Autobiography of Alma Denton Rogers
Son of  Isaac Rogers and Susan Mills Rogers

 My grandfather, Isaac Rogers, was born in Maine and was a cooper by
Trade.  He was a volunter in the war of 1812.  He joined the Church of
Jesus Christ of Latterday Saints in Kirtland, Ohio.
 I was born in Genesco, New York, moved from there to Kirtland, Ohio,
from these to Macedonia, living there for two or three years.  We then
went to New Orleans and stayed one winter, going from there to
Jeffersonville, Indiana.  Here my mother died in 1841.  My father soon
married again.  I did not get along well with my new mother.
 My brother Ruel Mills Rogers who was eleven years of age and myself,
who was nine years walked back to Elgin, Illinois to live with my sister
whom I had not seen for four years.  There I was made acquainted with
the blessing my mother had received before I was born from the Patriarch
of the church who was the father of Joseph Smith the Prophet.  He told
my mother in this blessing she would give birth to a son and he would be
like ALMA of old, and when I was born a young girl by the name of
Priscillla Cole, came in to see me, and wanted to give me a name.  My
mother consented and she said we will call him Alma.  This made a great
impression on my mind after hearing this.
 I went on to Terracoupe, Indiana where I lived for eight years, from
there I went to Fort Smith Arkansas where I met and married Mary Jane
Collins, a blind girl.  Here I taught my first school.  The war broke
out I started to get out of the country, was taken prisoner along with
my brother Ruel, we abandoned our wagons and go by horseback with our
families.  We got the guards drunk by giving them Brandy to drink, which
Ruel being a medical doctor had for medical purposes.
 I got into Iowa in 1861.  In 1862 I emmigrated to Salt Lake Valley.  I
spent most of my time teaching school and as a Dentist.