in 1938. He received his BS degree from Utah State University and his MD from the University of Utah, and interned at Sacramento County General Hospital. He practiced medicine for 20 years, spending 11 years in Moroni before moving to Mt. Pleasant in 1960.
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He was a member of the Utah State Medical Association, a member of the Sanpete L.D.S. Hospital staff and school doctor at Wasatch Academy for eight years. He served as captain in the Army. Dr. Rigby was a member of the L.D.S. Church.
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He married Lurline Jones October 7, 1945 in Sacramento and the marriage was later solemnized in the Manti Temple
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Dr. Rigby was a member of the Mt. Pleasant Lions Club and a
councilman in Mt. Pleasant City administration. He served as chairman of the cemetery, also buildings and public grounds committee. He also served on the public safety and waterworks committees, and he was a member of the city board of health.
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He and his wife Lurline were the parents of two children, Newel and Alice Gaye.
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He died August 26, 1968, along with another city councilman, Andrew Pratt in a terrible accident while traveling along Mt. Pleasant State Street where they were hit broadside by a runaway city vehicle.
Sesquicentennial Celebration of Health !!!
Health Fair
Saturday August 8th
9:00 a.m. to 1:00 p.m.
Mt. Pleasant Recreation Center
20 North State Street
Mt. Pleasant
If you've noticed that we have been posting pictures and biographies of the past doctors of Mt. Pleasant, it is because we are helping to Celebrate 150 Years of good medical care in our wonderful community of Mt. Pleasant. We have had doctors, nurses and midwives for a little over 150 years who have dedicated their lives to saving the lives of others, and contributing to the quality of life of those who live and visit our community.
And lets not forget to give a great big "Thank You" to the many people who currently work at Sanpete Valley Hospital, the doctors, nurses, technicians, ambulance crews and administrative staff. We are proud and very blessed to have a well-equipped health care facility right here in town. We have made giant strides of progress during the past 150 years.
Samuel Bills Rigby
Samuel Bills Rigby successfully engaged in the practice of medicine and surgery at Fairview and Mt. Pleasant. He was born in Fairview February 1, 1888, the son of James and Fanny (Jordan) Rigby.
Dr. Rigby, after attending the normal schools at Fairview pursued a normal course in the Brigham Young University at Provo and then took up the profession of teaching which he followed for only one year. Later he returned to the Brigham Young University and the University of Utah at Salt Lake City Utah where he studied in 1914. He next went east to become a student in the University of Maryland at Baltimore. He was there graduated and won high rank in his studies. He gained his professional diploma and degree and returned home well qualified for important professional duties, having had twelve years of college training after leaving the common schools. During vacation periods he engaged in canvassing and other work in order to secure the funds necessary for his tuition and other college expenses. While he had little money he was determined that he would gain an education and thus displayed the elemental strength of his character----a strength that led him steadily forward until he acquired an enviable position in professional circles.
He began practicing in Mt. Pleasant and in 1918 purchased the practice of Dr. J. R. Anderson of Fairview and returned to his native town. Dr. Rigby made for himself an excellent name as a capable physician and surgeon and constantly kept in touch with the advanced thought and researches of his day.
At Fairview, on the 19th of June, 1912, Dr. Rigby was married to Miss Alice Anderson, a daughter of Archibald and Bertha (Christensen) Anderson. The religious faith of Dr. Rigby and his wife was that of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints
He was also a member of the Commercial Club, thus manifesting his deep interest in everything relating to the welfare and progress of his community.
Dr. Samuel B. Rigby passed away November 15, 1959.
Hamilton School Band - Approximately 1949 - - Marsden Allred, Band Leader
Front Row l to r: Kathleen Rowley, drum, ?, Paula Scow, ?, trombone ?, Marie Ericksen cymbals, drummer ?, Gerald Seely clarinet, Peter Hafen clarinet, Tammy Madsen flute, Marsden Allred.Second Row: l to r: ?, Dora Madsen, Utahna Coates, Arlene Winkleman, ? Madsen, ?, ?, ?, Frank Lee Pritchet, Patsy Tuttle ?, ? trumpet, Roger Sorensen, John Monsen, ? trumpet, ?, Beth Winkler, Diane Ball, ?, ?,
Third Row: l to r: Mary ?, Connie Johansen, ?, ?, Bobby Madsen, Gerald Burton clarinet, ?, Yvonne Larsen flute, ? trombone, Jim Averett ?, ?, Dave Hafen trombone ?, ?, Jay Lott snare drum, Andy Peterson snare drum, Elna Mae twirler, ?, Base Horn: Lou Ann Hafen, ?, Gordon Staker trumpet, Virginia Hasler, Bryant Nelson trumpet, ?, Clark Truscott clarinet.
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