Walker Pedigree Chart

this chart starts Marilyn Walker's father

James Burton and Isabella Walton Burton Family Group Sheet

 Dates of death were cut off for the children.  They are as follows:
Robert Walton Burton  Died: 1 June 1905
Isabella Walton Smith  Died: 14 April 1909
James Walton Burton Died: 20 September 1829  (age, 5 days)
Rose Mary Burton  Died:  November 1831 (age, less than 1 month)
William Walton Burton Died: 27 June 1918
Rosemond Burton Rushforth  Died: 6 April 1891
James Walton Burton  Died: 9 October 1918 (It was common practice to name a later child after one that died)
Margaret Burton Marriott Died: 30 September 1918
Ann Burton Died: 2 November 1840 ( date of birth)
Christopher Walton Burton  Died: 26 December 1913
Mary Burton Holland Died: 15 January 1874
Thomas Walton Burton Died: 5 August 1919

Burton family - first 3 generations back to 1685

(Material collected and compiled by Josephine Burton Bagley, Family Representative)

Note: To help us to better understand the background of James and Isabella Burton lives, I have given a little of the lives of some of their earlier parents and grandparents.

Our First Great Parents JAMES BURTON AND ROSEMOND CLARKSON

James Burton was born and christened the 15th of April, 1751. He was the eldest son of Mathew Burton and Mabel Burrow. Rosemond Clarkson was christened the 18th of March 1753. She was the daughter of Joseph and Mary Clarkson, and was born in Simistone of Hardraw, Yorkshire, England. They were married the 23 of November 1775 at Hawes. Their first home was in Hawes, and their first five children were born there. Their last ten children were born in Gayle of Hawes, Yorkshire, England.

This James Burton was probably a farmer. His death certificate states he was a woolcomer. (sic) This vocation may be been learned and practiced, operating his own agricultural holdings. The little we know of their family seems to indicate they were reared on a farm.

Daughter Mabel was skilled in use of the scythe, which was used at that time to cut and harvest grain and hay. In 1851, we find wife, Mabel, a widow at the age of seventy years, with unmarried 25 year old son, a 10 year old scholar grandson, and a 7 year old granddaughter, operating 94 acres, employing no help. Our grandfather was skilled in handling horses.

Great Grandmother, Rosemond Clarkson, died the 7th of November 1829 at the age of almost 77 years. Our great grandfather, James Burton, died the 14th of April 1842 at the age of 91 years and 364 days, at Appersett, near Hawes, Yorkshire, England, probably at the home of his daughter Mabel, wife of Christopher Metcalfe. (see the reference to this aunt Mabel in the story of James and Isabella).



OUR SECOND GREAT GRANDPARENTS, MATHEW BURTON AND MABEL BURROW

Mathew Burton, the eldest son of James Burton and Isabel Sedgswick, was christened the 15th of February 1716. Mabel Burrow, daughter of Robert Burrow and Elizabeth Collinson, was christened the 10th of December 1719. Mathew and Mabel were married the 26th of May 1738. They lived in Dent, Yorkshire, England. He left now will, but we have found where he was named in three wills.

1) In the will of his maternal grandfather, Mathew Sedgswick. He and his cousin, Leonard Mason received the right of land and property in 1723.

2) In 1769, Mathew Burton, his two sons and four daughters were named as beneficiaries in the will of his deceased mother's only brother, Edward Burrow.

3) In 1881 the will of Robert Burrow, only child of Edward Burrow---- (quote)---"I give and devise all my free-hold estate, messages, tenements with all and singular the lands, grounds, hereditaments and premises situated and lying and being at Gawthrope in Dent -- unto my cousin, James Burton, son of my late Uncle Mathew Burton." He also names the other five children of Mathew Burton and Mabel Burrow as beneficiaries. Cousin Robert Burton of London was given 100 pounds, and his five sisters, Isabell, Mary (wife of George Moses), Ann, and Elizabeth Burton, 40 pounds each.

Evidently Mathew married Margaret after Mabel's death, as in the settlement of his property, it was done in the name of Margaret, widow of Mathew Burton, administratrix.


OUR THIRD GREAT GRANDPARENTS, JAMES BURTON AND ISABEL SEDGSWICK

James Burton was born about the 1685. Isabel Sedgswick was christened the 17th of May 1690. They were married the 12th of May 1715 and lived in Haycoat, Dent, Yorkshire, in the Parish of Sedgberg. In our careful search, we found no will, but we have found his name in other people's wills, where he had either been appointed as an executor or mentioned as "my trusted friend."

James Burton and Isabella Walton Burton

As near as I can tell, a lot of this article was copied from William Walton Burton's story, 'Little Willie'.  As I was typing it in, there were many random quotation marks that had no place in the story, so I left them out and I think we can all just realize that a lot of the story is copied from his story - also I changed some of her spelling and punctuation.  There are footnotes that list the sources of dates and such and at a later date, I will figure out a way to include them.

STORY OF OUR GRANDPARENTS

JAMES BURTON AND ISABELLA WALTON BURTON

(Material collected and compiled by Josephine Burton Bagley, Family Representative)

Our Grandfather, James Burton, youngest son of Great Grandparent's James Burton and Rosemond Clarkson, was born 6th of June 1800 in Gayle of Hawes, Yorkshire, England. Gayle is a small hamlet near Hawes, which is a Chapelry in Parish of Aysgarth. The Gayle records were kept in Hawes.

Isabella Walton was born 7 April 1802. The Quaker Records gave Buttersett of Hawes as the place of her birth, but her Patriarchal Blessing gives Dent, Yorkshire, England. They were Quakers. They were probably able financially to give their two children some educational opportunities. Her brother, four years her senior, was head booker of a large firm operating coal mines in the vicinity of town, Bishop Auckland, Durham, England. He had an income of 400 pounds sterling, and was able to give his three living children good educations. This uncle and his family was probably the inspiration that made nephew, William Walton Burton, so determined to get a good education in spite of poverty and difficulties.

Since we find in Gayle and Hawes, both our Burton and Walton families, it seems reasonable that James Burton and Isabella Walton knew one another as children. Later in Hawes Parish Register, -----"Marriage of James Burton of Bradford Moor in Parish of Bradford, and Isabella Walton of Gayle in this Chapelry, married by license 5 March 1825." Her brother, Christopher, was one of the witnesses to their marriage.

In his autobiography titled, 'Little Willie', William Walton Burton on the occasion of a visit with his father to his Aunt Mable Metcalfe's when he was 14 years of age, (probably by cart) describes the country side of the part of England best known to the Burtons:

"As his native town grew dim in the distance, fine old farm houses appeared in view, with fields of waving grain and gentlemen's summer residences, surrounded by beautiful parks, interspersed with very large trees, where deer were seen resting themselves under the wide spreading branches of those ancient oaks.----they gained the top of a high hill, where an open valley lay before them in which there were three or four lovely villages; and in those villages resided many of their relatives, ---- one was the birth place of his father. After descending into the valley they drew up before a very ancient farm house, where his father said, "Willie, your Aunt Mabel lives here." They entered and received a warm welcome. ----the scenery around Aunt Mabel's, rural home was far different from Bradford, his native village. The village in which stood her residence was a beautiful little settlement, occupied chiefly by wealthy farmers, and bounded on every side by rich pastures and beautiful meadows. Close to the village ran a clear stream of water, the bed of this stream was solid limestone rock."

While living in Bradford, some of their children learned vocations. Robert became a blacksmith, also learned to play the violin; William became a wool comber (some of his older children remember seeing his wool combs); James worked with wood and became a Joiner, Isabella and Rose learned to spin and weave cloth.

Here in Bradford, there was a congregation, who had left the Methodist New Connection Church, that met together every Sabbath, worshipped God as well as they knew how, and prayed that he would send them the pure gospel. It was while meeting with this group, that James and Isabella Burton and their family heard the Latter-day Saint Missionaries preach the gospel. They believed that they taught the same gospel that Jesus Christ and his apostles taught, so on June 4, 1842 they were baptized. Their children were baptized later.

James Burton died of cholera 18th of July 1849, at the age of 49 years and 12 days, leaving nine children for his widow to look after, the youngest only 2 years old. His early death was a great shock to his wife and family. The oldest son, Robert, had emigrated to Utah some time before with his Uncle Robert, for whom he had been named. So sixteen year old William had to do all he could to help his mother support the family.

About two years later, the president of the mission asked her if she was willing for her son William to go on a mission, and stated that he had been impressed to call upon him to go and preach the gospel. "Her eyes filled with tears, realizing that it would deprive her of her son's much needed help," but her answer was positive. "If the Lord wants him, I am willing for him to go."

When the appointed time came for him to start on his mission, from the little money he had saved, he purchased a dress for his mother, and an entire suit of clothes for himself. The remainder of the money he left at home, as the elders were required to preach the gospel without purse or script.

We do not have a complete record of how she met her problems. Her daughters, Isabella and Rose, got work in the factory weaving cloth. They had to be at work at 6 o'clock in the morning and had to walk 3 miles there and 3 miles back, after having stood at their looms all day. Margaret, the next daughter, had to do all she could to help for her mother had to work to get a little money, where she could.

One of Isabella Walton Burton's outstanding skills was knitting. She used a sheath or shield in which to hold her knitting needles, and worked so rapidly that her needles could not be seen only the clicking of the needles could be heard. In an evening, she could make a pair of socks.

After William returned from his mission, they decided it was best for him to go to America, find his brother Robert, and the two of them prepare a home and send for their mother and the family. He went on to Utah and met his brother Robert, and together they were able to send for their mother and the family.

The family sailed for America on the 22 of April 1855 on Ship Samuel Curling. They were listed on the ship's records as follows:

Age: 52 Isabella Burton
        22 Isabella Burton
        19 Rosemond Burton
        17 James Burton - Joiner Occupation
        15 Margaret (Margrete) Burton
        12 Christopher Burton
        10 Mary Burton
         8 Thomas Burton

They arrived in New York the 22nd of May 1855, where they traveled by train to St. Louis and then on to Kansas. Isabella and her seven children crossed the plains in 8th Company of Captain Milo Andrus, and arrived in Salt Lake City the 24th of October 1855.

"Andrus was not a very kind man.----He was a hard taskmaster. Grandmother was not very strong, being of slight figure. ----It was hard for her to walk so much, so sometimes she stole a ride to help her along. One day as she was climbing in a wagon she fell. The wheel passed over her leg and broke the bone. It was set and bandaged and doctored by plasters of cow manure."

They walked about 20 miles a day, crossed many rivers on foot and would be very weary at night. When they camped at night after eating their scanty meal, they would have prayers and sing, "Why should we mourn or think our lot is hard, tis not so, all is well." Food was scarce, their flour was weighed out to them, and many times they had very little to eat.

At Fort Bridger they were met by her two oldest sons, Robert Walton Burton and William Walton Burton with provisions. They settled in Kaysville, Utah, and for a while stayed at Robert's home located on what is now known as the Greener Farm.

The winter of 1855 was known as the "hard winter." They had very little food. For six weeks they did not taste bread. What little wheat flour they used for thickening soup, which was made from an old cow that was so thin it couldn't stand up, so was killed and the meat used for soup. In the spring of that year, their food consisted mainly of greens, being made from nettles or other kinds of weeds.

Isabella Walton Burton was given a Patriarchal Blessing by Isaac Morley in Kaysville, Utah on 7 September 1857. It states that she was the daughter of William and Isabella Walton and was born at Dent, Yorkshire, England. She was promised that her children would bless and honor her, that she would have peace of mind, would enjoy health and her last days would be her best days. Because of her integrity, she was beloved by the Lord.

The latter part of her life she lived in Kaysville with William and Rachel Burton. They had been away from home and upon returning asked her how she was feeling. She said, "Oh, I feel so fine I could jump over the moon." But that very night, she took sick and died the 31st of March 1863. She had an egg and a cup of tea for her supper. They thought it was the egg that caused it, for she had had one for breakfast, and her stomach could never digest eggs very well. It was too much for her.

She was buried in a homemade coffin made out of a pine log by her son-in-law, Samuel Rushforth.

Grandmother was buried in Kaysville before the lots had been properly laid out. For a time her grave was lost. Later another grave was being dug and her coffin was found, identified and a marker erected. The family planned to replace the marker as the inscription (in 1967) was almost unreadable and it had fallen over. On the marker, her name is spelled Isabel.

John Robert "Jack" Walker

Barbara thought this picture was taken in San Francisco - in the late 1930's. 

This is to me the best picture of Marilyn Walker Whisler's father that we have.  He was a very handsome young man.

Ann Stanger Hogg Life Story

Biography of Ann Stanger Hogg


         my copy came from Frances Selley. I know that most of the biography comes from Ann's  
         ownlife story that she wrote herself.

Birth Date: 4 April 1828 Faceby, Yorkshire, England

Died : 31 October 1899 West Weber, Weber County, Utah

Parents : James Stanger and Isabelle Thompson

Pioneer: 2 July 1855 -25 September 1855

4th Company - Capt. Richard Ballantyne

She walked most of the way. The wagons
were full of supplies. Only the small
children and sick could ride.

Spouse: Charles Hogg, born 18 September 1831 Deighton, Yorkshire, England

                                    died: 9 October 1901 West Weber, Weber county, Utah

Married: 26 June 1852 Faceby, Yorkshire, England by Parson Brown

Sealed: 20 May 1860 Endowment House, Salt Lake City, Utah by Brigham Young

Children:
James Hogg - Born: 29 July 1853 Faceby, Yorkshire, England
William George Hogg - Born: 6 July 1855 on the plains at Muddy Creek Kansas
Charles Hogg Jr. - Born: 1 March 1857 Centerville, Davis county, Utah
Joseph Hogg - Born: 3 June 1859 Centerville, Davis county, Utah
Hyrum Hogg - Born: 27 September 1860 Centerville, Davis county, Utah
John Thomas Hogg - Born: 26 March 1862 Centerville, Davis county, Utah
Isabell Ann Hogg - Born: 21 November 1863 Centerville, Davis county, Utah
Mary Ellen Hogg - Born: 17 December 1865 Centerville, Davis county, Utah
                              Died: 27 December 1876
Elizabeth Jane Hogg - Born 21 March 1868 Centerville, Davis county, Utah
Martha Malinda Hogg - Born 24 April 1870 St Joseph (later Washington) Utah

Ann Stanger was born and raised in Faceby, Yorkshire, England. She met her husband, Charles, when he came to work for her father and boarded in their home. They were married in Faceby , 26 June 1852, by Parson Brown. they became acquainted with the gospel of Jesus Christ through discussions with the Mormon Missionaries who held meetings in her Father's home. Ann and Charles both joined the church in 1853 with Elder Moses Cluff performing the ordinances for them.

The Gospel became a forceful part of their lives and the next 18 months were spent in Missionary work, feeding and clothing the traveling Elders, buying missionary tracts and assisting new members.

On 14th of February 1855 Ann, Charles and 18month old son, James, left Faceby, stopping in Deighton to say their farewells to Charles' family and caught the train to Liverpool. They left for America to join the Saints in Zion on the ship Siddons, chartered by F. D. Richards, President of the British Mission. The voyage was very rough and Ann was pregnant, which made it worse as rations were scarce so they shared what they had. After 8 weeks, they arrived in Philadelphia where they made their way by train and boats to the Kansas Territory and the Mormon Grove. Here they stayed in tents and planted crops for those immigrants that were to follow.

On 2 July 1855 they commenced their journey across the plains by wagon train, Capt. Richard Ballantyne the leader. The wagons were so loaded only small children could ride. On 6 July 1855 she gave birth on the plains to their second son, William George. She was allowed to ride for 3 days and then commenced to walk with her baby the rest of the way. The company arrived in Salt Lake Valley 22 September 1855.

They lived in Centerville until called to go South to Payson where they lived in a dug-out until they could return. Her husband was frequently called away with the Militia to protect the Saints and Ann had to take care of all the chores.

On 16 May 1860 Ann and Charles went to the Endowment House in Salt Lake and were sealed for time and eternity by President Brigham Young.

They were active in the Church and in 1868 at the October Conference, were called by the Presidency to go south to help settle the "Muddy Mission." They now had six sons and three daughters. They left the things they could not take and without question left to go where the Church called them. Ann washed clothes on the rocks with white sand, endured the intense heat and tried to grow crops. After moving to St. Joseph and planting orchards, corn, cotton, etc. they were called back to the center of Zion February 1871. During the Mission, she bore her fourth daughter. They relocated in West Weber in May 1871 after a very hard journey back. They were so poor she had to make the boys clothes from the wagon cover. They built a home and planted fruit trees. She learned how to dry the fruit and sold it to the merchants in Ogden to help support her family.

In 1879, Charles accepted the law of polygamy. Ann accepted this second marriage dutifully and in good faith even accompanied them to the Endowment House. She was 57 at this time. Charles continued to support both families until the Manifesto in 1890, when he elected to live with his second wife to help raise the younger children. Ann accepted this with dignity and courage. Charles second wife was Annie Todd.

Ann was ever religious, attended church regularly and taught her children the principles of the Gospel. She served a mission with her husband and family, was a counselor in the Relief Society for many years and spent 18 years as visiting teacher. she was released due to the illness (cancer of the brain). During her illness she lived with her daughters in Idaho who cared for her. She returned to West Weber (age 71) just prior to her death 31 October 1899 and is buried in the well kept cemetery there next to her husband and daughter.

A faithful Latter-day Saint and pioneer lady, she passed through all the hardships of that era. Her name will ever be blessed in the hearts and memories of her countless decendants.

Marilyn Walker personal record

This form that was used in family history books many years ago.  It was recorded by Marilyn Walker, about her life and some of her achievments and church assignments.

TEXT:  In August 1961, took a second place ribbon for painting an oil intitled "Florence Dunes".  It was the third time any pictures by here were ever entered in an art show.  There were 250 entries.

In May 1962, finished a full year as class literature leader in Relief Society, also taught Primary.  Inservice lessons for 8 months.

I have taught in M.I.A. and many classes in Primary.

In July 1963 had completed a year as Beehive teacher.  July 1963 moved to Sidney, Montana and served there as MIA president and secretary until May 17, 1964.

No Gold & Green Ball had ever been held here and we had one.  It was a financial success and the first and only one held in the District.  During this time I was also the Relief Society visiting teacher class leader.

(this was obviously written in 1964 in Sidney, Montana - at that time in the church, each ward or branch was responsible for making their own budget funds, so the "financial success" of an event was important.  It was probably how the MIA made part of their budget for the year.... Charlotte)

Marian Greenlee - more stories from her life

I remember going to school and learned fast so they put me into the second grade but they gave me a torn book and I cried so they put me back into the first grade.


The railroads went on strike and Daddy had no job so he went to work as a tool dresser out at the oil fields. This was closer to Medicine Bow so we moved to Medicine Bow. One cold day, he came home in great pain, he had been working on a chain, and go his thumb caught in the chain. He thought it was just his glove, but when he took his glove off, the end of his thumb came with it. When he got home, he had to take the train to Laramie to have that thumb taken care of. Many years later in Idaho, he would say, "They must be having a blizzard in Wyoming, my thumb is so cold."
One time at Medicine Bow, a terrible blizzard came up and my mother strung a rope from the house to the school so she could come and get us from school and find her way home again. That winter the snow got so deep it was up even with the eaves of the barn next door. We would take a sled and get up on the peak of the barn and ride the sled down.

Later, Daddy got called back to the Railroad, so we moved to Rawlins, Wyoming. We first lived in one end of a long little house. Daddy's half-brother, Jim, and his wife, lived in the other end. I was in her house one day. She swept the floor and put the dirt in the stove. A twenty-two shell exploded and it came out and went up through her nose and made a groove in her forehead.

It was in this house I got the small pox and school and brought them home. I wasn't very ill, but poor Evelyn, she got them and nearly died. Daddy got them also, but Mamma didn't get them.

We later moved across the street to a bigger house. It was just across the street from the high cement wall of the Wyoming State Penitentiary. We watched one time when the built a scaffold to hang a man. They hung him at four in the morning so no one could see. It was in this house when I was almost eight years old that Mamma came in Christmas Eve and told us there was no Santa Clause.

The next summer, Uncle John Kiger, Mamma's sister Nellie's husband, was driving a team of horses with all their belongings to Idaho. Daddy was back on the Railroad and we had passes to go on the train to Idaho with Aunt Nellie. Well there was something amiss in the way the passes had been made up so they put us off the train at Green River. I don't remember how long we were there before they got our passes okayed and we proceeded on the train to Idaho. I was never a very healthy child, and was so sick all the way out on the train and most of the time in Idaho. We went to my little great grandmother Whipple's house and was there until it was apple picking time. Mamma and Aunt Nellie picked apples. We took a barrel of apples back to Wyoming with us. Don't know when Uncle John arrived in Idaho, not while we were there, I don't think.

I guess Mamma talked about Idaho so much and next spring, Daddy was laid off again from the Railroad so we decided to move to Idaho. There were two other families and us all in old beat up cars that left Wyoming early part of May and headed for Caldwell, Idaho. It took us three weeks to make the trip. If one of the old cars was not broke..... (there are more pages to this story, but they are not with this page so I'll add to this when they turn up... Also, I have updated the punctutation as I retype this... Charlotte)

Greenlee, Hixson, Walker family

Jack Walker, Francis Eleanor Potter Whipple,  Marian Walker holding Marilyn, Georgia McIntyre Greenlee, Walter Greenlee, Evelyn with Barbara in front
Melba, Idaho

Marian Hixson Greenlee Walker Lusk Life Story

I was born one cold February morning, in a log cabin at Arlington Wyoming. Feb. 24 1913 the second daughter of Walter Allen Greenlee (Hixson) and Georgia Sarah McIntyre. I was delivered by the grandmother, my father's mother, Emma W. Hixson. The reason my father had two names, was that his mother and father, George Walter Greenlee, were divorced when he was three years old. His mother married Henry Hixson and my father was raised by him thinking he was adopted and not knowing that his own father was still alive. So he went through our young years going by the name of Hixson. He found his real father when he was about 40 years old living at Independence, Missouri. I have one sister, Evelyn Violet, who is twenty-two months older than I am. My father and mother had a homestead on the Platte River out of Laramie, Wyoming. When I was about two, my father went to work on the railroad. I first went to school at Laramie, Wyoming. when I was seven we moved to Medicine Bow, Wyoming and later to Rawlins. When I was eight we moved to Melba, Idaho where I spent the rest of my school years, graduating from Melba High in December of 1930. I was a straight A student and enjoyed school but also studied hard. On 23 of December of 1930 I was married to John Robert Walker from Salt Lake, who had come up to Melba in my junior year to go to school. He later spent a year in the Air Force in Hawaii. He returned that December and we were married and went to live in Salt Lake City. It was at this time that I was introduced to the LDS (Mormon) church. We lived with his wonderful mother, this was the great depression and there was no work in Salt Lake. In August of 1931, Jack's uncle called from Pocatello Idaho and said he had a job for Jack working in a grocery store. So with an old car we had and five dollars we borrowed from his brother, we went to Pocatello where he worked for twelve dollars a week. We paid $7.50 a month on the old car, our rent, coal bills, etc. If we had 50 cents now and then to go to the show, we thought that was good.

My first child, Marilyn Mae Walker was born in Pocatello on 26 September 1932. She was a frail, delicate little girl, and I was very happy with her. We left Pocatello in the spring of 1934 to go to Melba and farm my father's farm while he and my mother worked mining property with my grandfather, Wm. McIntyre, my mother's father. We farmed two years and on 10 July 1935, our second child a son, James Ronald Walker was born at Mercy Hospital in Nampa. Jack's mother came up from San Francisco, California, to take care of the new baby and me. When he was six weeks old, we left Melba and went to San Francisco to live. It was in San Francisco that I had a wonderful home teacher who baptized me into the LDS Church on 28 December 1935. His name was Frederick Newton and he was a very dear friend.
On 20 October 1937, our second son, Larry Ray Walker, was born at Mary's Help Hospital. He was such a good baby and a joy to raise. My father died on 28 December 1940 so in the spring of 1941, we loaded everything we had onto a homemade Chevy pickup and took off for Vale, Oregon, to run the farm of 80 acres that my father and mother had.
The first year was a rough one for us. If it had not been for lots of pheasants in our fields we might have gone hungry. The next spring we were able to borrow money to buy the farm and the livestock and the machinery from my mother. We did very well as the war started that fall and everything got very high. But Jack hurt his back and Doctor put him in a steel brace and eventually told him he would need to find more suitable employment.
In the fall of 1943, we sold the place and all of our stock and moved to Medford, Oregon. We bought a nice little home on Haven Street and Jack went to work in a saw mill. He didn't like that kind of work, so in the spring of 1945 we sold the house and moved to Redmond, Oregon where we bought 25 acres of lovely land, and a big old house that I dearly loved. I worked first in a grocery store and later went to work for Standard Oil.
Again, Jack's wanderlust caught up with him and that fall he sold the farm. I was so tired of moving, but could do nothing about it. Jack went to work for Keith Parkinson, at the pumice block plant in Redmond. On March 6, 1946, he met with a very bad accident at the plant. A heavy door blew shut in strong wind as a truck was backing up. It caught Jack's left leg and crushed it from the knee to the hip. We took him to the local doctor who advised us to take him to the ambulance and take him to Bend as the Redmond hospital did not have facilities to care for him. the doctor said he would me us at St. Charles Hospital in Bend. the leg was so badly crushed it had to be amputated on March 8. From the double shock of the accident and the amputation, his body functions did not work. He lived 10 more days, but on the 18th of March he died. He is buried at the Redmond Cemetery, which I am sure he is happy in, as it was in the beautiful fir and cedar trees he loved.
That summer when school was out the children and I put our furniture in storage and went first to Medford, to look for a home to buy and to have Marilyn's tonsils out. We stayed with very dear friends, the Clinton (Pete) Charley. After looking some weeks, I bought five acres which then was on the outskirts of the town of Ashland, Oregon. Then the children and I went to San Francisco to spend the summer with Mother Walker.
That fall, we returned to Ashland, had our furniture brought down from Redmond and settled into our new home. We found the five acres were more than we could take care of so I had it plotted offin lots and sold what we did not need.
While we had spent the three weeks in Medford with the Charleys, they had introduced me to a friend of theirs who had just returned from World War II. I wasn't really interested at the time and didn't think too much of it.
But after I returned that fall from California, they kept inviting me and the children here and there and here was their friend. I finally tumbled to what they were up to. They were match-making. I said to Ernestyne, I am not interested in any man. I have my home and sufficient income to take care of us, and I will wait until my children are raised. then I might be interested. She said by then you will be old and ugly and no one will want you.
Well anyway, my Larry fell in love with Art and I always say we chased him through Ashland Park. We were married on 10 April 1947 by the Mormon Bishop at Elko, Nevada. He has been such a good father to my children. they all love him very much. We had one daughter, Janine Kay Lusk, born on 19 April 1948 in Ashland Community Hospital.
The most important thing in my life was being baptized into the LDS Church. I have had several special experiences due to this. When I was first studying and asking questions one night in a cabin at Ellensburg, Washington, I dreamed where in Isaiah to find what I needed to know the gospel was true. And not long after I was baptized I had this dream : It seemed the whole world was dark and many people about me were crying and weeping and very much afraid. I dreamed I held out my arms in front of me and walked forward with all my family behind me. I said, "I am not afraid because I am Latter-Day Saint." And as I walked forward the sky lighted up brighter than day and Christ stood before me in ALL HIS GLORY. And I KNEW that the Gospel is true and I can never deny it. On another occasion when my oldest son, Ronald, was very very ill, I spent hours on my knees praying, and then a light came into the room and I knew that my baby was going to be all right.
Art was not LDS but in 1963, he joined the church and we have been sealed in the temple and this is a great joy to me. I love temple work and have spent many hours on genealogy work. I had the privilege of being sealed to my father and mother on my birthday and 1974.. Another very special occasion in my life.
Life story of Marian Charlotte Greenlee Hixson Walker Lusk in approximately 1978