Life Sketch of Myrvin Orsman Jorgensen
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Born in Hyde Park, Utah, the 27th of October 1894, the twelfth of sixteen children.
I was born in Hyde Park, Utah, the 27th of October 1894, the twelfth of sixteen children.
We lived in a frame house on a big corner lot in the town section off Hyde Park. My father also had a farm and range land on the foot hills near our, home. My earliest memories are of how I used to help my mother and brothers and sisters care for the vegetable garden and the beautiful flowers my mother always strived to have surrounding our home. I also had to help milk the cows and walking, drive them to the pasture and go after them in the evening. I began school at the age of eight, and went as far as the fifth grade. On the 12th day of March in 1907 I left school to go to the winter range to care for my fathers sheep, at Wendover, Utah. My older brother Leeman and I were to bring the sheep to the lambing grounds in Johnson’s Canyon, in Box Elder County, Utah. I was thirteen years of age at this time, and my work was to haul water from the springs along the way in two ten gallon wooden kegs for culinary purposes around camp Sometimes we would melt snow for the purpose to save going so far to get water. My other chores included cooking, going for supp1ies and moving the camp site.
It was about ten weeks from the time we started for the winter range to move the sheep till they were moved.-------, sheared, and back on summer range again. I remembered sugar beets were ready to be thinned just as we arrived back on the farm in Hyde Park, about the first part of June. The sugar beet industry was rather new at this time in 1907. It was thought at that time the sugar beets should be planted late enough to avoid the spring frost. After helping on the farm during the summer, I went back to the winter range the 2nd of October. This time it was the Deep Creek Range in Nevada; and I was with the sheep all that winter and in the spring of 1908, we left there and went up the trail to the Delno Range, (in Nevada), to lamb. We also erected a shearing corral at Annerville Springs, close by and after the sheep were sheared we put them on summer range in care of a herdsman and returned to the ranch to irrigate and do general farm work. This time the ranch I worked on was the Twelve Mile Ranch in Nevada. It was located twelve miles north and west of Tacoma, Nevada. My folks had moved from Hyde Park, Utah to this big stock ranch, known as the Vineyard Land and Livestock Company. My Father had bought part interest in the Company. This company had holdings in a one hundred square mile radius of land. There were thousands of water springs all over the hundred miles square of land and where the water springs were the Company owned land thus giving them control over the hundred square miles of range land. They put us a lot of hay for the cattle; intact we began haying on the fifth of July and from then on we cut and put up hay, rain or shine ,till the fourteenth of October. I did a lot of riding in the fall, gathering cattle off the open range and feeding them thru the winter. While on this farm in Nevada it was my job to help the driver change horses on the stage coach night and morning for four trips a week. This stage coach carried mail one hundred and ten miles between Sanyucina Ranch, Nevada to Tacoma, Nevada. The horses were wild to handle and I also had to feed and curry and care for the horses used on the trips. We were on this place till the spring of 1910. At this time my folks decided to buy a cattle ranch at Etna, Utah and we moved there. Again I worked feeding cattle, putting up hay and riding the range on thru the year of 1911. I now started to school again in Etna, Utah; but found I had to quit again in three months because of farm duties and about this time I was sent to work on the West Cache Orchard Company farm in Amalga, Cache, Utah of which my father was manager and I also worked in my fathers flour mill, located in Smithfield, Utah. In the year of 1915 on September the 8th, in Logan, Cache County, Utah, I married Martha Ann Buck. One daughter, Bernice, and two sons, Kenneth and Elaine were born in Smithfield, Utah. During this time I did some farming of my own on rented land. I also built a house in Smithfield, but left and moved to Avon, Utah on a farm. It was here Ila Beth was born. Later I moved to Moreland, Idaho and learned to make cheese for the Kraft Cheese Company; making cheese; in the Idaho factories located Moreland, Darlington, Malta, Pocatello, Grace Blackfoot, and Aberdeen. It was in Aberdeen that Laura was born and the 1929 depression was still raging. Now I decided to take the boys out on a farm to live. We moved onto a rented farm in Burley, Idaho. We lived there and farmed for seventeen years. We then moved to Renton, Washington, where I was employed by the Boeing Aircraft Company, as a painter. I remained in their employ for eight years, at which time I was retired at the age of sixty five years. In June of 1960 while on vacation I suffered a Stroke which affected my left side. I worked after my recovery from this a custodian for three Renton ward, one of which was mine, for several years. In February of 1971 because of my health, I moved back to Pocatello, Idaho, to be near my son Elaine, who is a physician, so he could help take care of me. I lived here until August 3, 1976 , when I moved to Aberdeen into a Senior citizen housing apartment which was ground level and I could no longer manage the steps in the home in which we resided in Pocatello. This was because of having suffered a broken hip
[Added by Bernice]
Uncle Leeman told me of an accident my father had as a child. He was real small and his mother had just lost recently lost two babies prayed she be spared this child who had fallen from the loft of the barn landing on his head. He was spared to her for which I am very grateful.
As a child I remember his patience with animals , which he could get to do most anything he tried to get them to. He and Uncle Quinn were very close and I remember them working together quite a bit. Uncle Quinn lived with us and he and Dad built many toys for us as kids. He was a hard worker all his life, sometimes working the clock around with the exception of an-hour or two of sleep. He was an expert cheesemaker and even after he left the factory the Kraft Cheese Company tried to get him to come back to work for them several times, especially during the war years. He believed in giving a good days work for his pay and during his employ at Boeing his work evaluation sheets were very praiseworthy of his work.
Though he did not receive much schooling he never lost his desire to learn more. He was confined to a chair most of the last years of his life; but never lost that ability to learn. His mind was as sharp as it ever was right to the end. He remembered things that put me to shame, for I could not remember many of he things he did. He loved his family, though it was hard for him to put it in words. We still knew by his actions and things he did that he loved us. He was very proud off his grandchildren and his great grandchildren.
He passed away at Pocatello, Idaho, August 29, 1977 and was buried September 1, 1977 beside his infant son, Victor in the family plot at Smithfield, Utah.