Car Wash Inside and Out - See Crossley and Hymas
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Growing up near grandparents was an important part of my life as I grew older. Between the ages of 15 to 19 I was blessed wit the opportunity of going fishing with my grandparents - Lowell and Fawn Crossley. I learned some fishing techniques from grandpa, like chumming, using 2 hooks versus 1, and using barrel sinkers. I loved fishing and had been going up High Creek, or fishing from a boat with my neighbor, or floating and fishing down the Bear River Narrows with my best friend Gordon, but there was something special when it came to fishing with Grandma and grandpa. They loved it more than anything they could do together. Grandpa would set up and bait the hooks for grandma and then cast it out. She would pull in the fish more times than he would and I seen her pull in two at a time many times - one on each hook.
Every week during fishing season they were going to some favorite fishing spot in Idaho. One Saturday they decided to go to Windor Reservoir just out of Preston Idaho. I was invited to go, but I had to work. This day was not one of their better days I learned later as they related the story. As they were crossing the dam going to their favorite spot grandpa hit a rock and knocked out the oil pan. They decided to try and turn the car around so that they could get a local farmer to help them tow it back into preston to get it repaired. As they were pushing and working the car around, they got too close to the edge of the dam and pushed it over the side allowing the car to roll right into the dam. Only the very top of the car was showing as it was all under water. Grandpa was able to find a local farmer with a cat or tractor to pull it out and tow it to a shop for repairs and cleaning. It was not funny at the time, but they laughed about it many times. The car from that day forward always smelled "fishy".
However, this was not the end of the story. Since Grandpa and grandma had no car for a few weeks to go fishing, grandpa was invited to go with his brother-in-law Sam Hymas (Grandma's brother) the next Saturday up to Twin Lakes (also in southern Idaho). As they were backing Sam's boat down the dock to put it in the water, Uncle Sam's car lost it's brakes and the boat and the car went rolling down into the water. And the only thing showing was, once again, the top of the car. Two weekends in a row they had the misfortune of having their cars go completely underwater.
To make things really good, the drug store (SOS Drug) in Smithfield, where they both lived, put a big sign in the Window which said, "CAR WASH - INSIDE AND OUT - SEE CROSSLEY AND HYMAS"
Alfred C Hymas - Memories by Ruth Richards Hymas (Wife of Charles)
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Alfred and twin sister, Susan, were always very close and their birthday celebration
was looked forward to each year with great anticipation by all the family members.
In 1915, just before Christmas, Alfred was very sick with a ruptured appendix. He
spent several weeks in the hospital, so during this time Charles was the children's Santa and took care of getting the midwife, who was Alfred's mother, to Liberty in time for Maida's
Each year Alfred took a load of grain to the flour mill in Montpelier to have milled
into flower and cereal. This supplied the family through the year. This was a particular
help to Ruth in about 1920 when Charles was on his mission in Australia, they having been
married the year previously. It was about this time that Alfred purchased their first car, a
Model- T Ford. This car was traded several times between Alfred and his two oldest sons
Charles and Sam, most of the time for horses.
In the church he worked most of the time with the youth. A story is told about
when he was in charge of the youth dances in the area. The church was not accepting the
"waltz" very well and the bishop was allowing only two waltzes to be danced each night.
When Alfred allowed a few extras, this apparently upset the bishop somewhat because he
recommended that Alfred either be cut off from the church or he and his family be sent to
Canada. This of course didn't happen.
Alfred worked hard in the community. He served as the phone linesman in that
area for many years, keeping the lines repaired and the phones operating through the
severe Bear Lake winters. He was president of that area Farm Bureau. This meant that in
times of drought or other difficulties that put the area farmers in trouble, he would travel to
other places and obtain hay and grain to feed the cattle. . He apparently did this task well as he is credited with saving many of the livestock during these difficult times.
Charles relates his emotions when his father had his leg amputated just before his
death and the doctor gave the leg to him and Sam to bury, which they did in their back
yard only to be dug up a few days later to be buried with Alfred following his death.
These were hard times for the family and memories were vivid of driving back from Logan
with the body in the car, no funeral homes or embalming then, but burial by the family in a
homemade casket after viewing in the family living room. Alfred died on a Sunday, 15
April 1934 and was buried on 17 April 1934 in the Liberty cemetery.
Some information on Alfred:
Baptized 22 April 1882 by James Poulsen
Confrrmed 23 April 1882 by James Poulsen
Ordained an Elder 3 November 1895 by Hyrum H. Hymas
Ordained a Seventy 15 June 1913 by Roy A. Welker
Ordained a High Priest 31 May 1924 by James E. Talmage
Served as Superintendent of Sunday School' about 1911
Served as second counselor in Sharon Ward Bishopric 1924-26
Letter written to Maida by Nellie Miller, a family friend:
I met your father when I went to Sharon to teach school. He was a member of the
Bishopric and I remember he had a very pleasing personality, always wore a smile and
seemed interested in everyone.
After Albert and I were married, five years later, he was no longer in the Bishopric.
It was Bishop Gambling, Samuel Leo Hymas and Albert E. Miller at that time, but your
father was our first visiting teacher. I remember what a good feeling I had when he came
to visit. No one could have been a more welcome visitor than he was. I thought he was
about the kindest person I had ever met. Also that he was interested in us and our welfare.
It seems that it wasn't much after this that his health broke down and I remember the
sympathy I felt for him and your mother and family, and the sorrow we felt at his passing
Albert remembers an incident that happened. He said when he bought the Gertsch
farm, Mr. Gertsch had switched the end of the fence they were to fix which left your father
fixing the end hardest to fence. Albert called him on the phone and had a few words of
disagreement. A few days later your father came in and very kindly they talked over the
problem and it was settled with a good feeling for both of them. He was very
accommodating with the use of his truck. He was about the only man with a truck. He
went to Noonan and brought a piano to us. He also went to Montpelier to bring a bull
home from the railroad station for us. Your father was a very good, kind, honorable and
loving person. We never in all those years had a better neighbor than he was.
Letter to Maida from Harold H. Pugmire:
In the summer of 1907, the year I was six years old, Aunt Ella Hymas, the lady
who took me to care for me when my mother died, moved back to Liberty, Idaho to take
care of the cows. Her husband, Uncle James Hymas, was on a mission at the time and was to return home that fall. Aunt Ella and I had been living in Paris, Idaho while Uncle Jim
was on his mission. We lived at the home of Uncle William and Aunt Em Rich and Aunt
Ella helped Aunt Em with the housework and other necessary things.
In Liberty, Alfred C. and Mary Hymas were living on the lot where Della Hymas'
home now is and we lived on the lot where Eva and Lane Hymas now live, so our families
were close together and Uncle Alf and Aunt Mary were some of the first people I
remember that summer. All the neighbors called him "Uncle Alf" and he was liked by
everyone. I was often to their home as I grew up and I played with Charles, Sam, Arvilla
and Ray. I thought Charles and Sam were big boys as they were a few years older than I.
Arvilla was only a few months older and Ray a few months younger so I spent more time
with him than the others. I remember when Reed was born. Aunt Ella went over there
often to help out with the new baby. In those days the babies were born at home and all
the neighbor ladies helped each other as their babies were born so I got 0 go along and play while she was doing her work .. I remember when Ray fell off the picket fence and broke his leg. Uncle Alf was very kind to Aunt Ella that summer and was always helping our family when he could.
I remember Uncle Alf and Uncle Jim changing work when necessary and when the
first telephones came to Liberty, theirs were the first two phones installed and they helped
each other install them. I also remember them working on the hay baler together. (It was
the custom then to stack the hay in the summer and then in the late fall and winter, as time
permitted, they would bale the hay out of the stacks.) They worked with Joseph M.
Hymas, their cousin, who owned the baler.
I also remember Uncle Alf when he was the Ward Sunday School Superintendent
and that he was active in the church and community affairs. I never remember him
speaking cross to we children when we were around him.
Uncle Alf had a hard time providing for his family for besides the five children
mentioned above, Elfonda, Susie, Elsie, Maida and Veda were added to the family and it
was quite a task to provide food and clothing for that many. His farm acreage was small,
he had a few cows and he hauled milk to the Paris Creamery. He also did odd jobs to earn
what money he could. He never accumulated much of this worlds goods, but he was a
good man, honest in his dealings with people, a good neighbor, a diligent member of the
church and was friendly and kind to everyone. All that knew him were very sad when he
passed away. He was of the second generation of the Hymas family who helped settle
Liberty and he has a large posterity. I'm proud to have been so closely associated with the
Hymas family as I was growing up and I have many fond memories of Uncle Alf and Aunt