Roy E Fielding
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BIOGRAPHY OF ROY EDMOND FIELDING
Three things a man must learn to do
If he would make his record true: To think without confusion clearly, To act from honest motive purely: To love his fellow-men sincerely
To trust in God and Heaven securely.
My Dear Boy,
If you follow these lines you will never go astray. I believe that cleanliness should be in the mind as well as in the body. If our minds are clean we will desire to have our surroundings clean and the "clean mind" will reflect the clean body and clean home. Hateful resentment, or unloving thoughts are sure to react upon the thinker. So ever be humble and prayerful and the Lord will help you to do these things.
With love sincerely,
The above lines were written in Roy's record book by Mother when it was presented to him by her for him to keep his life's history in. This was over thirty years ago. He is now nearing his fiftieth birthday. If she could know him now we're sure her "joy would be unlimited" because of the life he as lived.
ROY E. FIELDING was born 6 May 1903 in Hooper, (Kanesville Ward) Utah. His father, James H. Fielding was born 10 November 1869 at Salt Lake City, Utah. His mother, Eliza Mayberry, was born 11, December 1875 at Franklin, Idaho. They were married in the Salt Lake Temple 19 January 1898. His mother died 3 July 1926 and his father died 19 January 1935, their wedding anniversary date. Roy was indeed "born of goodly parents" they having filled God's greater law-for they were the parents of twelve sons and daughters and did teach them the Gospel by precept and example. Of the seven children now living (Bertha Skyles, Pearl Allred, Roy. E., Ada Bennett, Hazel
Dial, Arvel and Herman) all have been married in the temple and are active in the
Church. Roy can also be proud as he has had thirteen children including one set of "twin boys" by Ethel and a set of "twin girls" by Nina. The four older children (Reva, Mildred, Delwin and Shirley) who are married have been sealed in the Temple.
Of the 12 children Roy was the 2nd son and the 4th child. He was the first child to be born in the new frame house built by his father on a small farm purchased from her folks by the side of their home. At Kanesville he began his schooling. There he also enjoyed Primary and Religion Class in the one-roomed Church by the side of the school house. He remembers some •stake Officers visiting Primary. On the way home their horse got sick and died in the shaves of the buggy.
Roy was baptized 1 July 1911, by Henry P. Green in the old Hooper ditch near
his home. He thinks Virgil went with him.. The day was rainy and a breeze blowing. He remembers being cold as he went home to change his wet clothes. He was confirmed by George Green 2 July 1911.
The family was growing in number and the farm was small so Father decided to sell. In Nevada he took up a dry farm of 160 acres and 80 acres of irrigated land but he gave up that idea and instead bought a farm from Uncle John Clark in Shelley, Idaho (66 acres of land for $77.50 an acre-that was a good price then for land.) After making arrangements for the place we packed up our furniture, a little machinery and a few livestock, (tom, Kate, Chub, and a cow, Linie). We bid our many friends good-by.
Father and Virgil came with the freight car with our belongings in (it took 24 hours) Mother and the rest came on the train, the next morning, staying at Aunt Martha's the night before. We stayed at Uncle Johns' until Father and Virgil could get our little
two-roomed log house fixed up. We were all happy Father had decided to move to
Idaho instead of Nevada. We arrived 13 March 1912-Roy was 9.
Just before moving to Idaho Roy remembers having a difference with some of the school boys and telling• Raymond Mayberry, "You'll be sorry when we move to Idaho". The day we left Kanesville the school children all came out and bid us good-by. In the little two-roomed log house we'll not forget-in it 3 beds including a a folding bed,
a cradle, sewing machine, a rag-carpet with straw under it. Roy and Virgil slept in the attic above; also in our potato cellar after it was built. Grain was also stored there.
That first year brought with it much sorrow as little Lawrence (born 28 Sept.
1909) died 4 August 1912 (3 years old); then little Gladys (born 12 April 1911) died with in a month of him 3 Sept. 1912. Mother felt when Gladys took sick that Lawrence had come for her. Things were better though as time went on. ON 21 December 1913
Arvel Willis was born. In March 1914 we moved into our large new frame home. It had
a large basement, kitchen, front room, and bedroom, pantry, bathroom and 3 large bedrooms upstairs and clothes closets. It was a lovely home for us and the folks were proud of it.
It is easy to see that Roy had been taught early in youth the same as had Heleman by his father, Alma, wherein he said, "0, remember, my Son, and learn wisdom in thy youth; yea, learn in thy youth to keep the commandments of God.
Counsel with the Lord in all thy doings and he will direct thee for goo." Alma 37: 35, 37.
It is his solemn word that tobacco has never touched his limps. One night in his very early teens when he arrived a t Scout Meeting early he caught a couple of the boys, older than himself, smoking. Because he 2 would not smoke with them they proceeded to force him to. The one fellow was quite a "bully". Though he had been afraid of him before now he had one hand free and he came up with it and gave him such a.blow on the jaw they let him go. They• never bothered him again.
One night the Scouts went up to Amanda Burkes to practice songs. They were on horses back. On the way home Roy was behind the others, it was dark and his horse stumbled plunging him forward. He landed on the hard ground fracturing his shoulder blade. Oh, how it hurt! Managing to climb on the horse somehow he slowly made his way home. The other boys knew nothing of it. He got home about one a.m. Mother took him to the Dr. after that in a a horse and buggy. They got home about morning and it really gave him a lot of pain but go along ok.
It was in the Fall of 1918 the great Influenza broke out. We were one of the first families to get it. Mother desired so much that we have a family group picture but we didn't. We were exposed when we went to Goshen to see Ethel and Willis Teeples. Several of us had it at the same time. Oh, how many times mother had to climb those stairs to take care of our needs. People were so frightened they hardly dare pass. All public place, churches were closed down. However, the neighbors were good to come help harvest our beets. Virgil's flu turned to pneumonia. We got a trained nurse Mrs. Lawrence) who wore a make over her face. How Virgil hated that! Mother gathered us around and we held a "Prayer circle". He was soon relieved, he died 25 November 1918. As I remember Father and Roy had to carry him downstairs and put him into the casket. Oh, how hard it was on them. We could hold no funeral except a short one at the cemetery and I guess none of us could be present. Poor Mother, I can see her now when we sat down to the table to eat--she would sit there and cry-and we knew why, one place was missing. His Patriarchal Blessing said he should go on a mission. Why should he die! It wasn't his time. The Patriarch told her, "Many, many soldiers had been killed in the World War I, no doubt his mission was to preach the Gospel in the spirit world. He got his call to go to war the day he died. Mother said, "The greater call came first". As Pearl remembers it our prayer circle was the beginning of "Family Prayers" in our home. Father would call on different ones of the family but as we remember he didn't take the lead. However, he'd always say the blessing on the food and always gave the same one. Roy was then 15. He seemed to have grown up over night. He did so well in shouldering the responsibilities and trying to take Virgil' place. He even hauled sugar beets to the factory with a double team.
Roy, like man, many other boys, decided once he was going to leave home. He tells it in this manner: "Because of our large farm, father had rented part of it to Ed Cannon and they were living in our well_house. I had harnessed the horses for work that morning, opened the barn door, but didn't prop the door back, then while they went to the trough to get a drink I went into the house for breakfast. When one of the horse were going back into the barn its harnesses caught onto the door and broke them all
up. Father, of course, was angry and scolded me. I didn't think he was justified so decided to leave home I went to Shelley and succeeded in getting a job in a garage. then went home to pack up. I needed a suit case, mother was cutting spud's in the big cellar so I went down to ask her for one. It was near quitting time, so she said she'd finish filling her basket then she'd go to the house with me and take the things out of the suitcase. No doubt she had been praying in her heart all day. In thinking back on the experience now I marvel at the wisdom and tact she used in the situation. In the meantime she talked to me, asked where I'd been, about the new job, etc, she said, "It really is too bad because you have been so good to help all spring. Your dad depends on you so much. You have worked so hard too, I feel sure your dad will just turn the rest of the farm over to Ed to run." In the meantime she had emptied the suitcase, and I had turned the whole thing over in my mind. Another decision was made. I knew my place was at home. The nest morning as I was going about my work at home father was so good to me. I had a "singing feeling inside and everything was fine."
It was the usual scene around the Fielding ranch to do our Saturday's cleaning
and do most of the cooking for Sunday. Then on Sunday we all went to Sunday
School, expect Father. He stayed home and caught up on his reading-dozing a bit, too. We generally brought friends home from Sunday School for dinner; rushed back for Sacrament Meeting form 2 till 4 then maybe even more would come home to stay until M.I.A. meeting at night. We'd gather around the piano and spend much time singing and enjoying ourselves. I never remember Mother complaining about us bringing too many home. The table always seemed big enough for one more and the food, though plain, seemed to always go around. Mother sort of went along wit us. Father always stayed home and put up with us; our noises, intrusions, etc.
In the winter time many a Saturday we all spent the day in the spud cellar
poring spuds. Father and Mother went to Idaho Falls if it were possible to get there, If there had been a blizzard and it was too cold to open the cellar doors and the holes in the top were plugged up with snow it was Hazel who had to go down first, cause she was the smallest, and push the snow thorough'. Before Roy came down he usually stirred up a big batch of fudge, brought it down and cooked it over the little coal-oil stove we had down there to keep us warm, when it had cooked it seemed like most the day and we felt we could wait no longer he poured it into a pie-tin and it still didn't set, we usually ended up eating it (vigorously) with spoons. fudge never has tasted so good!!! Roy was a great tease or Elda and I thought a "tormentor". We'd run to Mother for protection. He'd say outside the screened porch with the warning, "Never mind, I'll gitcha!" Only once do I remember getting even with him. He had been separating the milk in the basement and was coming up. I stood behind the pantry door and "Booed" at him. It frightened him so and he was so angry at me! He said, "Don't you know, you're apt to kill a fellow doing that".
Ada writes these items as "I REMEMBER...How I enjoyed Roy's saxophone
music. How he enjoyed making pretty stacks of hay and such high ones! How I and Roy learned to ride the bicycle by riding off the bog potato cellar. Then we had a timed race down to L.P. Christensens and back.
I can almost taste the Niger-toe chocolates he used to buy for the girls he
would take to dances which usual included one or two of his sisters, they were privileged to go even if he had a date.
Ada continues-He was so pleased when he met the new girl at Ricks College-a
Miss Ethel Soenberry(Soelberg). I believe he learned to say her last name correct by the end of the 2nd term--when she rode home with Roy, Herman and mother from Rexburg on April 1, 1922. He seemed so young when they were married, Jun 20,
1923. Mother, Father and Elda went with them. They left June 14th and didn't get back till June 24th. They visited in Franklin, Far West, Kanesville and on to Salt Lake.
Roy has always been a big tease, but a hard worker an and good provider.
Roy was putting tar on the roof one day and got it on his hands and arms and face. He used cleanse to get it off. Oh, how sore it made them!
At a party at the church house one, Roy couldn't find his nose and ear when crossing his hands to quickly grasp or touch each in a game. I laughed at him till I nearly cried.
I remember how I enjoyed my rip East to Chicago with Roy, Ethel, and Jay 3 mo. We attended the Century of Progress--came home in Roy's new Deluxe Chevrolet car.
I can remember when we were small and living in Kanesville. We were playing
with our cousin, Leona. She was the "ma", Roy was the "pa" and I was the little girl. How "Pa" did order "ma" to "get dinner ready'. Also the time Roy and I went over to play at Uncle Chas. (while the folks were at Ogden) Father had told us not to go over there, when we saw the folks coming we sure took off for home.
Roy tells this experience which had a great bearing on his life: One night I was all dressed in my best ready to go on a date. Mother was sewing and called me over to her and said, "My boy, you are going out tonight. You have a date and you will have many more of them. Please remember when temptations come to you see your mother's face. Does it show disappointment or remorse? Would she be pleased? If you act accordingly, then I am sure, Son, you will never go far wrong." That has been a real safeguard in my life. Was that Mother's way of teaching, "HOW GLORIOUS AND NEAR TO THE ANGELS IS YOUTH THAT IS CLEAN; THIS YOUTH HAS JOY UNSPEAKABLE HERE AND ETERNAL HAPPINESS HEREAFTER." (1st Presidency 6 April, 1942) To show that this little incident became a real part of his life, many years after this when he was the Bishop in writing to the service boys as a Bishopric he included to them this very worthy advice which has a familiar ring to the above incident:
"We here at home are greatly concerned over the safety and well being of our local boys, and we want to personally thank you for what you are doing for us. Temptations are great for all of us in these days and we need to be constantly checking up on ourselves. a word of advice from us would be to set our dear mothers as an
ideal. It we are doing the thing that would cause a smile to appear on her face, that
would be a sign to go ahead and do what we are doing, but if we would cause that face to show disappointment or remorse, we will surely regret it. Let us use our mothers disappointment or remorse, we will surely regret it. Let us use our mothers face, or the word mother, as a beacon light in our journey through life."
This though we give you from Hugh B. Brown: "Each man is the pilot of his
own life, charged with the responsibility of the flight across the valley of life and over the hills of eternity. Keep this in mind as you ponder the thought that the Creator is your Father--heed His warnings, for His purpose is to help you make a happy landing. For this purpose He has made known the laws of Life. He is the master-builder who has made man in his own image."
Roy was not able to complete the eighth grade because his help was so much needed on the farm each spring and fall. After a time he and Pearl went to High School at Ricks College. They rented a basement room from Dan Stoddard and batched
it--working part time. The second year they helped harvest the potatoes and beets before going (Dec. 1st). They were much behind and that made it difficult. However in January 1922 he met Ethel Soelberg at a dance who proved to be the "girl of his dreams". She was from Ammon, Idaho and had the highest of ideals, clean, pretty and lovely in every way. She was working to be a school teacher, which she did for one year in Freedom, Wyoming with the understanding they would get married if either didn't find someone else. A fellow there grew fond of her and proposed. She wasn't at all serious and didn't feel she had led him going any way but told Roy about eh whole thing (they had promised to do just that). Roy felt badly but to her didn't make any remark about it but said he had bought a little two-roomed home from Chesly Morgan but that Bill Fielding would gladly take it off his hands. She was to let him know what to do. She knew how he felt. She phoned her answer and that was to keep the house, and she sent a down-payment on the house. So on June 20, 1923 the wedding bells did ring and they were married in the Salt Lake Temple and settled down to a happy married life in the little two-roomed house.
It was where that their first 3 children, Reva, Mildred and Delwin were born. Here they planned their plans and dreamed their dreams and it was always dreams of
their being together. For three years they planned a new home where their family
might grow and blossom and their joy might be more complete. In 1930 their dream home was completed and they moved into it. Here they were blessed with 5 more lovely children, Shirley, Jay, Don, Ronald, and Steven. Roy and Ethel loved their family dearly. They were their "kingdom here on earth" and it was their greatest desire that they became noble men and women.
Roy was ordained to the different offices of the Priesthood as he became of age. He acted as Sunday School Secretary before he was married; then as S.S. Councilor to David S. Dick. He was made Ward Clerk to Bishop Eli a. Cox, April 13,
1924 where he worked for many years.
In the summer of 1938 the Stake Presidency, J. Berkeley Larson, F.M. Davis and Wilford Christenson met with Roy and Ethel and asked him to be Jameston Ward Bishop. He was very reluctant to do so as he felt so very incapable. Thru' this good wife's influence and persuasion and thru' humble prayer made his decision. He realized when one is asked by a presiding officer to help he should be glad to accept and give the best to that labor; knowing that we are under covenant to do so. May I also quote from Barret's "The Restored Church" page 139 "The church calls men to be leaders and expects them to grow big enough to fill the call. Not what you are but what you may become! The job might be bigger than the man--but not so big as the man may become. The church does not attract great men. It produces great men. It gives them opportunity for growth. It heaps upon them responsibilities which forces them to grow or to die". (I have put this in the present tense.) Roy accepted the CHALLENGE AND HAD BEEN THE BIGGER FOR IT. The acceptance of it for which he has been very, very grateful and thankful. He was sustained then as Bishop of the Jameston Ward August 8. 1938-Bishop Eli a/ Cox being released on that date.
Then with the same attitude, as the Prophet of Old who said, "Lord, what would
thou have me do?" Roy set about to serve his Ward. He won his way into the hearts of the people and truly became the "Father of his Ward". He was ever mindful of their welfare, generous to those in need, willing to give advise and also to receive it-especial when it came from those who were in "Authority" over him. He has said when changes have been made in the church he had wondered at the time if it was for the best but time had proven that it was. He was ever seeking advise from Bishop Cox, ever
trusting in his good judgement from former experience. He thrilled with the privileged of
attending each General Conference at Salt Lake an listening to our General Authorities. During the World War 2 he had the special privilege of meeting with General Authorities along with the Stake Presidency. and Bishops in the large room in the Temple an to be passed the "Sacrament form the Quorum of Twelve". This an his many other experience taught him the fact that the "blessings return to us when we accept a call to work in the Church is far greater than the blessings we can impart to others". He desired more earnestly to give greater service to his fellowmen.
In Roy's Patriarchal Blessing it says YOU SHALL BE a BLESSING UNTO YOUR FATHER'S HOUSE, both for the living and for the dead. As brothers and sisters we have sough his advise on many, many occasions and felt it was filled with wisdom and good judgement. He has sought out our welfare in a great many ways. We have held "Family Home Evening' occasionally which, I'm sure our children will remember always and often we have gathered at the home; enjoying popcorn, apples, or other refreshments. Roy has done well financially, too. He's had his farm and his cattle.
With a large family it took a great deal yet he was free in his dealings. For instance: Ira
had been on his mission about a year and a half when I had the opportunity to ride out part of the way to spend the Holidays with him. Receiving encouragement in the step I was to take before 24 hours, I was on my way. But before I left a hundred-dollar bill was given to me with him saying that he had fattened a cow for that purpose--Irs' mission and sent me on my way with his blessings!
.Roy had been married 17 years; they had a family of 8 (Reva being 15 or 16 and Steven being 2 % mo. old). He was much occupied at making a good livelihood for them and he had been Bishop but a year and 7 mo. when on March 28, 1940 he was called to separate in death from his wife and companion. These are some of the events preceding and succeeding her death;--
After the birth of their first child, Reva, Ethel had an awfully hard time to gain her strength--just why we don't know. She went down to Lava Hot Springs with Mother an Father and stayed fro several weeks until she was better. Before the twins were born her heart was bad and the Dr. advised her against having anymore children.
Pearl did the house work and Ethel only took care of eh babies. However, she was just fine before Steven's birth. The same Dr. (Schiess) had to let another Dr. test her heat because he was so astonished how much better it was. She got along nicely. Steven was born January 11, 1940. About the middle of February she an Roy went to Idaho Falls and he bought her a lovely new black crepe dress with beaded designing on the sleeves for the dance that night They danced some. the next Tuesday she kept an appointment she had with the dentist (Dyer). He gave her a drug to kill the pain, it was the wrong thing for him to do for it really reacted on her heat. She had to lie down before going home. She was Relief Society Pres. and felt she should go. Roy took her but she couldn't stay long. During the night she felt she was going to die. She wanted to tell Roy what to do about he children. He wouldn't let her but tried to get the Dr. to come out. Dr. didn't think it was necessary, put them off. So they called Dr. Hiltbrandt from Idaho Falls. Dr. Schiess came the next morning and wasn't long in getting her to the hospital. During the night Roy had Reva and Mildred rub her legs, etc. to help out the circulation.
She didn't seem to get any better; but grew steadily worse; thou' the Dr. never
let on more would the nurses tell. Roy went on in great faith feeling she would get
better and that her life's mission was not yet complete. She was under oxygen most if not all the time. Much of the time she was.not conscious. Once again she tried to tell Roy what to do about the children but he could not bring himself to think anything but what she would live. Then we held a prayer circle for her at Earl Soelberg's and then re-read her Blessing. Then Roy thought maybe her earth mission may be complete.
Then while down town he met a man who introduce him to his wife. Roy knew it wasn't
the wife he knew and the man explained that he had lost his first wife and said, "I was one who thought it couldn't happen•to me". Roy, then began to realize maybe he'd have to give up--if it was the Lord's will. He cornered the nurse; she showed him her
records, she had grown steadily worse and her temperature was extremely high, 108
degrees. The Dr. gave him a sleeping pill and told Roy to get some rest cause he felt her time was short. The sleeping pill made him over-sleep until 11 a.m. He was groggy and tried to rush to the hospital. When he got there she was out of oxygen and fighting for air. He was quick getting action from the nurses. He felt so bad. Dr. said he could bring the children to see her. Reva a girl friend, got them. Roy went out in the car with the children and talked to them, told them they were going to have to get along without their mother and that Reva and Mildred were going to have to take her place. It seemed that it was the Lord's will that she should go. Always remember her teaching and never to let her face go out of their mind. The children cried. Ethel was relieved of her suffering March 28, 1940. The same day a baby boy (Bryce) was born to Dorothy and Arvel. Poor Roy! Such a load he carried--but he was such a brick. To the outside not once did he break down. The food poured in from the members of the
ward--everyone wanting to do something to help. The funeral was held at the Sake House and it was filled. Ethel was such a noble person and was so highly honored and loved.
Such a trying but bumbling experience. How discouraged he was, yet he had a
way of keeping so much to himself. Except to a few confidential friends he carried on whom he confided in his troubles. There is a poem that says:
"We pray for wisdom and God sends us Problems
The Solution of which develops Wisdom. We ask for strength and God gives us Difficulties
To make us Strong."--
He must have got out his PATRIARCHAL BLESSING and read it many, many times and wondered. True he had the "trials and the stumbling-blocks" but how could it prove to be a blessing?, to be "turned to his good and profit?" Well, it certainly taught him to be even more humble to his Heavenly Father.• Time passed on. Ada stayed with Roy and took care of the baby and the family for which Roy was so grateful.. He talked to several to bet advise. Brother Archiblad Bennett told him "when there's a vacancy in the church we like to fill it as soon•as possible. The home is no different".
During the summer Ada wanted to go on a little vacation and while she was
gone the kids all got to quarreling until finally he said, "for Heaven's sake, what would your mother think if she saw you carry on like this!:" Then he said he went to his bedroom in the closet, shut the door and cried and prayed! After a while Delwin came in and put his arms around him and said he was sorry.; then so did Mildred and Reva. After that there seemed to be more unity among them.
As time went on Ada and Royal set their wedding date for January 16, 1941. He needed a housekeeper. He was reminded that he needed to find a mother for his children. Evan Stevenson suggest Nina Robinson. Roy acted on the suggestion and Nina was willing to carry the responsibility. He kept company with Elsie, a nice widow lady, from Salt Lake, but his devotion and love was turned to Nina who had certainly been proving herself in the home. On the 1Oth of September 1941, they were married in the Cardston Temple. As brothers and sisters of Roy we have certainly learned to appreciate his choice of a companion for she has won our love an respect and admiration. She had done an admirable job in filing the place for 8 motherless children besides being a mother to two girls, Elaine and Phyllis; a set of twin girls, Nadine and Ilene, and one son, Mark Eli. Roy has and can certainly "count his many blessing".
While in the Bishopric Roy's interest was felt keenly among the young people. It seemed he was never too busy to load up a group of them to take to Lava hot Springs, Yellowstone Park or where ever they decided to go. He very much encouraged Marie Anderson in her musical talent and no doubted aided her financially in getting some of her songs printed. He dreamed of the new Chapel which the ward was shortly to build and had much of the funds raised for it. He was 100% behind the Church Welfare Plan and proved it by heeding and teaching his ward to adhere to the council and advice given by our authorities. When father died Roy was chosen to be our family administrator. He did it admirable so that each one got his portion (unless it was himself--he fried to give it to Ada--who had kept the family together) equally after Herman was of age and the same unity in the family was not broken because of "squabble" or feelings that all had not been dealt with justly.
Roy remained as Bishop for 12 1/2 years. With the great love in his heart for the people it was with hesitancy on his part on February 18, 1951 to be released as
Bishop, even tho' he was expecting it. Immediately after the release he and Nina took
a trip to California. Then at our Stake Quarterly Conference March 15, 1951, with Elder Stapley present, he was made a member of the Stake High Counsel., with the MIA as his special division. He has been make his monthly visits in the Stake with Warren S. Tew as his partner for which he has been grateful. In the Ward he has acted on the
Building Committee and as Chairman over the Ward Welfare Farm purchased in 1952.
This just about brings his life up-to-date with much left unsaid. Because of
Pearl's interest in getting Roy's history written for the Primary record she has started
the "ball to rolling". She asked me to help her with it which I have tried to do. Roy has been interested in getting his won history written and has asked each of his older children to contribute toward it. Realizing that he is soon reaching his FIFTIETH BIRTHDAY we have endeavored to compile this Biography of his life along with other history's and present it to him on his Birthday in the hopes of it being of some value. With Pearl's help in getting eh material for this history and her suggestion that I do the typing•! have done it in all humility, but with great love in my heart for my "big brother" (the love which II hold for my other two brother's and sisters); but realizing it will not do him justice. But it is my hope that a history of all the family may be inclosed in the "Book of Remembrance". While it is possible to get it directly from the individual. May the Lord continue to bless Our Dear Brother Roy, his good wife and family; also his bothers and sisters and their families that the same unity and love that has prevailed in the past may continue; and may our Children ever hold dear and sacred their Heritage, their noble Birthright and love of the GOSPEL OF JESUS CHRIST, is my humble prayer, amen.Compiled April 12, 1953 and written by Hazel Dial, sister to Roy
The following written by Arvil W. Fielding, brother, in December 1975
I would like to write some of the things I remember about Roy, Ethel, Nina and their family. First I must say that not even we know or realize the influence they have had on our lives as well as our family.
Roy was always a very important person in our family back as far as I can remember. He was very industrious , looked ahead, used good judgement and was very considerate of his family was well as his neighbors. He was well thought of by many people.
Roy's first act of discipline to me that I can remember was when I was either 6 or 7 years old. It was my job to milk old Limie (the cow father brought from Utah and as Herman said was "the best cow in our family". One night I didn't do my job. Roy
came home from work about 9:00 and 10:00 p.m. I was in bed. He made me get up, go out in the dark and milk the cow.
I don't believe I was any older than that. One spring when he was plowing. We had two plows, so he would hook three head of horses on each plow, and he would put me in front so he could watch me, and we would plow around and around a piece until we got it done. One day he said, "see that dead chicken over there? If you plow that chicken under I'll give you a dime. That was a lot of money. Towards evening we started to get close to the chicken. I came around and I knew if I didn't get it Roy•could, so I pulled over until my plow came out of the furrow but I still missed it. Was I disappointed. But when I came around again the chicken was still there, Roy had
pulled over the other way so he would miss it and I could plow it under. That was typical of the way he did things.
When Roy was hauling beets he would take his first load in before daylight so he could make two loads a day. You could always hear him coming, because he was
When Roy and Ethel got married we were all pleased, yet some were concerned he was only 19 years old or just turned 20. But father and mother took them to Salt Lake and Leslie Fielding and I were left home to do the irrigating. I was 9 years old and Leslie was a few years older. It seemed like it took about a week to make that trip. When they came home word got around and here came a bunch from Jameston to chivalry them. They promised to give a dance so they went home, soon their came a bunch from Ammon. So they announced that they were going to give a dance. That wasn't enough for them, part of them took Ethel and the rest got Roy in a car, sat on
him and took him up to the canal and was going to throw him in. He talked them out of it some how so they just took his shoes and socks off and left him. He had to walk home bare footed, then spent the rest of the night finding Ethel.
Ethel was real mindful of our welfare. She tried to see that Dorothy was able to
get to Relief Society and that we were• able to get away from the family once in awhile.
When Helen was born Ethel went with us to the hospital. Dorothy had such a hard time. She was very concerned that she wouldn't want anymore children. I administered to Dorothy and she helped me.
Ethel was a lover of flowers and she always had a large garden with strawberries and raspberries. Roy felt that she worked too hard in the yard and
garden. After he married Nina he planted the whole thing into lawn. That later became the meeting place for young people as well as the ward for parties and outdoor gatherings.
Nina has also became a special part of our family. She took on a tremendous
responsibility with eight children besides having five of her own. She was a special pal to the older girls and became some one special to all the young people that new her.
So often, we found our boys as well as girls going over to their place to talk something over with Nina and Roy when they couldn't talk them over with us.
Roy, Ethel, Nina and yes their family have been a great help and influence on
me, Dorothy, and our family. So as we find ourselves giving thanks for the goodness and the accomplishments of our family, we can't help but give much of the credit to your help. I have found myself very lonesome, quite often lately making decisions that I
liked to talk over with Roy. But the experience of is council over the years have been a big help.
Now on November 21st, 1975 Nina R. Fielding, second wife of Roy, will attempt to write the rest of Roy's history, catching up 20 years.
I'll not write things in chronological order but list a certain things that Roy
accomplished and happenings and the things-that meant so much to him
March was born 17 April 1952 and while I was in the hospital with him Roy had an accident getting caught in the power takeoff of a tractor and manure spreader breaking his knee - both of us being in the hospital at the same time. It was at the time of the accident that the pr. thought he had his first heart attack. Though the doctors figured he had several heart attacks throughout the rest of his life none ever sent him to the hospital.
After this he gave up farming, rented the farm to his brother Arvel, then Roy devoted all his time feeding beef cattle. This was a work•he loved and increased his feed yard from four corrals to fourteen being able to feed 2000 head which he did for awhile• but most of the time it was around 1200 head.
Roy did well in this business. He was able to send our 13 children to college as far as they desired to go, after they were married they were to care for their own families but Roy still continued to occasionally help them in material ways as well as spiritual and counsel.
Four of our six sons went on missions, Jay to Hawaii- Ronald to Australia- Don to the East Central States - Mark to Manitoba, Minnesota.
All thirteen children have gone to the temple and twelve married there, Mark died before becoming married.
One day in 1958 Roy surprised us with the news that we were going to build a
new home a mile north from our family home and feed yard. Its a lovely home and there were hardly a day went by that Roy didn't say, "I sure love this home and he did."
His idea in moving was so he wouldn't have to work as much but he didn't let up much. He still worked hard and he enjoyed working. After the boys had been away for awhile he said often he could out work any of them and I had to agree with him.
The young people were always Roy's love as their Bishop, then as High Councilman and all through his life. He used to say "we need to take care of the young people, if the older ones haven't learned how to live before they got the age they are, you can't help them much now.
While Roy was on the High Council he was put in charge of Darbey Girls Camp
then as chairman of all the Stakes in that Camp district which he held for about 6 years. He loved the work and with the help of G. Cecil Johnson and Oscar Johnson of Idaho
Falls they were responsible for almost all of the present. building there at the present time. There aren't many who will ever know the work those three put up there.
There are many memories up there with time for Roy and I, Elaine, Phyllis, Nadine, and Ilene, yes and even Mark. We took him from the time he was a baby until he was eleven years old.
Roy was a member of Flood Control District #1. He had just been appointed for his fourth term at the time of his death. He was instrumental along with Vance Barnett and Woodrow Peterson of making many changes on the Sand Creek to protect us from flood in our area. He made several trips by boat, with the other members of the Flood Control, down the Snake River, inspecting the erosion of the River. He loved this work too and respected the men he worked with.
In November of 1967 Arvel, Dorothy, Roy and I took a trip to Washington to see Herman and Maude, Roy's brother and his wife. It was while there that Roy became a little sick and vomited blood quite bad, but he passed it off as nothing. We went on to Portland Oregon to see his sister Bertha and her husband, while there he had another attack, not telling me anything about it. After we returned home I tried to get him to see Dr. Thomas Higgs he wouldn't. He felt pretty good then.
Then we made arrangements to go to New Orleans to see Steven and Linda. I
had to see Dr. Higgs myself and mentioned Roy's problem and he Dr. Higgs got really upset and told me to get him in to him, but I couldn't and he didn't.
Then came the time to go to Steven's and I told him I wouldn't go one step until he went to see the Dr. He said this, "If I go I won't come home and he went and didn't come home for two months.
On 5 February 1968; Roy went into the hospital to have some pre-medication done before some surgery. Then on the 12 of February 1968 the surgery was done. a frozen section was taken and they found it a malignant ulcer at the opening of the stomach. He was told before that if it was at the opening of the stomach it would be a big chance of cancer.
Roy had asked Elaine, our daughter, who was a nurse to go in with him. She did but with great apprehension because of the fear she had. After the frozen section was completed, she asked Dr. Higgs if she could leave and tell the family the results which he denied her to do for an hour or so, she finely got his permission to tell us that it was bad.
• Neither Roy nor I realized what this sort of news would do to Elaine, it was a great deal to ask of her, she said after she expected it and was scared before she went in. Roy and I decided we would never ask her again to be in on some surgery, she had been with me a few years before.
Roy was in surgery for nine and 1/2 hours. During those hours in surgery we
needed blood donors. Out of all our family, Mark was the only one who could give blood to his father plus many others who responded to our call for blood.
The surgery Roy had was very radical and almost unheard of Dr. Thomas
Higgs had only seen on one such operation. '
Dr. Thomas Higgs and Dr. Kim 0. Johnson did a complete stomach removal plus, the spleen and much tissue, lymph nodes, in all that were removed they only found two nodes that had any malignant in them. There was 36 nodes in all. Tissues and all removed weighed 14 pounds. They made a new stomach by looping an
intestine to make a pouch. I remember that day as if it were yesterday. I remember too that Dr. Higgs really put himself on the line that day. Other doctors though he had no right to go to the extent that he did, but he gave Roy a few more years to live.
It wasn't God's will that Roy return to his Father-in- heaven. Roy an I often said why he permitted to live when by all medical means he shouldn't, but there were things that needed to be completed before that time came.
Roy was in the hospital two months and then several months to recover.
We made the trip to New Orleans later to spend some time with Steven, Linda, and their family. In fact we went on several trips. a trip to Lansing, Michigan when Mark was 4 to get a new car. Roy wanted a train ride so we went by train, stopped in Chicago - then on to Lansing Michigan then back across the country to Arizona, California and up to Oregon and then home. In California Roy and Mark were walking along the beach and seeing a ship out always Mark said, "Daddy take me out there," Roy said "You can't walk out there," Mark replied, "I can if you hold my hand, Daddy."
We had planned a trip to Hawaii for some time so we decided to take a cruise from San Francisco. First we decided to see our family, leaving home January 17, 1966, we went to Phoenix, Arizona to see Don and Norma, Los Angeles to see Ronald and Eloise, my brother Lawrence and his family then to Santa Barbara, to see Mother and Jim They then took us to San Francisco to board the S.S. Lurline on Jan 27, 1966. It took us five days to cross - when we were about mid-pacific we received a radio gram telling us Roy's sister hazel had passed away. So we, rather than to stay with the
cruise we would stay in Hawaii ten days and then fly home. It was hard for Roy but we
did have a wonderful time. On our return we saw the rest of our family and returned home around February 17, 1966.
One day in the spring of 1970 Roy approached me on taking all our family and their companions to Hawaii. We started planning with help here and Nadine•in Hawaii. The arrangements were made for a wonderful trip all of us will remember. There were
11 married so there were 26 in all.
Roy said he'd rather do that as part of their inheritance than to leave them the
June 10, 1971 - Roy, Mark and I went to Japan to Steven and Linda and family.
We had another wonderful trip. We were gone two weeks. Upon returning we sent
Mark on a mission something we didn't think possible because of the U.S. draft.
Another thing Roy loved was our family reunions. He looked forward so to them. He enjoyed his family and grandchildren. The last reunion he was here I'll never forget. l missed him and found him in the camper, just watching everyone. It was almost as thought he knew it would be his last. Our reunions are up to us to make the most of them now and revere his memory.
Roy was proud of his country and loved so much to see the flag fly. So we put a pole for a big one in our front yard.
He was proud of his family, always could see a problem before he was told about it. Always glad to have them come home to visit.
He was proud to be a Member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day
He was proud of his name and would be very disappointed if any family
member would let him down. Those of you who hold •his name remember this, whether he be father, grandfather or etc. I'm sure all of your remember his feeling on this and his honesty. The same goes of me his wife, your mother and grandmother and etc.
You get it from your father Twas the best he had to give And right gladly he bestowed it It is yours the while you live.
You may lose the watch he gave you
And another you may claim
But remember, when your tempted
Too be careful with his name. It was fair the day you got it•
And a worthy name to wear
When he took it from his father There was no dishonor there. Through the years he proudly wore it To his father he was True
And that name was clear and spotless
When he passed it on to you. It is your to wear forever
Just as long as you shall live
Yours, perhaps some distant morning
To another child shall give.
And you'll smile as did your father
Smile above that baby there
If a clear name and a good name
You have given him to wear.
Roy passed away 19 August 1973 from a heart attack-, gone in an hour and 40 minutes. He so wanted to see Mark again. It was almost time for him to come home. Little did we know that two months later Mark would follow his father both of them home to their Heavenly Father.
Both leaving this life in a big hurry- we are left here to continue our lives. I
thank the Lord for a husband like Roy and a son like Mark and the lives they lived. Roy's funeral was held in the Shelley Stake Tabernacle. It was filled with family and friends. a great tribute to a loved and well respected man. Now its up to us who remain here, whether its wife, children, in-laws, brothers and sisters, grandchildren,
great grandchildren or those coming later who read this to carry on a Father's wish and desires.
We must remember to keep our lives in order and be prepared when our time comes. We are a good family so lets remember the wishes spoken of.
a Tribute of a Wife
I loved and respected Roy as a husband and father of our children. The
silence in my home is over overwhelming at times. But then too I think the Lord was
good to take both Roy and Mark with no great suffering to speak of. "I love you
Not only for what you are
But for what I am
When I am with you." I love you
Not only for what you have
Made of yourself
But for what you are making me.
I love you
Because you are helping me
To make the lumber of my life
Not a tavern but a temple
And out of the works of everyday
Not a reproach but a song.