Lucinda Coleman's Life Story
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I was born 6 August 1913 in Benson, Cache, Utah, a daughter of Charles Ezra Atkinson and Nancy Ellen Richeson. I was the sixth child, having one older sister and four older brothers: Ellen Grace who had red hair; Raymond Charles who was real dark; Orlando Nathan, who had white hair; Alvin Rulon who was short and very bashful; and Clifford Lee, also called Buster.
When I was two years old, another sister was born on my Grandma Richeson's birthday. Since they had already given me her name, they called her Elsa. My sister, Lenora, also had Lovely red hair which was kept in ringlets. These four older brothers and one older sister gave me a fighting attitude.
My earliest memory was of a pair of red shoes that I put in the oven to keep warm. But I kept them in too long and they were reduced to ashes - so that summer I went barefoot.
Mother always saw that we had good clothes for Sunday. We always looked forward to Sunday School. Since we lived three miles from church and until our older brothers were big enough to take care of the horses, Father would take us where ever we needed to go in a white top buggy.
When I was eight years old, I was baptized in the Logan Temple. The next year, 6 August 1922, Mother and Dad sent us all to Sunday School, and Raymond and Orlando drove the buggy. We were all so happy because we were dressed in our Sunday only best. I was nine years old that day, and when we got home there was fried chicken and cake.
After dinner, Mother took us four girls in the buggy to Logan to see Grandma and Grandpa Richeson. We had only been playing for a little while when the neighbors had a telephone call to tell my mother to come home quickly as my 16 year old brother, Raymond, had been lost in the river running by our home. They could not find his body. My cousin took his car and drove Mother home while we stayed with Grandma. All the boys had been swimming in the river and eating a big dinner. Even thought they were all good swimmers, Raymond took a cramp and went under. We had all been together fishing up the haying, and this broke our family up. They later found Raymond's body after dragging the river with hooks.
People from the Lindquist Funeral Home came to our house to lay the body out. I watched as they cut the body under the arms and drained the blood in a slop jar. Dad took this jar out and buried it in the ground. The body was covered with a purple robe. When I touched by brother's face it was hard and cold. Everyone in Benson came to our home and brought food. Raymond was buried in the Logan Cemetery. Mother did lots of crying and as long as she lived she never celebrated another birthday of mine. Each birthday was a time of sorrow for my mother and she would spend much of the day alone.
Mother still baked 10 loaves of bread every other day for our family. She washed clothes on Monday and ironed with stove irons. She always helped in the field, milked cows and went with the boys in the field to hoe and top sugar beets. In our house in Benson we had no running water nor electric power; we did, however, have a telephone.
Dad and Mother gave me a table with two stools. The table had a drawer in it. Overall, I had a happy childhood. I often visited my grandparents in Logan. Every year my Grandmother Atkinson lived with us for three months spending her time mending clothes, making quilts and baking cookies for her grandchildren. She really helped out our Mother. Often, Grandma Atkinson told us about her life in Denmark and Sweden and her tip across the plains. She was part of a pioneer company and suffered greatly in that trek.
My parents had lots of company. What fun we had with our cousins when they visited. They would sleep on the floor, and we would play and play. Because of our farm life we always had plenty to eat. Even though my family was considered poor by many standards, we didn't consider ourselves poor since all of our neighbors were in the same boat.
I attended school in Benson till I was in the sixth grade. The Utah Power and Light Company wanted to build a dam on our land for electricity, and they bought our home and property for $30,000. I was eleven years old when we moved to logan where we had in-house plumbing and many comforts we didn't have on our farm.
I finished sixth grade at the woodruff school and went to seventh at the B.Y. training school which was part of the Brigham Young College. I attended eighth and ninth grades at Logan Junior High. I attended Logan High School for tenth and eleventh grades, however, I did not graduate from high school since I was needed on our farm.
I worked for a jewish family for about a year. They ran a local junk yard. I also stayed with my sister Grace when she had her first two children - she had married Nelse Fransen. Nelse had six small children from a previous marriage. He was as old as my father.
I had many boyfriends. The first was my school teacher, then a returned missionary. My heart was broken many times. When I was 16 years old I really dated. I met Earl Coleman when he was with my friend, Della Jeppsen. At the the time I met Earl, I was going with Hal Reed. I could only go out on Saturdays because of my age. My parents were very strict. My sister and I used to go out with my brother to the movies or a show and then we would team up with some boys we knew.
Even though my parents were strict I sometimes got around their strictness. My mother did not like the short skirts of the twenties. Since they were in fashion I needed to wear them, so I used to leave home with the approved dress then I would change into my "flapper dress" at school. When it was time to go home, I would change back into my mother's dress.
On 25 November 1932, at the age of nineteen, I married Earl Coleman. He was the son of Franklin Coleman and Mary Cantwell. We went on the train to Salt Lake City, Utah and were married at the county court house by Bishop George B. Graham. We spent our honeymoon with Earl's sister, Fern, Who lived in Salt Lake City.
We spent the first year with my in-laws. We then moved in with my mother and father in Logan. It was a very hard time for us with the start of the depression. On 10 May 1035 we bought a three room house in the Logan 12th Ward. I had to carry water from our neighbor, Ben Johnson's, place. They were always good to us. We eventually got a well dug for our home and we had wonderful fresh water outside my back door.
Our oldest son was born 3 August 1935. The cord was wrapped around his neck and he choked to death during his birth. My sister Grace fixed him in his little casket. He was buried at the Smithfield Cemetery. My husband Earl saw that he was buried with all the love we had stored up to give him. He was buried in a dress and petticoat made by his Grandma Coleman.
On 16 October 1936 Mary Ellen was born. She came buttocks first. Her arms and legs were so blue, but I was so thrilled when she cried.
My father died 19 August 1937. He was sick a lot before he died. We were all married except my one brother, Clifford. When we went to pick out the casket for my father we all decided on one with a square pillow. My baby sister liked the round one and she remarked, "Well, if I die I want that one." She died 9 December 1937, that same year. She had only been married since 19 May 1937, only six months, when she died from a throat infection. She was married in the Logan Temple on her birthday. She graduated from High school after being married.
Ronald Earl was bor 26 August 1939.
We went to the Logan Temple on 9 May 1949 and Had our children sealed to us along with our own endowments. Mother brought the children up to the sealing room. They looked so nice dressed all in white Mr. and Mrs. Frank Owen went with us. This was one of the happiest days of my life.
I was set apart as a Sunday School teacher on 12 January 1941 by Bishop Parley A. Hill. I was to teach the second intermediate class. Ruby Peterson helped me. When the class got bigger Mrs. Elizabeth Bailey helped us.
LaRae was born 15 November 1941. We moved to the Worley Farm but only stayed during the summer. Earl got sick and we moved back to our home.
That Fall Earl got inflammatory rheumatism. He spent three months in bed. Our neighbors were good to us. Older men would come and hand us a dollar. People brought us meat. Everyone was so good to the kids, giving them something for Christmas.
In 1943 I went to Ogden to work, traveling by bus. I did this until January 1944. We moved to Ogden. Earl went to work for the Southern Pacific railroad in the shop at Ogden as a pipe fitter helper. I worked for almost three years for the Ogden Army Depot as a lady guard.
We moved to Clearfield on 10 May 1946, living in the Second Ward. I taught Primary and Sunday School. This I enjoyed very much.
May and June 1950 we took a trip to Mexico City and saw the Pyramids of the Sun and Moon, and the Gloating Gardens. We also saw the Church Line in 14K gold, but on the outside of it was beggar street. LaRae and Ronald took this trip with us. We sent to Portland, Oregon and down to Bend to see my brother Alvin.
Paul Dale was born 3 May 1951 at the St. Benedict's Hospital in Ogden, Utah. We took a trip to California, leaving Paul with Mary and Ronald. They would do their paper route and took care of him for two weeks. This they did very well.
Mary graduated from Davis High. She entered the St. Benedict Hospital of Nursing. She stayed there six months. She joined the WAC Army. She took her basic training at Fort McClellan, Alabama and was then stationed at Fort Belvoir, Virginia across the river from Washington D.C. September 1955 Paul and I went and stayed a week at Fort Belvoir. We traveled by train there and back. I worked at Woods Cross Cannery to help out to buy things for winter.
Ronald graduated from Davis High School in May 1957. He worked for Lagoon Amusement Park during the Summer. In August 1957 he followed his sister and joined the U. S. Army for three years. His basic training was at Fort Ord, California, and Crypto Repair training was at Fort Monmouth, New Jersey. I visited him there when Mary was discharged from the U.S. Army. LaRae and Paul came along. Ronald was stationed in Paris, France for two years.
I worked at the Wood Cross Cannery, the Turkey Plant in Ogden and the Thiokol Job Corps Infirmary in Clearfield. I went to church, family reunions, funerals and many activities and enjoyed my family members, friends and others.
Mary got married to Andy (Andrew) Martinez. They had two sons, Mike and Kelly. They lived in Colorado, Utah and California. I had the opportunity of visiting them there many times. I took care of Mike for a while and enjoyed both Mike and Kelly growing up and developing.
LaRae graduated room Davis High School May 1960. She married Ed harris, an airman from Hill Air Force Base. They had three sons - Anthony, Mark and Earl. Being in the U.S. Air Force they lived in Japan, California, Nevada, England, Utah and Florida. I went on many trips to visit them. They, as did the rest of my family, brought me many joys and sorrows.
Ronald went to the Alaskan-Canadian Mission in January 1961. It was a great joy to me to have my son go on a mission. Having family problems at the time - a son on a mission brought me great joy and peace.
Paul was the light of my life and kept me young. He did well in school and had many friends.
Ronald came back from his mission and went to Weber State College. He graduated with a B.S. Degree in Elementary Education. He married JoAnn Eckersley on 2 August 1965. They had two children - Ronalee and Kevin Earl. Ronald graduated with a Masters Degree in Education from BYU. I could always count on Ronald and his beautiful wife, JoAnn, to help and visit us.
Earl retired from the southern Pacific Railroad in 1966. We went by train on a pass on several trips. He liked to work out in the orchard, read, collect things, do genealogy work and visit people. We enjoyed being together and being with our family. We had a deep love for each other.
Paul graduated from Clearfield High School in May 1969. He went on a mission to Northern States by the Great Lakes. He went to Utah State University and graduated from BYU and was in ROTC after school he went in the U. S. Army. He married Kim Davis. They had five daughters - Elizabeth, Catherine, Jennifer, Mary and Aura. I visited them several times throughout the world. They brought me much joy and happiness. Paul went to work for State Farm Insurance Company after being mustered out of the U. S. Army. He received his Masters Degree.
My home in Clearfield was the scene of much joy, happiness, and sorrows. Earl worked out in the fruit orchard and I loved to work out in the garden - growing all kinds of vegetables. The rose garden was my pride and joy. Many species of roses brought a scene of great joy, peace and beauty. Harvesting the fruit brought many people to our place. We gave a lot of fruit away. The Clearfield 4th Ward took over the orchard later.
Our family raised many chickens, rabbits, pigs and ducks for meat. The children loved the animals especially the pigs, dogs and cats.
I loved to go on the train to visit my family. Mary lived in Los Angeles, California. Paul lived in Texas, California, Pennsylvania, and Germany. LaRae lived in England, California, Nevada and Fort Walton Beach, Florida. I loved to visit them and their families. It brought me a lot of joy and sorrow. I tried to help them as best I could and loved them.
My husband, Earl, died 20 August 1980 of a heart attack at Davis North Medical Center in Layton, Utah - after almost 48 years of marriage. We had a wonderful life together. I missed him a lot because of our love and we did a lot of things together. He was a great man, husband, father, grandfather, and friend. He honored his priesthood, had a great testimony of the gospel and loved doing genealogy along with being with his family.
I traveled a lot with friends and on tours with LaRae and my sister, Elsa. I met many people and friends. It took me five years to adjust to life without Earl.
I volunteered a lot at nursing homes, senior centers and hospitals. I took care of sick people and those ones in need. I also worked at politics, went to senior citizen centers in Ogden, Logan and Clearfield. I was a member of the Golden Hours Senior Citizens Sing-a-long Choir and a member of the Davis County Heritage Center and the D.U.P.
As a member of the Clearfield 4th Ward I served as a Primary and Sunday School teacher and as Relief Society teacher for many years. Many ward members helped me out.
I attended my 50th Logan High School Class Reunion in Logan and received the Logan High School Grizzlies 50th Year Reunion Golden Anniversary Booklet. I had a very enjoyable time meeting all my friends and classmates. I loved going back to school at Weber State University in Ogden. I met many people and friends there. Education was always important to me.
Fifty years have gone by full of happiness and joy, 1931 - 1981. When I married Earl Coleman he worked for the railroad in 1933. They were the depression years: flour, fifty pounds for seventy-nine cents, hamburger, ten cents a pound and root beer a nickel. I lived in Logan nine years, moved to Ogden, then lived in Clearfield for 36 years. I have two sons, two daughters and nine grandchildren I retired from Thiokol. I do volunteer work in Physical Therapy three days a week at a nursing home. My husband died August 1980.
My hobby is traveling -- spent three months in Europe, traveled to Mexico City, Canada and all of the USA. My life is a happy one. I am a Senior Citizen 67 years old. I belong to the Sing-a-long at the Golden Hours Center in Ogden and also the SP Railroad Old Timers. I love people--black, white, rich or poor. In February 1981 I took a walk around the Logan High School. It really has been made into a larger school. No pretty dresses--the girls are in tight levis pants and the boys have long hair. High school days-- put them down on paper so as not to forget our happy memories.