Alan
DeMille has been sharing some old-time photos of Orderville and some of the
people on Facebook. It has brought back a lot of memories.
Mama took this picture on our front lawn.
Kirt Carpenter, Jack Crofts, Charlie Carroll, Dale Heaton, John Hardy, O'dean Crofts, George Kirby.
Jeanette Esplin, Georgia Troy, Mary Lee Esplin, Juanita Chamberlain, Lorene Chamberlain, Maureen Crofts.
Ta-Dah!
Here we are with the girls standing in back and the boys on the grass.
Jeanette, Georgia, Mary Lee, Juanita, Lorene, Irene, Maureen.
Jack, Kirk, Dale, Charlie, John Hardy 1941
The
theater, run by Heber and Lou Covington, closed during World War II. The day it opened after the war, the
students traipsed down for an afternoon movie "My Friend Flicka." Around
the same time, the Carmel kids got off the bus chewing bubble gum - the first
we had seen in four years. (Annie Gardner's parents ran a little store in
conjunction with the Post Office.) (Movie tickets were outrageous in those days: 10 cents 12 and under; 40 cents after 12. I remember one time after LaRue turned 12, and I was still 11, her mother wanted me to buy her ticket for her for 10 cents.)
Burke and Beth Sorensen standing in front of their cafe.
Beth (my first cousin on my mother’s side) and Burke (my second cousin on my dad’s side) made an apartment, where they raised their big family, above the café when they bought it. I think of the time I worked for them before I was old enough to officially work. I felt like I was in a prison as I ironed mounds of clothes; or washed stacks of dishes in the café (I think I washed dishes with my brother DeLoy several times). Even when I hung the clothes on the line in the back, it felt like the prison yard. I liked to stand at the big picture window and make sure there was still life on the outside. Mama worked hard as Post Master and keeping up a big house and yard and she expected all eight of us kids to do the same. The hardest thing in the world was going down and asking for a job. We had no choice. She insisted. As I got older, I waitressed in the café. Every night for supper, Burke would sit at the counter and eat break and milk. It astounded us that he would eat bread and milk when he could have a hamburger any time he wanted.
Taken before they added the picture window in the attic.
VALLEY SHOPPING CENTER was the name of the store at one time.
Note the picturesque Orderville church house; now demolished.
This is Eva Crofts (DeMille) crossing the street towards Hans' store.
Back when it was the Orderville Co-op.
Eva is Alan's mother; his grandpa was John Edward Crofts
or Papa as they all called him.
Eva is Alan's mother; his grandpa was John Edward Crofts
or Papa as they all called him.
Valden Chamberlain standing in front of the Orderville Co-op, owned by Rulan Carroll.
Mama worked there both before and after she was married in 1927.
Billy Bolander, 21 years old, clerking in the store.
They took this picture to send to me when I moved to Salt Lake to go to Henagers. 1954
Back: Royce, Alene Chamberlain; Christie Mulliner.
Front: Yvonne Chamberlain, Deanna Tait, Alene Mulliner, Florene Spencer, Fae Donna Chamberlain
Royce had nick-names for all of us. Mine was Little Boo; Fae Dawn's was Long John Whitnour; Deanna's was Queenie. Royce was THE BOSS. I don't remember the others.
Graduating to the Valley Café when I turned 16 was liberating. Royce Chamberlain was a fun boss and we had a great group of waitresses and cooks, including Royce’s wife Alene. We made 37 cents an hour. When we asked Royce for a raise, he laughed at us. Told you he was fun. He earned enough money managing that café to put him through college with a wife and two kids, where he served as student body president his senior year. When DeRay drove tour bus out of Cedar City the summer before we were married, Royce was his trainer - showed him a few things; went with him on his first run. They had gone about two miles, when Royce told him he was doing fine. So they went back to town.
This is Royce running the 440-yard dash in high school.
Later it was Clyde's market.
Chamberlain store, theater, and barber shop.
Note the only telephone booth in town.
There was one other phone in town, at the Texaco Station by our house.
No home phones all the time I was growing up.
I hated to run to the store for Mama when there were loafers sitting on their haunches
surrounding the front door.
I've often wondered how they could sit like that for hours.
I can't squat for two minutes. Never could.
Hans and Mercy Chamberlain on left when Brooke was blessed in Orderville 1972.
DeMoin and Effie Sorensen, Burke Sorensen, DeRay hold Brooke, Duff and LaVee Pugh, Valda Pope, DeRay's grandmother, Brent, Della and Lesie Pugh, his aunt and uncle.
The "new" church in the background.
Ed Crofts with niece Cecelia Hepworth.
J.E.Crofts and Sons owned a sawmill at Swain's Creek.
All the families moved on the mountain for the summer months and lived in cabins.
I remember them bringing a float down from the Swain's Creek Primary
to the Orderville parade on the 24th of July.
Bruin Hepworth at the Swain's Creek sawmill
J.E.Crofts provided the cedar for the Rock Church in Cedar City;
and he may have done the carpentry.
We have a cedar chest of drawers, two tables and a desk for Brent he made with cedar.
Pictured is Colleen Tait Baird, 88-years old,
Ed Crofts oldest granddaughter.
Uncle Ed made a table for everyone in our family and how many others?
Inlaid
The desk Uncle Ed made for Brent.
St. George Temple 1960
Mama and Uncle Ed accidentally got in different sessions.
Happily, they found each other to get married for Time.
Mama married Uncle Ed, as we called him out of respect, in 1960,
a few years after his wife died and 13 years after Daddy died.
We went on their honeymoon with them as "chaperones".
Someone had to do it. DeRay loved driving his Cadillac.
This is Colleen's sister, Darlos Tait Brinkerhoff.
She is dressed as Indian Mable for the United Order Pageant.
She borrowed Mama's China doll and a cradle board
the Indians at Moccasin had made for her,
specifically for that doll when she was 3-years-old.
I took it to the doll hospital in Salt Lake City and got it all fixed up.
All the families moved on the mountain for the summer months and lived in cabins.
I remember them bringing a float down from the Swain's Creek Primary
to the Orderville parade on the 24th of July.
In the picture with Beth and Burke in front of their cafe,
the store is called "Crofts" store,
after the Orderville Co-op and The Valley Shopping Center.
Uncle Ed owned this store as well as a store and service station in Panguitch
after the mill moved.
J.E.Crofts provided the cedar for the Rock Church in Cedar City;
and he may have done the carpentry.
We have a cedar chest of drawers, two tables and a desk for Brent he made with cedar.
Pictured is Colleen Tait Baird, 88-years old,
Ed Crofts oldest granddaughter.
Inlaid
The desk Uncle Ed made for Brent.
Mama and Uncle Ed accidentally got in different sessions.
Happily, they found each other to get married for Time.
a few years after his wife died and 13 years after Daddy died.
Someone had to do it. DeRay loved driving his Cadillac.
This is Colleen's sister, Darlos Tait Brinkerhoff.
She is dressed as Indian Mable for the United Order Pageant.
She borrowed Mama's China doll and a cradle board
the Indians at Moccasin had made for her,
specifically for that doll when she was 3-years-old.
The doll's name was Bessie Luzene.
(I'm glad she named her doll that instead of one of us.)
Darlos' kids pulled all the hair out, poked the eyes out, and broke the teeth.(I'm glad she named her doll that instead of one of us.)
I took it to the doll hospital in Salt Lake City and got it all fixed up.
It looked too different and Mama never liked her treasure after that
so she gave it to me.
Hand-made.
Leather ties.
When I took it to
the doll hospital,
they scorned: "It is
too old a child to be in a cradle board."
Too bad.
That's the way it
was.
Mama's doll;
an authentic papoose board the Indians made for her doll
when she was
three-years-old.
The old tithing office.
Bruce Bolander added this to the fray.
Valley has always had an old-time orchestra that would wake us up on the 4th and 24th
as they drove around in a pickup playing music. Harmonicas, accordoins and such.
Rena Chamberlain Tait at the piano.
Ed Lamb, Mt. Carmel
Blessed, honored pioneers.
DeRay's dad, Duff Pugh, taught at Valley 1940-47.
Bruce Bolander added this to the fray.
Valley has always had an old-time orchestra that would wake us up on the 4th and 24th
as they drove around in a pickup playing music. Harmonicas, accordoins and such.
Rena Chamberlain Tait at the piano.
Blessed, honored pioneers.
DeRay's dad, Duff Pugh, taught at Valley 1940-47.
The seminary teacher taught in Kanab on M-W-F and at Valley on T-T.
On Tuesday and Thursday, Duff rode with him.
They brought the typewriters for the Valley kids to use on those days.
Duff bought a brand-new 1940 Ford when he got the job at Valley;
the first car he owned.
When he was going to school in Logan
after he was married,
he borrowed his brother's car to take his new bride
and their belonging up.
He drove the car down to Kanab,
then hitch-hiked back to Logan.
DeRay was born on his graduation day.
"What did your dad do the six years between graduation
and when he got his first job," I query DeRay.
"He hustled. Odd jobs.
Worked for Les at the service station during his lunch hour,
had two paper routes,
ice was made in big blocks in a refrigerated brine tank.
He chipped it into small pieces for the drug store.
Probably helped Grandpa Pope build houses;
sold the milk from the cow."
Orphans, they all lived together in the big Pugh House:
Les, Duff, Loren, Edna, Louise, Robert and Kelly.
Some married; some not.
Senith, the baby, lived with Mina in Mt. Carmel.
By the time, he got his first job,
Duff and LaVee had three children:
DeRay, Sherrill, & Marilyn
Contrariwise,
the first six years of our married life,
we had no children.
DeRay completed four years of college,
and had an engineering job at Geneva Steel.
I was working for U.S.Steel at the Columbia Iron Mining Company
on Iron Mountain, 30 miles west of Cedar City
when we got married.
My boss, Carlos Taylor, General Accounting Supervisor,
arranged a job for me at the U.S.Steel sales office
on the 16th floor of the Walker Bank Building
where I worked until DeRay graduated.
From there, I transferred to Geneva Steel in Provo
where I was the secretary for the
Superintendent of the Mechanical and Electrical shops.
Our office was actually in the shop -
the largest mechanical shop west of the Mississippi.
I had to wear a hard hat and steel-toed shoes
to get to my office.
It didn't have outside windows.
Instead I looked out on the shop with the cranes,
trains and huge equipment,
Only two women in the entire building.
After I graduated from Henagers with a
Secretarial Science degree
I was making more money
than my teacher, Mr. Bauer, who was our
Senior Advisor,
and gloomily prophesied than in 20 years
from our class,
two would end up mentally ill, two would be in prison,
two would be dead.
No successes mentioned.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have gloried in making more money than him.
When we held our second reunion
40 years after we graduated,
none were mentally ill,
none were in prison.
No one was rich or famous,
but all were genuinely good people.
One had died prematurely.
Which brings me to the second part of the story.
We held our first reunion
the summer after we graduated.
We only invited those who had actually graduated;
making the fatal mistake
of asking one of our classmates
who had married young
and dropped out of school
to make the cake.
The whole town was in an uproar.
Except for one,
who got married right out of high school,
we had all been away to college.
What did we have in common with
those who had two or three children?
That's why we didn't have another reunion
for 39 years.
By then, we invited everyone who had ever been in our class
(sadly, Lorene, the one who made the cake had passed away).
We all enjoyed sharing memories.
Still, no one was rich or famous;
just genuinely good people.
(Mr. Bauer, second from left back.
Duff Pugh second from right back.)
"What did your dad do the six years between graduation
and when he got his first job," I query DeRay.
"He hustled. Odd jobs.
Worked for Les at the service station during his lunch hour,
had two paper routes,
ice was made in big blocks in a refrigerated brine tank.
He chipped it into small pieces for the drug store.
Probably helped Grandpa Pope build houses;
sold the milk from the cow."
Orphans, they all lived together in the big Pugh House:
Les, Duff, Loren, Edna, Louise, Robert and Kelly.
Some married; some not.
Senith, the baby, lived with Mina in Mt. Carmel.
By the time, he got his first job,
Duff and LaVee had three children:
DeRay, Sherrill, & Marilyn
Contrariwise,
the first six years of our married life,
we had no children.
DeRay completed four years of college,
and had an engineering job at Geneva Steel.
I was working for U.S.Steel at the Columbia Iron Mining Company
on Iron Mountain, 30 miles west of Cedar City
when we got married.
My boss, Carlos Taylor, General Accounting Supervisor,
arranged a job for me at the U.S.Steel sales office
on the 16th floor of the Walker Bank Building
where I worked until DeRay graduated.
From there, I transferred to Geneva Steel in Provo
where I was the secretary for the
Superintendent of the Mechanical and Electrical shops.
Our office was actually in the shop -
the largest mechanical shop west of the Mississippi.
I had to wear a hard hat and steel-toed shoes
to get to my office.
It didn't have outside windows.
Instead I looked out on the shop with the cranes,
trains and huge equipment,
Only two women in the entire building.
After I graduated from Henagers with a
Secretarial Science degree
I was making more money
than my teacher, Mr. Bauer, who was our
Senior Advisor,
and gloomily prophesied than in 20 years
from our class,
two would end up mentally ill, two would be in prison,
two would be dead.
No successes mentioned.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have gloried in making more money than him.
When we held our second reunion
40 years after we graduated,
none were mentally ill,
none were in prison.
No one was rich or famous,
but all were genuinely good people.
One had died prematurely.
Which brings me to the second part of the story.
We held our first reunion
the summer after we graduated.
We only invited those who had actually graduated;
making the fatal mistake
of asking one of our classmates
who had married young
and dropped out of school
to make the cake.
The whole town was in an uproar.
Except for one,
who got married right out of high school,
we had all been away to college.
What did we have in common with
those who had two or three children?
That's why we didn't have another reunion
for 39 years.
By then, we invited everyone who had ever been in our class
(sadly, Lorene, the one who made the cake had passed away).
We all enjoyed sharing memories.
Still, no one was rich or famous;
just genuinely good people.
(Mr. Bauer, second from left back.
Duff Pugh second from right back.)
Speaking of school days,
this is Verla on Freshie day. 1960
BONUS: 40th Class Reunion - 1994
Dale is showing in this one but some of the others are behind. You can't win.
Dale Heaton, Nolen Roundy, Jerry Glover, O'Dean Crofts, Jim Maxwell, Wayne Robinson, Bobby Gardner. Mary Lee Esplin Ramsay
Jeanette Esplin Hugh, Irene Chamberlain Lamb, Georgia Troy Heaton, Dale Sorensen, Lenore Slaugh Tisdale, Maureen Crofts Ramsay, Carol Jean Heaton Eves.
Everybody! (Dale Heaton is taking the picture thus the vacant chair)
Georgia, Jeanette, Irene, Mary Lee, Lenore. Nar in background.
Everyone except Lenore, who moved to town when we were Sophomores,
is in the playschool picture at the top of the blog.
Also, Maureen and Dale Heaton are in the Playschool picture.
Lorene Chamberlain Russell was the first to die; followed by Flossy Roundy, my twin.
Irene and Lorene Chamberlain were first-cousin twins born on December 10, 1935.
55th Class Reunion. 2009
Back: Bobby Gardner, Nolen Roundy, O'dean Crofts, Dale Heaton, Norman Maxwell, Wayne Robinson, Jim Maxwell. Middle: Dale Sorensen, Irene Chamberlain Lamb, Leonore Slaugh Tisdale, Jeanette Esplin Hugh, Carol Jean Heaton Eves. Front: Maureen Crofts Ramsay, Annie Gardner Judd, Georgia Troy Heaton.
62nd Class Reunion - 2016
Jim Maxwell, Annie Judd, Wayne Robinson , and Jerry Glover all gone to the great beyond.
Bobby Gardner and Norman Maxwell couldn't come this year
because their wives need constant care.
Of the eleven present, only five graduated with the
Valley High School class of 1954.
Maureen graduated from Kanab High School;
Dale Heaton from Juab High School.
Lenore, O'dean and I were the only ones who were not 80 yet! HA!
Jeanette, Dale Sorensen, Georgia, Dale Heaton, Nolen, Lenore, John, Bruce Hoyt.
O'dean, Ramona, Lynn, Beth, Maureen, Carol Jean
Nolen carved these amazing characters for each of us.
BONUS: 40th Class Reunion - 1994
Jeanette Esplin Hugh, Irene Chamberlain Lamb, Georgia Troy Heaton, Dale Sorensen, Lenore Slaugh Tisdale, Maureen Crofts Ramsay, Carol Jean Heaton Eves.
Everyone except Lenore, who moved to town when we were Sophomores,
is in the playschool picture at the top of the blog.
Also, Maureen and Dale Heaton are in the Playschool picture.
Lorene Chamberlain Russell was the first to die; followed by Flossy Roundy, my twin.
Irene and Lorene Chamberlain were first-cousin twins born on December 10, 1935.
Jack Crofts and John Hardy (Lenore's first two husbands) also died,
as well as Charlie Carroll who died at age 54.
55th Class Reunion. 2009
62nd Class Reunion - 2016
Jim Maxwell, Annie Judd, Wayne Robinson , and Jerry Glover all gone to the great beyond.
Bobby Gardner and Norman Maxwell couldn't come this year
because their wives need constant care.
Of the eleven present, only five graduated with the
Valley High School class of 1954.
Maureen graduated from Kanab High School;
Dale Heaton from Juab High School.
Lenore, O'dean and I were the only ones who were not 80 yet! HA!
Georgia, Dale Sorensen, Dale Heaton, Nolen, Bruce, Lenore
O'dean, Maureen, Carol Jean, Jeanette
Jeanette, Dale Sorensen, Georgia, Dale Heaton, Nolen, Lenore, John, Bruce Hoyt.
O'dean, Ramona, Lynn, Beth, Maureen, Carol Jean
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