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Sylvia Shipley Pulley, 84, died October 2, 1994 in American Fork, Utah. Born August 21, 1910 in American Fork, to Willard John And Sylvia Bromley Shipley. She married Gilbert Dazel Pulley October 1, 1935 in Salt Lake City. Their marriage was later solemnized in the Salt Lake LDS Temple. He died September 9, 1975. She was an active member of the LDS Church and had served in many ward callings.She is survived by two daughters, Mrs. Vaughn (Barbara) Pendleton, St. George; and Elizabeth Healey, American Fork; 13 grandchildren, 10 great-grandchildren. Funeral services Thursday, 2 p.m. in the American Fork 6th Ward, 320 North 100 East. Friends may call at the Anderson & Sons Mortuary, 49 East 100 North, Wednesday 6 to 8 p.m. and Thursday at the church one hour prior to services. Burial, American Fork Cemetery.

Published: Thursday, Oct. 3, 1996 12:00 a.m. MDT Lillie May Stark Shipley, 89, passed away Wednesday, October 2, 1996 at her home due to natural causes.  She was born on May 11, 1907 in Payson, Utah to Ernest Albert and Sarah Agnes Douglas Stark. She married Earl Foote Shipley on April 14, 1932 in the Salt Lake LDS Temple. They were later divorced.She was a member of the LDS Marriott Ward. She was active and served as a visiting teacher and served in the stake Primary presidency. She lived in Salt Lake until 1960, before moving to Ogden. Survivors include her children, Douglas Earl Shipley, Salt Lake; Dennis Foote (Denise) Shipley, Las Vegas; Thomas Stark (Suzanne) Shipley, Ogden; Loree Nisbet, Salt Lake and Kathleen (Joseph) Elmer, Ogden; 14 grandchildren; 13 great-grandchildren and one sister, Lenora Bolten, Littleton, Colo. She was preceded in death by four brothers, Lavar Stark, Douglas Stark, Arvil Stark, John Stark and sister, Isabel Stark. Funeral services will be held Saturday, October 5, 1996 at 10 a.m. at the Myers Mortuary Chapel, 845 Washington Blvd., Ogden with Bishop Kyle Okey officiating. Friends may call on Friday from 6-8 p.m. and Saturday from 9-9:45 a.m. Interment: Wasatch Lawn, Salt Lake.

Mary Jane Anderton Abraham died September 19, 1992 in the Richfield Care Center. She was born to John and Estella Barney Anderton, March 27, 1905 in Monroe (Brooklyn), Utah. She was the last living of the nine children in this family. Mary Jane married William Arthur Abraham in Richfield, Utah, August 24, 1927; marriage later solemnized in the Manti LDS Temple April 30, 1945.She was the mother of six children, Rue Arthur Abraham, Austin, Utah; Ray G. Abraham, G. W. "Bill" Abraham, J. Keith Abraham, Mrs. Cleemont, (Ramona Jean) Peterson, all of Richfield; Billy Gayle Abraham; 23 grandchildren; 63 great-grandchildren; and three great great-grandchildren. Mary Jane was active in church service all of her life, holding many positions in teaching and leadership. She was a member of the Daughters of the Utah Pioneers. During her youth the Anderton Family formed and orchestra and played for many local dances. Until recently, she was a very avid gardner and enjoyed reading articles about Utah History. Funeral services will be held Tuesday, Sept. 22, 1992, 1 p.m. in the Richfield 6th/8th Ward Chapel, 200 East Center Street. Friends may call at the Neal S. Magleby & Sons Mortuary Monday evening 7-9 p.m. and again Tuesday from 11:30 a.m. to 12:30 p.m.

Emmett DeWitt Kimes

Father
    Joseph Leander Kimes (1869-1943)
Mother
    Elizabeth Lewis (1873-1908)
Burial:
Golden Gate National Cemetery
San Bruno
San Mateo County
California, USA
Plot: R, 2017
Row 10 Section 10, Plot #2017
Occupation: farmer, railroad stationary engineer
Emmett DeWitt Kimes was born the 25th of December, 1890 in Crawford County, Arkansas, USA. He was the oldest of eight children born to Joseph Leander Kimes and Elizabeth Lewis. They lived in the country in the Ozarks of Arkansas in a small home with no electricity, indoor plumbing or running water. They lived off the land as did all their neighbors. As Methodists, religion was an important aspect of their family life.
Emmett loved engines and machines although there weren’t many around where he grew up. His father had a small sawmill in Arkansas and Emmett helped his dad with the steam engine that ran the saw. Life was hard for the large family. He left home at the age of sixteen and went to California to find work. He got a job working and living in the sawmill and logging encampment at Sugarpine. In the winter the mill closed down and he lived with his uncle, D. Francis Kimes, in Hanford, Kings County, California, USA where he attended school. He sent money home and tried to help his siblings. In 1908, two years after he left home his mother killed herself in the family home. A year later his father married Eduth Lavada Boyd and they had seven more children all born in Arkansas.
When World War I began in 1914 Emmett decided to enlist in the army. He returned home to see his father and enlisted in Arkansas. He was stationed at Fort Douglas in Salt Lake City, Salt Lake County, Utah, USA where he met Mignon. She said of their meeting,
By the time I went to college, the first world war was in progress and America was involved. All the boys I knew were in the service. So that didn’t leave many men in college (only some who were 4F). When we had a dance at the University they would invite some boys from Fort Douglas, which was located above the University on the hill. That was how I met Emmett Kimes.
The Dean of Girls, we called "Aunt Lucy," chaperoned a group of us one night to a dance there. I met Emmett and he told me he had been taking some dancing lessons. Most of the boys were not good dancers as they had come from different states and religious backgrounds that didn’t believe in dancing. He said, "My grandmother would turn over in her grave if she saw me dancing." I laughed because I thought it was funny. I kept dancing with him. I didn’t see him again for months. I didn’t even remember his name.
I lived in Bountiful and didn’t go to many dances or other entertainment in Salt Lake City. Then one day I stayed with my girl friend who lived in Salt Lake City and I met Emmett again. He said he had been going everywhere trying to find me. This time he got my name and where I lived.
My girl friend, Alga Carlson was going out with a boy from her home town, Logan, Utah. He was in the medical corps stationed at Fort Douglas. Emmett knew him so the four of us would often go out together.
Emmett continued courting Mignon while he was in the service. She graduated from the university and began teaching junior high school in Richfield, Utah. That summer she went to summer school for twelve weeks and got a job teaching in the high school in the fall. When the war was over Emmett came to Richfield to see her. He stayed a couple of days and then returned to California. He returned to Richfield several times trying to convince Mignon to marry him. Mignon said,
I was rather reluctant as I was somewhat fearful because we were not at all alike. Our backgrounds were so different. He had been brought up in a strict fundamentalist religion. To enjoy life was a sin. "We were conceived in sin," his Aunt told me, and the devil was out to get you. This was a new concept to me, having been reared among the Mormons, who take a more realistic view of life.
I was baptized in the Mormon Church at an early age. Some of my neighborhood friends were going to be baptized and my Grandmother Peterson said I should go along. I asked my mother and she said, "All right, go ahead. It can’t hurt you." My grandparents were not very devout Mormons (only my Grandmother Peterson). When my Grandmother Anderton was asked by her husband if she’d care if he took another wife she said, "If he did he could no longer have her." Some of the men who were prospering were asked by the Church to take another wife. And some of them did. That was when Utah was still a territory and had not joined the Union. My religious thoughts were influenced by different people and religions: Presbyterian, Methodist and Mormon.
Emmett and Mignon were married the 5th of August, 1920 in Richfield, Sevier County, Utah, USA. Emmett was 29 years old and Mignon was 24. After their marriage Emmett planned to work in the sugar factory and buy a piece of land he had picked out in Utah. However, shortly after their marriage Moody, Emmett’s brother, told him about a job on the railroad working as a fireman in California. Emmett had always wanted to be an engineer on a train. While working at the sawmills he studied engineering books and mathematics. He was most interested in mechanical engineering. His greatest ambition was to work on the railroad; he left Utah and went to California. Mignon stayed in Utah to finish her teaching assignment. She taught in Utah for three years.
When Mignon finally traveled to California to join Emmett he had lost his job on the railroad because things were slow. He was working and living at Sugar Pine, a saw mill where he ran the engine that operated the mill and the dynamo that ran the lights for the camp. He came to Madera to meet her train. They stayed that first night at the hotel. The next day they went to Hanford to see Emmett’s sisters, Woodworth and Edith. Woodworth was newly married and Edith had a job in a bank. Mignon said,
They were good looking girls and I liked them. We took the bus up to the mountains after buying some furniture for our cabin. Emmett told me it was a three room rough lumber cabin. We decided to get only what we really needed as he expected to go back to work on the railroad when the fall came and the fruit season started in the valley.
Emmett had an uncle named Kelley Kimes who was his father’s youngest brother, only a few years older than Emmett. He lived in Sugar Pine with his wife and two babies. At that time he was also engineer for the sawmill. That was the time before unions. They worked 12 hour shifts. Kelley in the day and Emmett at night. As I remember the pay was $150 per month. I figured we wouldn’t get rich that way as food was higher up there. I inquired about a job for myself. I got temporary work in the office and then the woman running the post office was pregnant so I spent some time learning what to do in a small post office. About that time Emmett got called back to work for the Santa Fe’. So we packed up and moved to Fresno.
I wanted to tell you how much I liked the mountains and the woods. It was beautiful up there among those tall trees with the dog wood and azaleas in bloom, the birds building nests and the squirrels playing in the trees, then the little babbling brooks with ferns on the banks meandering among the trees. I brought paints up there and tried to paint what I saw and even wrote a poem. I would have loved living there even during the winter. Some people did.
Emmett and Mignon stayed with Emmett’s uncle and aunt for a few days when they first arrived in Fresno. They had a room for rent and didn’t live too far from the main part of town. While Emmett was working Mignon walked all around town trying to find an apartment. She finally found a small apartment for rent.
I found a two room apartment for $25 a month where we shared the bathroom with three other families. We had cold running water in the kitchen and a lumpy bed in the other room. Housing was hard to find. We had saved $2500, which I didn’t think was very much. When Emmett’s cousin found out how much we had he wanted to sell us a house. He was in real estate. I thought we’d have to have enough money to pay cash for a house and also some extra for furniture. They persuaded us to buy a place for $6000 dollars. We put $1000 down and paid for it in three years. We lived here in Fresno 10 years. At that time Emmett was a fireman on the Santa Fe’ and I was teaching in Fresno. I worked in a store during Christmas and made enough to buy Emmett a new suit.
The first week I got a school in California I got pneumonia and pleurisy. They didn’t have medicine like they do now. I just had to get over it. The doctor came each day and applied a plaster to my chest that looked like gray mud. It was supposed to draw out the poison.
I quit teaching Christmas, 1926 since I was pregnant. Richard Emmett Kimes was born May 6, 1927 in Fresno. Doris Louise Kimes was born July 30, 1930 in Fresno. Emmett decided we couldn’t make a living on our two and a half acres so we got ready to move north. He got a pass on the train and went up into Calgary, Canada to find out about the country. He checked farms and talked to the farmers. They were so discouraging that he returned home.
Emmett lost his job. This was after the stock market crash of 1929 and the beginning of the depression.
He was cut off the board in the winter. It was hard times and very hard to sell anything. We had put $2000 into our property for a good well and pump since we had to irrigate. It was all planted in fruit trees and black berries. When Doris was 18 months old we sold our home for $3500 and went north. We had had some money in a Building and Loan that we lost - by the time I got down there they had closed their doors. We were lucky to find an older couple with money to buy our place. They paid $2500 in cash and then $1000 the next year.
We loaded our big Studebacker with boxes on the running boards, on the top and in the trunk. I made a bed for the two children on the back seat. Richard refused to sleep in it. We first went to Porterville, Tulare County, California, USA to say good-by to Grandpa Kimes (Emmett’s father). He had just recently moved out from Arkansas (in 1929). We then traveled the coast route north. It was too snowy the central route. We went up into Washington. The farther north we went the colder and more miserable it became. We finally returned to Hubbard, Oregon where I had seen a place I liked. Hubbard is a wide place in the road about half-way between Portland and Salem. We had our furniture shipped up there on the train. (Hubbard was on the rail line.)
We bought 4 acres with a new lumber house and nice lawn for $2800. We purchased 4 more acres behind us, bought a cow and built a garage out of old lumber. I really liked the place. Emmett had wanted a bigger place near ours that had 25 acres but they wanted $6000 for it and we wouldn’t go into debt. This was the depression. An older couple who had just married for the first time bought the farm Emmett wanted. They were 68 and 66 and had not farmed since they were little. One day just when our garden was ready for harvesting I invited this couple in for some ice cream. I had a refrigerator with a monitor top and I made ice cream a lot. This couple fell in love with our little place. They had given $6500 for their place with a team of horses, cows, and pigs. Emmett and this man started bargaining and before long they had made a trade. I was very upset. (Emmett loved to bargain and trade.)
The house on this place was an old monstrosity. There were three rooms upstairs and three rooms downstairs besides the pantry and wood shed. You couldn’t get upstairs because someone had put a bathroom where the stairs had been. We moved two double beds into what had been the living room and we all slept together. This house didn’t have a pretty yard like the other house or the nice orchard. We had so much work. We lived here three years.
Emmett remodeled the house. He put a nice stairway in and made the smallest upstairs bedroom our bathroom. Richard then slept upstairs. The next summer Emmett was called back to California to work on the railroad. I was left with all the farm work to do. A neighbor, Mr. Debravo helped me some.
Emmett had planted two acres of strawberries between the cherry trees. He was gone and the berries were ready to harvest. Usually the cannery took them but this year they said they wouldn’t take any more berries. I made signs and sold our berries for 25 cents a crate, you pick them. I was glad to get anything for them. I raised chickens too. We had chicken, chicken, chicken for dinner. Then it was time to cut the hay and store it in the loft in the barn. After I was done, someone told me they thought the hay was too wet and it would catch on fire by spontaneous combustion. I’d keep getting up at night and check out the window to see if the barn was on fire. I borrowed Debravo’s trailer and took the two kids and all the pigs to Portland where I sold our pigs. By the time that year was over I was exhausted. In July of 1933 I received a telegram telling me my mother, Martha Ellen Peterson had died. The night before I had been up all night canning fresh salmon I bought for 2 cents a pound and 15 quarts of fresh peas. We had no money so I couldn’t go to my mother’s funeral.
When Emmett was called back to the railroad in the fall I got a pass for Richard, Doris and me to Richfield. I went to the woolen mills and got enough wool to make Richard an overcoat and a pair of pants. I turned my old suit inside-out and made myself a skirt and coat. We traveled by train to Eltha’s and then we stayed in Richfield a few weeks with Norma and my dad.
We remained in Oregon for about three years. Emmett was working as a fireman (on the railroad) then. When he was called back to work in the valley in California we left our farm with an older couple. We left all the furniture, cows and team. They paid no rent. All we took with us were all those barrels of canned food and my washing machine. That food lasted us 2 years. We moved around a lot. We would rent a furnished place wherever Emmett’s final terminal was located. Richard was now in school but Doris wasn’t yet. Doris loved to help me. I remember her standing on a box to help wash the dishes. At this time Emmett would come home every other night or even less often because of his work schedule.
We lived in many of the small towns in the valley: Reedly, Dinuba, Antioch, and then Stockton. While living in a mobile home in Stockton with one bedroom, kitchen and a living room Richard got scarlet fever. He was sick for two months and we were quarantined. Richard had his tonsils removed and finally recovered. After he recovered I got valley fever. I was terribly sick. A doctor said it was T.B. so I hired a woman to stay with us so I could go to bed. When Emmett was home she would go to her home. After six weeks in bed with little sleep or food Emmett took me to Fresno to a T.B. specialist. He said I had scars from my teen years and that I didn’t have active T.B. I was just a nervous wreck, crying all the time. He sent me to the mountains to a TB sanitarium for two weeks for a rest. I gained weight and slept. The entire building was open to the air. When I was well we moved to Antioch. Here I got a bladder and kidney infection. I was at Stanford Hospital for five days.
Dr. Wise advised me to have another baby. He thought another child would do wonders for me. We sold our farm in Oregon and decided to settle in Richmond. Emmett and I had quite a little argument about which house to buy. He wanted to buy a new little house on 32nd street with only 2 bedrooms for $5000. I wanted to buy a five year old home up on the hill. It looked terrible; paint all over the windows and the yard was full of weeds. I felt this was a better investment, cheaper ($4300), with 3 bedrooms, and walk-in closets. He didn’t want to live on the hill. We went round and round but finally he came across with the $4300. We paid for the house in cash and had enough left over to buy a new Pontiac.
Mignon was manipulative and deceptive when it came to purchases. It really bothered Richard the way she did things. She would buy a new set of towels and not tell Emmett about them. She would put them away for awhile and tell the children not to say anything to their father. When she finally got them out and Emmett asked if they were new she would say. "Oh, we’ve had those for a long time." I don’t know why she did this whenever she bought things for the house maybe she was avoiding a confrontation.
Because of his childhood years it was very important to Emmett to provide his family with the very best food available. They always had a vegetable garden. It was Mignon’s job to buy and prepare top quality meats. They had a roast once a week with all the trimmings. Every dinner was a full course meal. Even when Mignon lived alone in her later years she always prepared a complete meal for one person such as: pork chop, baked potato, home made apple sauce, salad, fresh green beans and a glass of milk. She usually had home made pie or cake for dessert too.
Emmett started working as a stationary engineer for the railroad once they moved to Richmond in about 1937. Mignon continues their story.
I then decided to have another baby. I hired a girl to do my housework for me since I was still running a fever when I got pregnant. David Lawrence Kimes was born in Richmond, Contra Costa, California, USA. Once he was born I had no more health problems. I remained at home until David was about ten. Then I did a little substitute teaching.
Emmett was working on the railroad as a stationary engineer. He was a very intelligent, very hard working man. Emmett had tantrums. He didn’t trust me to make my own decisions. When I was visiting in Richfield with David he bought a gun, new shoes and a fishing pole. We just got back and I had a lot of washing to do. It was Saturday and the bank was open til noon. I wanted to get the washing done and he wanted me to get to the bank. We had a big argument. Emmett left. Later the police came to tell me they found him dead.
He shot and killed himself the 19th of July, 1952, 50 yards East of Castro Road (near Sheldon School) in San Pablo, Contra Costa County, California, USA.
Emmett was a very sensitive, loving, and kind man. He was deeply in love with Mignon but she was unable to return his love or affection. They didn’t communicate well. From what grandma said he was a jealous man. But, Kathlyn, Richard’s wife, never saw him display jealousy. Everything he did was for his family. His family meant a tremendous amount to him. He loved his children very much and was a very affectionate man who worked hard to provide the best for them. Kathlyn, says:
Grandpa talked with Richard. We knew things weren’t good at home. It was so tension ridden. Richard encouraged him to spend money on himself, to get some things for him to do. He had never done anything for himself. Everything he did was for his family. We encouraged him to take an interest in some sports activities. He had never had time for entertainment; he was working all the time. That’s why Grandpa bought the rifle and the fishing pole.
Grandpa came over to tell us good-by just before ending his life. He wasn’t agitated or having a nervous breakdown. He was just as rational as could be. He felt there was no solution. He was very calm and had tears in his eyes as he said, "I can’t live with mama but I can’t live without her. If I could love another woman it would be different." It was a situation that he couldn’t resolve. He was a very frustrated man. He was terribly sad. He really adored her. He would say, "If I could just take her in my arms and tell her I love her." It was the last thing she wanted was for him to touch her. Yet, he was miserable without her.
He gave Richard his rifle, fishing pole, and pocket watch. He hugged me and said good-by to you kids. His last words to us as he went out to the car were, "I love her so much." Richard lay on the bed. I asked him if he was going to go after him. He shrugged. His dad was miserable. He chose a place where none of the family would come upon him and he shot himself.
Emmett is buried in Row 10, Plot 2017 at Golden Gate National Cemetery, San Bruno, San Mateo County, California, USA.
Compiled and written by Susan Kimes Burgess
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Information from Emmett's death certificate: Certificate Of Death, Registration District No. 0757, Registrar's No. 32, County of Contra Costa, Martinez, California (Transcribed by Susan Kimes Burgess)

His death certificate gives his birth date as the 25th of December, 1894 in Chester, Arkansas. The informant was his wife, Mignon. Virginia Pierce has a xerox copy of a page from the Kimes Family Bible written by Joseph L. Kimes that gives Emmett's birth date as the 25th of December, 1890. I believe the 1890 date to be most accurate.

Name of deceased is Emmett DeWitt Kimes
Death about 10:00 a.m. the 19th of July, 1952, 50 yards East of Castro Rd., near Sheldon School in San Pablo, Contra Costa County, California, USA. No cause of death is listed although an inquest and autopsy were performed.

His usual occupation was: Engineer.
Kind of business was: A.T.S.F. Ry. Co.
Father: Joseph Leander Kimes - Ark.
Mother: Elizabeth Lewis - Ark.
Member of Armed Forces during World War #1
Social Security Number 708-16-6947
Informant: Mignon Kimes, 2308 Mono, El Cerrito. Contra Costa County, California, USA
Last Usual Residence: 2308 Mono, El Cerrito. Contra Costa County, California, USA
Buried: Golden Gate National Cem. the 22nd of July, 1952 by Wilson & Kratzer of Richmond
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1900 Census has Emmett's name listed as Arthur E. Kimes but according to Virginia (Kimes) Pierce no one in the family including his brothers and sisters had ever heard of him being named Arthur. I believe this is a census error. (Susan Kimes Burgess)

Census data is from Cliff Bowlin <csm0373 at adelphia dot net>
Census, 1900, AR, Crawford Co, Upper Township, page 139a, 1/1: Kimes, Joseph, head, w, m, Dec 1869, 30, m, 10, AR, MO, VA, farmer; Libbie, wife, w, f, Feb 1873, 27, m, 10, 6, 6, AR, AR, AR; Arthur E, son, w, m, Dec 1890, 9, AR; Overton M, son, w, m, Oct 1892, 7, AR; Woodworth, dau, w, f, Mar 1894, 6, AR; Sylvine, dau, w, f, Oct 1895, AR; Herbert L, son, w, m, Apr 1897, 3, AR; Lewis, son, w, m, Sep 1899, 8/12, AR.
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Letter from Herbert Kimes to Emmett Kimes transcribed by Susan Kimes Burgess:

Rte 2 Bx 21
PORTERVILLE CALIF AUGUST 5 1932
DEAR FOLKS

YOUR LETTER CAME YESTERDAY GLAD TO HEAR FROM YOU AGAIN-I SUPPOSE YOU ARE AWFUL BUSY LIKE MYSELF I CANNOT FIND TIME TO WRITE ONLY WHILE ON THE JOB I GET UP AT 5 AM WORK 2 HOURS ON THE PLACE EAT AND GET TO WORK 7 15 AM GET BACK HOME 4 15 PM THEN WORK ON THE PLACE UNTIL DARK

WELL EMMETT NOT MUCH TO TELL ABOUT THEODORES FUNERAL EXCEPT WHAT I HAVE ALREADY TOLD YOU-PAPA TOOK IT HARD ALRIGHT BUT DID NOT SHOW IT LIKE OTHERS WOULD-UNCLE KELLY AND FAMILY BENNIE KIMES AND FAMILY UNCLE MARK AND AUNT ADDIE THE BAKER FAMILY AND VIRGIL KIMES ALL OF OUR FAMILY WAS ALL THAT WAS AT THE FUNERAL A NICE SERMON PREACHED BY THE METHODIST PREACHER IN HANFORD THE CASKET WE GOT COST FOUR HUNDRED AND FIFTY DOLLARS IT WAS GREY STEEL SOMETHING ABOUT THE SAME AS UNCLE FRANCIS WAS BURRIED IN- HIS BELONGINGS CAME BY FREIGHT A WEEK OR SO AGO- HAD A LETTER FROM PAPA YESTERDAY HE IS IN A BAD SHAPE WITH RHEUMATISIM CANT STAND UP NOR CAN HE DRESS HIMSELF ALONG-

EMMETT ABOUT THE FRUIT SEASON ITS HARD TO TELL WHAT IS GOING TO BE DONE DON'T SEEM TO BE ANY NEW CREWS PUT BACK ON BUT I AM NOT WHERE I CAN FIND OUT MUCH OVER HERE ON THIS BRANCH I BELIEVE THE BEST THING FOR YOU TO DO IS KEEP IN TOUCH WITH SOME OF THE BOYS YOU KNOW THAT ARE IN CLOSER TOUCH WITH THE MOVEMENTS THAN I AM- BUT IF YOU CAN GET IN 5 OR 6 MONTHS ON THE ROAD AND HOLD YOUR RIGHTS BELIEVE IT WOULD BE BEST AS YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT MIGHT HAPPEN-UNLESS YOU ARE GOING TO BE WELL FIXED ON THE PLACE YOU HAVE- IF I SHOULD LOOSE OUT WITH THE ROAD I WOULD BE IN A HECK OF A FIX I MIGHT EAT ON THE VEGTS AND FRUIT OF THE PLACE BUT WOULD NOT MAKE MONEY ENOUGH TO PAY PAYMENTS AND DEBTS- I GUESS I CANNOT COME TO OREGON IN OCTOBER CANT FIGURE WHAT I WOULD USE FOR MONEY WHEN WE CAME BACK UNTIL ANOTHER PAYCHECK CAME THEN I HAVE A GOOD FALL CROP PLANTED THAT WILL NEED CULTIVATING- WE ARE EATING WATER-MELONS NOW THAT WEIGH FROM 25 TO 50 POUNDS I RAISE ON THE PLACE AND GOOD MY MY- WELL I WILL HAVE TO CLOSE AND GET BUSY

WRITE
Herbert

Donald McOmie 1921 ~ 2007

Donald McOmie, beloved husband, father, grandfather and friend passed away July 7, 2007 after a short illness at the age of 86. Don was born in Salt Lake City April 24, 1921 to John Banks and Rosella Hales McOmie. He married Annie Jean Shipley, March 3, 1945 in Oakland, California, where Don was at the time serving in the U.S. Navy. Their marriage was later solemnized in the Salt Lake Temple, January 24, 1947. Don was a faithful member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, serving in many positions, including stake and ward mission leader. With his loving wife as a companion, he served two missions, West Virginia and director of the Winter Quarters Visitor Center. Don and Jean also served together for ten years as ordinance workers in the Salt Lake Temple. Don was currently serving as Stake Patriarch in the Salt Lake Pioneer Stake at the time of his death. He is survived by his loving wife of 62 years; children, Don (Ruth Ann), JoAnn (Stan) Child, Doug (Nola), Jill (Lance) Hale, Dwayne (Janeal), Jolene (Joe) Fortner; 29 grandchildren, 24 great-grandchildren and many nieces and nephews, all who loved him very much. Funeral services will be held Friday, July 13, 2007, 12:00 p.m. at the Edison Ward Chapel, 1401 West 700 South, Salt Lake City. Friends and family may call Thursday from 6-8 p.m. at Larkin Mortuary located at 260 East South Temple and from 10:30-11:30 at the Edison Ward. Interment will be at the Memorial Estates Cemetery, 6500 South Redwood Road

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