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| Ancestor's Histories | A Short Life History | |
Peggy, Lucy, Abigail and Sarah
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Schools attended: Pacheco, Chihuahua, Mexico grades 1-8; High School in Blanding, San Juan, Utah for 2 years, 1913-15; went to U.S.A.C. at Logan, Cache, Utah for 1 year 1916-17. The 1st World War gave me a desire to study nursing. The church relief Society was giving a course in practical nursing in Salt Lake City, Utah, supervised by the L.D.S. Hospital. The Blanding Relief Society loaned me the tuition money so I studied nursing thru the year 1918, graduated in May 1919. I went to Fruita, Mesa, Colorado where I nursed for Drs. Porter and White for four months, then did private nursing until the spring of 1920. I then returned to Blanding and practiced nursing for Dr. Sherman in a private hospital. Places of Residence: I was born in Cave Valley, Chihuahua, Mexico. We moved to Pacheco in 1897 and resided there until May of 1912 when Pancho Villa drove all the white settlers out. We lived at Pima, Arizona until September when the United States Government gave free transportation to Mexico residents to a destination where we could find employment. Our family went to Salt Lake City, Utah where my father's brother Eugene lived. Father got work with the Hancock Bros. taking care of their horses. They ran a wholesale fruit business and used horses for delivery. My oldest sister, Sarah and I worked for McDonald Candy Co. where we dipped chocolates. We came down with the measles that winter and had a real serious time. When I was a child of nine or ten I was very ill. I told my father to ask some other elder to help him administer to me and I would be well. He did and I was healed immediately. Father lost his team of horses and after running for them for two weeks, he called his family together and prayed for help. He had a sort of vision, could see where the horses were so he went to that place east of Pacheco, about six miles away, and found them. The mare had claw marks the full length of her back showing where a mountain lion had dropped from a tree or jumped onto her back. Probably the mare plunged so suddenly she dislodged the lion, but both horses were so frightened they left the ususal grazing grounds north of town. After father found them, Brother Porter remembered seeing two horses racing past his place about two weeks earlier. Our prayers were answered many times. Sarah married Chester A. Black and we moved to Blanding, San Juan, Utah. The next summer I worked in Monticello where I first saw my future husband. We were married 11 Apr 1921 and lived on the homestead, dry farm, for two years. Ran's father needed help so in April of 1923, with our dear ten month old baby, Philip, we drove a wagon containing our few possessions, drawn by two horses, to a farm nine miles out of Grand Junction, Colorado. It took one week t make the journey. The next thirteen years were not very prosperous financially, but we had six more lovely children. In October 1935 we moved to Ignacio, Colorado; in 1937 to Tiffany to a house too small for us; in the spring of 1938 we moved to Mancos, Montezuma County Colorado. The beginning of WWII saw our family scatter. Ran went to welding school in Pueblo, Colorado; then he went to Portland, Oregon where he started working at the Swan Island shipyard. Philip was in school at Fort Lewis College; Celia was attending Success Business College in Denver; Then Philip joined the Navy. Hal joined his Father in Portland in Dec. 1942. Celia left Denver in Mar 1943 going to Portland where she obtained work as a welder at Swan Island Shipyard. In May the four younger children and I joined Ran at the War city of Vanport. We lived there until September then we moved to Estacada where the children went to school and graduated from high school. The fact that I understand something of nursing has been a constant help thru the years in raising our family and helping many other people . It has saved us thousands of dollars in hospital and doctor bills. A lullaby learned from her father, Abigail sang to her children which was much loved and passed on to our generation:
Buttercup Meadow
Way down in the buttercup meadow,
I saw a lost sheep one day,
And close by her side in the clover,
A dear little lamb was at play.
Does the sheep mama love her bright lambkin,
Just as you love me, say mama say?
Does the sheep mama love her bright lambkin,
Just as you love me, say mama say?
In the orchard up in the old pear tree,
There are five little birds in a nest,
Willie says they belong to the robin
Who wears a red bib on her breast.
In all this great world of birdies,
Does she love her own birdies the best?
In all this great world of birdies,
Does she love her own birdies the best?
Last night as I looked out my window,
Just before I repeated my prayer,
The moon with her star close beside her
Was sailing way up in the air.
Did God make the little star baby because
The moon was so lonely up there?
Did God make the little star baby because
The moon was so lonely up there?
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