After Kids Moved Out
Budd and I had a wonderful time. We went to Hawaii three different times during that time. We went on a cruise and were planning another cruise when he got sick. We went up a lot to Washington while Darrell was married to Gail.
Grandpa was the second counselor to Joseph Kjar and Stan Smoot was the other counselor. Then they divided the stake and Stan Smoot was made the President and they put Bob Trump in as second counselor. Our stake was from Kaysville to Bountiful. When I was in the stake I was working with ladies clear up in Kaysville and it was fun, I really enjoyed it. This was when they were making stakes in Bountiful and Centerville. So when they divided everything again, Stan Smoot stayed President and they made Bob Trump Stake President and LeGrand Richards called Budd as the Stake Patriarch. LeGrand Richards set him apart. Bob only lived about six weeks after that. He died four years before Budd did. So they had to put in a new Stake president. It was on a Saturday and Budd said I'm so relieved they aren't going to be asking me because I'm the patriarch. So anyway, we had planned on going into town to do some shopping and to see a show and I asked Budd if he needed to stay home and meet with the general authority who was coming and he said, I don't need to be here. I just have to worry about my calling , they don't need me. So we went shopping and had dinner and went to see the show and we didn't get out until about 10:30 that night. So it was late when we got home and the phone was ringing when we walked in and it was a stake clerk who said Marvin J Ashton has been here all day waiting for you. Budd looked at me and his heart just sunk and he said, "I know what he wants and I don't want it." So he went over there and Brother Ashton said, "you shouldn't have left home" and Budd said, "I was just put in as Patriarch and I didn't think that you would have any need of me." Brother Ashton said, "we've been waiting all day long for you." And they called him to be the Stake President.
About a year before that when he was in the stake presidency he was called to be a mission president. He got a call from Elder Tanner and he said this is very irregular, but we need a mission president really badly and we were wondering if we could have you come in and talk to us about that. Budd said, "I'll do anything you want me to and I'll go anywhere you want me to go, but first I must ask you if you have talked to my doctor?" Elder Tanner said we usually do that first and find out your whole history, but we haven't this time because it is a bit of an emergency. So he asked if something was wrong with Budd. Budd said, I just had an examination with Russell Nelson (before he was a general authority, he was Budd's doctor) and he told me that I have a blood vessel that is shutting off and so I'm having a lot of pain with it. He said as it shuts off another artery will grow in it's place, it's a minor artery and the operation was pretty dangerous, so if you could get by with out the surgery and just letting another artery take over it would be better. Elder Tanner said, "I'm really sorry, I'll talk to you doctor and call you back." He called Dr Nelson and he told Elder Tanner that Budd would probably have a heart attack before he finished serving as Mission President and it would be ok if Budd didn't leave the country. So Budd asked where they would like to send him and Elder Tanner said, Norway. That made Budd sick, because that is where he had served his mission and he would have just loved to have gone back. Elder Tanner said they would keep in touch with him. On Budd's next appointment with Dr. Nelson, a year later, Dr Nelson said "I noticed in the paper you had been made a Stake President. Do they think that a being a Mission President is more work than a Stake President would be?" Budd said, "I don't understand any of it either." Dr Nelson said "I did tell the general authorities that you would probably be alright after you had your heart attack and the other artery takes over, so they probably think you're alright to be Stake President, because it will cause you to have the heart attack, you'll be at home to heal and then you can go on with the calling.
It was just soon after that that Dr Nelson was put in as an apostle and so Budd never went to him again. Budd did have a heart attack a year after they put him in as Stake President, but the pain never did leave him. When they did operate on him, it was Dr Smart, he was world renowned just like Dr Nelson. He operated on Budd and he found the great big tumor that was as big as a basketball in him. He said we couldn't see that tumor in him, it was hidden so you couldn't even feel it. It was pressing against his heart and that was what was causing his pain. After they operated on him and removed that he didn't have that pain anymore, but he had another pain up in his shoulder. Dr Smart said this tumor was all in-cased and they removed it all and that he wouldn't even need chemotherapy, all the surrounding biopsies came back fine. They said he would be just fine. But he was in so much pain he kept going back in until they finally found it in his spine. They finally did another exploratory operation on him and that's how they found it in his spine. Dr Smart said there is no way your going to live, you have 6 months to a year. And he didn't live over two months after that. But boy did he work hard. He worked so hard to get that business to the point he could turn it over to the kids. He worked until he couldn't work another day, he was so sick and in so much pain and he would still go down and work. He wasn't in bed too long before he passed.
I just loved Dr Smart. He would call every 2-3 days to see how he was doing. He said, "you know, we could put him in the hospital and keep him freer from pain," but I said, "No, he doesn't want to do that and I don't want him to do it. He wants to die right here in his home. Although, Budd couldn't stand the vacuum going, he had the worst time with that while at home. I would try to shut all the doors so he wouldn't hear the vacuum. I gave him a bell to ring if he needed me and I couldn't hear it over the noise of the vacuum.
I could never understand how he got cancer because he lived such a clean life. He wouldn't drink pop, once in a while if I had a pop in my hand he would just take one sip of it, but he never poured himself a drink, he never would. He'd say it wasn't good for you and he would never ask for sweets, only I wound make desert on Sunday. He loved lemon pie, but he would only have one slice. I've made hundreds of lemon pies in my life time for him. Once in a while he would start going through cupboards and I knew he was looking for candy or something, sometimes he'd say I need something sweet. But that was very rare, he was so different than me, I love the candy and pop. I think he would have lived it if I could have been thin and trim, but I know he loved me I know that. We had a good life together. It's been 24 years in September. He was such a great man and after he got really sick they released him as Stake President. He had been in about 3-1/2 years.
They have made Curt the Bishop of the Young unmarried kids of their stake, it's a stake calling. They have a ward just for these unmarried kids, single adults. He's just thrilled with that. They have put him in charge, he was in the stake presidency and they released him at their last conference. I said, "what are they going to put you in now?" And he said, "Oh, probably in the nursery." He said, "I really don't care what they do with me, I don't care." So, I asked him a few weeks later and he said, "I'm just an extra in the ward if they need someone to prepare a lesson. I said, "do you like that?" and he said, "no, because you never know when they'll call and you can't do any preparations for it." Then the next thing I heard was, "they asked Sue and I to be over the young people in the ward, the single adults." Then the very next week the Bishop called him in and asked him to be the Bishop of the unmarried ward. When I was up there a week or so ago I asked him if he took care of his new ward. He said, "Oh, I'm just going to love this, I'm so glad" and everything was good.
Stella and I were good friends and after Budd died we started to travel a lot together. We have traveled a lot, we've gone all over the world. We did go on that trip around the world. It was the hardest trip and I would never advise it to anyone. We were on 23 different airlines going around the world. It was with a tour group and we spent a lot of time sitting in airports and that was the part I didn't like. Sitting and waiting to get on a plane. We were gone about 6 weeks. I'm glad that we did it and we did enjoy it, but there were times I thought it would never end. i got kind of home sick and really tired on that trip. It was a long time to go, now if I had been on a boat and doing that it wouldn't have been nearly as hard. But we hit every continent and they call that going around the world. I loved being in the different countries, I really did. But some of the countries were so poor you felt so sorry for the people. And there were a lot of beggars on the street and you just hated to pass them by. But if you handed a quarter to one in an instant you had a dozen right there. So our leader would say don't try to give them anything at all because it gets too hard. When we were in China I got lost in Tienanmen Square. I went to buy something and the group moved on and I couldn't find them. I was so scared, I've never been more frantic in my life! There wasn't anybody that could even understand me. It was an hour or two later before I got back with my group, I was lost for quite a while. In Japan, two different places that we went to we had to use the toilet that is just a hole in the floor. It was just awful, I thought this trip isn't worth this. I think things are different in Japan now because they are so modern. I would have a hard time with that now. It was really wonderful to go, really it was. But I loved Europe the best after seeing all the other. Europe was more like home and I just loved it. Every country there that we went to we would look at each other and say, we could stay here for a month or two. It was so beautiful and so much greenery and all the castles, but I did get sick of going through castles. They are so proud of their heritage. We had some really good times.
I didn't think that I would get this crippled. I think I might live to be more crippled and that's the thing I'm afraid of. My patriarchal blessing says I'll live to an old age. Budd always new that that would be true and before we were married he said that he knew he wouldn't live to be old. He said his patriarchal blessing was already finished. So here I am left with it and life isn't fun alone. I knew I would never marry again. I could not love anyone like I loved Budd. Even to have to take care of someone, I wouldn't want that. If I hadn't have had enough money to live on I think I would have had to look at it. I think a lot of women marry again because they need the support. I was also in the situation that I had girlfriends, that I made during the war, we were close then because our husbands were gone and I'm still with the same girls. It's wonderful because there husbands are gone now too. Melba Lynch is one of my closest friends, we go to the temple together. We do a lot of things together. She's in my club. Her husband is a cousin to Budd and he died just four years after Budd did, she's just real dear to me I just love her. I've just had enough girlfriends and their support to keep me going. At this stage o f life I can only do one thing a week, if I do more I'm too tired to do anything else. Isn't that awful. I can go out and be with these friends and the minute I get home I just have to lie down. It's all that I can handle.
There is some satisfaction in aging. Sometimes it's good to be able to say, "oh, good I'm to old to do that." And I enjoy all of the little grand babies, they are so darling. What tickles me about them is that they are so afraid of me and that little Olivia Tingey is so happy with me only if she is in her mothers lap. I appreciate everyone when they bring their kids over to see me, I just don't get to get out and see my grand babies.
Grandma's week when we recorded this went something like this: Monday's were her day off and we would work on pictures or her history and it was also her visiting teaching day. Tuesdays are the day she goes to the temple with her lady friends. Wednesday is religion class. Thursday is club night. Friday is lunch, hair and shopping with Stella Trump.
Friday, April 18, 2014
Friday, March 28, 2014
Kids College
Kids College
Trina went to college, but she never finished because she fell in love with Dave and they got married during her 3rd year. Dave had one more year too before he graduated and she felt like she needed to work to support him while he finished up at Utah State. Curt started down at BYU, but married Sue right when he got home from his mission. It's a cute story. I had asked him once after he had been out about a year if he was still writing to Sue and he said there is just nothing to say anymore. It's just all missionary work and religion and she isn't interested in all that stuff. We don't write anymore. When he got home Sue was over in Israel going to school. I had told Reline that if she was my daughter that I wouldn't have let her go because it was a scary place. In all the pictures you saw soldiers standing at every gate. Anyway, she came home about two months after Curt came home and I said to Curt, "are you going to go out and meet her?" And he said, "no, that's all over with mom, don't even talk about it." It bothered me so I said, "you just don't want to go out alone do ya! Well, I'll go with you." "Oh, I guess I'd rather have my mother go with me to meet an old girlfriend!" When he got in, he came in late that night and I said "you didn't go see her did you." And he said, "yes I did, I went out to the airport!" I said, "did you go alone?" and he said, "no, I got (Bob Shoops son) to go out with me." Her mother pushed me out first to go see her, and I said, "no her father and mother should be the first to go see her." He said, "Raline grabbed my arm and pulled me along and he said he stuck his hand out to shake her hand. He said Sue just grabbed his hand and pulled me in and said, "we've been friends longer than that" and gave him a kiss. That was all it took. That was in May and they were married in September. He was lucky to get her.
I worried all of Bruce's life because he was such a shy, sweet boy. I always said he's got to have someone who loves him. He's the only child I had that would come and kiss me good-night, you know, things like that. I used to say to Budd, "I've got to pick out the girl he marries because if he marries a cold woman why, he's not going to bey happy. He's got to have someone who cares." And Budd would just laugh at me and say, "you think you're going to have anything to do with who he marries?" And I would say, "I'm going to try to! I'm going to pick out a girl for him." Well, he went down to BYU and met Rita down there and I didn't know a thing about it. I don't know how long they dated or anything and one night he called and said, "Do you care if I bring a girlfriend up?" I said, "no, I'd like to meet her." He had been up before that with a big ol dog he had got and so I asked if he had named the dog yet and he said, "I've named it Rita Larue!" I said, "you could have picked a prettier name than that!" I thought that was the ugliest name! It wasn't long after that that he called to see if he could bring a girl home. Budd said, "see, he's found a girl without our help." I said, "oh, this isn't who he'll marry!" And when he got home we had dinner and he took Budd out to the kitchen and said, "I'm going to marry her." That was the first night we met her. From then on I loved the name! I had no choice at all and he couldn't have found anyone better. He's been happy and I hope she has.
Trina went to college, but she never finished because she fell in love with Dave and they got married during her 3rd year. Dave had one more year too before he graduated and she felt like she needed to work to support him while he finished up at Utah State. Curt started down at BYU, but married Sue right when he got home from his mission. It's a cute story. I had asked him once after he had been out about a year if he was still writing to Sue and he said there is just nothing to say anymore. It's just all missionary work and religion and she isn't interested in all that stuff. We don't write anymore. When he got home Sue was over in Israel going to school. I had told Reline that if she was my daughter that I wouldn't have let her go because it was a scary place. In all the pictures you saw soldiers standing at every gate. Anyway, she came home about two months after Curt came home and I said to Curt, "are you going to go out and meet her?" And he said, "no, that's all over with mom, don't even talk about it." It bothered me so I said, "you just don't want to go out alone do ya! Well, I'll go with you." "Oh, I guess I'd rather have my mother go with me to meet an old girlfriend!" When he got in, he came in late that night and I said "you didn't go see her did you." And he said, "yes I did, I went out to the airport!" I said, "did you go alone?" and he said, "no, I got (Bob Shoops son) to go out with me." Her mother pushed me out first to go see her, and I said, "no her father and mother should be the first to go see her." He said, "Raline grabbed my arm and pulled me along and he said he stuck his hand out to shake her hand. He said Sue just grabbed his hand and pulled me in and said, "we've been friends longer than that" and gave him a kiss. That was all it took. That was in May and they were married in September. He was lucky to get her.
I worried all of Bruce's life because he was such a shy, sweet boy. I always said he's got to have someone who loves him. He's the only child I had that would come and kiss me good-night, you know, things like that. I used to say to Budd, "I've got to pick out the girl he marries because if he marries a cold woman why, he's not going to bey happy. He's got to have someone who cares." And Budd would just laugh at me and say, "you think you're going to have anything to do with who he marries?" And I would say, "I'm going to try to! I'm going to pick out a girl for him." Well, he went down to BYU and met Rita down there and I didn't know a thing about it. I don't know how long they dated or anything and one night he called and said, "Do you care if I bring a girlfriend up?" I said, "no, I'd like to meet her." He had been up before that with a big ol dog he had got and so I asked if he had named the dog yet and he said, "I've named it Rita Larue!" I said, "you could have picked a prettier name than that!" I thought that was the ugliest name! It wasn't long after that that he called to see if he could bring a girl home. Budd said, "see, he's found a girl without our help." I said, "oh, this isn't who he'll marry!" And when he got home we had dinner and he took Budd out to the kitchen and said, "I'm going to marry her." That was the first night we met her. From then on I loved the name! I had no choice at all and he couldn't have found anyone better. He's been happy and I hope she has.
Monday, March 24, 2014
Church Callings
Church Callings
When Budd first went into the service and I moved in with Grandma Tingey they put me right into mutual. I was only 19 then and in the mutual presidency. Then when we came home from New York they put me right in again, into the mutual presidency. I taught mutual 18-20 years and that is about how long I have been with Relief Society too. When you get as old as I am everything is a long time.
I substituted in primary when Bruce was just a baby, but that was the only time I've been in Primary. Oh, I had the 11 year old boys and oh my gosh were they fun. Yet they were hard kids. They said, when I first went in the class they asked if I was going to teach them. I said, "I sure am." They said, "I bet you won't be with us very long. We've run off every teacher we've had and the last one didn't make it a month!" Then those boys tried to pick me up and put me out the window onto the roof! There was a dozen of them trying to put me on the roof of the church house, the window opened up right onto the roof. But they didn't get me out the window. Bruce was tiny then, just a baby, and I had to take him with me because he would cry so much when I would leave him. So I just dressed him and took him over there on Tuesday afternoons, it wasn't on a Sunday when they did it then. So I would say, "whoever is the best in the room next week, you can take care of my baby while I'm here." They just loved it and they loved Bruce, he was a real quiet good baby. So they were really good kids after that. We had an old junky care when we got home, we didn't have any money it was just awful to try and get started living again after the war. It was a Ford, but we couldn't make it go very well and I'd take those kids places in it. We'd go out and fly kites, picnics and stuff like that. We couldn't make that car go and those kids would get out and push me to get it started. When I see any of them now they still talk about having to push the car to get it started.
Other than that I was in mutual most of my life. I counted 18 years once and I'm sure I taught after that. Then I went into the Relief Society and I was in it forever. I went in as a counselor and then they gave me a teaching job when we were released as a presidency and I just loved that. Teaching the gospel I just loved that. Then they made me the Relief Society President after Budd was released. I had that calling for four or five years. And then they put me in the Stake Relief Society Presidency and I wasn't in there too long, maybe two years, then they called Budd to be in the presidency of the stake. And they wouldn't let me be in the Stake Relief Society Presidency at the same time. Even Budd said that is not right for a husband and wife to both be in presidencies like that. So they released me from my stake calling, I really didn't want to be released from that. I really enjoyed doing that. That's when I started teaching the gospel doctrine, that's when I started that. Then sometime during that time I was called back into the Mutual again for a while. For a few years, I had those girls for about three years. It was after all my children were gone and I can remember one of the girls, when I first went in, the ward had just been divided. Our ward was made up of four different wards at that time. And so those girls that I had in mutual that year were all from different wards and none of them were happy about it. And this one little snotty girl said, "oh my gosh, look at what we got for a teacher. A grandma," she said. And I said, "that is true I am a grandma and I'm really happy to be a grandma. If you want to call me a grandma that's fine, I would love to have you for a granddaughter." But before the year was over they didn't love me as much as they loved Budd. We took them up to Bear Lake, the whole group of them and Budd taught every one of those girls to water ski. Not one of them had ever water skied. And they had the best time, so we took them up every year after that until it got so that Budd wasn't able to. So they loved me because I came with him.
After that I was called to teach in Relief Society again. I was over teaching the family lesson to begin with. It was talking about family night and what to do with families and then they put in the spiritual living one, at that time it was called theology. I was much better there, I wasn't very good having family hoe evening because Budd was never home. He was never home, Darrell always said he was going to not be like his dad. He was going to be home for his kids and here he wasn't around for any of them.
When Budd first went into the service and I moved in with Grandma Tingey they put me right into mutual. I was only 19 then and in the mutual presidency. Then when we came home from New York they put me right in again, into the mutual presidency. I taught mutual 18-20 years and that is about how long I have been with Relief Society too. When you get as old as I am everything is a long time.
I substituted in primary when Bruce was just a baby, but that was the only time I've been in Primary. Oh, I had the 11 year old boys and oh my gosh were they fun. Yet they were hard kids. They said, when I first went in the class they asked if I was going to teach them. I said, "I sure am." They said, "I bet you won't be with us very long. We've run off every teacher we've had and the last one didn't make it a month!" Then those boys tried to pick me up and put me out the window onto the roof! There was a dozen of them trying to put me on the roof of the church house, the window opened up right onto the roof. But they didn't get me out the window. Bruce was tiny then, just a baby, and I had to take him with me because he would cry so much when I would leave him. So I just dressed him and took him over there on Tuesday afternoons, it wasn't on a Sunday when they did it then. So I would say, "whoever is the best in the room next week, you can take care of my baby while I'm here." They just loved it and they loved Bruce, he was a real quiet good baby. So they were really good kids after that. We had an old junky care when we got home, we didn't have any money it was just awful to try and get started living again after the war. It was a Ford, but we couldn't make it go very well and I'd take those kids places in it. We'd go out and fly kites, picnics and stuff like that. We couldn't make that car go and those kids would get out and push me to get it started. When I see any of them now they still talk about having to push the car to get it started.
Other than that I was in mutual most of my life. I counted 18 years once and I'm sure I taught after that. Then I went into the Relief Society and I was in it forever. I went in as a counselor and then they gave me a teaching job when we were released as a presidency and I just loved that. Teaching the gospel I just loved that. Then they made me the Relief Society President after Budd was released. I had that calling for four or five years. And then they put me in the Stake Relief Society Presidency and I wasn't in there too long, maybe two years, then they called Budd to be in the presidency of the stake. And they wouldn't let me be in the Stake Relief Society Presidency at the same time. Even Budd said that is not right for a husband and wife to both be in presidencies like that. So they released me from my stake calling, I really didn't want to be released from that. I really enjoyed doing that. That's when I started teaching the gospel doctrine, that's when I started that. Then sometime during that time I was called back into the Mutual again for a while. For a few years, I had those girls for about three years. It was after all my children were gone and I can remember one of the girls, when I first went in, the ward had just been divided. Our ward was made up of four different wards at that time. And so those girls that I had in mutual that year were all from different wards and none of them were happy about it. And this one little snotty girl said, "oh my gosh, look at what we got for a teacher. A grandma," she said. And I said, "that is true I am a grandma and I'm really happy to be a grandma. If you want to call me a grandma that's fine, I would love to have you for a granddaughter." But before the year was over they didn't love me as much as they loved Budd. We took them up to Bear Lake, the whole group of them and Budd taught every one of those girls to water ski. Not one of them had ever water skied. And they had the best time, so we took them up every year after that until it got so that Budd wasn't able to. So they loved me because I came with him.
After that I was called to teach in Relief Society again. I was over teaching the family lesson to begin with. It was talking about family night and what to do with families and then they put in the spiritual living one, at that time it was called theology. I was much better there, I wasn't very good having family hoe evening because Budd was never home. He was never home, Darrell always said he was going to not be like his dad. He was going to be home for his kids and here he wasn't around for any of them.
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Children
Children
I had very special kids. I love them so much and spoiled them rotten. Darrell was born while his dad was in the service. At boot camp. I was all alone in the hospital, even the doctor wasn't there when I went into hard labor. Gordon and Ella took me to the hospital. We had been up to Kaysville that day picking peaches. Because it was time to bottle peaches and I had two bushels of peaches in Grandma's basement to bottle. When I went into labor I didn't believe it, I knelt down and prayed to Heavenly Father that it wasn't time because it was the middle of the night and I shouldn't be bothered with that kind of trouble. I was at Lorretta and Lee's house and Gordon and Ella lived on the other side of town, but Lorretta and Lee didn't have a car. So they had to call and have Gordon and Ella pick me up, it was about 2 o'clock in the morning. I got excited about it once we finally go to the hospital. I had been so afraid that they wouldn't get me to the hospital in time. I told Lorretta and Lee to call my dad, I thought maybe he'd want to come, but he never did come. Anyway, they got me in the hospital and the doctor came in and examined me and he said it's going to be several hours yet, before you have this baby. So he went home to bed and Gordon and Ella left too, so I laid there all alone in that room in utter misery thinking that I was going to die. I didn't know enough about anything of having a baby. I was the same way about everything, I didn't know what happened at all, I was such an innocent person. So when my water broke I just apologized and apologized, I thought I had wet over all the bedding and everything. When Darrell arrived he was a 9lb baby boy and he was so beautiful and I just cried all day long I was so happy. Aunt Edna, that lived in Kaysville, (Budd's mothers sister) she was pregnant too and it would be her last child. She had her baby the next day and so we got them to put us in the same room together which was very nice. In those days you were in the hospital for 14 days and you didn't get up. They brought bed pans for you to go to the bathroom in. They would come in and bathe you and everything. Very different than it is now. So we enjoyed each other for those 14 days. Budd got a leave of absence to come and he had 10 days and I was in the hospital for all of them except the last two days. But he came, he got there a few days after the baby was born. I was just so upset at that, to think that I couldn't even be out of the hospital when he came. It was just terrible to have to say good-bye to him again when he left. He would look at that baby and say, now you know when we get home I can't change messy diapers (laughter). I would say I won't expect you to. He didn't ever do it much. Once in a while when I wasn't home and he was taking care of the kids then he had to, but that was the only time he ever did it. Now you see fathers gathering up the diaper bags and taking the babies out of church to take care of them. A lot of dads would enjoy that, but not Budd, he was spoiled anyway being the baby of 12 children. He had 5 sisters, he had 6 but one died when she was just a child, that did everything. He never did any house chores or anything like that. He was working out on the farm all the time, so he just never would pick up anything. He would come home from work, after we got into our new home, I had a mirror in the entry way with a long table under it and off his tie would go and lay across that table and then he'd sit down in the first chair he'd come to and take his shoes off and there they sat. I never could make him change his idea on that. Once time I mentioned it to his mother and boy did she tear into him. He always, jokingly, if I ever got after him for things like that, he'd say, "well what do you think I got married for!"
He got to see Darrell one more time when he was leaving to go over seas. I was leaving to go stay with him, if he was stationed in the United States, I was going to go. So I had packed, it was in November so Darrell was 2 months old when I got word. So I was all packed ready to go waiting for him to tell me when to come. He called on Thanksgiving and told me he was being sent over seas and he couldn't tell me where he was going. Everything was censored in those days and he said, "My suggestion to you is to pack a bag and go see uncle Gary for a while in California." That let me know that he was going to be in California until they shipped out. So I did that. Uncle Gordon got all of the reservations for me and put me on the train. It was an overnight trip and he got me a room, he worked for the railroad, so the baby and I had our own little room the entire time. I'd go out just to get dinner and then go back to my room. I don't know if they do that now or not. But it was very nice and I enjoyed the baby so much going down there and I was so excited. He was miles away from where we were but it wasn't impossible for him to get to us, he'd take the bus. They gave him 24 hours off twice, so I saw him twice for 24 hours. It was so terrible sending him off and he just sobbed when he left. He was worse than I was and of course he didn't know where they were sending him or what he was getting into either. He was over seas for 2 years and the only reason he got to come home was that he applied to try out for Officer Candidate School. He'd worked up to Master Sargent by then, from a buck private and they told him he could have the opportunity to the OCS. He didn't tell me a thing about it until it happened and oh my gosh, that was so exciting.
As a kid Darrell was a fun loving kid and he was a dare devil. He was always heavy set, even as a child growing up. When he was in college he got thin, but he was always a big guy. He had his terrible accident when he was 15. He was good at everything. He enjoyed sports and reading. He was a really smart kid. He loved football, he would have played football if he could, but the accident happened when he was going into his Sophomore year of High School. He would go up and down the steps of the high school on his crutches and he could swing himself up four steps at a time. I just knew one day he was going to kill himself. He had near death experiences very often. What happened after he got married I don't know. He just couldn't handle the responsibility. He had three wives and he couldn't handle it. Two of his wives I love so much and are still like daughters to me. Gail and Beth. Beth wrote his wonderful obituary and I know she still loves him. He seemed better off not married and it was just too bad. A few years ago when he came home with his heart problem and had open heart surgery he just changed right back to that cute teenager that loved life. He was hardly speaking to me, I was always getting after him for what he was doing and everything. He would go through money just like it was water. I kept telling him I wasn't going to give him any more. Even when he had a job he was gambling and that was the whole problem. Once a person gets addicted to gambling it doesn't matter to them what damage they do to their family. Darrell and Beth had paid off their house and didn't owe anything on it and he borrowed money on it twice. So they had two huge debts on that house, they were so far in that they couldn't come out on top at all. The bank took it away from them, it was so sad.
Darrell was in the hospital for months when he got shot in the leg. They were out hunting pheasants. They were 15 years old, Edna's son, Brent, and Aunt Ellis' grandson and Bruce Roberts, there were four of them. Edna's daughters husband was going to take them hunting. Because they had passed off their things in scouts in hunting. They had all this training in scouts and could then go hunting, as an adult. Edna's son-in-law didn't come at the time when they told him to be there. He couldn't get off work and get home that fast (it turned out to be that way.) Anyhow, these four boys took off by themselves and went down, in Centerville, to go pheasant hunting. It was way down below the main highway, the freeway, on a Sunday afternoon, Budd was home. We were building on to the house at that time, getting the family room done. They all took off and I thought that was because Gail's husband had come and picked them up. They really took off alone. They were gone for hours. Darrell was the only one that shot a pheasant and the others didn't have any success at all. So they decided to come home, they were tired of it. They were standing around in a circle just talking about it and Bruce Roberts started to pump the shells out of his gun. And one of them went off and he was only a few feet away from Darrell and it blew his leg to pieces. It's funny, the doctor said it had to be a miracle because it blew both bones right out of his leg. It didn't touch the main vein that runs right down his leg or he would have bled to death right there. He was bleeding but the main artery wasn't shattered at all, the thing of it was his foot was just dangling. The bones were gone, completely gone. So he couldn't walk and he was a heavy boy then too. So those kids would take turns putting their hands crosswise and carrying him. One would help him get on and they would walk a little ways then they would be so tired that they would have to rest and switch places. They were about 2-3 miles down below the highway. He said that they had to get him over two fences too. Darrell didn't pass out at all and Brent said that Darrell kept saying that he wished he could just pass out. They finally got him up to the highway and they tried to stop cars and no one would stop for them. Finally one car did stop and the man told them that he would go call the police for them. So a policeman came and took them to the hospital. It was amazing that he didn't bleed to death and that they made it to the highway. They were all exhausted because he was so heavy and they were just 15 year old boys.
In all he ended up having 12 operations on that leg. They had to grind up bone and pack it in and then he'd have to wait for it to grow and start to heal and then they would do it all over again. He was out of school for a full year. We had to have a teacher come to our house and teach him. It just took months and months to get him healed. And then he had to have skin grafts after that. He was in the Hospital more than he was home through all of it.
He was late going on a mission because of all of this. He was 21 before he got on a mission. He couldn't go until it was healed. Then he got over there, Korea, and had problems. His leg got infected, we had had trouble with that too, infections getting in his wound. Years later that would put him in the hospital. Anyway while he was over there his leg got an infection in it and they put him in the hospital and fasted and prayed for him and he just healed right up. I never did know about that until one time when a missionary came home from over there and visited us. He told us that he had promised Darrell when he got home he'd go visit his family and tell them how he was doing and such. He said, "how did you feel about him being in the hospital over there?" We didn't know one thing about it! And that was months later, he had never told us.
We went up to Yellowstone a lot because Uncle Jack and Aunt Edna would go up every summer and stay all summer. They would just camp up there so we would go up and stay with them. We only had time to stay a couple days, but it was sure fun. There was a lake in Montana, when we'd go up into Canada, it was a huge lake and we'd take our camper and set up a tent too. The kids just loved to water ski there. The year after Darrell's surgery he was still on crutches and couldn't go up with us. But that trip we had the truck and the boat and were pulling and Budd had to buy 4 new tires for the truck that year. We just kept having blow outs.
Our first trip in a plane, over seas, was to Puerto Rico. We had a wonderful time.
We didn't have another baby until we got home from the war. When the war was over we had Bruce, there's about 4 years between Darrell and Bruce. When Bruce was born I had cooked fried chicken for dinner and Grandma Tingey and I had been bottling beans, string beans, that day. When I got to the hospital I was so sick to my stomach that I vomited up and the doctor said, "I can tell you had fried chicken tonight." I'll never forget that. He was a great baby and a loving child all of his life. He was a quiet baby and I didn't have problems with him. He was beautiful and he was so shy when he was a baby. As he grew I worried about him, if he was outside playing and a plane flew over he would come screaming into the house it frightened him so. He had to be with me or his dad all the time. He always carried a mans handkerchief because he cried so much because of the little things that upset him. He was so cute and sweet. His school teacher, at that time, was trying to teach the children to sight read rather than sound things out and he just didn't get that at all. He got up to the sixth grade and had real trouble with reading. Our next door neighbor was a school teacher and she would take him on Saturdays and work with him. trying to get him ready to go to Junior High School. He got so that he was doing a little better his last year in grade school. That year he had an older lady that was, I just loved her and wanted her to take him under her wing, and she said she had too many students already. But she found a gal that I didn't like at all and she got too sick to work with him. So he ended up back with the first teacher. She came to me one day and said,"he is ready." I said, "I've noticed that, I've had to buy him more books lately." I'd buy him books every time I'd go to town because he just loved them. Horse stories and stuff, you know. He is the only one of my children that will sit down and read. I think it was because of that time of having to read with so many people. It was just from not being able to make the sounds and sound out words. They dropped that program, but Bruce happened to be one of the poor souls that had to do it. I talked to the principle at the junior high school when he got in Junior High, I knew him threw his wife. One day he came over to my home, he called and said he wanted to come and talk to me about Bruce. He came over, I've never had a teacher do that in all of the lifetime of my kids, and he says you worry about him too much. He isn't a straight A student, but he's the kind of boy that is going to be successful in anything he does. He said to quit worrying about him. And he has been, I can go to him for anything. He's a sweet man, he even helped out Jessie, Tricia's mission companion. Just as soon as Tricia told him about her and her leg he wanted to help her right then. So they had her move out here with them so they could fix her leg for her. He's just that way.
I've been very lucky with my kids that way, Darrell had a very sweet heart too. One time I had given him some money to buy some marble with and he came in and told me that one of the boys didn't have any marbles so I let him have my money to buy some marbles, you've got to give me some more money so I can go and get my marbles. All my children have such good hearts.
Oh, we were happy get a little girl. I was so thrilled when she was born. Her two aunts, Aunt May and Aunt Loretta (I lived with Loretta so much of the time when Budd was in the army because she was ill and couldn't be left alone, so I would take my baby and go over there and stay with her, then I would go back to grandma's. She made a spoiled child out of Darrell. She wouldn't let him walk she would carry him everywhere and he didn't want to walk.) They just simply loved her too. They both fought over her and they both said that she looked like them. May would say she is just the image of me and Loretta would say no she is just the image of me. They sure made a fuss over her. I had such wonderful in-laws. They all treated me as if I was their own child. We moved into our new home just before she was born. Trina was really late coming and the doctor kept telling me she was ready to come, but she just wasn't coming. So he told me he had a convention in NY that he had to go and if I wanted him to deliver the baby then I needed to let him give me something so the baby would come.I said, "I don't want another doctor," so I let him give me paregoric and some other pill to start my labor. He said, "I want you to come in and see me when you take these and then go stay with Loretta because when these pills start to work the baby is going to come really fast. So Budd went to work that morning and I went to Loretta's and took the medicine and sure enough it was only about an hour later I was just in real pain. I was ready to have that baby, I called the doctor and I called Budd and Uncle Lee told Loretta to get him some sheets, he wasn't going to have a baby born on the seat in his car. I got in the car with Lee and we went and I was so close to having her that they couldn't even prepare me for the delivery. They got me into the delivery room and she came. They were wheeling me out of that room as Budd walked down the hall trying to find me. So that was my second baby that Budd wasn't there for. But Trina was so cute and such a sweet girl. Much like Bruce she was very kind and thoughtful. In fact I had one lady call me from her ward and she wanted to ask me some questions about Trina. I said, "What has she done?" She said, "She has raised a perfect family."
Although we had a terrible time with her name. Well, it was a name no one had ever heard of before. I had read a novel when we were in NY and I was expecting a baby then (Bruce, but I thought it might be a girl) and the name in the book was Katrina and the called her Trina. I thought, Trina Tingey, that is an ideal name, I had never heard it before. So after Bruce I kept that name in my mind and I told my family and Budd's family and none of them liked the name. Virginia said you could pick any name in the world and it would be better than that name. Oh my gosh, Uncle Mel was the worst and said, "yeah, they'll be calling her Latrina! You just go ahead and do it, you'll see." So we worried and worried about a name for a girl and when it came time to bless her I had picked two or three other names, one was Madeline, I thought I'd like that name so I mentioned it to Virginia and she said, "well, Trina is better than that name!" I couldn't please anyone. So when Budd picked up the baby to go name her he said so is it going to be Madaline? I said as far as I'm concerned that is just fine, I don't care. So he took her up there and blessed her as Trina.
Trina was very sweet and willing to do anything that anyone asked of her. She would not talk about her illness, you would just never know she was miserable. Oh my goodness she was just an angel when Budd was sick. She would come down and clean the house and help me. She married a guy just like her, Dave is such a sweet man. I think that is what was wrong with their children. The children have just gone and done what they pleased because their parents were so sweet and didn't punish them when they needed to. She always told me that Richard was the sweetest of the whole family, he has a very tender heart. You wouldn't think that of him until you get to know him. When she got really bad he's the one that hurried home to see if he could help her, it worried him. He was so afraid of losing his mother. He's still like that now, if he comes in and that baby is here he immediately has to have that baby (Haze?) no matter who else has got him. He'll be a good father someday. I'm truly sorry that Trina had to go and I don't know if she hadn't have gotten that toxic shock if she could have lived a normal life. I don't know. I really do feel that the Lord answered our prayers about it. When she was so bad I went in the hospital, when she had toxic shock, I would go in and sit by her side if she was awake otherwise I would lie down in the other room on a bench. All of the family helped, it was so terrible. I lived in sort of a daze, even too look back on it I couldn't see things very clearly at that time. It was so bad, the doctor told me at that time that this was a new disease we don not know what causes it we do not know what to do for it. We are trying to save lives, we've had a lot of deaths and some that live through it. He said we'll do all that we can and I said we are praying hard for her. The ward fasted and prayed for her two different times and the family was praying constantly. I kept saying to the Lord, "let her live to raise those children to where they can take over their lives for themselves." Sara was only 3 years old when Trina went to the hospital, she had her whole life ahead of her. I think that He did answer my prayers. It was Sarah's first year at college, down at Dixie, and Richard was at UVSC in Orem when Trina passed on. But they were at a point where things were going alright and I think the Lord answered my prayers and I should have asked for more. At the time all I could think was let her get those kids raised, let their other do it.
I can remember when she first got sick, she was about a year old and I would sit and rock her and then Bruce would crawl up on my lap, he had to be rocked too.
Curt was a hard, long labor. He took a long time coming because he was turned around. They had to get another doctor to help my doctor turn the baby. They had to go up in me with their hands to turn that baby. I was out of it enough that I didn't feel it, I didn't even know at the time that there was another doctor there helping my doctor until we got the bill from him. I was so upset because I hadn't heard of this other doctor before. They just couldn't get my baby turned around. When they told me I had a beautiful baby boy I thought that isn't what I want, I want a girl. But the funniest thing is that anytime you see your baby you just fall in love. When I looked at him I was in love and he was my treasure. I was so out of it after he came, they were wheeling me down the hall and Budd was walking beside me and I can remember that but I can't remember talking to him. But Budd said I was crying and yelling, we won't ever do this again will we! He said he was ready to turn and walk the other way. Curt was a really cute little guy. We spoiled him completely and if he didn't win every game we played he'd get mad and wouldn't play anymore. I'd sit him on a chair and tell him he had to sit for 15 minutes if he was really mean when playing. One time he was out playing with some neighbor kids and he wanted to have the ball and it wasn't his turn to have the ball so I told him to come in and sit down on the chair. He came in and looked up at me and said, "I was tired anyway mom." Growing up he was always trying to beat the other kids and that is a hard thing to do. Bruce just teased him to no end and I know when Bruce went on his mission Curt was so glad. He said he was glad to see him go because he wouldn't have to put up with his teasing anymore. When it came time for Bruce to come home he said, "I'm not happy about it, you might be happy about it, but I'm not happy to see him. I don't want him to come home, he'll just start being mean to me again." I said, "no he won't, he'll be a lot different this time, he'll really be different and won't be mean to you because he's a missionary now." And that darn Bruce came in and started rubbing his fist on Curt's short hair and Curt started yelling, "See mom! See!? He hasn't changed!"
We sent Bruce on his mission to the Southern States and went to California. We went to Disneyland with Curt and Trina and stayed at Aunt Lola's house. When we went we called Margine, Lola's sister (they had a bigger home than Lola so we thought we'd stay with them.) Their son that was Bruce's age was also going on a mission and so we traded homes and stayed in their home while we were there. And they had a cat that we had to take care of (lots of laughter) and she said she never let the cat outside, and he has to have medicine every day. Well, she gave us a whole list of rules for that cat. Anyway, something was wrong with their refrigerator and so she had the top door tied shut. So if you wanted to have a cold drink with ice in it you had to untie the door. One time Budd forgot to tie it back up and it leaked all over their kitchen floor. And then Budd taking care of that cat was just a hoot! We let the cat out one time and Lola had to come over and help us find that cat. So Budd left the cleverest letter on their fridge when we left. He said, "I wish you'd do something with this refrigerator that wets it's pants all the time!" and something about the damn cat. He called it the Damn Cat. Then he remarked that they owed us like a million dollars because we didn't leave anything like that for them to put up with at our home. And because he was a doctor he could afford it. It was a fun trip.
They all grew up and are wonderful children. They all had piano lessons. I had a ruler and would touch the notes and say play that, play that and sometimes I'd get mad and say play that! And I'd tear the book with the ruler. Bruce was the worst. He didn't get very far with music. One day he was sitting at the piano and just looking around the room, he had hay fever really bad and it was always worse when he played the piano. He was looking around the room and he said, "Mom, do you know what I would do if all this room was made of Chocolate? Do you know what I would eat first?" I said, "Yes I do, now start playing it." He said, "Well, how did you know it would be the piano?"
Budd played a ukulele and a guitar. He played the harmonica, boy he could sure play the ukulele though. He sure could have gone places with music if he had had any lessons, but he was the 12th child. Grandma Tingey had nothing left to even try to teach him. All of the girls in the family could play piano and Uncle Mel plays the violin, but Budd didn't get an opportunity at all.
Darrell could play the piano, when he went on his mission he wrote and told me he was sure glad he took piano lessons because they didn't have anyone who could play over there (Korea.) Darrell could play, he wasn't really good at it because I let him quit taking lessons. He also played the harmonica. Once year I gave each of the children a piano for Christmas, but Rita had her sisters piano and didn't want one. Darrell's second wife didn't want the piano either, so when he married Beth and their kids were old enough I gave mine to them.
Trina also could play, when she passed away she was the pianist for the primary.
I had very special kids. I love them so much and spoiled them rotten. Darrell was born while his dad was in the service. At boot camp. I was all alone in the hospital, even the doctor wasn't there when I went into hard labor. Gordon and Ella took me to the hospital. We had been up to Kaysville that day picking peaches. Because it was time to bottle peaches and I had two bushels of peaches in Grandma's basement to bottle. When I went into labor I didn't believe it, I knelt down and prayed to Heavenly Father that it wasn't time because it was the middle of the night and I shouldn't be bothered with that kind of trouble. I was at Lorretta and Lee's house and Gordon and Ella lived on the other side of town, but Lorretta and Lee didn't have a car. So they had to call and have Gordon and Ella pick me up, it was about 2 o'clock in the morning. I got excited about it once we finally go to the hospital. I had been so afraid that they wouldn't get me to the hospital in time. I told Lorretta and Lee to call my dad, I thought maybe he'd want to come, but he never did come. Anyway, they got me in the hospital and the doctor came in and examined me and he said it's going to be several hours yet, before you have this baby. So he went home to bed and Gordon and Ella left too, so I laid there all alone in that room in utter misery thinking that I was going to die. I didn't know enough about anything of having a baby. I was the same way about everything, I didn't know what happened at all, I was such an innocent person. So when my water broke I just apologized and apologized, I thought I had wet over all the bedding and everything. When Darrell arrived he was a 9lb baby boy and he was so beautiful and I just cried all day long I was so happy. Aunt Edna, that lived in Kaysville, (Budd's mothers sister) she was pregnant too and it would be her last child. She had her baby the next day and so we got them to put us in the same room together which was very nice. In those days you were in the hospital for 14 days and you didn't get up. They brought bed pans for you to go to the bathroom in. They would come in and bathe you and everything. Very different than it is now. So we enjoyed each other for those 14 days. Budd got a leave of absence to come and he had 10 days and I was in the hospital for all of them except the last two days. But he came, he got there a few days after the baby was born. I was just so upset at that, to think that I couldn't even be out of the hospital when he came. It was just terrible to have to say good-bye to him again when he left. He would look at that baby and say, now you know when we get home I can't change messy diapers (laughter). I would say I won't expect you to. He didn't ever do it much. Once in a while when I wasn't home and he was taking care of the kids then he had to, but that was the only time he ever did it. Now you see fathers gathering up the diaper bags and taking the babies out of church to take care of them. A lot of dads would enjoy that, but not Budd, he was spoiled anyway being the baby of 12 children. He had 5 sisters, he had 6 but one died when she was just a child, that did everything. He never did any house chores or anything like that. He was working out on the farm all the time, so he just never would pick up anything. He would come home from work, after we got into our new home, I had a mirror in the entry way with a long table under it and off his tie would go and lay across that table and then he'd sit down in the first chair he'd come to and take his shoes off and there they sat. I never could make him change his idea on that. Once time I mentioned it to his mother and boy did she tear into him. He always, jokingly, if I ever got after him for things like that, he'd say, "well what do you think I got married for!"
He got to see Darrell one more time when he was leaving to go over seas. I was leaving to go stay with him, if he was stationed in the United States, I was going to go. So I had packed, it was in November so Darrell was 2 months old when I got word. So I was all packed ready to go waiting for him to tell me when to come. He called on Thanksgiving and told me he was being sent over seas and he couldn't tell me where he was going. Everything was censored in those days and he said, "My suggestion to you is to pack a bag and go see uncle Gary for a while in California." That let me know that he was going to be in California until they shipped out. So I did that. Uncle Gordon got all of the reservations for me and put me on the train. It was an overnight trip and he got me a room, he worked for the railroad, so the baby and I had our own little room the entire time. I'd go out just to get dinner and then go back to my room. I don't know if they do that now or not. But it was very nice and I enjoyed the baby so much going down there and I was so excited. He was miles away from where we were but it wasn't impossible for him to get to us, he'd take the bus. They gave him 24 hours off twice, so I saw him twice for 24 hours. It was so terrible sending him off and he just sobbed when he left. He was worse than I was and of course he didn't know where they were sending him or what he was getting into either. He was over seas for 2 years and the only reason he got to come home was that he applied to try out for Officer Candidate School. He'd worked up to Master Sargent by then, from a buck private and they told him he could have the opportunity to the OCS. He didn't tell me a thing about it until it happened and oh my gosh, that was so exciting.
As a kid Darrell was a fun loving kid and he was a dare devil. He was always heavy set, even as a child growing up. When he was in college he got thin, but he was always a big guy. He had his terrible accident when he was 15. He was good at everything. He enjoyed sports and reading. He was a really smart kid. He loved football, he would have played football if he could, but the accident happened when he was going into his Sophomore year of High School. He would go up and down the steps of the high school on his crutches and he could swing himself up four steps at a time. I just knew one day he was going to kill himself. He had near death experiences very often. What happened after he got married I don't know. He just couldn't handle the responsibility. He had three wives and he couldn't handle it. Two of his wives I love so much and are still like daughters to me. Gail and Beth. Beth wrote his wonderful obituary and I know she still loves him. He seemed better off not married and it was just too bad. A few years ago when he came home with his heart problem and had open heart surgery he just changed right back to that cute teenager that loved life. He was hardly speaking to me, I was always getting after him for what he was doing and everything. He would go through money just like it was water. I kept telling him I wasn't going to give him any more. Even when he had a job he was gambling and that was the whole problem. Once a person gets addicted to gambling it doesn't matter to them what damage they do to their family. Darrell and Beth had paid off their house and didn't owe anything on it and he borrowed money on it twice. So they had two huge debts on that house, they were so far in that they couldn't come out on top at all. The bank took it away from them, it was so sad.
Darrell was in the hospital for months when he got shot in the leg. They were out hunting pheasants. They were 15 years old, Edna's son, Brent, and Aunt Ellis' grandson and Bruce Roberts, there were four of them. Edna's daughters husband was going to take them hunting. Because they had passed off their things in scouts in hunting. They had all this training in scouts and could then go hunting, as an adult. Edna's son-in-law didn't come at the time when they told him to be there. He couldn't get off work and get home that fast (it turned out to be that way.) Anyhow, these four boys took off by themselves and went down, in Centerville, to go pheasant hunting. It was way down below the main highway, the freeway, on a Sunday afternoon, Budd was home. We were building on to the house at that time, getting the family room done. They all took off and I thought that was because Gail's husband had come and picked them up. They really took off alone. They were gone for hours. Darrell was the only one that shot a pheasant and the others didn't have any success at all. So they decided to come home, they were tired of it. They were standing around in a circle just talking about it and Bruce Roberts started to pump the shells out of his gun. And one of them went off and he was only a few feet away from Darrell and it blew his leg to pieces. It's funny, the doctor said it had to be a miracle because it blew both bones right out of his leg. It didn't touch the main vein that runs right down his leg or he would have bled to death right there. He was bleeding but the main artery wasn't shattered at all, the thing of it was his foot was just dangling. The bones were gone, completely gone. So he couldn't walk and he was a heavy boy then too. So those kids would take turns putting their hands crosswise and carrying him. One would help him get on and they would walk a little ways then they would be so tired that they would have to rest and switch places. They were about 2-3 miles down below the highway. He said that they had to get him over two fences too. Darrell didn't pass out at all and Brent said that Darrell kept saying that he wished he could just pass out. They finally got him up to the highway and they tried to stop cars and no one would stop for them. Finally one car did stop and the man told them that he would go call the police for them. So a policeman came and took them to the hospital. It was amazing that he didn't bleed to death and that they made it to the highway. They were all exhausted because he was so heavy and they were just 15 year old boys.
In all he ended up having 12 operations on that leg. They had to grind up bone and pack it in and then he'd have to wait for it to grow and start to heal and then they would do it all over again. He was out of school for a full year. We had to have a teacher come to our house and teach him. It just took months and months to get him healed. And then he had to have skin grafts after that. He was in the Hospital more than he was home through all of it.
He was late going on a mission because of all of this. He was 21 before he got on a mission. He couldn't go until it was healed. Then he got over there, Korea, and had problems. His leg got infected, we had had trouble with that too, infections getting in his wound. Years later that would put him in the hospital. Anyway while he was over there his leg got an infection in it and they put him in the hospital and fasted and prayed for him and he just healed right up. I never did know about that until one time when a missionary came home from over there and visited us. He told us that he had promised Darrell when he got home he'd go visit his family and tell them how he was doing and such. He said, "how did you feel about him being in the hospital over there?" We didn't know one thing about it! And that was months later, he had never told us.
We went up to Yellowstone a lot because Uncle Jack and Aunt Edna would go up every summer and stay all summer. They would just camp up there so we would go up and stay with them. We only had time to stay a couple days, but it was sure fun. There was a lake in Montana, when we'd go up into Canada, it was a huge lake and we'd take our camper and set up a tent too. The kids just loved to water ski there. The year after Darrell's surgery he was still on crutches and couldn't go up with us. But that trip we had the truck and the boat and were pulling and Budd had to buy 4 new tires for the truck that year. We just kept having blow outs.
Our first trip in a plane, over seas, was to Puerto Rico. We had a wonderful time.
We didn't have another baby until we got home from the war. When the war was over we had Bruce, there's about 4 years between Darrell and Bruce. When Bruce was born I had cooked fried chicken for dinner and Grandma Tingey and I had been bottling beans, string beans, that day. When I got to the hospital I was so sick to my stomach that I vomited up and the doctor said, "I can tell you had fried chicken tonight." I'll never forget that. He was a great baby and a loving child all of his life. He was a quiet baby and I didn't have problems with him. He was beautiful and he was so shy when he was a baby. As he grew I worried about him, if he was outside playing and a plane flew over he would come screaming into the house it frightened him so. He had to be with me or his dad all the time. He always carried a mans handkerchief because he cried so much because of the little things that upset him. He was so cute and sweet. His school teacher, at that time, was trying to teach the children to sight read rather than sound things out and he just didn't get that at all. He got up to the sixth grade and had real trouble with reading. Our next door neighbor was a school teacher and she would take him on Saturdays and work with him. trying to get him ready to go to Junior High School. He got so that he was doing a little better his last year in grade school. That year he had an older lady that was, I just loved her and wanted her to take him under her wing, and she said she had too many students already. But she found a gal that I didn't like at all and she got too sick to work with him. So he ended up back with the first teacher. She came to me one day and said,"he is ready." I said, "I've noticed that, I've had to buy him more books lately." I'd buy him books every time I'd go to town because he just loved them. Horse stories and stuff, you know. He is the only one of my children that will sit down and read. I think it was because of that time of having to read with so many people. It was just from not being able to make the sounds and sound out words. They dropped that program, but Bruce happened to be one of the poor souls that had to do it. I talked to the principle at the junior high school when he got in Junior High, I knew him threw his wife. One day he came over to my home, he called and said he wanted to come and talk to me about Bruce. He came over, I've never had a teacher do that in all of the lifetime of my kids, and he says you worry about him too much. He isn't a straight A student, but he's the kind of boy that is going to be successful in anything he does. He said to quit worrying about him. And he has been, I can go to him for anything. He's a sweet man, he even helped out Jessie, Tricia's mission companion. Just as soon as Tricia told him about her and her leg he wanted to help her right then. So they had her move out here with them so they could fix her leg for her. He's just that way.
I've been very lucky with my kids that way, Darrell had a very sweet heart too. One time I had given him some money to buy some marble with and he came in and told me that one of the boys didn't have any marbles so I let him have my money to buy some marbles, you've got to give me some more money so I can go and get my marbles. All my children have such good hearts.
Oh, we were happy get a little girl. I was so thrilled when she was born. Her two aunts, Aunt May and Aunt Loretta (I lived with Loretta so much of the time when Budd was in the army because she was ill and couldn't be left alone, so I would take my baby and go over there and stay with her, then I would go back to grandma's. She made a spoiled child out of Darrell. She wouldn't let him walk she would carry him everywhere and he didn't want to walk.) They just simply loved her too. They both fought over her and they both said that she looked like them. May would say she is just the image of me and Loretta would say no she is just the image of me. They sure made a fuss over her. I had such wonderful in-laws. They all treated me as if I was their own child. We moved into our new home just before she was born. Trina was really late coming and the doctor kept telling me she was ready to come, but she just wasn't coming. So he told me he had a convention in NY that he had to go and if I wanted him to deliver the baby then I needed to let him give me something so the baby would come.I said, "I don't want another doctor," so I let him give me paregoric and some other pill to start my labor. He said, "I want you to come in and see me when you take these and then go stay with Loretta because when these pills start to work the baby is going to come really fast. So Budd went to work that morning and I went to Loretta's and took the medicine and sure enough it was only about an hour later I was just in real pain. I was ready to have that baby, I called the doctor and I called Budd and Uncle Lee told Loretta to get him some sheets, he wasn't going to have a baby born on the seat in his car. I got in the car with Lee and we went and I was so close to having her that they couldn't even prepare me for the delivery. They got me into the delivery room and she came. They were wheeling me out of that room as Budd walked down the hall trying to find me. So that was my second baby that Budd wasn't there for. But Trina was so cute and such a sweet girl. Much like Bruce she was very kind and thoughtful. In fact I had one lady call me from her ward and she wanted to ask me some questions about Trina. I said, "What has she done?" She said, "She has raised a perfect family."
Although we had a terrible time with her name. Well, it was a name no one had ever heard of before. I had read a novel when we were in NY and I was expecting a baby then (Bruce, but I thought it might be a girl) and the name in the book was Katrina and the called her Trina. I thought, Trina Tingey, that is an ideal name, I had never heard it before. So after Bruce I kept that name in my mind and I told my family and Budd's family and none of them liked the name. Virginia said you could pick any name in the world and it would be better than that name. Oh my gosh, Uncle Mel was the worst and said, "yeah, they'll be calling her Latrina! You just go ahead and do it, you'll see." So we worried and worried about a name for a girl and when it came time to bless her I had picked two or three other names, one was Madeline, I thought I'd like that name so I mentioned it to Virginia and she said, "well, Trina is better than that name!" I couldn't please anyone. So when Budd picked up the baby to go name her he said so is it going to be Madaline? I said as far as I'm concerned that is just fine, I don't care. So he took her up there and blessed her as Trina.
Trina was very sweet and willing to do anything that anyone asked of her. She would not talk about her illness, you would just never know she was miserable. Oh my goodness she was just an angel when Budd was sick. She would come down and clean the house and help me. She married a guy just like her, Dave is such a sweet man. I think that is what was wrong with their children. The children have just gone and done what they pleased because their parents were so sweet and didn't punish them when they needed to. She always told me that Richard was the sweetest of the whole family, he has a very tender heart. You wouldn't think that of him until you get to know him. When she got really bad he's the one that hurried home to see if he could help her, it worried him. He was so afraid of losing his mother. He's still like that now, if he comes in and that baby is here he immediately has to have that baby (Haze?) no matter who else has got him. He'll be a good father someday. I'm truly sorry that Trina had to go and I don't know if she hadn't have gotten that toxic shock if she could have lived a normal life. I don't know. I really do feel that the Lord answered our prayers about it. When she was so bad I went in the hospital, when she had toxic shock, I would go in and sit by her side if she was awake otherwise I would lie down in the other room on a bench. All of the family helped, it was so terrible. I lived in sort of a daze, even too look back on it I couldn't see things very clearly at that time. It was so bad, the doctor told me at that time that this was a new disease we don not know what causes it we do not know what to do for it. We are trying to save lives, we've had a lot of deaths and some that live through it. He said we'll do all that we can and I said we are praying hard for her. The ward fasted and prayed for her two different times and the family was praying constantly. I kept saying to the Lord, "let her live to raise those children to where they can take over their lives for themselves." Sara was only 3 years old when Trina went to the hospital, she had her whole life ahead of her. I think that He did answer my prayers. It was Sarah's first year at college, down at Dixie, and Richard was at UVSC in Orem when Trina passed on. But they were at a point where things were going alright and I think the Lord answered my prayers and I should have asked for more. At the time all I could think was let her get those kids raised, let their other do it.
I can remember when she first got sick, she was about a year old and I would sit and rock her and then Bruce would crawl up on my lap, he had to be rocked too.
Curt was a hard, long labor. He took a long time coming because he was turned around. They had to get another doctor to help my doctor turn the baby. They had to go up in me with their hands to turn that baby. I was out of it enough that I didn't feel it, I didn't even know at the time that there was another doctor there helping my doctor until we got the bill from him. I was so upset because I hadn't heard of this other doctor before. They just couldn't get my baby turned around. When they told me I had a beautiful baby boy I thought that isn't what I want, I want a girl. But the funniest thing is that anytime you see your baby you just fall in love. When I looked at him I was in love and he was my treasure. I was so out of it after he came, they were wheeling me down the hall and Budd was walking beside me and I can remember that but I can't remember talking to him. But Budd said I was crying and yelling, we won't ever do this again will we! He said he was ready to turn and walk the other way. Curt was a really cute little guy. We spoiled him completely and if he didn't win every game we played he'd get mad and wouldn't play anymore. I'd sit him on a chair and tell him he had to sit for 15 minutes if he was really mean when playing. One time he was out playing with some neighbor kids and he wanted to have the ball and it wasn't his turn to have the ball so I told him to come in and sit down on the chair. He came in and looked up at me and said, "I was tired anyway mom." Growing up he was always trying to beat the other kids and that is a hard thing to do. Bruce just teased him to no end and I know when Bruce went on his mission Curt was so glad. He said he was glad to see him go because he wouldn't have to put up with his teasing anymore. When it came time for Bruce to come home he said, "I'm not happy about it, you might be happy about it, but I'm not happy to see him. I don't want him to come home, he'll just start being mean to me again." I said, "no he won't, he'll be a lot different this time, he'll really be different and won't be mean to you because he's a missionary now." And that darn Bruce came in and started rubbing his fist on Curt's short hair and Curt started yelling, "See mom! See!? He hasn't changed!"
We sent Bruce on his mission to the Southern States and went to California. We went to Disneyland with Curt and Trina and stayed at Aunt Lola's house. When we went we called Margine, Lola's sister (they had a bigger home than Lola so we thought we'd stay with them.) Their son that was Bruce's age was also going on a mission and so we traded homes and stayed in their home while we were there. And they had a cat that we had to take care of (lots of laughter) and she said she never let the cat outside, and he has to have medicine every day. Well, she gave us a whole list of rules for that cat. Anyway, something was wrong with their refrigerator and so she had the top door tied shut. So if you wanted to have a cold drink with ice in it you had to untie the door. One time Budd forgot to tie it back up and it leaked all over their kitchen floor. And then Budd taking care of that cat was just a hoot! We let the cat out one time and Lola had to come over and help us find that cat. So Budd left the cleverest letter on their fridge when we left. He said, "I wish you'd do something with this refrigerator that wets it's pants all the time!" and something about the damn cat. He called it the Damn Cat. Then he remarked that they owed us like a million dollars because we didn't leave anything like that for them to put up with at our home. And because he was a doctor he could afford it. It was a fun trip.
They all grew up and are wonderful children. They all had piano lessons. I had a ruler and would touch the notes and say play that, play that and sometimes I'd get mad and say play that! And I'd tear the book with the ruler. Bruce was the worst. He didn't get very far with music. One day he was sitting at the piano and just looking around the room, he had hay fever really bad and it was always worse when he played the piano. He was looking around the room and he said, "Mom, do you know what I would do if all this room was made of Chocolate? Do you know what I would eat first?" I said, "Yes I do, now start playing it." He said, "Well, how did you know it would be the piano?"
Budd played a ukulele and a guitar. He played the harmonica, boy he could sure play the ukulele though. He sure could have gone places with music if he had had any lessons, but he was the 12th child. Grandma Tingey had nothing left to even try to teach him. All of the girls in the family could play piano and Uncle Mel plays the violin, but Budd didn't get an opportunity at all.
Darrell could play the piano, when he went on his mission he wrote and told me he was sure glad he took piano lessons because they didn't have anyone who could play over there (Korea.) Darrell could play, he wasn't really good at it because I let him quit taking lessons. He also played the harmonica. Once year I gave each of the children a piano for Christmas, but Rita had her sisters piano and didn't want one. Darrell's second wife didn't want the piano either, so when he married Beth and their kids were old enough I gave mine to them.
Trina also could play, when she passed away she was the pianist for the primary.
Thursday, March 13, 2014
Centerville - After the War
Centerville - After the War
When we came home Uncle Tom and his family, from California, were living with Grandma Tingey. Uncle Happ and Tom started a business here during the war. It was a re-tread tire company. When we got home they were still at it and so we moved in with Grandma upstairs and they were downstairs. Darrell and their little girl didn't get along very well together. I was so glad to see them move back to California because the kids were fighting and quarreling all the time. They had 3 or 4 kids by then and they were all close together in age. They had a boy younger than Darrell and a daughter a few months older than Darrell and another daughter a couple years older than Darrell and they would get together and gang up on Darrell. We got home in June and in August I had Bruce so we had a house full at Grandma's.
I really hated to leave New York, because we had been so happy there and we were coming home to nothing. Budd didn't even have a job, he went back to Union Pacific but they didn't have anything good for him. They just put him back where he had been which was a beginning position without good wages. Soon after that, why, Standard Oil of California came in and built their refinery and when they began taking applications Budd went right out there and applied because he had been in transportation since he had been home from his mission until we went to war. They took him right in and put him in transportation and as he grew into it he had a real good job there. He was the manager of the distribution of the oil. It was a good enough job that he didn't want to quit it to start a new business. He said I can handle two jobs and he started a new company with Eric Hogan. He and Eric were really close friends and when Eric got home he lived with his grandparents and they didn't have enough money to send him back to college. So, Eric and Budd got together and decided they would start a building business. Eric had been a brick hauler for his uncle who built houses and his back was getting so bad that he couldn't lift the bricks. He knew he wasn't going to be able to do that the rest of his life. So they decided to see if they could build a house and sell it before they started the business. Also, at that time it was hard to get lumber because the government had taken every lumber company to build what they wanted built for the war. So their biggest problem was trying to find somebody who had wood that wasn't green, it had to be seasoned wood to build a house. Budd had a cousin up in Washington, so he called Charlie to see if he had some wood that he could ship down. He told Budd that he was part owner of a company up there and that he could ship him down some wood. He said it might not be completely dry, but that Budd could store it on the lot and use it as it dried out. So, after they built their first house they went in with Charlie and his company so they could get wood for the homes that they were building, because it took years before they had decent wood here to build a home with. You don't know all the ins and out s that go with building. They were just building homes here in Centerville and Bountiful. The first building other than a home was when they enlarged the old church house in Centerville. They bid on that and got the bid and that was the first building going into commercial work. They liked that, Eric especially liked it a whole lot more, because he didn't have the women changing their minds. He'd get something into a home and the woman would say I don't like that there or can you do this or that. He could do it but it would cost more and the people building didn't want to pay more. They had trouble with women. After the church Eric said he didn't want to build another home for as long as he lived. So they got started into the commercial building business doing schools and stuff like that. They did a lot of schools and some hospitals too. They built two hospitals in Nevada and they built schools down there too. They've done a lot of that and the business was getting good when Budd died. By then he had worked 26 years at Chevron Oil and decided to retire. He thought they were doing well enough with the building business that he'd retire. That was in 1976 that he retired and he died in 1982. But after he left the Oil business the building business just picked right up, it was amazing how much bigger it got with him being there all the time. He knew what he was doing.
We lived with Grandma Tingey for two years until we saved enough money to build a home. Bruce was two years old when Budd started to dig the foundation. Darrell and Bruce got a long really well, although Darrell would knock Bruce down a lot when they were running or playing, just because he was so much bigger. We started early in the spring and we got into it before Trina was born, which was about March. So it took about a whole year. We did as much of it as we could, I helped paint the eves around the house and the windows. Budd would put up the scaffolding for me before he would go to work and I would paint. One day I stepped back to look to see if I had missed any spots and I went right off into the hole around the house. Here I was pregnant and I thought I had killed myself it hurt so bad. I also got up on the roof and helped roof the house. After that I painted the house all the time., I sure hated it but I could do a better job than the painters could.
After we were in the house Budd had some friends that lived out east, but they had known each other from serving overseas together. They came and stayed with us for a couple of weeks. They sure did love the Great Salt Lake, we went out there three or four times with them. It was a regular attraction then, they had dressing rooms and everything and I don't think they do anymore. I did not like swimming in the Lake at all. If you got down under you couldn't get back up. If your feet were up and your head was down you had to fight for your life, it was so salty it was holding you down. Then the salt would cake on you, I couldn't stand that. I talked them out of swimming in it.
We loved our home and as the kids got older we remodeled our home and added the family room on, because we didn't have any room for the kids to play. When they first dug they were going to put a basement in the home, they hit water. He had a cousin tell him that there had been a well there at one time, he was an older man. He said I know that there was a well there, right where we were building our house. So we decided that we would dig deep enough just to put a furnace in and just have the furnace room down there. Anyway, we just didn't have enough room and Gary Tingey came and lived with us after his first year of college. He had bought a convertible and was just a playboy. I think Darrell was about a Sophomore in High School. His folks were so mad at him. His sister, she was valedictorian at her High School and was in college a year ahead of him. Here he comes and leaves college, so they were mad at him. So they called Budd and asked him if he could take him on and have him work in the building business. So Budd said sure, send him down, and he can stay here with us. And that's what we did, I had him there with us until he got married. So that was another reason that we felt we had to build a family room on. We just didn't have enough room for all of us to sit down at the kitchen table at that house. We changed a lot of things on the inside during that time too. We made that upstairs room (attic above the garage) when Curt came along, because the boys didn't have enough room. We had three bedrooms, the room we used as the study was just big enough for a single bed and that's where Trina was.
We were changing things all the time. I wanted a two story home with a beautiful entrance way with pillars and stuff. We went over this every year as spring was breaking Budd would say get out your plans and we'll go and find a place to build a new home. He'd say that every year. So I just worked on plans, worked on plans and worked on plans all the time. Then when it would come right down to it he'd say I've been looking and looking and there's just no place to build a home. He was happy where he was, but we did that all through our lives. I was looking at house plans and he was encouraging me until it came right down to having to do it and then he'd give his excuses that we couldn't do it. It was a comfortable home and it was dumb for me to even think of moving. After the kids got old enough to leave home, why, it was plenty big. After Budd died I lived there for seven years. I finally made a whole list of things, a whole page of things that I took over to Bruce and I said these are the things that need to be done in that house. It needed a new roof and a new furnace, it just needed so many things plus painting. So he said mom you've been traveling all around the world and we're sick and tired of taking care of it. Why don't you sale it and get by one of your kids and let them take care of you and watch the house while your on your trips. Cause we went every year somewhere, Stella and I did. I decided that's what I ought to do. Bruce thought I'd go up to Trina's, he said, "go up to Trina's, they've got property going up the hill." When I got up there and looked at all that gravelly mountain and stuff I said to Trina, "I wouldn't even be able to walk down to see you because it's so steep." She's the one that should have had me, really, you know. In my thinking because she was my only daughter. i didn't want anyone else to have the burden of having me if I got sick or something. I just thought my daughter should do it. I told Bruce that I just couldn't live up that hill by Trina. So he asked me where else I'd want to go. I told him that I didn't want to leave Centerville so lets go look around your place. So that's how I got here (93 Rosewood Circle, Centerville, UT). So Bruce took me around to all of the lots that were around in this area. This one worked out so that it was easy for Bruce and Rita to take care of me and the house. I didn't realize how wonderful a cal-da-sac is, I love this cal-da-sac. You feel closer to the people and to watch the kids play. On the 4th of July all the neighbors go out and light fireworks and I can go out and watch them in the middle of that street. It's been wonderful and I've thought so much how Budd would like this home, but we would have never have had it if he had kept on living. He was happy where he was. He never liked to have the furniture moved so I would never change anything around. If I did he would say don't do that. I'm that same way now, I have to keep things just like they are. I wouldn't have been that way if it hadn't have been for him.
When we came home Uncle Tom and his family, from California, were living with Grandma Tingey. Uncle Happ and Tom started a business here during the war. It was a re-tread tire company. When we got home they were still at it and so we moved in with Grandma upstairs and they were downstairs. Darrell and their little girl didn't get along very well together. I was so glad to see them move back to California because the kids were fighting and quarreling all the time. They had 3 or 4 kids by then and they were all close together in age. They had a boy younger than Darrell and a daughter a few months older than Darrell and another daughter a couple years older than Darrell and they would get together and gang up on Darrell. We got home in June and in August I had Bruce so we had a house full at Grandma's.
I really hated to leave New York, because we had been so happy there and we were coming home to nothing. Budd didn't even have a job, he went back to Union Pacific but they didn't have anything good for him. They just put him back where he had been which was a beginning position without good wages. Soon after that, why, Standard Oil of California came in and built their refinery and when they began taking applications Budd went right out there and applied because he had been in transportation since he had been home from his mission until we went to war. They took him right in and put him in transportation and as he grew into it he had a real good job there. He was the manager of the distribution of the oil. It was a good enough job that he didn't want to quit it to start a new business. He said I can handle two jobs and he started a new company with Eric Hogan. He and Eric were really close friends and when Eric got home he lived with his grandparents and they didn't have enough money to send him back to college. So, Eric and Budd got together and decided they would start a building business. Eric had been a brick hauler for his uncle who built houses and his back was getting so bad that he couldn't lift the bricks. He knew he wasn't going to be able to do that the rest of his life. So they decided to see if they could build a house and sell it before they started the business. Also, at that time it was hard to get lumber because the government had taken every lumber company to build what they wanted built for the war. So their biggest problem was trying to find somebody who had wood that wasn't green, it had to be seasoned wood to build a house. Budd had a cousin up in Washington, so he called Charlie to see if he had some wood that he could ship down. He told Budd that he was part owner of a company up there and that he could ship him down some wood. He said it might not be completely dry, but that Budd could store it on the lot and use it as it dried out. So, after they built their first house they went in with Charlie and his company so they could get wood for the homes that they were building, because it took years before they had decent wood here to build a home with. You don't know all the ins and out s that go with building. They were just building homes here in Centerville and Bountiful. The first building other than a home was when they enlarged the old church house in Centerville. They bid on that and got the bid and that was the first building going into commercial work. They liked that, Eric especially liked it a whole lot more, because he didn't have the women changing their minds. He'd get something into a home and the woman would say I don't like that there or can you do this or that. He could do it but it would cost more and the people building didn't want to pay more. They had trouble with women. After the church Eric said he didn't want to build another home for as long as he lived. So they got started into the commercial building business doing schools and stuff like that. They did a lot of schools and some hospitals too. They built two hospitals in Nevada and they built schools down there too. They've done a lot of that and the business was getting good when Budd died. By then he had worked 26 years at Chevron Oil and decided to retire. He thought they were doing well enough with the building business that he'd retire. That was in 1976 that he retired and he died in 1982. But after he left the Oil business the building business just picked right up, it was amazing how much bigger it got with him being there all the time. He knew what he was doing.
We lived with Grandma Tingey for two years until we saved enough money to build a home. Bruce was two years old when Budd started to dig the foundation. Darrell and Bruce got a long really well, although Darrell would knock Bruce down a lot when they were running or playing, just because he was so much bigger. We started early in the spring and we got into it before Trina was born, which was about March. So it took about a whole year. We did as much of it as we could, I helped paint the eves around the house and the windows. Budd would put up the scaffolding for me before he would go to work and I would paint. One day I stepped back to look to see if I had missed any spots and I went right off into the hole around the house. Here I was pregnant and I thought I had killed myself it hurt so bad. I also got up on the roof and helped roof the house. After that I painted the house all the time., I sure hated it but I could do a better job than the painters could.
After we were in the house Budd had some friends that lived out east, but they had known each other from serving overseas together. They came and stayed with us for a couple of weeks. They sure did love the Great Salt Lake, we went out there three or four times with them. It was a regular attraction then, they had dressing rooms and everything and I don't think they do anymore. I did not like swimming in the Lake at all. If you got down under you couldn't get back up. If your feet were up and your head was down you had to fight for your life, it was so salty it was holding you down. Then the salt would cake on you, I couldn't stand that. I talked them out of swimming in it.
We loved our home and as the kids got older we remodeled our home and added the family room on, because we didn't have any room for the kids to play. When they first dug they were going to put a basement in the home, they hit water. He had a cousin tell him that there had been a well there at one time, he was an older man. He said I know that there was a well there, right where we were building our house. So we decided that we would dig deep enough just to put a furnace in and just have the furnace room down there. Anyway, we just didn't have enough room and Gary Tingey came and lived with us after his first year of college. He had bought a convertible and was just a playboy. I think Darrell was about a Sophomore in High School. His folks were so mad at him. His sister, she was valedictorian at her High School and was in college a year ahead of him. Here he comes and leaves college, so they were mad at him. So they called Budd and asked him if he could take him on and have him work in the building business. So Budd said sure, send him down, and he can stay here with us. And that's what we did, I had him there with us until he got married. So that was another reason that we felt we had to build a family room on. We just didn't have enough room for all of us to sit down at the kitchen table at that house. We changed a lot of things on the inside during that time too. We made that upstairs room (attic above the garage) when Curt came along, because the boys didn't have enough room. We had three bedrooms, the room we used as the study was just big enough for a single bed and that's where Trina was.
We were changing things all the time. I wanted a two story home with a beautiful entrance way with pillars and stuff. We went over this every year as spring was breaking Budd would say get out your plans and we'll go and find a place to build a new home. He'd say that every year. So I just worked on plans, worked on plans and worked on plans all the time. Then when it would come right down to it he'd say I've been looking and looking and there's just no place to build a home. He was happy where he was, but we did that all through our lives. I was looking at house plans and he was encouraging me until it came right down to having to do it and then he'd give his excuses that we couldn't do it. It was a comfortable home and it was dumb for me to even think of moving. After the kids got old enough to leave home, why, it was plenty big. After Budd died I lived there for seven years. I finally made a whole list of things, a whole page of things that I took over to Bruce and I said these are the things that need to be done in that house. It needed a new roof and a new furnace, it just needed so many things plus painting. So he said mom you've been traveling all around the world and we're sick and tired of taking care of it. Why don't you sale it and get by one of your kids and let them take care of you and watch the house while your on your trips. Cause we went every year somewhere, Stella and I did. I decided that's what I ought to do. Bruce thought I'd go up to Trina's, he said, "go up to Trina's, they've got property going up the hill." When I got up there and looked at all that gravelly mountain and stuff I said to Trina, "I wouldn't even be able to walk down to see you because it's so steep." She's the one that should have had me, really, you know. In my thinking because she was my only daughter. i didn't want anyone else to have the burden of having me if I got sick or something. I just thought my daughter should do it. I told Bruce that I just couldn't live up that hill by Trina. So he asked me where else I'd want to go. I told him that I didn't want to leave Centerville so lets go look around your place. So that's how I got here (93 Rosewood Circle, Centerville, UT). So Bruce took me around to all of the lots that were around in this area. This one worked out so that it was easy for Bruce and Rita to take care of me and the house. I didn't realize how wonderful a cal-da-sac is, I love this cal-da-sac. You feel closer to the people and to watch the kids play. On the 4th of July all the neighbors go out and light fireworks and I can go out and watch them in the middle of that street. It's been wonderful and I've thought so much how Budd would like this home, but we would have never have had it if he had kept on living. He was happy where he was. He never liked to have the furniture moved so I would never change anything around. If I did he would say don't do that. I'm that same way now, I have to keep things just like they are. I wouldn't have been that way if it hadn't have been for him.
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