About Aprons

Melanie wrote: 

Kimberly, Mom used to wear an apron every Sunday as she made our dinner. I used to get her aprons out and use them as "dress-up." Probably  because of these fond memories, I have many aprons and have made several over the years. I don't use them to carry firewood, or dry tears, but I do use them, especially on Sundays and while I make crafts and things. 

Thanks for sparking the memory light!
Melanie

After Apple-Picking

My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree
Toward heaven still,
And there's a barrel that I didn't fill
Beside it, and there may be two or three
Apples I didn't pick upon some bough.
But I am done with apple-picking now.
Essence of winter sleep is on the night,
The scent of apples: I am drowsing off.
I cannot rub the strangeness from my sight
I got from looking through a pane of glass
I skimmed this morning from the drinking trough
And held against the world of hoary grass.
It melted, and I let it fall and break.
But I was well

Upon my way to sleep before it fell,
And I could tell
What form my dreaming was about to take.
Magnified apples appear and disappear,
Stem end and blossom end,
And every fleck of russet showing dear.
My instep arch not only keeps the ache,
It keeps the pressure of a ladder-round.
I feel the ladder sway as the boughs bend.
And I keep hearing from the cellar bin
The rumbling sound
Of load on load of apples coming in.
For I have had too much

Of apple-picking: I am overtired
Of the great harvest I myself desired.
There were ten thousand thousand fruit to touch,
Cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall.
For all
That struck the earth,
No matter if not bruised or spiked with stubble,
Went surely to the cider-apple heap
As of no worth.
One can see what will trouble
This sleep of mine, whatever sleep it is.
Were he not gone,
The woodchuck could say whether it's like his
Long sleep, as I describe its coming on,
Or just some human sleep.

- Robert Frost

Personally, I feel just like Robert. I have picked one too many apples this year. Next year the apples will not be so abundant because LHT and I had to drastically trim the trees. We had a huge wind one night. I woke up and told LHT that I'd bet the apples were all on the ground. He wouldn't take the bet because he agreed. However, what really happened was that the apples stayed on the trees but the weight of apples and the power of wind broke the branches so they had to be cut.

At any rate, Julie and I have been bottling and are sick of apples. AnnMarie has some apples to eat, so do surrounding neighbors.

Wattis

Julie tells me that she didn't know that I had ever lived in Wattis. In the above photo, I am shown with my Great-Grandmother Mina Pritchett in Wattis.

After my mom died, I went to stay with Grandma Smith. She was the principal of the Wattis school. She had left the Emery County School District because the Carbon County School District was paying better and, also I think, because she was pretty much on her own after Grandpa Smith had died and the girls were away from home. Aunt Renee had been working in Salt Lake City, as I understand. Then she and Uncle Max married and she was in Price. 

Great-Grandma Pritchett came to Wattis to help care for me. 

She fell down the inside steps at the school (it had two levels) and broke her hip. I vividly remember being told to sit still at her side. I still remember that the stairway was painted dark gray on the bottom and light gray on the top and that there was an arrow pointing to the restrooms which were down the stairs. (We had our own little apartment, since the position was a live-in one.) I remember sitting on the steps and patting Great-Grandma Pritchett's hand while Grandma Smith went to get the doctor. Great-grandma was very brave. She must have been in a lot of pain but she just moaned a little from time to time. Then I would pat her hand and she would tell me that everything would be fine and just to sit still on the step and wait. The doctor came and so did some other men. They loaded her onto a stretcher and took her to the hospital. She ended up in Salt Lake with Aunt Jessie and her husband while she healed. Uncle Frank had a pharmacy in Salt Lake which he and Aunt Menetta ran so he was also close by. Great-grandma had a very serious break and it never did really heal well. She did come back to help with me after the hip was somewhat better. By then, we had all moved to Price. I called her Grandma With the Cane. It was OK. It was after she broke her leg that we moved, Grandma and I, into Uncle Max and Aunt Renee's apartment in Price. Then Aunt Renee could watch me while Grandma taught school. 

Later Great-Grandma came back to Price and we moved into a small house. While we lived there, she sent me out to catch birds. She gave me a salt shaker and told me that if I could sprinkle the salt on the bird's tails, I could catch them. I sneaked around for many hours but I never could get close enough to catch one. When Grandma Smith came home, she was a bit peeved with Great-grandma. She said, "Myrna, if you can get close enough to a bird to catch it, you don't need to sprinkle salt on its tail." Great-Grandma just laughed and laughed. 

Incidentally, when I was a teen, I told Grandma Smith and Aunt Renee that I remembered Great-grandma falling downstairs. When I described the paint and the patting, they were amazed. I had never been back there and I could describe the school right down to the arrow on the wall. I told them that I also remembered being on a bed with a yellow bedspread in the school. I had been taking a nap and woke up. I remember Aunt Renee coming to get me as you do when I child wakes up from a nap. Garth is three years younger than I am and so he wasn't part of my life yet.

Oddly, I remember Aunt Renee coming to that little house after we had moved out of her apartment. It was wartime and treats were few and far between. She had managed to get a can of shrimp. Those were my favorite and so she brought them to me. Good and loving people were always part of my life. I am so grateful for that.

Myrna and Leonard

This was taken this summer when we visited my son, Todd, and family in Ohio.

Article from deseretnews.com: Investigators say $59 million scheme targeted Utah County‏

AnnMarie wrote:

This article has Juab County references, including former residents like Larry Bosh.

Investigators say $59 million scheme targeted Utah County

PROVO — Freeze! Nobody move (that property).

That's the order 4th District Judge Fred Howard gave last week as prosecutors pursue c…
Full Story: http://www.deseretnews.com/article/705339222/Investigators-say-59-million-scheme-targeted-Utah-County.html

Myrna wrote: Dad and I read this with great interest. Larry, as you remember, was the one who got Eric involved in the Amway scheme. 

Letter of Recommendation for Barbara Anderson

October 27, 2009

To Whom It May Concern:

I have had the pleasure of knowing Barbara Anderson for the past eleven years.

During that time I have found her to be a woman of many talents. She has worked helping manage a nursing home for the elderly, has helped employers in keeping financial records and has been a cashier in a home center.

In addition to those talents, she is a gifted artist. I so admire the work she does in portraiture.

She has moved several times during the ten years we have been acquainted. She has done so to be near her three grandchildren, daughter and son-in-law. My son, the son-in-law to Barbara, has been moving as he has developed greater skills in his field and has found, as a result, better jobs.

Barbara and I have become friends during our years of acquaintance. She is intelligent, capable and personable. I have found her to be level-headed, quick-thinking and willing to learn from others. She is a person who likes learning for learning’s sake and is always seeking knowledge.

She is good at working with others and at taking direction from those in positions of leadership over her. She demonstrates the ability to react sensibly. I highly recommend Barbara for employment with you. I know you will find her a loyal and trustworthy employee.

If you would like, I am willing to provide more information. You may contact me at one of my e-mail addresses: myrna@nephitimesnews or mandlht@msn.com. My telephone number is (435) 623-0195.

Sincerely,


Myrna Trauntvein

228 South 300 East

Nephi, Utah 84648

More Little Myrna

The first photo is Myrna at the apartment we rented with Uncle Max and Aunt Renee at the beginning of World War II when we moved from Wattis to Price. This is the place where I nearly drowned in the irrigation ditch.

The second photo is of me at the Pitts farm. The dog is their dog, my Grandpa and Grandma Pitts'.

Melanie wrote: The most frequent reaction to these photos: "Awww...she's so cute!"

Little Myrna

1. At the Pitts farm.

2. On the steps going up to the Roberts' apartment at the apartment building where we lived in a four-plex. We lived downstairs on the left, facing the building. It was located below the canal about one block. The Roberts family lived above us.

3. At the house I can't find. It was in north Price below the canal but a safe distance. Both Dad Howard and I knew where it was, and is, but it has been changed enough that we can't decide which one it is.

Toni, Look at This

Myrna wrote: Toni, what do you think? Do you think you look like your Grandma?

Photo taken January 1953.

Toni wrote: Gee.... what was the happy occasion?  LOL... they all look pretty grim!  It says 1953 so that means Grandma Jessie was 53 years old, or more likely, 52 since her B-day is in Dec. I remember her dress... and that round mirror is hanging in my dining room right now!  I ought to go put on a black dress, my red lipstick & pose by the same mirror.  If I do, I'll send it to you. 

    And HER Mom, Great grandma Pritchett was probably about 70-72 at that time.  I'm glad we look better now days.  Who is the other couple?  And thanks for sharing!

Myrna wrote: The other couple is Woodrow Selby and his wife. Woody was the son of Mina's sister. She died at an early age and the Pritchetts raised Woody from the time he was small. He always called them his parents. He lived in Idaho and was a officer of some kind with Wonderbread. When he lived with Mina and John, he went by the surname of Pritchett. When he went to college, he went back to Selby. He did have a brother who went to live with another relative. Woody was quite the basketball hero. This photo was taken after Great-grandma had a stroke. That is why she is in a robe and that is why, I am certain, he was visiting. 

The photo is of Grace and Woodrow Selby, Mina Ericksen Pritchett, and Jessie Pritchett Brighton, your grandmother. This was after Mina had a stroke. At this point, she seemed some recovered though still weak. Grandmother Vivian Smith and had spent quite of bit of time during the summer in California and stayed with Aunt Jessie and Uncle Gilbert where Great-Grandma Mina was making her home. We then went back to Utah so my grandmother could teach and I could go to school.

Toni wrote: Oh OK... the only pics I've seen of Woody is when he was quite a bit older. I thought he was a well known artist and lived in Manhattan...or something.  I think Mom called him when Grandma died and that's the last I ever heard of him.  Don't think I ever met him.

Myrna wrote: He did come to the funeral of Uncle Frank. He came, along with his brothers. My grandmother, was very sad, because she opted to stay with me because I had just given birth to my second child when Uncle Frank died. She was torn between the two. I understand now. If I knew then what I know today, I would have urged her to go to her brother's funeral. I know that she wanted to. Your grandma sent her photos and that is why I know the Selby boys were there. There are times when I still feel bad about her staying to be with me. Especially since I was so independent that I didn't let her be as much help as she wanted to be.  It is sometimes too bad that youth is wasted on the young.

Toni wrote: Well you and I must have a kid about the same age then because I remember when Uncle Frank died it was Thanksgiving Day and we were at my Mom's.  I was lying on her couch with severe cramps and bleeding from my first period after the birth of my first child, my son Rick, who was born 10-6-64.  So he must have been 5 or 6 weeks old. I must have gone to the funeral but I have no memory of that or of meeting Woody. I think most of the family (that part anyway) is buried at Valhalla Cemetery which is right next to the Hollywood-Burbank airport, which wasn't so busy in those days.  I know I went to several burials there but can't remember which was which.

I remember Uncle Frank was 55 when he died as were a couple of other men in the family and my Mom worried for years as Dad approached that age.  She was SURE he would die at 55.  I thought 'so what, that's old anyway'.......my perspective seems to have changed on that, LOL.

My daughter, Melanie, was born on November 11. So we do have two children who are close in age. In the old days, when people stayed put for a generation or so, they may have known each other. Now, we could be standing next to each other at the airport and we wouldn't know. 

Jared wrote: Didn't anyone smile back then? Jared

Lindon Nursery

Myrna wrote:

Linden Nursery
535 North State Street
Lindon, Utah 84042
Phone:(801)796-8576
Fax:(801)785-8131

Do you know this place? They have the Chinese or Mormon apricot for sale. I don't think, however, that they ship.

This was a general question for each of you. I accidentally sent it just to Kim. Have any of you, ever, heard of this place? You would think I would have noticed it because, apparently, it is quite large.


Kimberly wrote: No.

AnnMarie wrote:
Mom,
It is one of the most beloved nurseries in Utah County.  I understand they have products that are especially adept at growing in Utah's climate.
I don't know about the pricing.
AnnMarie T. Howard
Chief Deputy Juab County Attorney


Todd wrote: We used to buy things there from time to time.  They serve all price ranges, top to bottom.  If you have never been there, you have missed out on a little bit of heaven.  And, if you are in the mood, you can stop in next door for a really nice mexican dinner or across the street for pizza.


Myrna wrote: Thanks to AnnMarie and Todd, I think I will put that on my priority list to visit. They advertise a Mormon apricot, that is the one with the sweet pits that Dad and I had as kids. You can crack the shells and eat the inside of the pit just like an almond. I think I need one!!!!!!!! Love, M


Melanie wrote: Definitely get the one with the sweet Pitts!

Mel


Kirsten wrote: HAHAHA!  I agree with Melanie.  We already have enough sour Pitts and some just plain rotten!  Let's add to the sweet collection!

Kirsten

Myrna wrote: I know, I know. But any of the Pitts are better than the bitter. I remember hearing (I think it may have been Grandma Pitts [Ruth] that you had never met stubborn until you had met a Pitts. HE!


Melanie wrote: Ahah! That's where we get it?
Mel

Myrna wrote: Well, I can't be certain about that. I understood, from Grandma T, that the Trauntveins were also stubborn. I think, that at times, the Rostrons could be fairly stubborn. And when Grandma Smith told me that I was as stubborn as my Dad, Aunt Renee said: "And as stubborn as the Smiths and Pritchetts?"

Melanie Wants Photos of the Myrna and LHT

Melanie wrote: I love all the pictures. I have some of you and your family on our CDs, but I was wondering if you had more of your younger years? I have a few of the pictures of you with your Dad at the Pitts Farm, and a few of you from your childhood. Do you have some of your dance pictures, your school photos (like the one with you sitting in your gingham dress, with your hair braided on the top of your head)? I think the rest of the children would like to have these as well. You can send like you have been doing, via emai, then we can save them or print them off.

Thanks.
Mel


Myrna wrote: Over the years, I have sent most of my young photos, including the dancing ones, with other photos on those CDs that I send out. I hope you know, all of you, where they are. If not, let me know and I will find them and resend.


Myrna wrote: I will relook at my CDs. I thought I had uploaded all the CDs to my hard drive and I don't see some of them on there. I will go through the photos. I am loving all the new ones that you sent. You were so cute. I see a lot of your characteristics in some of the neices and nephews.

Mel

Myrna wrote: You are the one who was cute. Look at the next batch and you will see what I mean. Love, M

Gladys and Henry at Henry's brother's funeral. Killed in a mine.‏

Gladys and Henry Trauntvein

How to Build an Apple Press

Myrna wrote: I ordered the plans to make our apple press. The plans come with a DVD and photos. We can build our own cider or juice press. Three cheers! Well, technically, Jim and Dad can build it. I am certain that you, Julie, will be able to do some of the work. I do not dare use power tools.

I will turn the plans over to you as soon as they arrive. I am quite excited.

Toren's Arrow of Light Cub Scout Award

When:	Wednesday, October 21, 2009, 5:30PM to 6:30PM
Where:	Our Stakehouse

When: Wednesday, October 21, 2009 6:30 PM-7:30 PM (GMT-07:00) Mountain Time (US & Canada).
Where: Our Stakehouse

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Tentative date and time for Toren's bridge from Cub Scouts to Boy Scouts. Will keep you up to date. This is the current date and time. Under an hour with treats!

He had a very nice ceremony tonight.  He has one more week of Cubscouts—the Space Derby next week.

Chinese or Mormon Apricots

SWEET PIT, Chinese or Mormon - An early-bearing, heavy producing variety. Fruit is of good quality and medium size with yellow to medium orange color. Good flavor and smooth texture. Trees do well in colder climates. Good pollinizer. Ripens mid-June through mid-July. Does well in late frost areas. Skin color is orange with red blush. (Mid-late season/self-fertile.)

Myrna wrote: This is the kind I had as a child. We just ate the inside of the pits, the seeds, which tasted like almonds. We also baked with them--two crops for the price of one.


Eric wrote: Steve's parents have been tree fruit farmers since Darwin came crawling out of the primordial soup. The apricots do have to be sweet pit only, the others have high traces of cyanide good if you are a spy. The sweet pits pit taste very similar to almonds. I like them good enough to eat plain.

E.


Myrna wrote: Are these the kind his folks have--Chinese or Mormon?

Your dad, LH, also remembers eating sweet pit nuts. Do you think that, maybe, they used to be more common when folks started trees from seeds?  I don't know if they breed true or not. Actually, I have never had luck with starting apricot seeds and getting anything to grow.

Our poor apple tree (maybe a Jonathan?) may not have apples next year. It had to be severely pruned. It was so loaded with apples this year that, when that big wind came through, it broke a lot of the big branches. They had to be cut back. Poor thing looks like an amputee. It looks like the shade trees the Greeks at home liked and I didn't. I used to call them "screaming trees" with their dying fingers clumped together and pleading with the sky for help.

I guess we need to have Eric and Steve come and look and offer wisdom. How about it?


Eric wrote: I'll ask I'm sure he will he is quite fond of my parents.

E.

Photos of Leonard and Helen

Myrna wrote: 
Dear Jim and Karma: Tim (LH) said that these photos were actually taken in Michigan. He was traveling home from his mission in Denmark and stopped by to see Helen. If their mission president allowed, they could do that back then. She was studying to earn a further degree in nursing and was at Ann Arbor. This is actually not the ocean but the lake.

Love, M

Gladys and Henry in Photos From Jim and Karma Dixon

Gladys is First on Right on Fourth Row in the Ladies Local 001.

Gladys in Kenilworth as Older Lady

Gladys Rostron Trauntvein by Car.

Gladys During Wedding Summer.

Gladys' Funeral. 

These Photos Have Id Under Them.

Searching the surname Trauntvein: this I did not know

Eric wrote: I did not know this, just searching the name,"Trauntvein," I did this years ago and not much came up, now it is crazy. scroll down to Trauntveins.
http://www.lds.org/churchhistory/library/pioneercompanysearchresults/1,15792,4017-1-84,00.html

Go there and type in the Trauntvein surname and it takes you to the three names listed below. It lists the pioneer company they traveled in and their ages at the time.

E.

MORMON PIONEER OVERLAND TRAVEL


PERSON
Trauntvein, Jens Herman
Birth Date: 4 June 1828
Death Date: 17 June 1876
Isaac A. Canfield Company (1864), Age 36

PERSON
Trauntvein, Julia Marie Jensen Nielsen
Birth Date: 23 July 1835
Death Date: 16 March 1907
Isaac A. Canfield Company (1864), Age 29

PERSON
Trauntvein, Junius Herman
Birth Date: 29 May 1862
Death Date: 15 July 1921
Isaac A. Canfield Company (1864), Age 2

Myrna wrote: You didn't know that they were pioneers or you did not know about the list?


Eric wrote: I didn't know they were pioneers and I didn't know about the list.

E.

Sorina's Talk

Sorina's Primary Program Sacrament Talk

We wanted to share Sorina's talk. (We recorded her at home.) We tried to email it, but our email "freaked" out and would not send it.Enjoy.

Else and Erling

Thank you for making the effort to visit with us. It was much appreciated. It was good to see you both once again. It was also good to meet your friends.

Trauntvein said to tell you that he apologizes for not having you bear your testimony, in Danish, to our ward members in Sunday School class. He thinks that would have been great, especially since it was Fast Sunday.

We love you! M


Else wrote: You do not have to thank us for visit you, we are just sorry that it did not work out better, so we would have had more time to sit down and visit. And Trauntwein should not apologize for not having me bear my testimony in Danish, That would really have made me imbarest me. I am glad that we were at list able to say hi to you. We had a very nice tour and saw a lot of our, good friends. I was also able to go and see my old missionpres. vife, That was very nice. And all my old missionary compagnions. It was so nice. But it was hart to plan, since we are not able to drive ourselves, and we did not know if there was busses going around. I Wrote to elder brown one of the missionaries I worked with in Århus when I was on my mission, but he was also back with his wife on a mission, and had just come home from a mission in China. I wrote and asked if he could tell us if there were busses to st. George, and he wrote back, that it was so lucky that he and his wife were going to Ceder City, and on Saturday he was going to be in triathlon in St George, so we arrange it so Linda and her husband picked us up in Ceder City and delivered us there Monday morning, Then sis and ældste  Petersen said they would take us down san Pete County, but we really did not know when, and we had a hard time getting in contact with them. We were also going to se a Danish couple in Gunnison, that we did not get to see, because they were in Salt Lake, when we were down there. But Strates were happy, because it gave some more time with them. I did not know you were working 2 days at the temple, if we hat just known that, we could have met you there. But that is life. You will have to come and visit here. Then you can also get to see sis Jensen. She is real happy to here from you, and we are also mailing to each other after we   found out that we both know you.

Love Else and Erling

This is what happens....

Oh, that I should flirt with the devil and then offer up my grievances toward heaven. Such human pride stays the hand of my deliverance and even as I walk naked before God, I will not suffer that he should know my heart. Is it not selfish of me to partake in the love of God, but lust so heavily for that of man? I find my actions to be intolerable in the highest degree and my worth less than that of a particle of dust which itself, in the hands of The Master, could do more to save mankind that I. To be as malleable in his hands as nature would require the forfeit of myself. I would consider it a love of myself. Which is not love by a love of the mans love, which is also not. For if I truly loved myself and the world. I would gladly do the will of God, who has greater love for one than I have for all.