Grandma and Grandpa

Groom's Name: Wilmer Murray




Groom's Birth Date: 18 Aug 1902



Groom's Birthplace: Vernal, Utah



Groom's Age:



Bride's Name: Anna M. Winkler



Bride's Birth Date: 30 Aug 1906



Bride's Birthplace: Ferron, Utah



Bride's Age:



Marriage Date: 08 Dec 1923



Marriage Place: Uintah, Utah



Groom's Father's Name: James B. Murray



Groom's Mother's Name: Atta Ashby



Bride's Father's Name: Herman J. Winkler



Bride's Mother's Name: M. Verona Gardner



Groom's Race: White



Groom's Marital Status: Single



Groom's Previous Wife's Name:



Bride's Race: White



Bride's Marital Status: Single



Bride's Previous Husband's Name:



Indexing Project (Batch) Number: M74682-5



System Origin: Utah-EASy



Source Film Number: 481105



Reference Number: 1162



Collection: Utah Marriages, 1887-1966

Jerry Murray Family

Jerry Murray Family


While in Utah we took two trips to Myton to do a little work on the house. On one trip we noted there was an oil rig on the old farm. So we drove over to it. There it was as big as life. It was sitting on the 20 acre field where I have cut a lot hay. We were back out in Myton about ten days later so I thought we should go check it out again, and to our surprise, it was gone. It looked like it had been moved up on the north Myton bench. Our thought of getting rich quickly vanished.

We have been home for nearly two months and have been working at the house and spending some time helping at the Mission Office. They have us doing apartment inspections - Not the funnest task as we find that some missionaries are better housekeepers than others. Marylyn is the sergeant of arms and the master inspector. I just make sure she gets to the apartments on time.

We had Allison here for Thanksgiving for a short visit and then she was off to Morgan Hill to stay a few days with Lisa and Bob. We only had a small group for Thanksgiving for a change as Susannah, Kevin , Allison, Jennifer and her dog represented the family. On the Saturday after Thanksgiving, we had the grandchildren and their parents. We ate too much and spent too many days eating. I guess that is what Thanksgiving is all about.

The Bishop asked me to be in charge of the ward Christmas party. It was a lot of work in a short amount of time. However, the ham was great and there was a lot of food. The only problem was that the High Priests provided pumpkin pies but no whipped cream. A rather dry dessert.

As soon as the party was over we headed down to Morgan Hill to help Lisa and Bob get unpacked in their new home. It is a new home but they have found there are a few problems with the house as it foreclosed before it was finished. They purchased it as is and so are responsible for fixing all the little items the contractor did not finish because they were not paid - like the gas outlet for the dryer did not have shut off valve ( a dad project). No code for the gate opener - still researching. One of the five bath room showers only has hot water - a major plumbing problem and a major leak in the sprinkler system. We were able to stop the leak but it will have to be fixed in the spring. A few other problems like trying to determine what all the light switches control. Other than that, it is a great house. We were there for five days and all tuckered out. It was good to be home in our small house where we did not have to walk so far to get from one end of the house to the other.

We will be picking Allison up tonight from the airport to spend Christmas with us and then she will head down to Lisa's to spend another few days. She just returned from an exciting trip to Prague and a side trip to Austria. She has become our world traveler. Jenn is off to Hawaii for Christmas. Lyle and family will join us here on Christmas morning to open presents. Susannah and Kevin are spending Christmas with Kevin's family this year. We will go to Lisa's after Christmas to work on their house some more.

Merry Christmas to all of you! We love remembering our time in Nauvoo with lots of the Murray family. Thank you again to the Tucker Family for making it all happen.

Just a side note regarding Neil's lunchroom story about me…Mom had been asked to work in the lunchroom and I was only 5 years old and she had no babysitter for me. She worked out an agreement with the principal that I would go to first grade at age 5, and that is the reason I was eating at the school lunchroom. Neil was right…Mom made sure that I cleaned up my plate because none of us would eat the "stuff" Neil brought home to the pig disposal!!!

Letter from Neil R

Dear Family November 24, 2010

Once again we come to the end a month and it is time that I wrote a note for the blog. It is always a challenge to know just what to write about, mainly I guess, because at this time of the year there does not seem to be that much going on in my life. Let’s see, I could tell you about my back ache or the leaves coming off my mulberry tree or Brandon taking his scouts for an outing at our house in Myton or the fact that winter is now here or ---.
Yes, last night, ahead of the storm which did not happen at our house, the cold front, which did happen at our house, caused the leaves to decide to detach them selves from the mulberry tree. As they did so the wind distributed a lot of them up and down the street to my neighbors. I’m sure they appreciated my contribution. Anyhow when morning came there was still a pile of them in the middle of the street so I took my blower and rake out and went to work. Soon, with the help of the neighbor we had them corralled and in the bag.
Brandon took the scouts from his Ward, which is in our Stake, out to the Myton homestead for a service project. You know when he was asking me if he could do this I did not realize that these kids all live in apartments and seldom if ever have and opportunity to experience such a large area with out bounds. I guess they raked leaves and could not help but jump and play in them before bagging them. I guess from all reports that they had a ball.
Also included with this note is a story time item that I hope Jerry does not mind me telling. As I was writing it I realized that it was all from my point of view and stories Jerry has told me so if you have a different point of view please let me know and we can make the appropriate change in the future.
In the mean time I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving.
Love You, Neil R


Winter in Buckeye 1957

Winter in Hyrum about 1965

Story Time--Garbage

Story Time -- Garbage
By Neil R

It seems that the talk shows on radio spend a lot of time discussing School lunch programs and the unhealthy eating habits of our school children. While Jerry was here we also took the opportunity to discuss, from days gone by, our school lunch experiences. Now, myself I never did eat school lunch at the elementary nor do I remember what we did for lunch while we attended school at Las Vegas. We however, must have had a lunch period because I can remember the activities we had after lunch. Jerry, however, had lunch room experiences at Myton. As I recall after we returned form Las Vegas Dad worked out here on the front for about three years while the family continued to live in Myton. It seems that Mother either had the opportunity or took the opportunity to work in the lunch room and teach school. When mother taught it must have been the first grade because she got permission to take Jerry to school with her. Jerry was but five or less at the time. So, for how many years I don’t know, Jerry was under the watchful eye of his mother both when she was working in the lunch room and teaching in the school room. Now I know just a little bit about Jerry’s plight due to this situation because when I was in school at Myton Elementary my teachers were living at our house. This put me in an interesting situation where there was not a thing I could do without Mother knowing about it. This is the term my Mother always used on me “Neil, that does not become you”. Well back to Jerry, and we will just talk about the lunch room here and save the school room for another time. It seems in that day, even though they had wonderful food they still had the challenge of getting the children to eat their food. I guess it is because as children we let our eyes do the tasting. As a result a lot of the food ended up in the garbage can. Well it seems that mother would monitor what her son did or did not eat. According to Jerry, mother was continually sending him back to clean up his plate. Well, like I found in life, people, and in this case the children, soon came up with an innovative way to solve Jerry’s problem. One of Jerry’s friends, I guess it was a friend, said to Jerry “Put the food you do not want to eat on my plate”. This is what they did. The friend would discard the food in the garbage and walk out and Jerry with a clean tray would also be allowed to leave and I’m sure mother was really pleased with her son who no longer wasted any of his food.
Now just a little side note, in those days the food disposal unit, as we know it, had not as yet been invented and I’m not sure it’s invention was a good thing, but we did have a disposal available to us. It was called a pig. When mother was working at the lunch room, to help her, in the morning before school I would go to the lunch room and start the fires in the cook stoves and in the evening I would go to the lunch room and get the garbage can which was always full and bring it to our house. What would I do with it? I would feed it to our disposal unit. I must say that pig never did turn up its nose at this offering and he or her was a very healthy pig.


Dinner Time at the Murray’s


Our Disposal Unit

From Anna and Wilmer Murray’s Journal November 2010

Thursday 1, 1979

We went up to the landfill to dump our cans. Visited with Ralph Ive and told him we would call George Merrett about his cat not starting. We went out to Clyde’s, then rushed back to get ready to go the funeral of Allen and June Roper who were killed when their Jeep rolled of the mountain. We forgot to call George,

The funeral was big and a nice one. We saw Garn and Barbara Gilbert and Grant and Syble Peel. He sang, “I need thee Every Hour”. We saw Bernard Winkle, Velma and Ross, Verona, Bud and Doug Holgate, sat by Lola Jones, Mary Dump and Merion Monson.

Don Brokaw called to say they were going to the Temple in Bobbie Kynenston’s place. They will pick us up at 9:30 tomorrow. So I pressed Dad’s robe and packed out clothes to go to the Neil’s or the Darrell’s. Called Ella, she is down with the flu but said
she is better. Then called Darrell’s. Dad said he didn’t want to stay out there but we decided we would. We went to bed early.

Friday 2, 1979

We were ready when Don and Dorelda came and we were soon on our way. We had a good trip out, no storms. We ate our sandwiches as we were going down Daniels Canyon. They ate theirs in Provo Canyon. We went to the 12:20 session and the 2:00 session. They were enjoyable. Then we went to eat and then to the sealing. Superintendent Law was our officiator. He was Superintendent when the Myton School was built. We sealed 160 children to parents. There were two couples besides us. We had just started good when Hallis Hullinger came in with a young couple who had a sealing to perform. So we witensed the sealing of the Spanish boy’s great grandparents. He and his wife were proxies and his step father and Wilmer were the witnesses. During the sealing I had a great felling in my breast, I’m sure it was being accepted. This was while I was proxy for a child. When we were through Brother Law said these dead people could have been right in the room.

We had to wait for our lockers. I got dressed first so went to call Neil. He wasn’t home but Ella said to wait there for him. When I talked to Dad he said lets go home. So we called Ella back, she seemed disappointed. Don would have taken us to Neil’s but Dad is getting like Grandma Winkler, he wants to be home. We arrived about 9:45. Lester called to see if we wanted to kill the lambs tomorrow. I talked to Raija, she and Perry are there. Called Darrell’s, Darrell says they will come next week to get their lamb.

Mother and Dad - Myton

LaVora, Dad and Mother - Orem

My first post!!

Well it's taken me way too long to post on this blog...but since the weather has been getting colder recently, I've finally broken out my winter apparel.

I love my warm winter socks! Aunt Charlene custom made these socks to fit my feet. They are comfortable and warm, but most of all they remind me of a fantastic aunt who loves me a lot--so much that she made me awesome socks.

I love you, Aunt Charlene!

And I love the whole Murray family!

History: A story about LaVora and Clyde: School Days

This took place in about 1933 or 1934




There used to be a school house at Altonah. As a matter of fact there was at one time a fair sized town. There was at least two stores, a gas station, church house, a school, a cheese factory, a Post Office, etc.



Probably all or at least most of the Murray children went to school there. This town of Altonah was located about two miles or so south east of where we used to live. The most I remember was when I used to go for the mail when living with Grandmother and Grandfather Murray during the summer months. At any rate the story as I remember it as told by LaVora.



To get to school, in the summer, LaVora and Clyde used to ride a horse named Twin. Uncle Boyd was the proud owner of this horse but it seems that one time or another all of us have ridden him. LaVora said that Grandfather Murray used to see that she and Clyde were on Twin, then he would take the rope that was tied around Twin’s neck, make a half hitch knot and slip it around Twins nose and hand the rope to the children. This rope with the loop on Twin’s nose was their means of guiding the horse. We used to use this concept quite a bit in place of a bridal and bit. I’m sure the reason why Grandfather used it was so that the horse would not have to stand all day at school with a bit in his mouth. For when the children would get to school they had a little enclosure, a corral, they would put Twin in, close the gate and go to school.



LaVora said she used to worry about Twin standing in the corral all day without food or water. But when they got out of school Twin would still be there waiting for them. LaVora said she and Clyde would push and lead Twin up to the pole fence then climb up on the pole fence and then climb over on to Twin’s back. I can just see them going through this procedure. I would guess they at that age was just about as tall as the under side of Twin’s stomach. So not being tall enough to reach Twin’s nose, they would not be able to put the loop on his nose and once on the horse they could not reach the rope that was still on the ground. No need to worry, however, Twin knew the way home and where there was no way for them to control him there was only one place he wanted to go, Home! So they, having no control would just sit back and go along for the ride.



The ride usually went like this. First there was the stop at the canal where Twin took care of his thirst and then he would head straight for home with the rope dragging along behind. They must have been all of 6 years old. This is the way it was done in the good old days on the farm in Altonah.

Up date - August 21, 2000

While riding with LaVora and John after visiting Perry and Raya on the 6 August 2000. LaVora was telling of her school days in Altonah. Following the time that Grandfather and Grandmother Murray’s home burned they rented a house in the town of Altonah. While going to school during the week LaVora would stay in town with her Grandparents. On Friday after school let out she would walk the two miles home and spent the week end with her family. Can you visualize a six year old, now days, being allowed to walk two miles alone with out anyone knowing about it?

Boyd and Twin

From Anna and Wilmer Murray’s Journal October 2010

From Anna and Wilmer Murray’s Journal October 2010




Thursday, October 11, 1979

This morning, Dad cut sweet peas all day. I pulled some beets and put them on to cook. Fixed some rice to go with the chicken soup. It was good. Slade and Even come over to play. I’m too sleepy to write. I have had cramps all day. Had the trots and vomited. Really don’t fell sick only cramps off and on. I finally took some peptibismol, that helped. I meant to go to Relief Society this evening but didn’t have enough ambition, so I tied on the quilt after getting it on the frames. We went to bed early.

Darrell called and said they would be here tomorrow and to meet them at eleven O clock to go after wood.

We finally received a letter from the Jerry’s. They received Susannah’s pictures okay.



Friday October 12, 1979

We are still having wood hauling weather. Tomorrow would be Deward’s fifty fifth birthday. We were awake at 4:15. I wrote to the Jerry’s and then went down to get the chicken out of the deep freeze and thaw it out and fix it. I cleaned up a little and made a sheet cake. After breakfast I fixed tomatoes, cucumbers and sandwiches. Before we knew it the clock said 10:15 so we rushed through the dishes and were on our way to meet the Darrell’s. We stopped for gas in Duchesne. No one was at the turn off so we went to the Strawberry River turn off. No one there either. I mended my gloves on and finished them befor anyone showed up. Finally after waiting half an hour a brand new Dodge Truck drove up and honked. It has a club cab so everyone had room. We were looking for a little red car or a blue ford. Soon we were at the wood place and had a load on. We ate our lunch on the back of the new truck. Then carefully loaded a couple of big sticks on, being very careful nor to scratch the new body. Darrell had a rug in the bottom. Little Jon rode to the woods with us. He is so cute. He also rode home with us and worried because his dad was out of site. He was afraid his Dad was going to fast and a cop would get him. Darrell had tried to split one of the big pieces of wood but couldn’t get it onlyu a few chunks. He got all the wedges in and couldn’t get them out. By the time we got here they, he and jeff had the log unloaded and split. We unloaded the wood and I tied on the little quilt for a while. Then started supper. Dad and Darrell dug strawberry plants. Then after we ate they were on their way back home. Surely hated to see them go.

We cleaned up the dishes and put them in the dishwasher. Called to see if Sister Balford wants to go to Vernal with me tomorrow to the D.U.P. convention or not. She doesn’t, so I called Thema Perry. We talked for some time. Soon we were in bed and fast asleep after a good day.

Dad and Mother Going for a load of wood   abt October 1979

Pictures from Neil

The Hunters  about 1949  Jerry, Dewey and Neil – Ella took picture

Logan, Utah   Shawna, Kerstin and Sharon   abt 1960

Dear Family

Dear Family October 29, 2010


This month, like many before it, has gone by fast leaving in it’s wake many fond memories. It was fun having LaVora, Jerry and Marylyn here. While they were here we attended the Temple, shared meals, picked apples and grapes, dried apples, and tripped to the Basin. They have returned home now and I was glad to receive word of their safe arrival. It leaves it a little lonely but there is still plenty to keep me busy.
While they were here Jerry picked my apples and helped me pick the grapes. So all the time LaVora was here she was helping me do apples. She wanted me to do the grapes too but I decided that I would do them later. I should have taken her up on her offer because they, the grapes, started to spoil by the time I got to them. I however salvaged them and they are now in the bottles in the form of juice. I only have a few apples left I have been wondering if I want to dry them.

We were able to attend the Provo and Timpanogos Templs. It is always nice to attend the Temple with family. It seems they have made a few changes in the Temples. There is not as much carpet as there used to be. Maybe the tile is easer to keep up.

For the trip to the Basin Jerry decided to go by way of Wolf Creek Pass. It is always a nice drive because there is lots of beautiful country to experience. I was a little disappointed because when I told Marylyn to watch for the Elk, there wasn’t any. They were gone. We stopped at the Bluebell Cemetery. While there Jerry did a little pruning on the bush by Grandmother and Grandfather Winkler’s grave. Before going to Myton we stopped at the Frontier for dinner. Yes, we all had a scone with our meals.


I hope this note finds everyone well.

Love,
Neil

We're Going to Need a Bigger Bed!

Lisa and Lyle's kids got together for a cousin's weekend!

Story Time

Story Time


Some Things I remember September 12, 2010



This past month I have had the privilege of having member of Dewey and Beverly’s family pay me a visit. First it was Erricka and Bruce with their children Danelle and James. Then it was Tahnee with her room mate. While Bruce and Erricka were here Bruce wanted me to tell a story on Dewey that he could, after embellishing I’m sure tell their family about Dewey. My answer to this was of course Dewey was always a good boy who never gave anyone a hard time after all I’m sure Dewey could tell better stories about me so it is better not to start some thing that one could not finish. I did however tell Erricka and the children a few things that I remembers and I would like to tell one here that I’m sure Dewey after reading my account will want to finish it or tell the same story from his point of view. After all he experienced it.



There was one time in my working career that I drove a mail truck between Salt Lake and Vernal. On that route I had to stop at all post offices along the way. There were Park City, Heber City, Duchesne City, Myton City, Roosevelt City, Fort Duchesne, Gusher and Vernal. After I finished the run at Vernal I would pick up some empty bread cartons and return to Myton which finished my trip. On this particular morning when I pulled into the Myton Post Office and took what they called the Way Pouch into the Post Office some one said to me “How is your brother”. Now I had been on the road and in Salt Lake the day before and most of the current day and so, we did not have cell phones, had no contact at all with what had been taking place at home. So needles to say I just about panicked. To see what was going on, before leaving Myton, I made a quick trip over to the Seed Plant where mother and dad were working to see what was going on.



For some years now Dad had been first working for The Globe Seed and Feed Company and now Moody Brothers Seed Company as a seed broker. One of his responsibilities was managing what we referred to as the Seed Plant. Over these years it had provided first me then Dewey, then Jerry and I’m sure Darrell a job at the plant as mill operators.

At this particular time Dewey was running the mills during the night shift. I think his friend LeRoy Tehonie was keeping him company. The elevators in the upper story where the cleaner we called the clipper was located were run with one electric motor with a main belt to a shaft that had several wheels, one for each elevator, and belts from each shaft wheel to the elevators wheel. From time to time these belts would dry out and start to slip on the wheels. When this would happen we would climb a ladder to where we could reach the belt, with the system running, and apply some belt dressing. This was done with a tube, containing a dressing, about nine inches long and had a diameter of about one and one quarter inches and in a way operated like a ladies lip stick tube. That is as one use the material in the tube they could expose more by pushing the dressing up the tube.

This night Dewey making the determination that the belt needed some dressing was in the process of applying the dressing when some how, we assume, an article of his clothing got caught between the main wheel and the belt. This as I understand whipped Dewey up over the top of the wheel between the ceiling and the wheel and the slammed him to the floor below and this was not a short distance. This was what the people at the Post Office were referring to when they asked “How is your brother”. We were happy that LeRoy was with Dewey that night and was able to summon help. Over this event Dewey spent a few days in the hospital. He was probably very fortunate as I do not think there were any broken bones. Following this event all of us were much more careful when applying dressing to the belts.

From Anna and Wilmer Murray’s Journal September 2010

From Anna and Wilmer Murray’s Journal September 2010




Friday, September 14, 1979

LaVora was up first this morning. Dad made a fire in the fireplace again. We all pitched in to the peaches and got one batch processed before it was time for LaVora to go on the bus. We waited for about half hour for it to come. All to soon she was on her way home. We really enjoyed having her home. We also enjoyed Shawna. Whe is a very sweet granddaughter

We finished the peaches and sorted the pears, rested for a while then went up to the workshop at the ward. Brother and Sister Alexander were the guest speakers. There were a lot of survival displays out. My part was Home Made Soap. LaVora made a master copy for me before she left and Dad took me up to LaRae Murphey’s this afternoon to get copies make to give out to night. They had sandwiches made with sprouts for greens. They were good. We were home in time to hear the news before going to bed

Saturday September 15, 1979

It is still cool, we took our fruit down stairs and sorted out our storage down there. We are short on caned milk. About ten A M we decided to get a load of wood. That is too late in the day as it got too hot. We got tired too soon. We ate our lunch , traveled and were home at four P.M. I had to hurry to be ready to go to the all Women’s fireside. Sadie came at about six. The meeting was wonderful. I told Sadie to keep me awake but she didn’t do a very good job as I fell asleep and didn’t hear all of President Kimballs message. Guess we worked too hard today.

LaVora called to tell us they had a good trip home and made it in time for the fireside. She said Neil and Ella saw them off on the plane. She also said she enjoyed our trip to Bluebell through the cedars and Clay Basin.

Darrell called to tell us they wouldn’t be here until Sunday. We love to have them come but wish they could come on Saturday.

Dad and Mother in the Corn Field – Myton - 1963

Pictures from Neil

 Dewey – Arizona  Feb 04

Marylyn, LaVora and Neil – Arizona - Feb. 04

Our sister  Arizona   Feb. 04

Jerry and Dewey - Arizona   Feb. 04

Neil Update

Dear Family September 24, 2010




It once again is that time of the month when I should be thinking newsletter. The month has gone by so fast that I really have to think to remember if I did or accomplished anything worth while. Lets see now, there was a work day at Myton, not much rain in September, trying to be a ward mission leader, Jerry and Marylyn are back in Utah, Tahnee and her room mate spent a night with me and Deward, with may others received the silver Beaver Award.



I think Charlene has reported on the activities at Myton. We did a lot of cleaning, blind hanging and tree and shrub trimming so that now we have a lot of stuff to haul away. I have been trying to find out from Myton City when they are planning City clean up day. So far all I got from them is “we have not discussed it”. I did find out, however, that the period when it is legal to burn ends October 15.

My, this has been a dry summer. We did get a fair rain, maybe two tenths of an inch, Wednesday, I think. It was welcome to us and I’m sure the people in the Harriman area, where they had the big bush fire, appreciated it. For those who do not know this fire started at camp Williams due to machine gun practice. They were fortunate that only two or three homes were lost, but that fact does not help those who lost homes.

I’m still trying to figure out what a Ward Mission Leader is supposed to do. I have been doing a lot of visiting and just about have a handle on where people live and rather or not they are members. I kind of decided that part of the job was to growl at people. I tried this in Ward Council meeting last month. I’m not sure it did any good but then it may be a good way to get released.

Jerry and Marylyn stopped in, I guess, a week ago. They were on their way to CostCo’s. Then last Thursday they stopped by and took me to the Temple with them. It was a good session and I think for once I was able to stay awake.

I also had house guests a week or so ago. Anneli’s daughter, Tahnee and her room mate were here for a night. They told me they were lending moral support to one of their friends who was getting married in the Timpunogos Temple.

On the seventeenth we were able to spend most of the afternoon at the Provo Tabernacle as we attended the B S A Silver Beaver awards program. The speaker was Coach LaVell Edwards and we were pleased to witness Deward’s receiving the Silver Beaver Award. It was a long but rewarding experience.



All in all it has been a good month.

Love, Neil