- When I spend time with Dad, we like to?
- Dad is really good at?
- How am I like my Dad?
- How am I not like my Dad?
- I know my Dad loves me because?
- My Dad's favorite food is?
- At home, my Dad likes to?
- Something funny about my Dad is?
- My favorite memory with Dad is?
- What I love most about my Dad?
Wednesday, June 30, 2021
Father's Day Questionnaire - Family History Challenge
Friday, June 25, 2021
Mom (Margie's) Memories
- When we were little and playing at the house where my mom grew up "Up the Creek" as they referred to it... there was a little ditch in front of the house. My cousins and I would float little boats made of leaves and twigs. We would find dandelions with long stems and pick them at the bottom of the long stem. Then we would take a bobby pin/hairpin and take off the little rubber end so it was sharp----then we would use the sharp metal end to make slices down the long stem from the floor to the base of the stem. Then we would dip it into the cold ditch and all the little strips of stem would curl up tightly, up to the flower.
- We had a field behind our lawn. We kids would have a bonfire and roast foil-wrapped potatoes in the coals and eat them with salt. Good we didn't set the field on fire---it sure wouldn't be allowed today!
- In this same field, with long grass/weeds with the soft tops (kids would chew on the sweet stems, like you see farmers doing in movies), we would stomp down some of the weeds flat and create rooms and doorways, like a playhouse.
- We had a little ditch just beyond this field where we played. I remember when a little neighbor boy drowned in the ditch and how I felt so sick when I heard. Our parents in the neighborhood used to warn us little kids about the "greeny-teeth monster" to keep us away from the ditch.
- One time I was roasting a marshmallow on a stick and it caught on fire. I brought it up quickly to blow it out and hit my nose and the hot marshmallow stuck on my nose and burned it. For several years, in the summer, when I would go swimming, my nose would turn red and the kids would call me "Rudolph."
- Nelva used to hate having me tag along with her and her friends on bike rides, etc. So on streets away from our street, she would call them "kidnapper's lane" to scare me so I wouldn't follow them there.
- We had a small bike shed behind our garage (our 4568 Boxelder Street home in Murray) that my dad made. It had a slanted roof and room for about 3 bicycles. I can't remember if it even had a door. I remember one night, playing night games and hiding in the bike shed with a boy a couple years older than me and he kissed me.
- Behind the bike shed, we had a dug-out shelter where we stored our bottled fruit and such. Just dirt walls and a large lift-up trap door that you would lift up and hook it to hold it up while you went down the stairs. I hated to go down there with spiders, etc.!! The trap door was part of a building which had our playhouse above the cellar. We had a little play stove there, etc. I remember one time, as a mean prank, Nelva locked me in the playhouse. I was scared and afraid she would leave me there for hours or all night.
- We had a sand pile in front of the bike shed. When I was a little girl playing in the sand pile, a bee landed on me. I was very afraid of bees and spiders, etc.---hate them to this day! For months I would not go play in the sand pile wearing the same clothes I had been wearing that day---because I was afraid the bee would recognize me and sting me!
- A lot of fun without spending money. Very different from some of the kid's lives today.
Tuesday, June 15, 2021
Lucille's "Life of Claude Arthur Erskine"
Life of Claude Arthur Erskine
He was born February 7, 1883 in Salt Lake City, Utah, and died February 14, 1953 at the age of 70. His mother was Eliza Roberts and his father Archibald MacFarland Erskine. His mother came from England and his father from Scotland. He was #3 of 10 children. Archibald Frank born March 28, 1880, Kate May, August 3, 1881, Claude February 7, 1883, Stanley John December 16, 1884. Ruby November 10, 1889, Bessie March 30, 1891, Ralph Samuel January 6, 1894. His parents raised seven children. Archibald Frank, William Rob and Infant Son all died right after birth.
He lived at 726 1st Avenue while growing up. He has a wonderful mother and father, brothers and sisters. They were a close knit family and his memories of boyhood days and growing up were very precious to him. They had a large family and everyone had to do his share.
He broke his arm when a child, and the doctor set it crooked. He always said that is why he never had any money - couldn't hold his hand out straight.
He loved fishing, and used to bicycle to the canyons with his friends. They would camp for a week at a time. His friends were Bob Batley, Tom Squires, Will Sears, Rue McKnight, and Will Loveridge.
Olive Laura Cushing and Claude were married in the Endowment House on June 12. 1907. They had 6 children. Mildred lived only 2 days. She was born on Nov. 9, 1908. Ruth January 2nd, 1910, Lucille October 25, 1911, Maxine September 18, 1913, Harold Claude February 28, 1917, and Shirley Laura July 11, 1924.
Claude took Olive as a bride to their home at 836 Spruce Avenue, later named 831 Harrison Avenue. They lived there all their lives. It was fun having their own home, and Claude enjoyed working in the yard and fixing the place up to suit them. They had a fireplace in the living room which they thoroughly enjoyed and used often. They had a wonderful life together.
He learned the bookbinding trade as an apprentice, and worked at Arrow Press for years as a bookbinder. He belonged to a Union. He was unable to get work at one time and had to go to Butte, Montana in order to find work. It was very lonely being away from his family. He worked at Western Hotel Register as a bookbinder for many years and had a wonderful association with Spence Monson and Mrs. Zelley. She took over as head of the company when her husband died. Claude bought stock in the Company and enjoyed being a shareholder. (Spence Monson was the father of President Thomas S. Monson and we have a letter from President Monson recalling his relationship with Claude).
He lived in the 21st Ward, Ensign Stake while growing up, and when he was married they lived in Emerson Ward and Hawthorne Ward. He was baptized August 30,1892 by Charles W. Hardy, confirmed September 1,1892 by Wm. Bayles, ordained a Deacon March 26, 1897 by James Maxwell, ordained a Teacher January 13, 1902 by James Maxwell, ordained a Priest June 2, 1907 by Bishop M. S. Woolley, ordained an Elder June 6, 1907 by Bishop M.S. Woolley, ordained a Seventy February 13, 1931 by Rulon S. Wells, ordained a High Priest July 19, 1946, by Doreal Jensen.
He loved to drive his car once he got the Chevrolet in 1926. He always parked his car in front of the house so he could put it to bed at night, by driving around and up the alley. He always said that if he got so he couldn’t drive any more he didn’t want to live.
Claude was pretty healthy all his life. He had a broken arm as a child and a broken ankle while skating at Liberty Park. In November 1947 they discovered he had leukemia. He was in and out of the hospital for blood transfusions. He did get pretty strong for a while and went back to work, but died of leukemia on Feb 14, 1953 complicated by chickenpox, which he caught from his grandson Jim Dunlop. When his children were young and had chickenpox he was not susceptible to the disease
He used to play the mouth organ. He would accompany Olive on the piano. They also had a mandolin which he liked to play.
He loved fishing, and after he got his car the fishing trips were more frequent. He loved to go to Fish Lake and up on the Weber and Provo. He was a good fisherman and always got his limit.
The Erskines used to have fun home evenings. They would play Crokinole, Pit, Room, and Rummy. Olive would always have yummy refreshments. She was a wonderful cook. Claude liked to make stuffed dates and the children enjoyed them. Every Saturday he would bring a big bag of taffy from Keeleys home for the kids.
Claude and Olive used to love to go to the Wilkes theater on State Street, and see the plays. The Clollinger Company played there for years. When the Salt Lake Theater was on First South and State, they went there often to see plays and concerts. They used to pass a silver goblet down the aisle for those who were thirsty, They almost always brought chocolates to eat.
Their friends liked to play the game of 500, and mostly every Saturday night they would get together with one couple or another. They had their club for over 40 years. There were Helen and Bob Batley, Ethel and Will Sears, Tom and Virtue Squires, Teen and Will Loveridge, and Olive and Claude.
They enjoyed going to Saltair on picnics. When Saltair was first opened they had roller skating to music on the big dance floor. They enjoyed going to Lagoon, Liberty Park, Bear Lake, Hermitage in Ogden Canyon, Vivian Park in Provo Canyon, and to all of the beautiful canyons close to Salt Lake City.
Every summer they would have an Erskine Reunion at Liberty Park, honoring Claude’s grandmother. She was 99 years old when she died, and had her picture in the paper numerous times as the oldest lady on Old Folks Day. This was a big family and they enjoyed seeing Aunts, Cousins, Uncles and 2nd Cousins. They would pull a red wagon down to the park, loaded with a big picnic lunch. On the way home the youngest would get to ride back. They loved to go through the Zoo. It was located at the west end of the Park.
Claude enjoyed going down to the Municipal Ball Park close to his home to watch the baseball games. He enjoyed taking Harold down there to fly his kite. They would make the kite out of newspaper and sticks. Some flew and others crashed and they were back to make another one. It was fun to have a son to do man and boy things with. He taught Harold to fish and he loved the sport.
When Harold grew older they went to football, basketball and baseball games together. He didn’t neglect his lovely girls though. They had good times hiking, sleigh riding, and skating
Maxine was the first to get married. She married Clarence W. McEwan on Oct 1, 1931, and they had two children, Janice and Ronnie. This marriage ended in divorce after 10 years of marriage, and Maxine married John Blair who had a son Keith, on Dec. 27, 1949. They had a son by this marriage, Mike. This marriage also ended in Divorce.
Lucille was our next to marry. She married Joseph A. Westra in the Salt Lake Temple, Sept 5 1935. They have two sons and two Daughters. Joseph LaMar, Sharon Lucille, Diane, and Steven Arthur.
Ruth Married Oscar F. Benson on July 17, 1936. They had no children.
Harold married Frances Wilcke of Dayton, Ohio on July 12, 1946. They have four children. Dale, Mark, Dean, and Nancy.
Shirley married Phillip Dunlop on Feb 6, 1945 in the Salt Lake Temple. They had one son, James Phillip, and he was 18 months old when his father was burned to death in an explosion. Shirley later married H. LeGrande Lewis on Nov 24, 1950. He had two little girls, Barbara and Kathy. They have three children by this marriage. Connie, Kristie and Stephen.
They had 18 grandchildren, and loved every one of them. They have 18 great grandchildren to this date, Sept 1, 1973.
Olive and Claude had a very special marriage. They were happy that they could be together from 1907 to 1953. When their family was all grown and married, they had time to do things they weren’t able to do before. They went on many lovely trips around the United States, and had some good trips with their friends, Ethel and Will Sears. They enjoyed each other’s company.
Line of Authority
- Claude Arthur Erskine ordained a Seventy Feb. 13, 1931 by Rulon S. Wells
- Rulon S. Wells ordained Seventy Oct 22, 1875 by
- Brigham Young ordained Apostle Feb 14, 1835 by
- Oliver Cowdery, David Whitmer, and Martin Harris, who were called by revelation to choose the Twelve Apostles, and were “blessed” Feb 14, 1835 to ordain the Twelve Apostles, by
- Joseph Smith and his counselors in the First Presidency.
- Joseph Smith was conferred the Melchizedek Priesthood in 1829 by
- Peter, James and John, who were ordained by Jesus Christ the Savior.
Thursday, June 10, 2021
Lucille's "Life of Olive Laura Cushing" History
Wednesday, June 9, 2021
I Remember Mama, I Remember Dad ... by Lucille
I Remember Mama
Tuesday, June 8, 2021
Claude Arthur Erskine ~ A Biography
Monday, June 7, 2021
Memories from Thomas S. Monson
Thanks to Wendy, who preserved the story on her family blog! Additionally, as the Monson family went through things after President Monson passed away, they found a Book of Mormon in Dutch. Back in 2002, President Hinckley had dedicated the new temple there. The President of the Temple there gave the book to the First Presidency, and the younger Tom Monson knew Dad/Lamar had served his mission in the Netherlands, and gave it to him thinking he'd treasure it.I’m sad to lose President Monson. He has been an amazing example of serving and caring for the poor and needy throughout his life – but I’m genuinely so happy that he is now reunited with his loving Frances and so many friends. I met President Monson a few times growing up, but one time will always stand out in my memory. Here’s my President Monson / Rollerblade story:In the LDS Church, Church members fast for two meals one Sunday each month and then donate money (what we would have spent on our meals) to the poor and needy. 12-14 year olds are assigned to go door-to-door to collect the money and provide it to the Bishop (local unpaid leader) to distribute to the poor in the congregation. As a young 12-year old, I recall rollerblades were all the rage, and we used to use them to speed up our fast-offering routes.I was zipping through my route when I stopped at one house and rang the doorbell. A very tall man who I recognized answered the door. It was Thomas S. Monson – and only then did I remember that it was his son’s house (he was our Deacon’s Quorum advisor and we all loved him). I sheepishly asked President Monson "Hi…do...you want to donate a fast offering?" He replied "Of course I do! Come on in!" I was wearing rollerblades and this was the era of carpeted entryways, and I wasn’t sure if I should take them off, but I didn’t. I just went inside and stood there on the carpet like an idiot with my rollerblades on their carpet floor.President Monson returned with the envelope and said, “would you like to see my pigeons?” Of course I said yes, and he said, “follow-me” and he headed to the back of the house through the kitchen (I think). Again, the dilemma of do I take of the ridiculous rollerblades, or not…but I decided not to and I waddled on the carpet through the house leaving in-line wheel prints behind me in the carpet. The family was around back and he showed me his pigeons and let them go. He explained that they would fly back to his home and he’d retrieve them there. I thought that was about the coolest thing I’d ever seen as a 12-year-old kid.I’ve worked for the Church for the past decade and I’ve met with many apostles and members of the First Presidency, but never President Monson. I’ve always been relieved not to have met with him, because I was (unrealistically) afraid that his photographic memory would somehow recall the ridiculous little boy standing there in his rollerblades.It’s a funny little memory, but it really speaks to the man that President Monson was throughout his life. He was constantly serving others and making their days brighter and better. Even for an awkward kid who interrupted his time with his family.Thank you for your life of service and your example President Monson.















