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Monday, November 14, 2011

Calendar Items from AnnMarie


AnnMarie wrote: Kim, I'm including you on this in case any of your kids need to see concerts.
 
I just found out the musical that Kyle and Alyssa are in is starting this Wednesday - Saturday at 7:30.  I don't know the cost.  There is a matinee on Monday the 21st at 2:30.  It is Thoroughly Modern Millie.  At Timpview High School.
 
The Pearl Harbor farewell concert for Kyle and Megan is 6:00 p.m. on Tuesday, November 22.
 
Alyssa is singing at UVU in the Forgotten Carols again this year.  Kyle cannot because he will be in Hawaii for the rehersals.  That is Dec. 1 at 7:30.  I'll look up ticket prices soon and get back to you.
 
Megan's orchestra concert will be Dec. 6 at 7:30.
 
Alyssa and Kyle's choir concert will be Dec 8 at 7:30.  They sing in SLC at Temple Square on the 17th in the evening, they do this every year, but it is really cold. 
 
Kyle's band concert will be Dec 13 at 7:30.
 
Matthew's choir concert will be Dec 14 at 6:00, at Wasatch Elementary
 
The piano recital is next week on Monday night.  It is not a big one, so I will tell you when the Spring show is.
I don't know when the voice recital for Kyle and Alyssa is.  I'll let you know.
Kyle's Eagle Court of Honor will be in January (I hope).  We have been waiting for another boy to submit his papers.
 
I think that is it for the big things.

Myrna wrote: Just going through all of this calendar, I discovered that we missed the farewell concert. DRATS! Why was that?

AnnMarie wrote: Did you see the video on KSL about Pearl Harbor?  They have pictures on the left side from the concert.  Also, they told Brandon that they would play a larger segment of the band on Dec. 7--Pearl Harbor Day.

Myrna wrote: Yes, I did and we did watch that but I am still put out with myself. I guess I am like a little girl and need daily reminders. Are they performing again when they get back?

AnnMarie wrote: At the Capitol on the 7th.

Myrna: We will be there with bells on. Do you know what time?


Russ Bender Wrote


Thanks for the update on Todd; it is interesting to learn how his body and senses are responding.
     
Also, we were not really needed at the Temple as substitutes.  First, your Sister coordinator called Colleen and told her that she would not be needed Saturday.  Then I called Bro. Maxwell, and he said if the weather is too bad Saturday morning to not worry about driving to Manti.  He said he had all the parts covered; but, if the weather was OK, he could probably use me in the baptistry.  Well, as you know, it was snowing pretty hard that morning, and especially it looked like heavy snow up the canyon.  So, we felt it was prudent to not try to drive up the canyon.
 
     Love, Russ and Colleen

Myrna wrote: Thanks. They told us that you were willing but not really needed. We certainly made up for that slow day on 11/11/11!!!!

Howard Program/Musical Schedule


I just found out the musical that Kyle and Alyssa are in is starting this Wednesday - Saturday at 7:30.  I don't know the cost.  There is a matinee on Monday the 21st at 2:30.  It is Thoroughly Modern Millie.  At Timpview High School.

The Pearl Harbor farewell concert for Kyle and Megan is 6:00 p.m. on Tuesday, November 22.

Alyssa is singing at UVU in the Forgotten Carols again this year.  Kyle cannot because he will be in Hawaii for the rehersals.  That is Dec. 1 at 7:30.  I'll look up ticket prices soon and get back to you.

Megan's orchestra concert will be Dec. 6 at 7:30.

Alyssa and Kyle's choir concert will be Dec 8 at 7:30.  They sing in SLC at Temple Square on the 17th in the evening, they do this every year, but it is really cold.

Kyle's band concert will be Dec 13 at 7:30.

Matthew's choir concert will be Dec 14 at 6:00, at Wasatch Elementary

The piano recital is next week on Monday night.  It is not a big one, so I will tell you when the Spring show is.
I don't know when the voice recital for Kyle and Alyssa is.  I'll let you know.
Kyle's Eagle Court of Honor will be in January (I hope).  We have been waiting for another boy to submit his papers.

I think that is it for the big things.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Costco Auto Program


Kirsten wrote: Have you seen this?  We've had friends actually buy through Costco and get a screaming deal!  When we were looking at new for a minivan, Costco was the best priced at the time.

Kirsten

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(Todd) http://mystrokediary.wordpress.com/‏

Myrna wrote: I don't know how many of you are going to the above site. I have found it very helpful to know how your brother and our son is doing day by day. This will be my only post about this. You may visit the site to keep up. Love you all, M The Warning Signs by Todd Trauntvein I had a TIA stoke I dismissed. I was sitting at my home computer reading email. My vision flipped to double vision, over-under. It was for a brief moment. I shrugged it off as being tired. Hindsight being 20/20, I should have gone to the hospital then. A quick vascular MRI and they would have seen the clot. Of course, I didn’t go. I’m not stupid, just hard to convince. Roll to that morning of the stroke at work, I shrugged off some disorientation as being low blood sugar. At 45, a stroke was the last thing on my mind. But, when I was sitting on the ground in the hallway and I had no use of my left side, then I knew what was happening. November 2, 2011 by Todd Trauntvein It has been a good day today. I came home from the hospital yesterday. On the way home, we stopped at the grocery store to buy protein enriched foods. We were told by a number of people that my body needs that for my brain and for my muscles. I walked around in the store with my wife and although I have been in that store a number of times, today seemed like the first time for me. I couldn’t remember where anything was in the store. Amy passed it off as being a result of the store redesign/remodel that was completed a few months ago. Perhaps. We walked around for a while, filled prescriptions and then left for home. By the time we got home, I was pretty tuckered out. I spent the rest of the morn day in the house. We watched alive as a family. My left side is feeling pretty heavy. The worst part of all this is that my descending colon is on the left side. I can’t always tell when it is time to go to the bathroom so I have out myself on a schedule where I try to go every few hours. The last thing I want on top of all of this is hemorrhoids from pushing to hard. When I went to bed, it was time. On the 2nd, I was counting the moments for my children to come home from school. The temperature outside was reasonably warm. During the day, I played around with some work stuff, pretended to do some cleaning and took a couple of long naps. I find that tiredness just hits me out of the blue. When it is time to rest, it is time to rest. It is like hitting a wall, I’m fine one moment and then sleepy the next moment. So, when it is time to sleep, I do. I feel bad about leaving Amy here, but I guess, if I hadn’t had the stroke, I would have been at work and she would have filled in her time somehow. When he kids got home from school, I asked them who wanted to take their Dad for a walk. They all wanted to. So, of f we went. Where I live, there is a circle in the neighborhood. If we walk all the way around the circle, it is about 3/4th of a mile. We did that circle and we stopped at the park on the way home. We must have been gone too long, because Amy called. I didn’t know though because my phone was on vibrate and in my jacket pocket. That has been one real worry we both are having to adjust to and that is, “Will there be another stroke?” I don’t know what it will take to move past that. November 3, 2011 by Todd Trauntvein Night sweats. I’m tired of the night sweats already. I start the night out in my bed. Half way through the night, I am so sweaty that I have to get up, change my clothes, peel the covers back from my half of the bed and move to my makeshift bed on the floor for the remainder of the night. I’m thankful for the event because that means my body is mending but it makes it hard to get a good night’s sleep. The other part is that Amy is always waking up every time I roll over. She asks if I am needing anything. I know I did that with her after each of our children, but I’m not used to it for me. I went with Amy to take Hailey to school. On the way he, it was like someone flipped a light switch on. Some of my vision came back. By the end of the day, it faded away again, but it was good for a while. I’m missing my upper left quadrant on both sides. That is what I miss the most. On the day of the stroke, I could see faces, but I. Couldn’t recognize people. They looked normal, but I couldn’t make out defining features. Toward the end of the day, that was already getting better. Not sure what caused that. MY arm I feeling heavy. My Legos moving well and I can do the grapevine without issue. I haven’t tried running yet. I don’t know when I will. November 4, 2011 by Todd Trauntvein I’ve been feeling pretty crummy today. My big sister had a stroke much like mine 3 years ago. I didn’t follow up with her very well. However, she has been my mentor already as I progress through mine. I had no idea at the time that her results from the stroke were very similar to mine. Part of that comes from living a few hundred miles from each other. Part of it comes out of sheer misunderstanding. Sorry sis. I slept pretty well last night except for the sweats again. Amy wanted to go to Target to check out the Halloween clearance. I told her I would go with. I would get some exercise and she wouldn’t have to worry about me being home alone. Two hours later, I decided that was a mistake. I was so tired. At home, I came up to take a nap. The kids were home from school and fighting over a wii game. Needless to say, I just sat in the recliner in my bedroom. After some time I stood up a little too fast I think. I got light headed and the double vision came back for just a brief moment. It scared me. I called Amy, she was at the pharmacy. we decided that it was because of me being tired and standing up too fast. I’m on medication, and just had an MRI two days ago where the doctors didn’t see anything except my original clot. I hope we didn’t make a mistake on that one. I don’t think we did. Tonight, I went to the high school to see my kids perform in the varsity show with the Big Red Band. It was wonderful to be there. Amy drove (normally, that would have been my task). There was a slight uphill slope into the theater that I never noticed before. I had to reach to Amy’s arm for stability going up that. after we got home, I watched alive with the kids. We just go them off to bed. My left arm is really heavy today. I’m able to move it fine. I have a little heartburn from dinner so I’ll take some tums before going to bed. Tomorrow is Saturday. I’d like to be able to go for a ride on my motorbike. That will have to wait. I hope it rains so I won’t feel bad about it. November 5, 2011 by Todd Trauntvein Stupid night sweats again, I made it all of two hours before I had to get up and change my clothes then move to my bed on the floor. For some reason, I don’t sweat as much down there. I need to try and figure that out. When I woke this morning, my vision seemed almost perfect. But, by the time I got out of the shower an hour later, it was back to the same as the day before. Last night, I couldn’t remember taking my Crestor, so we had to dump the pills out and count them. Today, I am going to start marking the calendar. I guess this is where a weekly pill box would come in handy. If I set it up with my aspirin and my Crestor at the same time, then I would always know when I have taken them, or not. I could also put my multi-vitamin in there. I am planning to go shopping with Amy again this afternoon to get out of the house and to get some exercise. I’ll be wearing my tennis shoes though and not my boots. Too bad too, because I love my boots. My stomach is one lqrge bruise. In the hospital, I was rerceiving heparin shots every 8 hours in my stomach. Both sides of my belly look like a pincushion with little and big bruises. Yesterday, I was sitting at the dinner table. I pushed my chair back to stand up and apparently didn’t push far enough. I tried to stand and couldn’t figure out why I was failing until I looked down and noticed I had pinned my left leg in. I couldn’t feel it. Today, there is a bruise there as well. Hmm. November 6, 2011 by Todd Trauntvein My left arm feels like a lead pole. It is heavy. Remarkable to me is the fact that I can actually move it. It seems to respond fairly well. I am looking forward to physical therapy tomorrow. I went to church this morning. It was good to see all the members of my ward. There seemed to be some extra people there today, and that was all good. By the time noon came around, I was ready to come home and take a nap. I saw a lot of good people there. I tried fasting today, that might have been a mistake at this stage in the game. I think I probably should have waited a little for that. Amy made spaghetti for lunch/dinner. I had a white shirt on and decided that changing before eating might be a good thing. I didn’t spill, but if I had been wearing that shirt… . I went shopping with Amy yesterday. We were in Bath and Bodyworks. There were a lot of people in there and that associated with the smells and the cramped quarters made me have to leave the store. I went out and found a chair to sit in. I hadn’t been sitting long, when I saw some elderly people walking my way, more people than there were open chairs. Normally, I would have stood up, even if the chair was never used. However, this time I closed my eyes and stayed seated. I don’t know if that was wrong or right, but at that time I was thinking, “i’ve earned the right to sit down today.” I don’t know. Maybe not. I realized today though that with my vision, things are closer than they appear. I would not be a good judge of distance right now. I have some difficulty judging half a block and a block. It seems the same to me. I guess that too will come back. Patience is definitely a virtue, but not necessarily a character-trait of mine. November 7, 2011 by Todd Trauntvein I finally got some good sleep last night. I used a series of micro fleece blankets to get past the sweating. Slept the whole night. That said, today has been a kinda crummy day. I had some double vision at the start of it. We called the neurologist and he didn’t seem too worried about it. I’m medicated and there was no sign of a clot last Tuesday. My left side has been vibrating all day. It feels like I have been sitting in one of those electric vibrating chairs set on high. It has actually made me a little nauseous and my head has been vibrating as well. I went to my first physical therapy session. My therapist did her internship in a stroke hospital in Kentucky, so I am looking forward to working with her. My blood pressure used to always be below 120/80 and now it is running 140/80. I think it is the trauma to my body that is causing that. I would like to get that back down. She said it will over time but that it isn’t high enough to be alarming at this point. I worked the whole day from home today. Tomorrow, I have my doctor appointment in the morning and then four hours in the office. This will be my first time back I’m the office since I was carried out. I’m happy I work in a locked down area so the number of visitors will be limited. I sure hope I sleep as well tonight as I did last night. November 8, 2011 by Todd Trauntvein Yesterday was my first day back in the office since the stroke. I was one there for about four hours. In the the first part of the day, I went to my primary doctor and listened to him chew me out for not monitoring my cholesterol for not taking baby aspirin once a day. Being in the office was extremely difficult but I didn’t realize until yesterday how stimulating it was to work in the office. There are a lot of people and conversations all day long. We are getting ready for an open house of the me command center and a lot of Internet changes going in before our annual freeze. by the time the day was over, I was pretty tired. I went to bed at 10:30 pm which is early by my standards and I slept most of the night. There was one time I woke up and I must have been sleeping on my right arm. It was numb and tingling and I panicked just a little bit. When the feeling came back, I realized what had happened. November 10, 2011 by Todd Trauntvein Yesterday was a very long day. We had an open house at work for our new space, so I went in at 9am. Then, after all that commotion, I got in an hour nap at the nurse's station and then left with my team to go to Nationwide arena for the Blue Jackets game. It was a long day. I was dropped off at home at 10:30pm and I fell asleep almost immediately when I hit the bed. I woke up in the night with a sore throat. I couldn't figure that out, so I went in the bathroom. On my way in, I had a sour burp and realized I had heart burn. Well, I can't feel my stomach, so who knew? I took a couple of antacids and a large cup of water then preceded to make myself burp for the next 3 minutes until I was satisfied that I had moved past the heart burn and then went back to bed. I was reading yesterday that I could probably help the night Swartz by taking an aspirin before bed, or an Advil. I took a baby aspirin and that seemed to help. I'll probably try it again to tonight. © 2013 MicrosoftTermsPrivacyDevelopersEnglish (United States)

From Benders

Thanks for the update on Todd; it is interesting to learn how his body and senses are responding. Also, we were not really needed at the Temple as substitutes. First, your Sister coordinator called Colleen and told her that she would not be needed Saturday. Then I called Bro. Maxwell, and he said if the weather is too bad Saturday morning to not worry about driving to Manti. He said he had all the parts covered; but, if the weather was OK, he could probably use me in the baptistry. Well, as you know, it was snowing pretty hard that morning, and especially it looked like heavy snow up the canyon. So, we felt it was prudent to not try to drive up the canyon. Love, Russ and Colleen

Friday, November 11, 2011

Manti Temple Needle-Point Chairs


here's my story :-) Luv, Merilyn Jorgensen


Our Manti Temple was closed 1981-1985 for extensive renovations. 

Somewhere in the late spring, 1984, the sisters in our stake were asked by the stake Relief Society presidency to volunteer for a special project for the year—to make needle-point covers for chairs and the altar for one of the large temple sealing rooms.  (It is now called, appropriately, the ‘Needle-point Room’.) The temple was scheduled to open the fall of the next year. I vividly remember thinking how much I would like to do that, but I’d never done any needle-point, and felt I didn’t have time, and shouldn’t experiment on something so detailed. 
During that summer, the needle work seemed to go quite slowly, and periodically there was a plea for more help.  By August, I had had so many feelings pushing me—I felt like my Grammy Carlson (who had worked at the temple for many years) was telling me I should do it, and that I could do it.  I was Manti First Ward Relief Society president, I worked full-time, had children who needed attention, a missionary out in the field, and I felt my proverbial plate was full.  But, finally I said I’d like to do a piece.  I hadn’t had the course of instruction given at the beginning, and had not done the little practice piece that others had, but I felt I just needed to hurry because I was behind.  The work needed to be finished by May of 1985.So, with minimal instruction, I began, doing a little bit at a time, then would put it off until ‘this’ or ‘that’ got done.  In October we were told our project needed to be completed by April.  I began working more feverishly—such as when we went up to Cook’s cabin with family that month. I worked almost the entire week we were gone. 

In November the deadline was moved up to February, and I began to panic.  I counted the number of ‘squares’ or ‘diamond’ areas that needed to be finished, and calculated how long it took for me to complete one area.  When I multiplied the hours required, I was dismayed.  It was now holiday season, we had family stuff to do, church programs and Relief Society welfare responsibilities, work quotas, etc. etc.  There were not enough hours!!  I decided to just do the best I could, thinking someone else may have to finish it. (There were some women dropping out quite regularly, and a diligent handful of sisters were doing needle-point many hours every day to pick up the slack—and I surely did not have ‘many hours’ in any given day to devote to that project!)

The first part of December our deadline again moved—to January!!!  Unbelievable!  All I could do was pray—mightily—for help to do as much as I could.  Things seemed to go pretty smoothly—meaning that I didn’t have to unpick a lot—but still, the hours didn’t add up so that I should be able to finish my piece.  I worked every possible minute, but ‘possible’ minutes were in very short supply.Miracles happen.  I finished, and handed in my piece the very day they were due.  Logic is not applicable here.  There absolutely was not enough time—I even kept track of the time I put in, and it did not add up even close to what I had calculated was needed.

It was absolutely marvelous to be part of such a sacred calling, and then to have the privilege of a personal ‘tour’ of the temple, before the open-house, with sister Florence Jacobsen.  She told us so many marvelous stories about so many of the artifacts, the carpet in the Celestial room, etc. (She was in charge of the interior decorating, and had created the design for our needle-point project).  But that’s not the end of my story. 

I decided I wanted (needed) to make up the small sample canvas for needle-point that I had been given for practice (but hadn’t done), so that I could put it in my album with the certificate, articles, pictures, etc. that I had collected.  (Brother John Henrie Nielson, temple recorder, had taken pictures of our chairs and I persuaded him to let me have some copiesJ  That was also a miracle).  So, this is the ‘rest of the story’.  I began working on my little ‘sample’.  It should have taken minimal time—I knew what I was doing by this time.  However, it was awful!  I unpicked, unpicked, and unpicked.  I didn’t make any where near that many mistakes on the entire chair piece!!  It took me forever to do a little 3x7 inch piece.  I decided needle-point isn’t all that easy, and I never want to do any again!


I was correct, I needed to do that sample piece—to let me know that Grammy really did want me to be part of that wonderful experience, and that she (and Heavenly Father) had indeed been helping me.  I became fully aware that my miracle was much greater than I had realized at the time. 

Howard Thomas Pitts' History


Howard Thomas Pitts was born in Myton, Utah, on September 27, 1918 to Thomas Vivian and Ruth Edwards Pitts. He was the second child in a family of what would become seven children. Bernice Ruth was just older than he (1917). Following him, in birth order, were Morgan (1920), Kenneth Vivian (1922), Vera Pearl Pitts (1923), Patricia Evelyn (1927), and Robert Leonard (1931).

Howard and Bernice grew up around the animals and farm life for the early years of their lives. The Edward’s family, Ruth’s family, owned a ranch in the Myton area and that was where Ruth grew up. After Vera was born they moved to Price. Vera died shortly after her birth, within 11 hours, and was buried in Myton. The last two children were born in Price.

The Tom Pitts family lived on the north east part of town when they first moved to Price. Later, they moved to the south west section of town, just off Carbon Avenue. They were still living there when I was born. Tom Pitts actually built the house they lived in. It was just two blocks south of where his mother lived on Carbon Avenue.

On his way home from school, which was located in the center of town, (Central School for the younger grades and Harding School for the older grades of elementary school) Howard would stop by the library and read books. (The high school was east of the town along the irrigation canal.) As a young man, his favorite hobby was reading though he also liked working on cars and any engine. In those days, there were few garages where automotive work was done. He found he had an aptitude for it and, even as a boy, could figure out why equipment wasn’t working and what could be done to repair it. People would bring their cars to him to get them repaired.

It was his job to keep the old treadle sewing machine his mother owned, which she used to make much of their clothing, in good repair. Because of that, he learned to sew and, even as an older man, still liked sewing. He took all of his flair-legged pants and cut them down to regular legs once they were no longer in fashion. He also helped Edna sew. He could take a complicated pattern and make it into a simple thing to understand and construct.

The Pitts family bought a farm in Carbonville where they worked as farmers and had cows, pigs, sheep, chickens and grew fruit on their own trees. Ruth Pitts added to the family income by selling milk, eggs, peaches, apples, garden produce and sewing aprons (which everyone wore during the late 30s and early 40s). She also made bread daily. They built a house on that farm and moved there. Howard was an adult by then but Bob, who is nine-years older than Myrna, and Myrna loved playing about that farm. By this time, Howard, who was building up a trucking and construction business, also used the farm for a shop for his trucks and, later, as an automotive repair shop.

The family had always had milk cows. Howard’s job was to milk and separate the cream from the milk. Each milking, he always had a glass or two of fresh, warm milk which he highly enjoyed.

Howard graduated from Carbon High School, where he had played football, and then moved to San Francisco, California, where he worked for his uncle as an apprentice in the plumbing business. He did not like the work at all and returned to Price where he began his own trucking business.

He met Elaine at a dance in Huntington where she was singing with a trio, After their performance, they joined in the dancing. She saw him and told her mother, who was present, that was the man she was going to marry. He saw her and told his buddy that that was the girl he was going to marry. It must have been love at first sight. Two years later, he married Elaine Smith on December 3, 1939. Incidentally, during their courtship, they sang together. Howard was a baritone and Elaine an alto.

Howard and Elaine had a rough time making a success of the trucking business but kept on working at it. Howard started to do lots of construction work to keep the roof over their heads. One time Vivian Smith (Elaine’s mother) went to one of those job sites  in Salt Lake County and found them sleeping under a dump truck. She owned a recreation trailer which they promptly “bought.”

Howard enlisted the help of his father, Tom, to drive truck back and forth to Vernal hauling coal. They made quite a bit of money doing this but they had to load the coal by shovel, human-manned.

Prior to Myrna’s birth, December 24, 1940, they moved into a house just below the irrigation canal in northeast Price. They were living there when Howard became very ill with pneumonia and was moved to his parent’s house and into his parent’s care. Mom stayed at the little apartment. When it was time for Myrna to be born, she called Morgan who drove Elaine and unborn Myrna to the Price Hospital a few blocks away. They went in style in one of Howard’s dump trucks.

Elaine died November 24, 1940 as the result of an automobile accident. They were at the Pitts’ home in west Price and, with friend Ferron Gardner at the wheel, were just pulling onto Carbon Avenue when they were T-boned by a speeding northbound car. Howard and Ferron had spent the day working on the car, had it running well and decided to take their wives to a movie using that car. Myrna was left with the grandparents so that Howard and Elaine could have an evening out. Elaine was pinned under the car and Howard and Ferron were thrown clear and suffered “road rash” only. Howard pried the car off of Elaine using a light post that had been standing at the corner.

Her death occurred just a few days before Pearl Harbor. Howard, was torn between providing for his daughter and, as a healthy male, serving his country. He finally left his daughter in the care of his mother-in-law and enlisted. He was trained first in California and, for a time, in Newport, Rhode Island. He served in the Pacific Islands as a Seabee in the Navy during World War II. One of his duties, was to help construct the airstrip on Tinian that was later used for the landing and take-off of the Enola Gay which dropped the atomic bomb on Japan.

He married Edna Pilling on March 4, 1946. The Pitts and Pilling families had been friends for many years. Both were dairy farmers, among other things. Great-Grandpa Pitts was less of a dairy farmer than the Pilling family, who ran the Cloverleaf Dairy, just outside Price. At any rate, Howard had known Edna for many, many years.

Howard and Edna became the parents of three daughters: Charlotte (Wallace) Kilfoyle, Boise, Idaho; Laurel (Thomas) Marinos, Cydney (Michael) Anderson, both of Price. Myrna, his daughter by his wife, Elaine, married Leonard Trauntvein, lives in Nephi, and has eight children.

He and Lieb Miller opened a shop on Carbon Avenue. Later, his brother Kenneth joined him in forming a construction business. During this time, along with Lieb Miller, they built the two large water tanks still in use in Price. They built bridges in Utah and Idaho and completed many other construction projects. He also hauled coal for many businesses in the county.

In 1953, he and Kenneth also began another business, Pitts Brother's Wrecking and Auto. He operated this business, even after his brother's death, until he was 75 and then retired.

At first, he and Edna rented apartments and homes. They then bought an older home on 100 East. Howard began a construction project on the home that took several years. First on the agenda was to build new kitchen cupboards and update the space to accommodate modern appliances. The then living room was remodeled. Two small spaces, one a bedroom and the other the existing living room, were combined by removing a wall. Built-in bookcases were built along the north wall. Two upstairs bedrooms were made in the unused attic. The attic had to be enlarged and dormer windows added to make it a usable space. Howard then tackled the basement. There wasn’t one under much of the house--just a small space for a washer. He added a furnace, connections for a washer and dryer and dug the entire space out under the home to make a basement. He added a master bath and then put shingles on the outside of the house. He also built a huge shed for woodwork and automotive work. Added a carport and a storage area attached to the rear of the house.

He was an avid fisherman and enjoyed boating and camping. He enjoyed hunting. He always loved photography and had many cameras over the years. He kept track of each photo by mounting them in scrap books. He was good at gardening. He and Edna always had a well-kept yard. After her death, he won the monthly best-kept yard in Price award two times, once in 2004 and 2005.

He and Edna had a home where many friends loved to gather. She was an excellent cook and they were both storytellers who could recount the past with humor and enthusiasm. Edna died March 14, 1997 after 50 years of marriage. They were headed back from a visit with his brother, Morgan, in Arizona when she suffered an aneurysm. In the hospital, in Salt Lake, where she was lifefighted, she told the doctor prior to surgery: “If you are not successful in saving my life, I want my money back.”

He was a hard worker, successful businessman, loving husband, father, grandfather and a well-loved neighbor and friend. He will be missed by his family and his many friends.

Howard had 14 grandchildren, Shawn (Kimberly) Trauntvein, Layton; Melanie (Howard) Bolton, Milford, Mass.; Todd (Amy) Trauntvein, Johnstown, Ohio; Eric (Amy) Trauntvein Payson; AnnMarie (Brandon) Howard, Provo; Julie (James) Jones, Nephi; Kirsten (Jared) Waite, Colorado Springs, Colorado; David (Arbree) Trauntvein, St. George; Brenda (Nathaniel) Golden, Boise, Idaho; Bridget Campbell, Boise, Idaho; Ursula (Cris) Pereira, West Jordan; Gust T. Marinos, Price; David M. Anderson, Las Vegas, Nevada; Terri Pierce, Price.

Howard Thomas Pitts, 86, passed away peacefully at his home in Price on Sunday morning, September 18, 2005, of pneumonia a sudden illness. He was buried in Price with full military honors.

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Gordon Smith wrote: She still Calls Out To Me ! Once the video starts right click on it click on full screen. Sit Back And See A Little Part Of Heaven, http://vimeo.com/30581015 Myrna wrote: Is that where you served your mission? Gordon wrote: I didn’t go on a mission. I was married at nineteen years of age. I figured that was a good mission. She is worth it! Myrna wrote: Both of you are worth it!!!!! Making an eternal marriage is a mission of the best kind.

Brandon Howard's Grandmother Worwood


Myrle Worwood

1926 ~ 2011

Myrle Juanita Walker Worwood, 85, passed away October 29, 2011 in Levan, Utah of natural causes.

She was born to Charles Laroy and Juanita Fox Walker on May 1, 1926 in Lehi, Utah. She married Edward William Worwood on December 6, 1946 in the Salt Lake LDS Temple. Myrle and Ed have five children: Scott (Cynthia), Spanish Fork, UT; Tammy (Randy) Howard, St. George, UT; Martin (Becky), South Jordan, Utah; Tony (Jeannie), Nephi, UT and Skip (Danise), Nephi, UT.

She was an active member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints and served in many callings. She was a gracious lady owning and operating a charm school in Nephi teaching etiquette, self-improvement, make-up technique and poise. She worked at NRP Rubber Plant for many years. She had a wonderful sense of humor and will be greatly missed by all of her family and friends.

She is survived by her sister Yvonna Wankier, her children, 34 grandchildren, 68 great grandchildren and 2 great-great grandchildren. Preceded in death by her loving husband Ed, 3 brothers Ralph, Russell and Steve, daughter-in-law Karlene, and her parents.

Funeral services will be held at 11am on Friday, November 4, 2011, at the Nephi 1st Ward Church located on the corner of 100 East 200 South, Nephi, UT with a viewing at the church one hour prior to the service. A viewing will also be held on Thursday evening from 6pm - 8pm, November 3, 2011 at the Anderson Funeral Home, Nephi, UT. Interment will be in the Nephi Vine Bluff Cemetery.

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