Sunday, December 19, 2010







Our dear home! Gee, you can't even tell where Janice put the whole in the wall
at the bottom of the stairs where they took a turn and went down a couple more steps!
The foundation sure doesn't look very big, maybe part of it has already been removed.
These pictures are taken from the drive way we once used also.

This is a picture of the new, modern, house. The front of the house looks out over the pasture towards Chehulpum Creek.







As usual I am too late for taking pictures of things I wanted too! DARN!
The next few pictures and posts are what remain of the house we once lived in on Erb's Dairy in
Jefferson, Oregon. These pictures were taken yesterday, 18 December 2010 on my way
home from visiting Dad at the hospital in Lebanon, Oregon. A teenage girl answered the door
and said their parents were not home but thought they wouldn't mind my taking a couple
of pictures. I might of been braver to take more and ask other questions had parents been
home. As I drove by I was surprised to see the house in rubble so went back to get a picture
of the rubble. Guess that will be about as close to a picture of the house that we may get! Maybe
some day I'll stop in again.

Maybe one of you has a picture of the house? If so you have been holding out all these years! Jill
This post is in relation to the pictures of the Albany Ward building:

This is the ward building we attended from November 1968 until the Jefferson Branch was started in the early 1980's. This building was a white color during our teenage years and has just in the past couple of years been changed to the red color. This is the building that has an upstairs and downstairs on the east wing of the building. This building is located near Geary Street and SE 28th - probably 1615 SE 28th Ave. Albany, Oregon. Some fun memories here! I remember doing a Primary Pioneer Parade down the sidewalk and around the church once! Kids used to crawl out the bathroom windows that are downstairs! I remember walking upstairs that first Sunday for Sunday School which was in the morning then, and walking into a classroom full of boys and they they loudly said something to the effect "ew, a girl!" Sister Adams, the teacher commented "I'm a girl aren't I?" I think it somewhat quieted them down some! There is a baptismal font in this building (was then anyway) so Jay and Jon were probably baptized here. Greg and I had our wedding reception here. When we started attending church here it was just the Albany Ward. Some years latter it was divided into two wards, Albany 1st and Albany 2nd. We were in the Albany Second Ward until the Jefferson Branch was started.

I took a quick side trip into Albany this past Friday while down visiting Dad and Cloene. Mostly Dad as he has been in the hospital this week due to bowel complications relating to hand
surgery done in relation to cutting it with a table saw.

If you have any memories of attending church in this building and would like to add to this just let me know and we will do that! Jill




Saturday, September 11, 2010

Sidwell Cousins - August 2010 Jolley's Ranch, Provo Canyon, Utah
Back Row: Vicki Rowe White, Sonja Sidwell Orton, Carlene Sidwell Jackson, Vaughn Rowe,
Elaine Sidwell Redmond,
Front Row: Pat Rowe Carter, Carol Riendeau Kershaw, Max Sidwell
The following are siblings: Pat, Vicki and Vaughn - Sonja and Elaine - Carlene and Max -
then Carol Kershaw

Monday, September 6, 2010

Sidwell Cousin Reunion 2010

Hi One and All!
The Sidwell cousin reunion this past August in Springville, Utah was great! I learned a thing or two about our family! Here was a new one to me: Saturday morning oh, about 11am or so when we
arrived at the park a few overnighters and early birds where playing 'May I?'! I have never come
across anyone else who has ever heard of this card game let alone know how to play it!!! So seeing these cousins playing along with a daughter-in-law learning how was quite the surprise. I have always thought 'May I?' to be a Riendeau card game; Grandpa and Uncle Dee were so competitive when playing! Grandpa would hold onto the card he knew people were waiting for, he would get just the right cards to lay down and then discard the one everyone was waiting for! One didn't win very often when playing with Grandpa and Uncle Dee, especially if one was a child! Anyway, the cousins said that Homer and LuEthel Sidwell, (their grandparents, great grandparents to me) used to play this game all the time! All their children and a lot of the grandchildren learned how to play and play they did almost every time they got together! So we figured that Grandpa (Joe) Riendeau learned to play it when he married his wife, Annie Elvira Sidwell, a daughter of Homer and LuEthel! They must have been good teachers because he learned well!

For those of you who haven't been taught this card game of 'May I?' by your parents...nag them till
they do! Family traditions pasted on are important!!!!!!!! To play the game in more modern times it is very much like 'Phase 10' with out the "May I?" part!

While at the reunion I took opportunity of a lull and pasted out 4x6 index cards and asked each cousin and spouse that were there at the time to write down 2 or 3 short memories about their
grandparent, Homer and LuEthel Sidwell. Here are their responses:
Aunt Carol Kershaw:
1. Grandpa used to ride his bicycle to town.
2. Grandpa and other men used to sit on the sidewalk in Fariview- called the "Spit and Whittle Gang".
3. I learned to ____(can't read writing) and crochet from Grandma.
Carlene Jackson
1. Grandma Sidwell made good sugar cookies and homemade candy. At Christmas they would make 100 lbs of sugar into candy, and they dressed up as Santa Clause and visited every family and left a bag of candy and an orange.
2. At eight o'clock each night as the bus went through town he was ready for bed.
3. Also, grandpa had a temper, but as he grew older he mellowed out.
Max Sidwell
1. Homer was the founder of the Spit and Whittle Gang that always met at the old Travel Inn Cafe.
2. He would always ride his bike to town because it was down hill. Then wait for somebody to take him and his bike back home for him.
Elaine Redmond
1. Grandpa would go to town and sit in front of the store talking and whittling with the Spit and Whittle Gang.
2. Grandma wouldn't share sugar with Grandpa.
3. Grandpa like playing the punch board for candy bars.
Sonja Orton
1. They took their cows on the mountain (Flat Canyon) and let the kids stay up there to milk the cows.
2. Grandpa like the punch boards and won the candy bars, then he would give them to us kids (Sonja, Elaine, and Leon) on his way home so Grandma wouldn't get mad at him.
Pat Carter
1. Grandma taught Grandpa to drive although she never did drive. (LuEthel never learned to drive.)
2. Going from Fairview to Springville took about 1 1/2 hours. (I think that was with Grandpa driving!)
Mike Carter (Spouse to Pat. Looks like the only spouse that wrote!)
1. Grandma Sidwell yelled at me for driving too fast in their car.
2. Just after me and Pat were married we stayed with them in the winter and had so many covers on us we couldn't roll over.

It is interesting that some of the same memories were given. It is so fun to read/learn these little
tidbits about our Great Grandparents, Homer and LuEthel Sidwell.


Just to help you understand these comments a little better (maybe):
Fairview, Utah is home to Homer and LuEthel Sidwell.
Sonja, Elaine and Leon (Fay and Arlene Sidwell-parents) grew up in Fairview and still live there.
Carlene, Max and Keith (Blaine and Emma Sidwell-parents) lived in Fairview I think till Carlene was an older teenager, at least a teenager.
Pat, Vicki and Vaughn (Steve and Cleone Rowe-parents) grew up in Springville, about 45-60 minutes north of Fairview.
Carol, Jackie and Dee (Joe and Elva Riendeau-parents) grew up in Yakima, Washington and the family would go down in the fall for
deer hunting season and maybe another time during the year also.

Aunt Nola (Ernest and Nola Quinn) is the other child that lived to adulthood. She and Ernest never had children. Here are a couple of fun things I learned about her - some I have heard before but hearing again is always good!
1. Nola didn't like it if anyone ever called her Tryphena - her middle name! She is the only one of the 5 children to be called by her first name, the rest all went by their middle names.
2. She eloped with Ernest Quinn to Ellensburg, Washington- why there the cousins don't know!
However, Nola's sister Elva was mad when Nola told her a few days later! (Ellensburg is about an hour or so from Yakima where Elva was living.)
3. The Cousin's said that Ernest must have had 'Gypsy' blood as they moved often - Utah, Oregon, California, Texas and probably others. (They settled in Texas and are buried in El Paso.)
4. Nola worked at a cleaners in El Paso.
5. Nola was a Bookie (took bets for horse races) at one time.
6. Nola changed a bet on Ernest without him knowing - the horse he bet on won -he quit his job as he must of won big. Nola had to tell him when he got home of the change!
7. Ernest was quite the better on horse races and Nola wasn't far behind him.
Needless to say Nola was sort of the black sheep of the family but well loved none the less.

Well, that is enough for now, hope you enjoyed! Jill

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Orville Sutherland Cox

I stumbled upon this web site a while back and found some great information. It is about the Cox family. Enjoy.

I found this on line a while back and thought I would share. If any one would like a copy of the document let me know. Or you can go to the following link for a copy of the document: https://docs.google.com/Doc?docid=0AdO72b-Fca2mZGduYm1mM3dfMTAxZ20zdmszZnc&hl=en 
~Kandice
by
Carlene Jackson
Driggs, Idaho

HOMER MILLS SIDWELL

On 4 Sep 1888, a son was born to William and Tryphena Sidwell. He was named Homer Mills Sidwell. He was born and blessed in Fairview. N. Larsen performed the blessing on 5 Dec 1889. In going, through the church records the ones I could find indicated they were all at least a year old when blessed.

In 1874, a rock building was built, for a school, and in 1884 two rooms were added to the original building and dedicated on 2 Feb 1901. It houses the museum today but this school was used until about 1969 or 1970. All of the Sidwell children attended this school as well as grandchildren and great grandchildren.

Homer was baptized into the church 4 Sep 1896.

As Homer Mills Sidwell was out visiting a family one-day he came upon a beautiful dark haired young lady. He asked around to fine out who she was because she had won his heart. So, in his buggy he went a courting and to his surprise she had eyes for him, with his soft voice, he won her heart. Her name was LuEthel Kelsey, the, daughter of Calvin Kelsey and Annie Elizabeth Elder Kelsey.

Marriage
They were married in Manti, Sanpete Co, UT 27 Aug 1909 by Niel R Peterson, an Elder in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Adelia B.C. Sidwell, his aunt, and Samuel Ware witnessed it.

Homer and Ethel made their home in Fairview, Sanpete Co, UT. Homer loved the land and always wanted to buy a farm and this he did in the east part of town where they built their home, a two-story place with no in-door plumbing. Everything was brought in from out side. Now this could be mighty cold in the wintertime.


Homer was a good worker. He didn't seem to go any faster than the others, but he
always got so much more done. When he dug a trench his family would tell him to come do
something easier because he had done so much more than anyone else. He always got more
done, even though he didn't seem to work any harder.

Their first child, a beautiful little girl, was born the 4 June 1910 in Fairview, Sanpete, UT. Her name was Annie Elvira Sidwell. It wasn't long until they started thinking about building a new, home, and one that would take care of their needs. Now that the family was coming, they knew that the four rooms would grow smaller before long. Two years later, on the 22 May 1912 another daughter was born. They named her Nola Tryphena after her Grandmother Sidwell



Homer started thinking religion and decided it was time to take his family to the Temple and have them sealed to him and Ethel. So, on 15 Jan 1913, he took LuEthel and his two daughters to the Manti Temple where they were sealed for time and eternity. Homer was always active in the church after that.

On the 19 Aug 1914, they were blessed with another child, this time. it was a boy. They named him Homer Blain Sidwell after his father Blain, as he was called, was the apple of his father's eye. They could do many things together, now he had someone to help him do the farm work.

As the young children started to school they went to the old rock schoolhouse that is located on Main Street, each and every one of them attended there. Their father, Homer, would hitch up the team and take the children to school when the weather was good, if it was snowing they would hitch up the sleigh. Their sleigh was called a schooner and it would hold up to fourteen people.

In the early part of their marriage they purchased some land in the Fairview mountains where they spent their summers. Some of their grandchildren had the chance to visit them there. They even opened up a small store there, as the coal miners would stop for refreshment on their way home and it gave their horses a chance to rest before heading on down the canyon.

It was the winter of 1919-1920 that Homer became really ill. His cousin was waiting for a ship passage to go to Hawaii on a mission. "I was assigned as a choreboy and I was glad that I could be assigned to the same people that meant so much to me. On 4 Feb 1920, the day I was to leave for Hawaii, I walked downtown in Fairview. I will never forget the way the good people of Fairview helped me out. Then here came my relatives, Elva, Nola, Blain and Homer, each of them with a five dollar bill, and Homer with two five dollar bills, one for himself and the other for Ethel. Alto­gether, it amounted to about twenty-five dollars and that was a lot of money in those day." (Name of missionary not given)

On 4 Feb 1920, another son was born to Homer and Ethel. He was given the name of Kenneth Fay Sidwell. Four years later, on 8 Jul 1924, another daughter was born; her name was Ethel Cleone Sidwell.

When Ethel was expecting their last child, Blain came down with small pox and they didn't know he had them. He gave them to his mother and she in turn gave them to the baby. Max O'Dell was born 13 Jan 1928, and when he was eleven days old our Father in Heaven called him home again to be with Him, his mission was completed here on this earth.

Homer was always a helper of others. If he saw someone fixing a fence, Homer was not afraid to help. He was always looking for ways to help. One day a group of men were down at the train depot waiting for the train to come in. They didn’t think Homer knew much about current events, it was just after the war had been declared on Germany. Homer was there, they thought his opinion wasn't worth much, they didn't think he knew much about it. One of the men that were there was named Harry. When the train came in they started to unload the boxes and Homer said, "Here Harry let me help." You see that was the kind of man Homer was.

Homer lived the life of a farmer for a good many years. He worked with his two sons, Blain and Fay. Homer was called to the Irrigation Company and spent many summers checking the water from the Fairview lakes. A good many gallons of water came to Sanpete County because Homer would go the extra mile. We have heard men who worked with him tell of how he would strip and go into the cold water to plug the holes.

When it was Christmas time, Homer and Ethel would make up a hundred pounds of sugar into candy, as sugar was only $3.50 to $4.00 per hundred, and if there was someone who didn't have candy for Christmas, they would see that they did.

Homer did not like to ride in a car if it went over 40 miles an hour. He would tell you to "slow down, you're going too fast. Do you have a lead foot?" Back in 1952 Homer and Ethel went to Detroit, MI and bought themselves a new car. It was a white Plymouth. They watched them make it from the first bolt that went into it until it was finished. They were very proud of this car but they didn't drive it much, it went too fast. Homer would just as soon ride his bicycle. You could always see him riding down the road on his bike and then he would walk home and push the bike, as it was hard to ride uphill.

Homer enjoyed going to town and visiting with the older men. They would sit in front of the cafe for hours. They were known as the "spit and whittle" gang.

Homer and Ethel both had a strong testimony of the gospel of Jesus Christ. They both had the desire to live the gospel. Homer ant Ethel celebrated their fiftieth wedding anniversary in 1962. That is when their health started to decline. Homer had a cancer removed from his face and it left a large portion of his cheek gone. His son, Blain, tried to help take care of his father. Homer would not come around where people were if they were eating as it embarrassed him, but most people did not think much of it.

On 27 Dec 1963 their son, Kenneth, passed away with cancer and a bad heart. Homer kept a good front, but his heart was still broken to lose his son. His daughter, Elva, started having heart problems and 1 Feb 1965 she passed away. She lived in Yakima, WA and is buried there. Then Homer became quite ill. They took him to the doctor and as he was failing, they put him in the hospital in Mt. Pleasant, Utah. Blain would go down on weekends and feed him, but he continued to go down hill. One Sunday evening as the doctor made his rounds he told Homer he would see him in the morning and Homer said, "I think not." His son Blain had just left from feeding him when they called him in Salt Lake and said you had better get down here as soon as possible, but Homer was gone.

DEATH OF HOMER
Homer Sidwell passed away 11 Mar 1966, just one month after his oldest child. Ethel continued on in the family home until her health failed and she needed a nurse 24 hours a day. She was put in a rest home in Spanish Fork, Utah, UT, where she resided until her death on 2 Feb 1969. Three children, Nola, Blain and Cleone survived her.

Cleone passed away 20 Oct 1979 in Provo, UT. Nola passed away 11 Feb.1984 in El Paso, Texas. Blain is still living and lives in Salt Lake City, Utah.

Monday, June 14, 2010

Capitol Theatre Yakima, Washington

Here is what is written on the back of this postcard:
Capitol Theatre Yakima, Washington
Originally built in 1920, the Capitol burned to the ground in 1975. Rebuilt by the community and dubbed "Yakima's Jewel Box", the Capitol Theatre is now a fully restored 1,500 seat vaudeville house presenting over 100 events every year. (Photo by Ken Vermillion - inside
photo courtesy of Capitol Theatre.)

In late May 2010 I sent this postcard to Aunt Carol and Uncle Fred and make some comment that this card would probably bring back some memories or some such note. Aunt Carol
emailed the following back upon receipt of the card:

4 June 2010
Hi Jill,
Thanks for the post card and yes both Fred and I remember that theater well. I think it is on South third street on the east side. It used to be next door to the post office. Don't know if the post office is still in that spot or not.
My grandfather Riendeau used to take your mom and I to vaudeville shows there. It was fun. I didn't remember that it had burned to the ground. We were living in Alderwood Manor at that time.
Thanks for thinking of us.
Love, Aunt Carol

Enjoy! Jill 13 June 2010

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Lunch anyone!?!

Just a quick story Aunt Kathryn told me while visiting her in Visalia, CA this past April 2010.
I came home and asked Dad about it!

Dad and Aunt Kathryn's mom, Velma, would make them sandwiches for their school lunches from dinner leftovers. One stands out more than others, it being the 'Mashed Potatoes on a Biscuit' sandwich! Aunt Kathryn said her mom would slice the biscuit (not sure if it was just a baking soda biscuit or a yeast raised one - from Dad's comments I vote the baking soda kind!) then using leftover cold mashed potatoes she would spread them on the biscuit and add a little salt and pepper and there you have it, a sandwich for lunch! Something to eat but I don't think Aunt Kathryn was real fond of them! Dad was not fond of them! He said it would stick all the way down his throat! Even the biscuits by themselves would stick going down! He said to get them to go down they needed to be drenched in a lot of honey or some such!

Sounds like a 'No' vote for 'Mashed Potato Sandwiches'!
Jill

Blog about Visalia

Hi All,

Thought you might find this one interesting!!! Hopefully you can get on the blog below. I heard about this Visalia Blog last fall when we visited with Aunt Kathryn and Uncle Harvey.  Harvey is quite the historian himself!

If you enjoy the blog, sign yourself up!  Terry Ommen (histerry@comcast.net or (559) 901-3227) is the person who has become quite the Visalia historian and adds to the blog every couple of weeks or so.  It is always an interesting read.  He mentioned a copy of a diary he had gotten about  the Hudgins Wagon train in one of his blogs a month or two ago and knowing that the Wingfields probably came over in that wagon train I wrote to him and asked for a copy.  It is a fun little read!  It was written many years after the wagon train came across.  It doesn't mention the Wingfield brothers but does their sister Elizabeth (Tatman), our direct line, she was the only female in the group and at that time was married to a Harrison.  Anyway, I went on line to see if I could find more information on this wagon train and actually found the diary on line!  If your interested let me know and I'll find the link and send
it to you.

Enjoy the read!  Love, Jill



www.visaliahistory.blogspot.com

Monday, May 24, 2010

Monday May 24, 2010
Took a quick trip over to Kennewick, Washington to day to drop Megan off at a friends house
to spend a couple of days. On my way back I made a quick stop at the Terrace Heights Cemetery
in Yakima, Washington. I actually found in a short amount of time the headstones of these two great grandparents (to me anyway)! I found the others quickly also, must say a map and having
been there a couple of times helps also. Been a long day so will try to get the other headstones
posted for you soon. Jill
PS: I am surprised I could actually get this to work!!!

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Mae Pippert

These are pictures of Dad's (William Frederick Pippert) Auntie Mae Pippert and one of her daughters, Donna Pippert Lisbon.
Auntie Mae just celebrated her 100th birthday last September!

Auntie Mae married Lawrence Pippert, brother Walter Pippert, thus aunt and uncle to Dad.

Aunt Jill

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Sacrament Meeting

Here is a letter that I (Kandice) received from Aunt Jill Graham.

April 27, 2010

In talking with Dad on the phone about a week and a half ago we somehow got on the subject of reverence of children during Sacrament Meeting at church.
Dad related the following incidence: This happened while we were still in the Albany, Oregon Second Ward and I would guess it was before the church went to the 3 hour block program, so I would guess sometime in the mid to late 1970’s.
One Sunday as the ward was gathered for Sacrament Meeting Jim and Jay along with 4-6 other young men of age between 12-18 were sitting on a front side pew in the chapel waiting to pass the sacrament to the congregation. Some sort of confrontation, joke, snide remark between them, or a comment from one of the other boys sent the two of them to start tussling with one another. This evidently went on for several minutes and was not coming to an end. No one sitting close to them ask them to stop nor did they do so on their own! The skirmish between them soon became bothersome enough to Dad that he got up and went up to sit between the two of them. While there he had a nice little chat with them about their reverence during church and how it was not just affecting them but was also a distraction to many in the congregation; such actions were not appropriate especially during church. Dad commented that he never had to do that again! Dad’s not sure whether it was more embarrassing for him or for the boys but it cured the problem.

Monday, April 26, 2010

Franklin (Bud) Elder


He was born to Franklin Pratt and Permelia Jane Page Elder in 1923. His mother died in childbirth. He was "adopted" by his father's sister, Annie Elizabeth Elder Kelsey and her family and was raised by them.

Birth: 3 Mar 1923 Lynndyl, Millard, Utah
Death: 15 Jan 2004 Pleasant Grove, Utah, Utah


Obtained from Robert Barrett’s Family Tree at Ancestry.com

Letter for Thanksgiving 2009

Nov.21, 2009

Central, Az.

Dear Family!

I do not know if this fits or not but here it is any way.

Probably all the way from the time that we could play together and into high school my Sister Kathryn and I, when the chores where done at the end of a hot summer day or week ends we would grab the garden rake and make roads all over the big yard between the house and the barn. Make believe roads that is. Then we would get our bikes and go on these roads, stops signs written in the dirt and use hand signals and all. We had a lot of fun until maybe I cut a corner to short or run a stop sign or something she did not like ( you see she was always the traffic Cop) and go complain to our Dad. Boy look out for trouble just began.

Now you must remember we did not have T.V. and were not allowed to call a friend on the old crank phone on a nine party line. I did get to listen to Captain Midnight on radio once a week if my evening chores were done just before we went to milk. We did not have Seven Eleven or McDonalds down on the corner. Oh Yes! No T.V. dinners either. Our Mother cooked three square meals a day. And if you didn’t like it you stayed there till you did like it. But still we survived. We were very poor but we did not know it until we got out on our own. You must remember we were born right after the great depression. But looking back I believe that World War II hurt us more than the great depression. We had stamps for butter, tires, gas, shoes, lard, and I do not remember all else. But we had our own lard, and butter. We made both. I shook a quart jar of cream till it turned to butter. My arms were hurting by then. We always butchered pork every thanksgiving. One of the mornings a few days later and after milking was done I built a fire under the big cast iron kettle, thru in the fat that we had cut off all the pigs. We had to trim the fat off the rind (hide) and cut it up into about one inch squares, cooked it till afternoon, I had to stoke the fire and stir it quite often, and then we poured this into a press to squeezed out lard from the membrane part. Now what was left were the cracklings. Oh they were good. Now this hot lard, when cooled turned to a solid chunk. My Mother always had a can of lard sitting on top of the stove for cooking. Now this all took place every Thanksgiving in the thirties and forties.

So for those in school. Work hard to get a very good grade or better. For it will pay off when you go to buy a car your interest will be less and when you go to buy a house it will really pay off. Your car insurance will also be less. When you go to get a job your grades are checked out. It also helps to enter college.

Please, do not tease the cats. I do not remember what I did but I do remember that the big Tom cat bit clear thru my right thumb nail. Boy that was sore for a very long time. We did not even think of rabies. My sister and I were out playing around and on Grandpa Fred Pippert’s old spring wagon and buggy lined up along fence by the cow corral just east of the shop.

Love Grandpa William Fredrick Pippert (Wilfred)

Dad, Grandpa, Great Grandpa

After 1955 it was Bill.

Sure sorry we are not there.