Crookston Reunion

Carole Harline Buchannan is planning the Byron Crookston Reunion for the 22 of June in Weber County area.  She is looking for ideas for the reunion.  Call her at 801-731-6525

Ray & Marvel Reunion

Lynn & Melva's memory of the Pearl Harbor attack from Miriam

Today is anniversary of the day the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor Day and WW 2 started.  I called my mom and dad and asked them what they remembered.  Mom told me she was about 10 yrs old.  Their family lived in Tremonton and Grandpa worked in Garland.  She was with him in his store.  A man walked in and put his hands up like he was going to shot Melvin (grandpa) and made the machine gun sound.  Then said.  "Oh, sorry Mel, I thought you were a Jap".  That really hurt my mom because she had some friends that were Japanese farmers.  They were really good people and she was very aware that our country was at war and on our own soil.  Some of the people treated the Japanese so badly. She was upset.

Many young men were killed in the war.  One woman had 3 or 4 of her sons killed in the ward.  They were buried in the Tremonton cemetery very close to our Getz relatives and on Memorial day we often saw their family and G and G Castleton were friends. I remember my grandma and grandpa Castleton tell me about how it affected them fiercely. They loved the Japanese people. People treated them differently after the war started. 

Daddy was busy in the morning but had time to think about this all day.  I called him later (11 pm) that evening and he had a lot to say.  I wrote it all because you may find it valuable someday. I was on the phone well over an hour and my neck really hurts;)  I have an old phone and was typing all the time. Then he called back with a few amendments for another long while.  I just wrote it as he told it to me pretty much. It is 1:30 am and I am wrapping up.  But it has been precious time with my daddy.  I have been so grateful. (I don't think he was wearing his hearing aid...)

When daddy was in high school he was in ROTC.  Then he went to college in 1938.  All the male students were in ROTC.  The third year he volunteered to be in an advanced ROTC.  His professor told them they would all have to fight a ward with Japan (before hand).  He went to summer camp ROTC in Fort Berry which was in California.  North of the Golden Gates.  His barracks were right above the fog horn (by the light house) which was the entrance to the Golden Gate on the Pacific Ocean.  He heard the fog horn all night. They could see every ship as they came down and into the gate at San Francisco. This summer all the Navy was painting the white battleships gray.  You don't fight a war with white battleships so the Navy knew what was up. The Japanese ships would come in empty, riding real high and go out really, really low.  They were loaded with scrap iron and going back to Japan. (Daddy says that in just a few months later they sent all that iron back to Pearl Harbor in bombs trying to kill us.) He says American did know what they were doing but ignored it.  He says America was afraid to precipitate a war by not selling the iron to the Japanese. (just his thoughts though)  He was there 6 weeks.  Daddy had his 1932 Model T Ford with him.  He was free on weekends and was up at Pattlelooma (city north of San Francisco)   He was late getting back by 11 pm at night.  Instead of having non commissioned officers at the gate checking them in as usual, they had the commissioned officers there. This was another example that we were worried about a war. 

When daddy was at summer camp, Bob Henderson would invite him up to visit him there. Bob was dad's cousin.  He was a chief electrician on a Submarine named the Duggon . It was brand new. While daddy was there he was in a uniform so daddy was able to go up on the Submarine but not down into it. When daddy came home the submarine when up to Alaska in July.  By Dec. 7th it was at Pearl Harbor.  It went out to sea and fought but was not sunk.  It fought for a year. Dad got a wire in North Fork Nebraska (while on his mission) from Bob and requested dad to visit him down to the train station for 20 min., while it was being refueled with coal.  He told dad that the Duggon sank more other ships than any other ship in the Navy.  A bomb cracked his ship but did not sink it. He was transferred to Connecticut at that time and he worked in the Atlantic. Daddy's brother's served in the war.  George drove an ambulance in the Pacific following the war wherever it was. He was in the air-core. Ray worked as a welder in Washington.  They were building liberty ships. Then the Korean war came along and Ray joined the army and went to Korea. 

His mission call came while he was in California to be sent to the western states mission. He thought it was strange that he would go east 500 miles to Denver to get to the mission when he was called the Western States Mission.  The missions west of us had different names. It included all of Colorado, all of NM, Wyoming, Nebraska, black hills of S. Dakota and the western side of Iowa.  He reported to the mission home in SLC in the end of October for only 3 days then his Saturday was free so he went up to Logan and got his deer.  Then went back to the mission home on Sunday night.  He was set apart as a seventy then.  He road the train to Denver. He was stationed in Colorado Springs.  There were only Branches there then.  He was in Pueblo Colorado on Dec. 7th.  The Branch Pres. invited them to dinner.  Dad went in the other room to listen to a radio and heard the report on the news of the bombing of Pearl Harbor.  That evening he went to Colorado Springs to a meeting.  All the news boys were shouting the news on the streets.  Daddy was scheduled to give a talk in the little branch.  Daddy had a hard time giving his talk because he was thinking about the implications of the war. 

He found out that his father's sister, Aunt Elase, had a husband who was Arch Henderson. He was operating the power plant under Cutler down above Tremonton that Sunday afternoon of Dec. 7th. He fell over dead when he heard the news of the bombing.  He had a boy at Pearl Harbor and a boy at Hickem Field in Hawaii.  His boys turned out to be okay. People believe he feel over dead because of the shock and worry for his boys. He was a bit older than daddy. 

Each ward was only allowed one missionary during the war.  Daddy represented his Logan ward as that missionary. He was released from his mission in 1943. He was thinking about his options for a career and his education.  Even though he had been a District President he had not been a Branch Pres. so he could not be a Chaplin for the military as he wanted to be. He did want to serve in some capacity.  So then he decided to be a physician.  His friends in Logan were in pre dental and they pointed out that a Dr. had sick people in his waiting room and a dentist only had tooth aches in his waiting room and it was much better. He changed his mind and went the dental route. So he joined the Navy after he was accepted to Ann Arbor Dental school. (He had applied to 4 dental schools and accepted to all of them) This way he got a choice of how he received his commission and was not drafted.  He went to one more year of college at USU before going to Michigan because he was already accepted. (The other 3 schools would have had him start their program immediately but Michigan was the best so he went the extra year at USU). He later found out that Michigan had been recognized as the absolute best Dental School in the country.  He was in the Navy at the time he did the extra yr at USU on inactive duty.  That way he was not drafted. 

He was in Michigan for seven years. He married Carol in Michigan and she gave birth to Wendy there.   After graduating he got his masters in Root Canal Therapy in June of 1950. The war ended and daddy was discharged.  Immediately the Korean war started up. Daddy knew he owed the government 2 years because they sent him to dental school. So he joined the US Public Health Service so that he could have Carol and Wendy with him.  The plan was to join the coast guard but the director of Public Health (a military service with all the rules of war like the other services) told him to stay in Flint Michigan and he would have him be the director of the Fluoride Demonstration team.  He was there from Jan of 1951 till the fall. Then he was transferred to Florida.  Carol sadly died in Aug. of 1952 from Polio. Wendy was almost 3 years old.  Wendy stayed with Janice and Ted while dad finished up in Florida and went to N.M.  (Wendy also spent much time with her grandmothers and Lola's family) He tried to get back to Utah first though.  The closest they could send him to Wendy was Tohatchi N. M., 25 miles north of Gallup.  He was so happy working for the Indians that when his two years were up with the public health he volunteered and worked another year. He was at the reservation for 1.5 yrs. Wendy came and stayed during the summer.  Daddy arranged for Betty Yazi ,a Navajo to go to BYU on a scholarship. He was a little late getting her to the bus station but that is where he met Melva.  She was assigned to work in Gallup N.M. and was waiting for Jackie and Mary Louise Wilson.  They were good friends of Mom's. This is where daddy first saw mother. She was so beautiful that daddy said he must start dating her.  He finished his third year and moved to Ogden because Lola was there and mom was in the health dept. in Ogden.  When he came back to Utah in Feb. of 1954 they had a room in the basement of Lola's home on Edgehill from Feb. to April of 1954. Then he bought the house on Capital and Harrison and they lived there alone until mom and dad married March of 1955.  Mom was a stake missionary and gave a talk in the Stake Conference that daddy went to in the old Ogden Tabernacle.  She did a fabulous job.  After the meeting daddy went up and asked her to dinner for the next night. Dad also took Jackie, another girl and mom to the top of Timpanogos for an actual date soon after that.  (An actual date with 3 women???)  It has been a wonderful life with Melva and 12 children.  He has been very happy.  Daddy recognizes the Lord's hand in blessing and guiding him through out his whole life.     

November 21, 2012

Dear Family and Friends,  Our daughter, Sarah and John and girls came to India to visit in October. We visited the India Gate which is a memorial for all those who lost their lives in WW 1. We went to Agra to see the Taj Mahal and Red Fort. We were so glad that they came because we are being transferred from India on Dec. 11th. The consulate is not giving anymore missionary Indian Visas for now. Some senior couples are still getting employment / volunteer visas, but since we had missionary visas--they cannot be renewed in January for another year. We are going to the Singapore--Malaysia Mission until next December 2013. We are so sad to leave the good saints here in India. I guess the Lord has more plans for us in East Malaysia. We are getting ready by organizing and packing what we can and sending back what we do not need. Another couple from Canada will be taking our place.
Brenda's Father passed away October 7th from pancreatic cancer. We flew from India to attend his funeral Oct 27th. All of our children were there to celebrate the life of their grandfather. We were able to also spend Halloween with our family who came. We have been busy here helping with the YSA and seminary programs. Clark has been getting the attendance rolls complete in the Dwarka Branch. We have been speaking on district assignments, going to Girl's Camp, and fellowshipping the members here. We love the wonderful people here in India.

Warm Regards, Elder and Sister Crookston. 

New Crookston Cousins

Jo Lynne Harline says:  Last Sunday Uncle Lynn & Aunt Melva, at Joe's invitation, came to our ward Sacrament Mtg. to listen to Zach & Trish Crookston speak, then afterward we introduced them to each other and enjoyed a good visit. Zach grew up in South Jordan, was born in Logan, now works for a law firm in Ogden after getting a degree in Sociology at U. of U. He & Trish have a baby boy Ben. We're glad to have them in our ward! Zach is Joe's 2nd cousin twice removed.  A couple of weeks ago Joe dug into his Crookston genealogy and photocopied Robert Crookston, Sr.'s biography, and gave the copy to our new Crookston cousins just after we met them, then in her talk, Trish read part of Robert's testimony. Zach's father: Mike, his grandpa: James, his great-grandpa: Carlton "Carl" Crookston, brother of Grandpa Byron Crookston. This reminded me of Wendy's & Lisa's experience when a Crookston cousin moved to Yuma. You never know where cousins will pop up! 

Jo Lynne lives in Ogden, Utah.

Crookston and Alleman Reunion August 4, 2012

In case the above in difficult to read it  is as follows:

George Alleman -- Byron Crookston -- Ray Crookston
Family Reunion -- August 4th

Come and enjoy a delicious Dutch oven luncheon.

Bring a potluck dish to share and something to donate for the silent auction.

Who:  All descendents of George Alleman, BF Crookston, and Ray Crookston.
Where:  Adam's Park- 550 North 500 East Logan, Utah

When:  Saturday, August 4th 2012  9:00 am - 2:00 pm (note the schedule below)

Ray Crookston 9:00 a.m.  Byron Crookston 10:00 a.m. -- Alleman 11:00 am

  

Please contact Jeremiah Alleman with any questions at   jer.alleman@gmail.com

Joe Harline took David Harline, Julie Clark, and James Clark for a drive into Willard along old highway 89. Just on the edge of that town is an acre of green cemetery with the grave of our ancestor, Elizabeth Briggs Welch.

According to the new.familysearch.org  the line is as follows: Elizabeth Briggs, 1798-1867 (married Nicholas Welch II), parents of Ann Welch, 1826-1904 (married Robert Crookston) parents of Robert Crookston, 1855-1928 (married Rosabell Pitkin)  , parent of Byron Frank Crookston, 1893-1976. i don't think the birth year on the grave marker is correct.   My mother told me that the person buried in the cemetery was a distant relative. Until I saw the family pedigree chart I had no idea that the relative is our direct ancestor.  I will always look at the cemetery and grave with a lot more personal interest.

Reunion

The Crookston reunion and the Alleman Reunion are combined this year.  The date is Saturday, August 4 in the Logan 10th Ward, at 792 N. 500 E. Logan, Utah.  Meet in the cultural hall.  The Crookston reunion business meeting is at 10:00 a.m.   Allemans cater a lunch, and they have an auction with nice things that pays for the lunch.  So bring things to the auction and purchase a few things if you can.  Mark Crookston is getting the word out.

Joe says that the Allemans come from a little mountain farming village in  Switzerland which he has visited.  There is a little church with a grave yard with Alleman names.  Some Allemans still live in the area.  I looked at the village on Google maps by searching on  tschappina, Switzerlans and Untertschappina is close by.  "Unter" means under.  By searching on "Tschappina, Switzerland Wikipedia" a picture of the church is shown.

Pictures from the Alleman picture file, Switzerland trip 1980.

Myra Harline Dalton is retiring

           Byron bought this land with a little shack on it  and built it into a home for the family.  A coal cooking range was in the north west corner of the kitchen.  In the morning the house was very cold until the range was lit and burning for a while.  If company came a fire was lit in the coal stove in the front room.  The stove was in the north east corner.  Eventually they did get a furnace and an electric range.  The old coal stove was moved to the shanty and only fired  up when Grandma made soap or sometimes when she made ketchup.
          Once a week was watering turn so water was run down through ditches in the garden then flooded onto the lawn.  The running water would accumulate soil at the end of the flower garden.  Ever few weeks many loads of soil were dug up from the end of the garden, hauled in wheelbarrows to the top top (east) end of the garden ans scattered there.  Grandma would work in the garden dressed in and old house dress and several; pair of old nylon hoes pulled over one another to protect her legs.
           Raspberries and blackberries were picked every few days.  Fresh berries were part of most summer time meals and bottled berries and fruit for most winter meals.  She made a pickled corn relish, pickled cucumbers in dill and sweet, homemade bread, and cookies.
          As grand kids came in from the screened porch they would turn left to find grandmas treat.  We were allowed to have a treat each time we came to visit.   In the first bottom cupboard she kept a round metal box with a tight fitting metal lid and in the box were homemade Cinnamon roll cookies, sugar cookies with a mint melted inside, or other cookies.
          At meals the table was in the south west corner of the kitchen.  On the table was homemade bread, jam, raspberries,  corn relish, fresh vegetables in season (cooked beets and greens, Swiss chard, carrots, radishes, pees, new potatoes), fried chicken.  They would have us save a few nice pieces of chicken "In case visitors dropped by."
          Down the stairs near to the screen porch and shanty, then to the right, under the shanty was a root cellar filled with bottles fruits, vegetables, and great crocks of a mixture of vinegar, salt, spices, and pickling cucumbers.
          Down the stairs to the left was grandpa's room, the only place grandma would allow him to keep his treasures such as maps, photographs, rocks, a windup phonograph player, world war I book of medicinal herbs, a cot, grandpa's black stetson hat, etc.
          Memorial day was a big event that was prepared for days in advance.  Peonies, lilacs, and flags (flowers) were cut. arranged into vases, then delivered to the Logan Cemetery.  Flowers were put on the graves of Rulon (Emeline and Byron's child that died at eleven days old) and many other relatives.
          The Crookstons would drive around town to pay bills which would save on stamps.  When shopping at the, Grandma would take coupons in and get just what was on special.  Grandpa would wait outside the store, when ask why he never went in he said, "I spend less money if I don't go in."  They would save bits of string, rolled up neatly into a ball, tucked in a drawer until needed.  Grandpa would wear mismatched socks and say,  "I have another pare just like them at home."  I think he wore whatever socks he could find to save money.