My first year in Pocatello, Idaho

I was born on a very hot July day, the 17th in the old Bannock Hospital. My father had picked a comfortable room for my mother. She was very sensitive to heat. They were very happy to have a little girl, since my older sister had died of pnamonia. Penicillin had not yet been discovered.

My mother was 42 years old when I was born. She said she cried every night when she found out she was pregnant. My older brother Charlie, one year older, had had brain damage at birth so she had extra worries with another baby. However, I proved to be a great comfort and joy to her. I took care of her of ten years while she sturggled with Alzheimers until she was 90 years old. Mother was a wonderful home maker. She made many dresses for me while I was growing up. She made wonderful breads and Czech chicken. She was very loving and good to me. I loved her very much.

My father was a very wonderful and generous man who was a great leader in the West Pocatello Stake. I was really a daddy's girl. I remember singing a song: "I'm so glad when Daddy Comes home". I loved to have his strong arms toss me into the air and I would giggle, again please! He was very gifted in teaching and singing. He was a wonderful carpenter and worker. He had been the oldest of eight children. He worked hard on the McOmber dairy farm.

My three older brothers were: George, Calvin, and Charles. George was my math tuttor and was very good to me all my life. I am blessed to have dear brothers. Calvin was my tease. He enjoyed a joke, especially on me. They called me pipe stems because I was very thin as a girl. The McOmber ten acres where I lived had a wonderful garden, cows, a potatoe cellar where we went sleigh riding and enjoyed it in our summer days as a cool retreat.

My grandparents lived at 2715 Pole Line Road and we lived behind them at 2715 1/2 Pole line Rd. We had a great lawn to run and play on with irrigation water every week to wade in. My grandparents were wonderful to me and great examples. They were true to their faith and were great teachers of the gospel, as were my parents.