Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Aaron's Home!!

Welcome Home Elder Kay!!

“I will go and do the things which the Lord hath commanded, for I know that the Lord giveth no commandments unto the children of men, save he shall prepare a way for them that they may accomplish the thing which he commandeth them.”
(1 Nephi 3:7)


We are so proud of Aaron and is was a joy to welcome him home on Monday. He served an honorable mission to Mexico. I appreciate his example of humility. He served with faith and devotion as part of an army of missionaries, who put their lives at home on hold and say good-bye to family and friends for two years.



Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Grandma Federer - Homestead Book #5


Edna May and Mabel Nannie Parker


Frank Mirlen Parker

My Great-Grandfather, George Johnson Parker was born August 31, 1874 in Missouri. His father, James Thornton Parker was born in Indiana and his mother Mary Taylor "Molly" Zion was born in Virginia.
My Great-Grandmother, Ivor Nora Stevens was born March 3, 1877 in Missouri to Oliver Howard Stevens and Lizzie Bell Hocker.
My Great-Grandparents were married in 1897 and had three children who were all born in Missouri ~ Edna May (My Grandmother), Mabel Nannie and Frank.

When Grandma was 9 years old they moved to Wyoming. All their relatives were very concerned about them going out West and thought they would be killed by Indians!



I remember visiting Aunt Mabel at her yellow house in Cheyenne. It was always very neat and tidy. Sadly she never had children. My Mom helped her many times when she needed a room painted or new wallpaper hung. Aunt Mabel crocheted this beautiful afghan for my high school graduation. Her stitches were perfect, small and so uniform. I also remember she always gave me a new pair of pajamas every Christmas, a tradition I started with my sons.


Grandma Federer was loved by all who knew her. I cherished the quilts she made for me. She belonged to several charitable organization. She made this quilt for the Stride Learning Center. Some lucky ticket holder won this quilt at a bazaar held by the "Know Your Neighbor Club." Grandma donated many quilts to help raise money to benefit Stride. Someone asked why she donated a quilt year after year and she replied, "It's just something I want to do." She looks so cute in her pantsuit!

I love this poem that was written by Phyllis Beving.
The Quilt
Little scraps of gingham bits of calico
Saved from sewing baskets many years ago.
Countless tiny stitches each one like the last
Hidden little knots to hold the stitches fast
Hour after hour under candlelight
Grandma sat there sewing far into the night.
Flashing silver needles covered now with rust
Loving hands that held them long have turned to dust
Though her few possessions didn't seem like much
She created beauty with her gentle touch
Legacies of beauty so a wise man told
Fill our lives with beauty richer far than gold.

I miss her loving ways, her simple faith and steady guiding hand. I could devote an entire book just to her and all the ways she blessed our lives.

I don't remember Uncle Frank and I can't remember hearing stories about him so I will keep searching.

More about Great-Grandpa and Great-Grandma Parker next time.

Monday, September 28, 2009

Quote for the week


It's nice to be important,
but it's more important to be nice.
~ John Cassis

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Fall Colors!!!


Tim and I enjoyed a crisp autumn day and a drive up the beautiful American Fork Canyon. The Alpine Loop is about 20 miles through the canyons of the Wasatch Range. The views are incredible.










We love living so close to the mountains.


No way ~ there's one of Tim's biker buddies!






Hurry up the canyon before the colors are all gone!


Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Grandpa Federer's brothers and sisters #4

I am enjoying the chance to do research for the Centennial Homestead book and continue to gather pictures and stories.

Grandpa Federer's father Louis and his first wife Ricka were married November 28, 1878 in Germany. They had 13 children: (Some of the records do not include Anton, Herman, Anne and William. I will continue to check sources in an effort to be as accurate as possible.)

Anton Federer ~ 1870 -

Herman Federer ~ 1872 -

Anne Federer ~ 1875 -

William Federer ~ 1878 -


Sophia (Sophie) Federer Tjardes ~ 1880 - 1929


John Henry Federer and family ~ 1882 - 1937


Charles and Fredericka Federer Witte ~ 1883 - 1957


Rosina Federer Schick Walton ~ 1884 - 1971
Rose


Louis Henry Federer ~ 1885 - 1981
Louie


Theodore Ernest Federer ~ 1887 - 1977
My Grandpa with one of his prized pure-bread Appaloosa horses!


Catherine Federer Schwelke ~ 1891 - 1987

Carl Wilhelm Federer ~ 1894 - 1962

Anna Louise Federer ~ 1896 - 1896

I have not been able to find pictures and important dates for all of Grandpa brothers and sisters. Of course I will have many more stories and pictures in the book!

I remember Uncle Louie very well! His was so kind and always had a piece of gum in his pocket for all the kids.

Great-Grandma Ricka died shortly after giving birth to Anna Louise. She called Aunt Rose, who was 12 years old at the time and told her she was going to die. She showed her how to feed the baby. She told Aunt Rose to care for the other children and that they could eat some peaches that they had canned. Anna Louise died just a few days later. After Ricka's death in 1896, Great-Grandpa Federer married Phoebe Guy in 1904.

That's all for now!

Monday, September 21, 2009

Quote for the week

"When our first parents were driven out of Paradise, 

Adam is believed to have remarked to Eve: 

"My dear, we live in an age of transition!"

~ Dean Inge

 

It seems from the beginning of time we have been in transition! Transition follows us the moment we were born until the moment we die. First, we make the transition from childhood to adolescence, from adolescence to adulthood. Then we make the transition from single life to married life, from an active career into retirement. In between are many other difficult transitions challenging us, sometimes ripping our very hearts apart that we wonder how on earth we’re ever going to survive.

TRANSITION is CHANGE. It seems whether we like it or not change happens. Sometimes we welcome transition and other times it can be difficult. 

Our sweet Johnnie Belle is in the middle of a transition and we find some aspects of it challenging and a little sad. 


Christopher will miss having his grandmother close by. Right now driving to Salt Lake to visit her seems like a trip to the moon. He has been visiting her every Sunday now for many years and those frequent visits are all about to change. Tim will miss zipping over on his scooter several times a week to see her. We won't be able to drop by dinner as often and so we need time to adjust.


A lifetime of important papers!


Favorite pictures.


Many treasures collected over the years.

 
The living room where we have 
gathered for many parties looks very bare.


Johnnie Belle wanted to make sure nothing went to Deseret Industries that she still may need!


It is wonderful to have strong sons that are always willing to help.


We hope it is an easy transition for her.


Change ... transition, Who needs it?! 

Celebration for Christopher

生日快乐
Shēngrì Kuàilè


Ready ...


Set ...


Party!!


Mark and Tiff gave Chris a great pair of "date" jeans!


Back view ~ looking good!


Are you checking the price?!


A very proud Dad!!



One of Chris' favorite desserts ~
Paula Deen's pumpkin roll!

Yummy!

I hope you have a wonderful year and that your wish comes true!


Friday, September 18, 2009

Christopher Glenn


Christopher Glenn Williams
September 18, 1982
Just 2 days old!

I just have to remind you on your 27th birthday how much I love you.

You are a remarkable man, so intelligent and kind. Thanks for always treating me with respect and love. I never have to ask you for help, you just see what is needed and jump in to lend a hand.

You are so talented and are becoming a wise business man. You are a great cook and I want to thank you for all the deeelicous meals you have made for us. I never mind washing every dish in the house after you have finished!!

I wish you all things that will make you happy, help you to stay healthy and keep you on the path to your highest and mightiest dreams.


It took you a little while to decide if we should keep Mark!


I love this picture of you riding on the tractor with my brother Lloyd. This picture was taken at Grandma and Grandpa Federer's homestead.


Your ordination to a deacon and looking very handsome. Mark's hair was still so blond!


Captain Chris - One of our first trips to Lake Powell. You LOVED driving the boat.


Football days before your career ending injury!


The very first group of yell leaders in Utah county. You guys were the best!


Your mission to Taiwan and one of many families you baptized.


I still love it when you and Tim play the trumpet!


Thanks for all the times you went to Wyoming with me.

Happy Birthday Son!!!