Sunday, June 12, 2011

Jean Laws Obituary

Lola Jean Kartchner Laws

HUNTINGTON - On Dec. 6, 2009, Lola Jean Kartchner Laws departed this life into the waiting arms of Wayne, her sweetheart of more than 50 years on this Earth.
Jean was born on May 29, 1925, the fourth child of Nora Black and Henry Z. Kartchner, on the Carlyle Ranch, a few miles north of Monticello. At the age of 1.5 years, the family moved to Huntington, where Jean lived until she met Wayne. On Sept. 4, 1942, they were married in the Salt Lake Temple. Wayne and Jean lived in Blanding, for a couple of years after Wayne returned from WWII. In 1948 Wayne and Jean moved to Carbonville, Carbon County, where they built their home and raised their family. They lived there except for the three years they spent in England on a building mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Wayne passed away in Sept 1992. Jean continued to live in the home Wayne built for them until Aug. 2008, when she moved to The Seville Retirement Residence in Orem, where she made many friends.
As an active member of her church, Jean served in many positions including Relief Society President, Young Women's President, teacher, secretary, music director, librarian, stake missionary and Manti Temple ordinance worker. She was also active in the community as president of the College of Eastern Utah Women's Faculty Association, PTA President, and Captain of the Rim Rock Camp of Daughters of the Utah Pioneers.
Jean was talented in many ways. She was an excellent homemaker, a wonderful seamstress, did beautiful embroidery, and made lovely quilts for her family. But her talents extended far beyond her home. She wrote poetry, short stories, songs and lyrics for musicals and road show skits, and a lullaby for her granddaughter. She organized and sang with choirs, quartets, and double trios. One group was invited by U.S. Senator Jake Garn to accompany him on his state-wide campaign tour. Jean enjoyed giving readings and was a fine actress, at one time a protege of Elmo Geary, for whom CEU's Geary Theatre was named.
More than anything, Jean loved her husband, her children and grandchildren, the Lord and her church. She will be deeply missed.
Jean is survived by her children; Linden (Kathleen) Laws, Spring Glen, Utah, Kaye (Lynn) Manhart, Orem, and Grant (Janet) Laws, Carbonville, seven grandchildren and 18 great-grandchildren and was looking forward to one more. Two sister-in-laws, Dottie Laws, Blanding; Darlene Kartchner, Price. She was preceded in death by her eternal companion Elwood Wayne Laws, her brother Lamont, her sisters Guila and Glenna, her parents and one great grandson. Her funeral service will be held on Saturday Dec. 12, 2009 at the Carbonville Ward church in Spring Glen at 10 a.m. A viewing will be held at Mitchell's Funeral home Friday, Dec. 11, 2009 from 5 to 7 p.m. and at the Spring Glen church an hour prior to the funeral. She will be interred at the Huntington City Cemetery. 
*From the Sun Advocate, December 8, 2009.

Letter from Lurlene Barton to her mother, 1940

This letter was found in Fern Laws Palmer's things. (Fern had traced over the original writing because it was very faint which is why you may be seeing double.) The letter is from her sister, Lurlene Laws Barton, to their mother, Lucy Cordelia Johnson Laws, in 1940. To me it shows Lurlene's love for her mother, her fun personality, and an example of how to do the washing for your mother without her taking offense! Great Aunt Lurlene in this letter reminds me of my own mother, Lurlene Palmer Gutke, Fern's daughter. - Deniane Kartchner  :)

"My most honorable and Dearly Beloved Mother Seeing as how it looks like Snow methinks I shall wash this day beginning as soon as possible. And as I haven't so much washing and were not going to be very busy will you please and kindly be for sending me yours. (Don't worry I have got an ax to grind and I'll give you plenty of chances to get even.) I'd like it bright and early on this the 10th day of June in the year of our Lord 1940 --

Yours Resp
Lurlene"

Asa Laws in Blue Mountain Shadows







Back row: Hester and Mary Evalyn Fillerup
Front row: Elliza, Mary Ann Rowley

Photo contributed by Mary Jane Vuyk

Johnson family photo



Left to right: Gladys Adair Wilson, Nellie Jane Johnson Harvey, James Leroy Johnson, Eva Johnson Fillerup, Glen R Johnson, Etta E. Johnson Lunt. (Captioned by Mary Jane Vuyk)

Shirley Laws, Dawn & Mary Jane Barton


Shirley Laws, Dawn and Mary Jane Barton (photo contributed by Mary Jane Barton Vuyk)

Laws cousins about 1942



L to R: Lynda with Wilma in front, Kleston with Kent in front. Julene is the baby in back. (This caption is from Mary Jane Vuyk. She thinks the caption is right... although she checked with several of the cousins and no one is 100% positive. Mary Jane says, ""If any of you have a knowledge of who took the picture, where and who it would be fun to know.")


Sunday, June 6, 2010

William Hart Laws by Wayne Laws

Submitted by Kaye Laws Manhart. Thanks, Kaye!
William Hart Laws pg 1 William Hart Laws pg 2 (1)

Wayne Laws school song

Wayne school song

Wayne and Jean Laws wedding anniversary

Wayne & Jean 50th 1 Wayne & Jean 50th 2
Thanks, Kaye, for submitting these about your parents.

Wayne Laws Obituary and Funeral Program






Submitted by Kaye, Wayne's daughter.

Monday, May 24, 2010

Where we are from

The following map records where those of us are from who click on this site. It'll be fun to see how far flung we who are interested in the Laws Family have become.

Locations of visitors to this page

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Monday, March 22, 2010

Jane Cadwallader Brown Johnson photo


This photo was reproduced from a pedigree chart belonging to Fern Laws Palmer. 

Cadwallader name origins


This is a page from Fern Laws' Book of Remembrance concerning the origin of the Cadwallader name. 

Johnson brothers photo needs identification


I have tried so hard to list the sources of photos and documents - yet I have this photo in my files with no identification but "Johnson brothers."  Anyone know anything else?

Emma James photo


This photo is from one of Fern's pedigree charts. 

History of James Parley Johnson

Written by his daughter, Eva Johnson Fillerup
  
Born: September 2, 1860 in Springville, Utah
Parents: Lorenzo and Emma James Johnson
Died: 1924

James Parley Johnson was the son of Lorenzo and Emma James Johnson whose ancestors were from England. He was born in Springville, Utah on September 2nd, 1860 . . . . that was 100 years ago yesterday.*  (September 3, 1960)

When he was about eleven years old his father died leaving his mother with seven children. There was Ozelle, then himself, Orissa, Martha, Sarah, Viola, and George.  His mother later remarried and two more girls were added to the family, Rose and Lilly.

When he was 22 years old he was married to my mother, Eliza Jane Rowley in the St. George Temple. They traveled there by team and wagon and then back to Nephi, Utah where they made there home until after the birth of their first two children. Then they moved to Central, Arizona.

At the time of this, their first move, the people were being troubled by the warring Apache Indians and Father and Mother had many frightening experiences. They noticed as they were traveling from Nephi to Central that the Indians kept following them day after day. Finally one day they came into camp to do some bartering. They had some colored glass beads they tried to give mother to buy me. Of course she refused, they left but came back the next day and tried again but finally they gave up and left.  My mother was very frightened and was worried that the Indians would return and try to take me by force, but no further incidence happened at that time.
           
In Central, Arizona my father worked in the freighting business.  In 1887 he married my mother’s sister, Zina Cordelia Rowley. They took up a homestead there and he acted as 2nd Counselor in the Bishopric. After working the homestead for some time he had it taken from him by claim jumpers and shortly thereafter they were forced to move to Old Mexico because of the law against polygamy.

The trip to Diaz, Old Mexico was a hard one.  On route the whole company came down with an epidemic of measles.  We were not allowed into the town of Diaz until it was certain that the epidemic was over.  Two days after reaching Mexico my father’s second wife died leaving two children, Etta and Eliza Ann, whom my mother took and cared for as her own. By this time father’s children numbered six.  There was myself Eva, John, Delbert, Etta, Suzy, who died at the age of 4, and Eliza Ann.

Little Eliza Ann, the baby of the second wife, died on her first birthday.
           
Father worked early and late until he had cleared land and built a home for his family.  About this time he contracted chills and fever which hung on for months.  After he recovered from this he leased a herd of sheep and we moved into the mountains for two years.  When these two years were up we moved again to Diaz and my father built a beautiful house.  He owned a shoe and harness shop.  He made all our shoes, it was years before we ever owned a pair of shoes our father had not made.

There were many happy times spent here in Diaz at this time. The family had grown even larger with the births of Lucy, Bertha, LeRoy, Nellie, Glen, Jesse, Gladys and Arthur. The family took an active part in the ward, father being 2nd Assistant in the Sunday School Superintendency and also a member of the old folks committee for many years. Father loved the old songs and was very fond of singing them either alone or with his family.  His favorite meal was cheese and crackers, and he was fond of hard tack candy.  The whole family enjoyed a watermelon bust. He loved to chase we children around and wash our faces with watermelon rinds. Also there was a ditch of water running down the sidewalk all summer and he loved to water fight with us and many a time we were soaking wet before he quit.
           
The happy times in Diaz were ended late one Saturday night when the old bell rang to waken the town with word from the Stake leaders that the Mexican Rebels had gotten out of hand and the people in Diaz were to leave at once. They were told to take only enough food and clothes for a few days and to leave as quickly as possible.  The Stake Leaders felt sure that in a few days they would be able to return to their homes.
           
By Sunday at noon the town was deserted and soon the rebels came through destroying everything in their path.  Beds were ripped apart with feathers and corn husks flying in all directions; the large storage cans the food was kept in were punctured and the food either taken or ruined and the rebels took a special delight in shooting out the eyes in all the family pictures and portraits we had hanging on our walls.

The United States government gave us tend [sic] shelter and food just over the border for three months. During these three months groups of men would return to Diaz to salvage anything they could from our homes as we finally realized that we would never be able to go back to them.

From this government shelter my father took his family and went to Thatcher, Arizona, where they spent the winter.  My brother John had previously left Mexico and had married and settled in Blanding, Utah (Grayson). He urged us to come there.  So after a long and hard journey of six weeks we reached Blanding where my father secured work and soon with the united efforts of the family he had a very comfortable home.

Here he spent the remainder of his life performing faithfully every duty required of him in the Church.  In 1921 his health began to fail and after years of suffering he died in 1924. Mother followed him four years later.

Dad’s posterity at the present time, and they are still coming, is 14 children, 62 grand-children, and 223 great grand children, 93 great great grand children.  Making a total of 378.

Source: Genealogy book of Fern Laws Palmer, copy of typed manuscript.  Transferred to computer on October 26, 2005 by Deniane Kartchner.

James Parley Johnson photo

Source: Fern Laws Palmer pedigree chart.

I would like to find someone who has original photos, especially the photo of the Emma James Johnson and her daughters.  (This page is a "copy of a copy of a copy" that I found in Fern Laws Palmer's Book of Remembrance.)

James Parley Johnson family



Mary Jane, can you help me with the photo identification?  You can email me and I'll post it.  Thanks!

Eliza Jane Rowley Johnson

Written by her daughter,
Nellie J. Harvey

Eliza Jane Rowley was born April 18, 1865 in Nephi, Utah, to John Rowley and Mary Ann Gadd Rowley.  She was their first child out of 12 children; 5 girls and 7 boys.  Her sisters’ names were Sarah Ann (who died as an infant), Zina Cordelia, Amy Elizabeth and Mary Luella.  Her brothers were, John Sylvester, Jesse Noah, Heber Charles, James Albert, Samuel Issac, Leslie Jacob and Wilford Marion. They were a happy united family, living in harmony with the father's other wives and their children.

They were farmers and many are the stories they would tell about the father having to hide in a fake room under a bin of wheat in their store room when the marshalls would come to arrest him for living in pologomy [sic].  At one time they tried to take Eliza Jane away thinking she was one of the wives.  My mother was Eliza Jane.

Mother spent a lot of her time during the winters after she turned 13 years old in going to the St. George Temple with her father and doing endowment work for the dead.  She did hundreds of names for the dead.  She also helped her father with his farming errands and at his gypsum mine on Mt. Nebo where he mined and made gypsum. Some of it was shipped to Manti and used in the Manti Temple.

Mother was baptized in 1875.  She married James Parley Johnson from Springville, and was sealed to him the 12th of February 1882.  He later married mother's sister Zina Cordelia.

About 1884 Mother and Father and family moved to Central in Arizona where they lived for four or five years. While in Central, Arizona two brothers John and Delbert and a sister Susan Emma were born.

They were always active in church work.

I am not sure about dates, I have no way of checking, only from family group sheets.  About 1890 the family moved on into old Mexico, and stopped at Colonia Diaz.  Here my sister Lucy was born and little Susan died of Mack measles, which made my mother very sad, off in a strange and lonely land.
    
They moved up to Colonia Pacheco in the mountains for a year or so and my sister Bertha was born there.  They then came back to Diaz where the rest of us kids were all born.

Mother was a hard working woman, taking loving and wonderful care of her large family and teaching us the gospel, as well as to work and get along with each other.  She loved fun too.  One Valentine’s night, this was after we came to Blanding (Grayson it was then) it had been raining and us kids wanted to send some valentines.  There were no sidewalks or roads, just mud.  We were in our night clothes. Mother went with us, we waded in mud over our shoe tops. She giggled and laughed and got just as muddy as the rest of us   She loved picnic's and was always willing to fix lunches.  She kept home made beer in a keg nearly all the time without any ice to even cool it.  One night she went to a dance with her dress on wrong side out.  When she found it out, she was so embarrassed she came home and wouldn't go back to the dance.

It really hurt mother when we had to leave our new home, a lovely red brick home with 12 rooms, and as modern as it could be made at that time.  She made wonderful cheese and we left about a dozen nice big cheese in our screen cupboard besides all her jams, fruit, etc.  She made the best of everything that came to us.  She could make a home in a tent or a covered wagon   Where ever mother was, was home.  When we came to Grayson (Blanding) her 10 year old son Jesse drove the big sheep wagon with mother to tend the brakes for him, loaded with us kids and about all we possessed in it.  Dad drove a light buggy with a good team.

Roy my older brother, drove a wagon with my sister Eva and her little daughter in it and while in Hatchita Mother was doctor, nurse and comforter when Eva got her new baby boy. Eva was a second wife and her husband abandoned her at this time.

When we left Hatchita to come to Thatcher, Arizona, mother was riding in a header box with Douglas Harvey and Bertha and it tipped over on some rough road.  It threw mother out and a big heavy trunk came down on her and really gave her a hard bump on her head. It knocked her out  and left bad effects.  It affected her mind.

About 1925 mother had a stroke.  She was living alone at the time, her husband having passed on before.   She lost her power of speech and her memory.  She just walked the streets. We tried to take care of her but decided about 1926 to take her to the hospital in Provo for treatments. We left her there. She never got better and she died there on the 8th of June 1928.  We went up to get her.   Her brothers and a sister wanted a funeral for her in Provo, so we had a service for her there, then brought her home to Blanding where we had another funeral on June 12, 1928 and buried her by her husband in the Blanding City cemetary.

She was a wonderful wife and mother.  So patient, sweet, gentle and kind. A "gentle woman" all her life is what a wonderful friend said of her to me.  And she was.

We loved her dearly but certainly didn't tell her so often enough.
                      
Written by her daughter,
                       Nellie J. Harvey

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Lorenzo Johnson photo link

The following link provides a picture/drawing of Lorenzo Johnson.  http://content.lib.utah.edu/cdm4/item_viewer.php?CISOROOT=/USHS_Class&CISOPTR=1998&CISOBOX=1&REC=2

It appears to be from the same photograph I have in my files:


Sunday, November 1, 2009




San Juan High School Junior Prom, 1936.


Fern Laws - I don't have a date for this photo or any other caption.

Fern Laws



This photo reminds me of those taken in a photo booth at the mall!

Monday, October 26, 2009

'Behind' the photos ...



Fern is on the left. Now, for those of you who wonder why it has taken me so long to post photos from Fern's books ... I have been stalling, thinking that I'd fix the photos first, identify them, make them all pretty and "printable" ... But, I have changed my mind.  This photo and the photos below are typical of Fern and her friends: a funny, crazy lot. And the fact that Fern wrote all over her photos (I don't know who doctored the eyes on this one), and even cut herself out of photos when she didn't like her picture is Grandma and therefore, history, too.

I interviewed Marva, Georgan and Fern many years ago about some of the "capers" they got into.  They all were in their late 60s at the time, and they were all laughing so hard I thought Grandma was going to pee her pants. (Which, as you know, we wouldn't put past Grandma.) I'll post that interview sometime soon!  It is great fun.  I am hoping to find the audio in my stuff to post, too; if not, I hope Blue Mountain Shadows has it in their archives.

Marva, Fern and friends



Marva, Georgan, Fern and Harry?













The above photos are of Marva and Fern during their school years. They were always really good friends and later became sisters-in-law.  I don't know who the other girls are other than Georgan Hurst Burtenshaw. These three were "The Three Musketeers."

Wednesday, October 21, 2009


This page of photos was in Fern's Book of Remembrance. Top row, l to r: William Hart Laws + Jennie Ann Johnson, June Laws + Lucy Cordelia Johnson, Fern Laws. Bottom row, l to r: Lorenzo Johnson (son of Didymus Johnson and Ruhama Stevens), Emma James (daughter of William James and Jane Haynes), Mary Ann Gadd, James Parley Johnson + Eliza Jane Rowley. (Thanks, Mary, for the corrections.)

A. J. Russell photo of laying of last rail at Promontory



William Hart Laws was here at the laying of the last rail at Promontory, Utah, although he said he was near the back, not close enough to see the actual driving of the spikes. Directly after the Transcontinental Railroad was finished, he worked on the Utah Central Railway from Ogden to Salt Lake. He was in his 20's and not yet married.

The town of Johnson

Did you know there was a town called Johnson in southern Utah, northeast of Kanab in Kane County?



"The town was settled in the spring of 1871 by four Johnson brothers: Joel Hills, Joseph Ellis, Benjamin Franklin, and William Derby."

Read more:
http://home.earthlink.net/~norm.mcclellan/FamilyHistory/FH/JohnsonUT.htm

William Derby Johnson history





William Derby Johnson
Born: October 27, 1824
Died: April 13, 1896

History by Vivian Cram Knudsen*

William Derby Johnson, born October 27, 1824, in Pomphret, Chautaugua County, New York, was the eighth son and the fourteenth child of Ezekial and Julia Hills Johnson. When ten years old, William accompanied his mother to Kirtland, Ohio, where on April 9, 1836, he was baptized by Samuel Bent into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

In about 1848, William met a little Quaker lass, with black hair and eyes, to whom he immediately lost his heart. Her name was Jane Cadwallader Brown, daughter of Abia and Abigail Cadwallader Brown. Her birth occurred June 5th, 1832 in Birmington, Miami County, Ohio. She and William were married November 9th, 1849, six months after her 17th birthday when William was 24. They remained sweethearts throughout their entire lives.

In the spring of 1855, while flowers were perfuming the wildwoods, William decided to go into business for himself.  He secured from the forests raw material from which he constructed a combination home and store. Then taking the $250.00 saved from wages earned in clerking in his brother, Joseph E.’s drugstore, he set out for St. Louis to purchase fancy notions, candy, etc.  On his return, he began merchandising. Toward the close of the year, he moved to Winter Quarters, Nebraska, where in the spring of 1856, he witnessed the first company of handcarts as they passed through on their endless trek to Utah.

In May of 1857, he located in Florence, Nebraska, 12 miles from Council Bluffs, where opportunities were better for his business venture, and where he acted as postmaster, school trustee and alderman. Two daughters were born to them while they lived in Florence, Nebraska, Julia Abbey and Esther Almira.

In the spring of 1861, it was agreed that with his three wagons, six oxen and two horses, they would emigrate with a company then leaving for Utah. William’s nephew, Sixtus Johnson, son of Joel, was captain of the group and William’s widowed sister, Almera J. Smith Barton, and her three daughters, Della, Elvira, Julie, and Jane’s brother, Abia William Brown, accompanied them. En route, the two families experienced a terrifying experience, when in playing robbers with a supposedly empty gun, William’s son Elmer, shot Almera’s daughter, Della, in the back of the head. Although the child screamed loudly and blood flowed profusely, it was discovered to their relief the ball had lacked sufficient powder to do any real damage. Only the skin had been grazed.

On reaching Salt Lake City, William purchased a house and lot consisting of one and one-fourth acres from Elder Israel Ivins, on the location near the Union Pacific depot.

The following year, 1862, he was called with others to retrace the long trail to the states in the Capt. Miller Company, to aid in bringing in more emigrant saints. Returning home he was met at Fort Bridger by his son, W.D. Jr., and his brother, George W., who were transporting a load of fruits and vegetables. In April, 1862, accompanied by his son W.D. Jr., he made a second trip to the states, this time in the John Murdock train. The trip was made in 52 days, one of the quickest times on record in an ox team train.  They renewed acquaintances with friends in Council Bluffs and Florence, and after an absence of four months, returned in September with the Capt. Alvirine Company to again take up life in Utah. On October 16, 1863, Jane and William suffered their first severe loss when their little daughter, Mary succumbed to whooping cough.

In the early spring of 1866, the Black Haws War became violent, and a call went out for more volunteer troops. William enlisted, but his son, W.D. Jr, 16, and large for his age, volunteered to go in his stead and after considerable persuasion, gained consent, leaving for Moroni, Sanpete County, Utah, June 5th, serving three months.

A mission was next required of William, the call coming at the October Conference of 1869.

William operated stores throughout the greater part of his life.  He made trunks, household furniture and harnesses which he sold along with medicine and drugs, mostly manufactured by himself. Jewelry and bakery goods were also handled in the store, and a small dairy was run in conjunction with it, two of William and Jane’s daughters having the responsibility of milking and making the cheese. Pies and cakes came from Jane’s kitchen.

In the autumn of 1870, the Johnsons disposed of the Salt Lake property and moved to Southern Utah as President Brigham Young had called them to settle in Hay Canyon east of Kanab, Utah. The name was changed to Johnson. Here they lived until they were called to help colonize Diaz, Chihuahua, Mexico, where William built a large home. His yards and surroundings were landscaped beautifully, as he was an ardent lover of beauty; a charming park, lush gardens, fish ponds and flowers of all kinds had a part in his yard. William was ever solicitous for Jane’s comfort and welfare, providing her with numerous conveniences. In Mexico, Native labor was employed and the work merely overseen. Rather than to distress his wife, William acceded to her wishes to refrain from polygamy.

Jane was fond of sewing and did exquisite needlework, especially in quilts. She was neat and took pride in her appearance, usually appearing gowned in becoming black taffeta with bonnet to match. William was a trifle stout and of medium height – a mild and fine looking man, and being naturally retiring, avoided the limelight as much as possible, as also did Jane. Speaking from the stand was not in their line, yet wherever they lived, they effected an influence for good.  In giving and sharing, they played more than a full part.
           
On one occasion in William’s travels, loaded with merchandise, he met with a rather unusual experience. A pedestrian, somewhat under medium height, with black hair and beard, was given a ride and to William’s astonishment, seemed fully acquainted with his camping plans for the night, cautioning him against them, as the Indians would give trouble there that night. As the stranger alighted, William turned to inquire of him more specifically, but found he had literally disappeared. The warning was heeded, however, much to Williams’ advantage, for emigrants camping at that sot that night were massacred by the Indians.

William was ordained a High Priest in Diaz, Mexico, March 27, 1894, and on December 22, 1895, under the hands of Francis M. Lyman, was ordained a Patriarch of the Church. He and Jane were the parents of twelve children: William Derby, Jr., Elmer Wood, Jennie Ann, Julia Abby, Esther Almera, Mary Maria, Abia Ezekial, Bryon Elwood, Joseph Eills, Carlos Smith, Hannah Zelnora and Lodemia Viola. Three of their children: Nancy Maria, Carlos Smith and Lodemia Viola died in infancy. The remaining nine married and raised families.

William Derby Johnson, Sr.’s death took place April 13, 1896 at 72 years of age at his home in Colonia Diaz. His wife, Jane, died 12 years later on January 19, 1908.

Vivian Cram Knudsen

*Source: From the typewritten family history documents of Fern Laws Palmer, great granddaughter of William Derby Johnson.  Word document entered on computer 1-27-06 by Deniane Gutke Kartchner, 3rd great granddaughter of William Derby Johnson through Fern Laws.






William Derby Johnson Sr.


William Derby Johnson family


Lucy Johnson and sister Bertha



This is Lucy Cordelia Johnson ("Mom" is written in Fern's handwriting) and her sister Bertha. At least my mom (Lurlene) and I are pretty sure that's who the other girl is ... Bertha is "Bertha Irene Johnson Harvey" married to James Douglas Harvey.

A little note for the "Fern Family": One of Bertha's daughters is Irene Harvey, who married Ivan Rogers "Punk" Watkins... Fern and Irene are first cousins.

Johnson family group sheet



This old family group sheet shows Lucy Cordelia Johnson's family and where she fits as the daughter of James Parley Johnson and Eliza Jane Rowley. I'm going to have to do a completely different blog for the Johnson's and Rowley's! (And don't worry if you're confused, because it's confusing... But we'll get it all straight eventually, which Johnson goes with which ... )

Johnson family photo


Can someone help me identify these members of the Johnson family in the photo? It was with the Johnson stuff in Fern's Book of Remembrance.


Comments from Mary Jane: l-r   Gladys, Nellie?,unknown?, Mary Evalean, Male unknown?, female unknown ?.  Any idea when and where the picture was taken?  (NO)  Could one of them be Etta Lunt McFarlane?

Johnson Pedigree Chart



Our ancestor here is William Derby Johnson. June's mother is Jenny Ann Johnson Laws and her father is William Derby Johnson.

Laws Coat of Arms



This is the Laws Coat of Arms page that Fern had tucked into her books. It's pretty generic; there is another version I posted that says "Laws of Norfolk."

Blanding cemetery records for Laws family

Following are links to the Web site pages containing information 
about Laws family members who have been laid to rest in the 
Blanding City Cemetery.

This is where you will find Laws names:

http://files.usgwarchives.org/ut/sanjuan/cemeteries/blanding02.txt
 
And this is the main link if you want to look for more 
(like Palmer or Barton)

http://www.usgwarchives.org/ut/sanjuan/sanjuan.htm



Tribute to Dwight Laws

* The tribute below was sent to me by Lola Kaye last year via email. I loved reading about Dwight's life and thought it would be appropriate to post the tribute here.  - Deniane


Note from Lola Kaye with the tribute: "I am sure that some of you were unable to attend Dwight's funeral.   It was a wonderful tribute to him.   Dwight was a giant in my eyes and I know that many others thought the same as I did of him.   Dwight's son David gave this eulogy of his father in the funeral, I thought that you all might like to read it.   I am going to put it in with my geneology stories. I am so thankful to be a "LAWS", what a blessing it is in my life. I love you all - Lola Kaye Laws Manhart"




Richard Dwight Laws

Our life as a dream, our time as a stream glide swiftly away
And the fugitive moment refuses to stay.
For the arrow is flown and the moments are gone.
The millennial year presses on to our view, and eternity’s here.
Oh, that each in the day of His coming may say,
“I have fought my way thru: I have finished the work thou didst give me to do
Oh, that each from his Lord may receive the glad word;
“Well and faithfully done: enter into my joy and sit down on my throne.”

Richard Dwight Laws was born on November 26, 1939 in a tiny hospital in Moab, Utah to Julian Asa Laws Jr. And Marie Black and spent the first 8 years of his life in Blanding. His father died in 1943 when he was only 4 years old.

Marie remarried Presley DuVall in 1947 and moved the family to Little Bear, Wyoming. It is there that he learned to ride a horse, rope a calf and stay out of the way of  rattlesnakes.   He also attended a tiny 1 room schoolhouse in Chugwater, Wyoming.

In 1950 Presley and Marie moved to the Avenues in Salt Lake.   It is there he met almost immediately his lifelong friend Terry Summerhays and formed the loose group of friends known as “The Fellas”.

Although he lived in Salt Lake, he spent many summers in Blanding working with his Uncles, Frost Black and Bill Laws and also Kay Lyman and living with his cousin and dear friend Arvid Black.

He attended West High School where he participated in wrestling and band.

He served an honorable full-time mission in the North Central States in 1960-62.   It is there that he once quipped to his companion during church in St. Paul, Minnesota that he had just met his future wife.

After returning from his mission he went to work for KSL delivering tapes of conference during marathon plane itineraries, and later installing radio systems for conference broadcasts around Europe and South America.

He married the love of his life, Linda Lorraine Heurkens (Pup) on Friday, July 13, 1962 in the Logan, Utah LDS temple.   Yes, Friday the 13th.   It explains much.



He went to work in the Airline industry for KLM and Pan Am and in the course of the next 8 years traveled to nearly 100 countries all over the world including cold-war Russia, Polynesia and most of the South Pacific, Southeastern Asia, Africa, all of South America, all of Europe, and much of the Middle East.

He moved his family to Blanding in 1975 to raise his family in a small town environment. It was during his stay there that part of his Patriarchal Blessing was realized.   He was promised that during his life he would find ways to get to know his deceased father.   During his run as county commissioner, he met and spoke with many people who knew his father well and told him many stories about Asa.   He left Blanding in 1984 to change careers once again.   He was employed at BYU in the division of continuing education as Associate Director of Travel Study as well as Director of Conferences and Workshops and Director of Independent Study.

His hobbies were many and varied.   He built his own house in its entirety in Blanding (and helped with scores of others), SCUBA dived all over the world (usually legally), had a private pilots license (and flew commercially for scenic aviation in Blanding), wrote several fictional novels and a few non-fictional biographies, owned a hot-air balloon, wrote remedial reading material that was used worldwide, sang in the Mormon Tabernacle Choir (even commuting from Mesa, Az for more than 2 years and holds the record for longest commute and most logged miles by the member of the choir), played the piano and trombone (in the famous Francis Lyman band and in high school with the dance band Stardusters), was an excellent wrestler during college, rebuilt automotive engines, loved jeeping and 4-wheeling and Sunday rides into the mountains, and could hike for miles searching for Anasazi Indian ruins.   He played competitively (and often fiercely) in basketball and softball leagues (although his favorite was playing in city league softball with his sons and grandsons).   He would stand at the back door and lob long-distance hook shot after hook shot saying “Just one more, I’ve got the range” as we chased down all the misses until he made one at last and ducked into the house claiming victory.   He loved horses and owned more than 14 over the years.   He rarely missed the chance to act as tour guide through his beloved San Juan County to those who had never see its wonders.

Yet his oldest and most beloved hobby was motorcycles.   He won 14 different motorcycles and loved to ride them.   During his trips he visited all but 2 of the 50 states, traveled through Mexico, Canada and even Alaska.   It didn’t take much coaxing to get him to join a cross-country ride or even a day trip.   At the conclusion of each long road trip he was barely recognizable in his full leathers, boots, helmet hair, 10 hays growth of beard and bandana.   Yes the bandana, it was always with him.   He was a member of the Temple Riders Association and loved to ride with them.   Our best guess is that he logged nearly 200,000 miles on his motorcycles.



Next up the line was his firm belief in education.   Even while raising several children he continued his dogged pursuit of a bachelors degree, which he earned in 1974 for the University of Utah at the age of 35.   It took him many years but he never gave up.   He served on the San Juan board of education for more than 7 years.   Then in the early 80's he was given an opportunity that would alter the course of his life.   He was offered the chance to get his Doctorate degree.   It was technically not a difficult decision for him though the actions necessary would prove tough.   In the end, he left his boyhood town, sold his truck for tuition money, turned over the house he built with his own hands to foreclosure, moved his family to Provo and finished his degree.   Graduation day in 1985 with a degree in instructional science at the age of 46 was something else - what a great example to watch your dad fulfill a life-long dream.   There are many in this audience that are the beneficiaries of his dedication to education.   This is why Independent Study was such a dream job to him.   It is where he finally found his niche in life and the culmination of his talents, abilities and passion.   He could use HIS education to help others get THEIRS.   It was a perfect fit.

Yet with all of his many professional accomplishments and awards, with all the marvelous trips and tours, with all his wonderful experiences, his family was his greatest passion and in his mind, his highest and most noble achievement.   56 directs descendants, and each of us thought we were his very favorite.   He loved to spend time with his family.   Many have been on motorcycle trips, jeep trips, 4-wheeling trips and hikes with him.   Many others have helped write and edit his books.  Yet others have participated in his favorite dialogue.   “Guess what?   What Granddad”   “I love you, that’s what”.   And each of us has had many opportunities to just sit and talk with him, to sit at his knee and learn from a master teacher.   And there are literally hundreds of individuals that Dad ‘adopted’ into his family.   If you walked in his home, you were treated as family and expected to act like it.   You were welcome to anything in the fridge or pantry, but you were also expected to wipe the counter and sweep the floor.   He fed thousands as part of pancake Sunday (but you had better stay out of the kitchen).

He passed away quietly and peacefully on March 10, 2008 of complications due to Thyroid cancer surrounded by his wife and all nine of his children.   He is survived by his wife, Linda: his children Jodi, David Joseph, Roger Dwight, Richard Asa, Ryan Quin, Juli, Reed Arthur, Robert Dru, DuVall J and their respective spouses: His dear and beloved step-father and step-mother Presley and Evelyn DuVall: 36 grandchildren and 2 great-grandchildren.   He is pre-deceased by his father Asa, mother Marie and one grandchild Emma.

Dad was teaching, always teaching.   It could be well said of him that his life reflected his words.   They were never at odds.   His life was his greatest teaching tool, and he used it to great effect.   Way to go out at the top of your game Dad.   Well done, thou good and faithful servant.