Upper Level: John Henry Taylor and Ellen Petersen

Tuesday, July 26, 2022

John Henry Taylor and Ellen Petersen

This is my Great Grand uncle and aunt

John Henry Taylor

John Henry Taylor
Born 31 Aug 1869 Eden, Weber, Utah Territory
Occupation:

Carpenter for Southern Pacific Railroad

Married: 1) Ellen Peterson 6 Aug 1892 Logan, Cache, Utah Territory
Children: Laura, John, Ezma, Hannah, Lee, Gilbert, Hance

John's shared headstone
He is buried with both wives

2) Delilah Hansen 7 Mar 1906 Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah
Children: Allen, Emma, Ellenor, Anna, Emery, Sylvia, Leonard, Lila, Barbara
Died 25 Oct 1929 Ogden, Weber, Utah
COD: Struck by a train
Buried 28 Oct 1929 Plain City Cemetery, Plain City, Weber, Utah

John Henry's Death Certificate

Sources
1900 US Census for Plain City, Weber, Utah (with Ellen)
Marriage to Ellen: Western States Marriage Index Vol 3 pg 132
1910 US Census for Plain City, Weber, Utah page 7 (age 40, with Delilah)
1920 US Census for Weber County, Utah Sheet 5 (age 50)
Utah Death Certificate

Obituary: Ogden Standard Examiner 26 October 1929 Page 1
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/20130363/john-henry-taylor

Ellen Petersen

Parents: Hans Pedersen and Anna Martina Andersen

Born 11 December 1867 Plain City, Weber, Utah Territory

Died 22 September 1905 Plain City, Weber, Utah

COD: Puerperal Fever (Childbed Fever)

Informant: Brother-in-law, William

Buried 25 September 1905 Plain City, Weber, Utah

Sources

1900 US Census for Plain City, Weber, Utah (with John)
Marriage to John: Western States Marriage Index Vol 3 pg 132

Family Search

ancestry.com

CHILDREN (my first cousins 2x's removed)

Laura's Headstone
Laura Ellen Taylor

Born 15 August 1892 Plain City, Weber, Utah Territory

Not Married

No Children

Died 14 March 1893 Plain City, Weber, Utah Territory

Buried Plain City, Weber, Utah Territory

Sources

Family Search

ancestry.com

Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/20130484/laura-e-taylor

John Delose Taylor
WW2 draft registration
describes him
as 5'7" 145 lbs
Red hair, blue eyes,
ruddy complexion
John Delose Taylor

Born 31 January 1894 Plain City, Weber, Utah Territory

Occupation: Farmer (1917-40)

He was a Farmer

Ogden Arsenal - US Government (1942) according to his WW2 draft registration (he was 48) he worked at "37 MM" After a little research, I found out that 37 MM was a small building in Layton, where employees were assembling primers for anti-tank ammunition hence the 37mm designation. You can see what the building he worked in looked like, and a picture of a woman doing some work that he might have been doing while there, here: https://www.loc.gov/resource/hhh.ut0651.photos/?sp=7&st=image and you can see what the rounds looked like here: http://www.inert-ord.net/usa03a/usa5/37mm/

Mechanic for Southern Pacific RR (1950)

Train Car Mechanic
Southern Pacific RR

Married 1) Bertha Florence Murdock 16 February 1914 Plain City, Weber, Utah

Note: she had a weak heart and died of a Pulmonary Hemorrhage after the shock of having her teeth extracted

Children: John, Byron

John Delos Taylor and Bertha (Florence) Murdock's
marriage record

2) Katherine Dickamore (Widow of Scott Napoleon Hurd) 24 Feb 1921 Ogden, Weber, Utah

Note: this was their civil marriage, they later were sealed in the Salt Lake Temple 4 Jan 1958.

Children: Melvin, Lucille, Elva, Dorothy, Elvin

Note: she had a daughter with her first husband

John Delose Taylor and Catherine D Hurd Marriage record.
Note: her given name should be spelled with a K.

Died 13 September 1962 Ogden, Weber, Utah

Obituary #1

Obituary #2

Buried Ogden City Cemetery, Ogden, Weber, Utah

John and Katherine's headstone

Sources

Marriage to Bertha (Florence): Utah Marriages

Marriage to Katherine: Utah Select Marriages

1900 US Census Plain City, Weber, Utah (age 6)

1910 US Census Plain City, Weber, Utah (age 16)

1920 US Census Farr West Precinct, Weber, Utah (age 25, Widower)

1930 US Census Farr West Precinct, Weber, Utah (age 36, with Katherine)

1940 US Census Farr West Precinct, Weber, Utah (age 45)

1950 US Census Farr West, Weber, Utah (age 55)

1960 Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints Census

U.S. RR retirement index

SS App and Claims index

Draft Registrations for WW 1 and 2

Obituary: Ogden Standard-Examiner, Friday, 14 Sep 1962 issue, page 20

Family Search

ancestry.com

Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/33614615/john-delos-taylor

Esma Laurene Taylor

Born 7 June 1896 Plain City, Weber, Utah

Married Donald Jensen Homer 26 Jan 1916 Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah

Children: Don, Laurene

Esma and Donald's marriage record

Died 28 October 1921 Dee Hospital, Ogden, Weber, Utah

COD: Acute General Sepsis and gangrene of foot after stepping on a nail

Informant: her husband

Esma Laurene Taylor Homer death certificate

Esma's Obituary
note: her given name is incorrect

Buried 30 October 1921 Riverview Cemetery, Tremonton, Box Elder, Utah

Esma's headstone

Sources

1900 US Census Plain City, Weber, Utah (age 3)

1910 US Census Plain City, Weber, Utah (age 13)

1920 US Census Farr West, Weber, Utah (age 23)

Marriage: Utah, Weber County Marriages

Family Search

ancestry.com

Obituary: Salt Lake Tribune, Saturday 29 October 1921 issue, page 17

Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/183444/esma-laurene-homer

Hannah Martina (went by Martina) Taylor

Born 21 September 1898 Plain City, Weber, Utah

Married Joseph Surrage 23 December 1916 Ogden, Weber, Utah

Children: Ellen, John, Joseph, Lorna

Hannah Martina Taylor and Joseph Surrage marriage record

Died 15 October 1982 West Weber, Weber, Utah

Buried 19 October 1982 West Weber, Weber, Utah

Martina and Joseph's headstone

Sources

1900 US Census Plain City, Weber, Utah (age 2)

1910 US Census Plain City, Weber, Utah (age 11)

1920 US Census West Weber, Weber, Utah (age 21)

1925 Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints Census

1930 US Census West Weber, Weber, Utah (age 31)

1940 US Census Wilson, Weber, Utah (age 41)

1950 US Census Wilson, Weber, Utah (age 51)

1960 Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints Census

1942 US Ogden, Utah City Directory

SS Death Index

Family Search

ancestry.com

Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/80551558/martina-surrage

Lee Clair Taylor
WW2 draft registration
describes him as
6' tall, 175 lbs.
red hair, blue eyes,
ruddy complexion

Lee Clair Taylor

Born 16 October 1900 Plain City, Weber, Utah

Occupation: Farmer (1930)

Carpenter (1940) for WPA (Works Progress Administration) which was designed to provide relief for the unemployed.

Farmer (1942)

At time of death: Inspector at Ogden Union RR and Depot Company

Union Pacific RR

Married Alice Bell Lee 5 November 1921 Ogden, Weber, Utah

Note: his name is given as Clair in the record and hers as Bell

Bell and Clair

Children: Louvina, Billie, Alice, Clair Jr.

Clair and Bell's marriage record

Died 12 Nov 1945 Dee Hospital, Ogden, Weber, Utah

Lee Clair Taylor's obituary

COD: shock after being struck by car on the Harrisville Highway, which caused multiple fractures of both legs

Informant: his wife, Belle

Buried 16 Nov 1945 Plain City Cemetery, Plain City, Weber, Utah

Lee's headstone

Sources

1910 US Census Plain City, Weber, Utah (age 9)

1920 US Census Plain City, Weber, Utah (age 19 )

1930 US Census Wilson, Weber, Utah (age 28)

1940 US Census Farr West, Weber, Utah (age 39)

WW2 Draft Registration

Marriage License

Obituaries

Family Search

ancestry.com

Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/20130462/lee-clair-taylor

Gilbert Delmore Taylor
WW2 Draft Registration
described him as
6' 1/2 " 180 lbs, Blonde
blue-eyed, light
complexion
Gilbert Delmore Taylor

Born 22 July 1903 Plain City, Weber, Utah

Occupation: Farmer (1930-1940)

He was a farmer

Auto Mechanic at Army Depot (1950)

Auto mechanic

Gilbert and Nellda marriage record
Married 5 April 1926

Children: Nedra, Leanna, Shirley, Delma, Gilbert, Randy

Died: 22 May 1970 Plain City, Weber, Utah

Sources

Marriage: Utah County Marriages

1910 US Census Plain City, Weber, Utah (age 6)

1920 US Census Plain City, Weber, Utah (age 16 )

1930 US Census Wilson, Weber, Utah (age 26 )

1940 US Census Farr West, Weber, Utah (age 36 )

1950 US Census Farr West, Weber, Utah (age 45)

1955 Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints Census

1960 Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints Census

WW2 Draft Registration

Obituary Ogden Standard-Examiner 22 May 1970

Family Search

ancestry.com

Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/20130266/gilbert-delmore-taylor

Hance A Taylor
WW2 Draft Registration
describes him as 6' 182 lbs
blue eyes, brown hair,
curly hair, ruddy complexion
Hance Augustus Taylor

Born 12 September 1905 Plain City, Weber, Utah

Occupation: Farmer (1930)

He was a Farmer

Carpenter (1940-50)

He was a Carpenter

Married Erma Greenwell Hadley 4 April 1934 Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah

Hance and Erma's marriage record

Children: John, LaMar, Elaine

Died 3 Nov 1982 West Weber, Weber, Utah

Buried Ogden City Cemetery, Ogden, Weber, Utah

Hance and Erma's headstone

Sources

1910 US Census Plain City, Weber, Utah (age 4)

1920 US Census Plain City, Weber, Utah (age 14 )

1930 US Census Wilson, Weber, Utah (age 24, living with stepmother since his dad died)

1940 US Census Farr West, Weber, Utah (age 35)

1950 US Census Farr West, Weber, Utah (age 44)

1955 Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints Census

1960 Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints Census

WW2 Draft Registration 16 October 1940

SS Death Index

Obituary

Family Search

ancestry.com

Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/70003623/hance-augustus-taylor

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From a Funeral Program

When I come to the end of the road

And the sun has set for me

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room

Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little - but not for too long

And not with your head bowed low

Remember the love that we once shared

Miss me, but let me go.

For this is a journey that we all must take

And each must go alone

It's all part of the Master's plan

A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick at heart

Go to the hills we know

And bury your sorrow among the trees

Miss me, but let me go.

The Line

Every minute someone leaves this world behind.
We are all in “the line” without knowing it.
We never know how many people are before us.
We can not move to the back of the line.
We can not step out of the line.
We can not avoid the line.

So while we wait in line -

Make moments count.
Make priorities.
Make the time.
Make your gifts known.
Make a nobody feel like a somebody.
Make your voice heard.
Make the small things big.
Make someone smile.
Make the change.
Make love.
Make up.
Make peace.
Make sure to tell your people they are loved.
Make sure to have no regrets.
Make sure you are ready.

I'm My Own Grandpa

Many, many years ago when I was 23,
I got married to a widow
who was as pretty as could be.
She had a grown up daughter
who had a hair of red.
My father fell in love with her
and soon the two were wed.
This made my dad my son-in-law
And changed my very life.
My daughter was my mother,
for she was my father's wife.
To complicate the matters worse,
although it brought me joy,
I soon became the father
of a bouncing baby boy.
My little baby then became a brother -in-law to dad
and so became my uncle though it made me very sad.
For if he was my uncle,
then that also made him brother to the widow's grown-up- daughter,
who of course, was my stepmother.
Father's wife then had a son,
who kept them on the run.
And he became my grandson, for he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my mother's mother
and it makes me blue.
Because, although she is my wife,
she's my grandma too.
If my wife is my grandmother,
then I am her grandchild.
and every time I think of it,
it simply makes me wild.
For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw.
As the husband of my grandmother,
I am my own grandpa!

Quotes from the Prophets

President Gordon B Hinckley: "It is good to look to the past to gain appreciation for the present and perspective for the future. It is good to look upon the virtues of those who have gone before, to gain strength for whatever lies ahead. It is good to reflect upon the work of those who labored so hard and gained so little in this world, but out of whose dreams and early plans so well nurtured, has come a great harvest of which we are the beneficiaries. Their tremendous example can become a compelling motivation for us all, for each of us is a pioneer in his own life."

President Spencer W Kimball: "I hope to see us dissolve the artificial boundary line we so often place between missionary work and temple and genealogical work, because it is the same great redemptive work!"

President Joseph Fielding Smith: " The responsibility on behalf of our kindred dead rests with equal force on all, according to our individual ability and opportunities...the greatest and grandest duty of all is to labor for the dead."

The Passing of the Pot (Chamber Pot)

As far back in childhood
As memory may go
One household vessel greets me
That wasn't made for show
Beneath the bed twas anchored
Where only few could see
But served the entire family
With equal privacy
Some called the critter Peggy
And some the thundermug
And others called it badger
A few called it jug
To bring it in at evening
Was bad enough no doubt
But heaven help the person
Who had to take it out
Our big one was enormous
And would accomodate
A watermelon party
Composed of six or eight
When nights were dark and rainy
It was a useful urn
On icy winter mornings
The cold rim seemed to burn
At times when things were rushing
And business extra good
Each took his turn a waiting
Or did the best he could
Sometimes when in a hurry
To our disgust and shame
We fumbled in the darkness
And slightly missed our aim
The special one for company
Was decorated well
But just the same it rendered
That old familiar smell
Today this modernism
Relieves me a lot
And only in my vision
I see that homely pot.
(author unknown)

Poem about ancestors

Though steep is the path I follow today,
The footprints of time will show me the way.
For many have traveled a smiliar road,
And carried an equal of heavier load.

No troubles I face are new to this earth,
That man has not faced from time of his birth.
The route has been charted and roads have been paved
By legions before me who were stalwart and brave.

Their steps never faltered nor courage grew dim,
For they trusted the Lord and let Him led them.
If my faith and my trust remain steadfast and true,
God will guide and protect me in all that I do.
- Dolores Karides

The Elusive Ancestor

I went searching for an ancestor.
I cannot find him still.
He moved around from place to place
and did not leave a will.
He married where a courthouse burned.
He mended all his fences.
He avoided any man who came to
take the US census

He always kept his luggage packed,
This man who had no fame,
and every 20 years or so,
This rascal changed his name.
No one else inthis world is
searching for this elusive man,
so I play "Gene-solitaire"
To find him, if I can!

I'm told he's buried in a plot,
with tombstone he was blessed;
but the weather took engravings,
and some vandals took the rest.
He died before the county clerks
were appointed to keep records
No family Bible has emerged -
In spite of all my efforts.

To top it off, this elusive ancestor
who has caused me many groans -
left me even one more challenge:
He brothed a lady,
by the name of "Jones"!
(Got this from a publication
put out by the DUP organization
that names the author: Merrell Kenworthy)

Poem: Heaven's Door

If I should go before you,

If life on earth were through;

I'll stop just inside Heaven's door,

and there I'll wait for you.

You've but to look 'cross star filled skies,

Past the moon and then beyond;

To know my leaving could never break,

This heart's undying bond.

And if you should go before me,

If your journey on earth were through;

You know I will be close behind,

I'll never be far from you.

Across the span of time and space,

This love will reach this far;

For you'll always carry a bit of my heart,

No matter where you are.

Allison Chambers Coxsey©1995 ~ All Rights Reserved

Which Shall It Be? by Adelaide Proctor

Which shall it be?

"Which shall it be? Which shall it be?
I looked at John and John looked at me,
And when I found that I must speak,
My voice seemed strangely low and weak:
˜Tell me again what Robert said,"
And then I, listening, bent my head.
This is his letter:˜I will give
A house and land while you shall live,
If, in return, from out your seven,
One child to me for aye is given."

I looked at John's old garments worn;
I thought of all that he had borne
Of poverty, and work, and care,
Which I, though willing, could not share;
I thought of seven young mouths to feed,
Of seven little children's need,
And then of this.

˜Come, John,said I,
We'll choose among them as they lie
Asleep. So, walking hand in hand,
Dear John and I surveyed our band:
First to the cradle lightly stepped,
Where Lilian, the baby, slept.
Softly the father stooped to lay
His rough hand down in a loving way,
When dream or whisper made her stir,
And huskily he said: ˜Not her!"

We stooped beside the trundle bed,
And one long ray of twilight shed
Athwart the boyish faces there,
In sleep so beautiful and fair;
I saw on James rough, red cheek
A tear undried. E'er John could speak,
He's but a baby, too," said I,
And kissed him as we hurried by.

Pale, patient, Robbie's angel face
Still in his sleep bore suffering's trace.
˜No, for a thousand crowns, not him!"
He whispered, while our eyes were dim.
Poor Dick! bad Dick! our wayward son”
Turbulent, restless, idle one”
Could he be spared?
Nay, He who gave
Bade us befriend him to the grave;
Only a mother's heart could be
Patient enough for such as he;
˜And so," said John, ˜I would not dare
To take him from her bedside prayer."

Then stole we softly up above,
And knelt by Mary, child of love;
˜Perhaps for her ˜twould better be,"
I said to John. Quite silently
He lifted up a curl that lay
Across her cheek in a wilful way,
And shook his head: ˜Nay, love, not thee,
The while my heart beat audibly.

Only one more, our eldest lad,
Trusty and truthful, good and glad,
So like his father. ˜No, John, no!
I cannot, will not, let him go."

And so we wrote, in courteous way,
We could not give one child away;
And afterward toil lighter seemed,
Thinking of that of which we dreamed,
Happy in truth that not one face
Was missed from its accustomed place;
Thankful to work for all the seven,
Trusting the rest to One in heaven."

Tuesday, July 26, 2022

John Henry Taylor and Ellen Petersen

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