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I wrote Roy's full name because I thought it was great he was named after dad. I really looked up to Roy when I was a child, he seemed so smart and so together. Mom always bragged about how good he did in school, how everyone just seemed to respect him, how he could get any job or grade he wanted, teachers really liked him, and so on, but then mom said that about all her sons, I think she was partial to her sons. Any sisters out there agree? It's okay her son's brought us new sisters to love and laugh with, they are a special blessing to us all.
Whenever Roy was around it seemed there was laughter. He was such a trickster, pulling pranks, telling jokes and having a good time. It seemed like he and Marian, and Arlene and Anna always had so many friends and dates, what social life's they seemed to have. I think that is one of things I remember most about all the older siblings, they were popular and knew how to have a good time. I can still picture the house back then, watching them have a good time and sometimes they even let us little ones join in. I did love to watch and laugh. I don't really remember much interaction with Roy and the sisters, mostly it was with his friends and David. It seemed he had friends and dates, worked, went to school and was always busy.
Our house had been a boarding house, (the polite way to say it) back in the old days of Midvale so many a night we would wake up to someone trying to get in and mom yelling for them to go away. There were beer joints (as we called them back then) not far from where we lived and the old guys from the smelter would get drunk and want to come and sleep it off at the house like they used to. One night mom and dad was gone and one of the sister, I don't remember which one screamed in the kitchen, we went running in and she said someone had been looking in the kitchen window. Roy went to the window and looked out and said he couldn't see anyone but there was tracks in the snow up to the window so he was going to go out and try to find who it was, he didn't find anyone and then he went back out tied to scare us again.
Another thing I remember he wouldn't approve of me telling but it is actually funny to me now and I am sure all you mothers can relate. One night while I was asleep Roy came into my room sat on my bed and peed, my room was right across from the bathroom and I guess he got confused in his sleepy state. I screamed and when he woke up, he said no way did he do that. Well he did. He would probably deny it to this day.
Mom always told me Roy sucked his thumb like me. I was a real die hard when it came to giving up my thumb but mom and dad always stuck up for me. Mom said she tried to get all her children to suck their thumbs, the ones that did were much easier to handle. Arlene did not fall into that category and mom said that when Roy was little he said he wished he was a girl. Probably having so many sisters he felt out numbered, but Arlene on the other hand was a real tom boy, thrill seeker, and she wished she was a boy. I think it was mom or Arlene that told me that Roy and Arlene would sit down by each other holding hands and Arlene saying "I wish I was a boy" while Roy said "I wish I was a girl" over and over again, mom apparently had told them if they wished hard enough it might happen. Keep in mind that this all here say on my part since it happened when they were very little, but I was told that story on more than one occasion.
I remember Roy coming home from the air force to visit although I really don't remember him leaving, I do remember him coming home to visit. Maybe I remember him coming home because mom was busy making sure the house was clean and fixing food. Isn't is funny how some things stick in your mind. I can picture coming downstairs in the morning and Roy sitting there. I must have been apprehensive or stood back because I remember him saying come in I don't bite, but I was in awe.
The first picture of Roy I posted is one that hung on our wall for as long as I can remember. I would look at it and think how handsome he was. I think mom had that picture done when he graduated from high school. I know she was always proud of him and his many accomplishments and treasured that picture.
When he was in the service at Biloxi Ms he met Martha Hammonds. I remember him bringing Martha home and thinking she was so beautiful and so sweet. Everyone fell in love with her. She seemed shy at first not leaving Roy's side, holding his hand. It could have been she was so far away from home and around complete strangers but she soon warmed up and seemed comfortable. You know I remember Marian's and Arlene's weddings but I really don't remember Roy's. I couldn't tell you where they got married or anything about the reception. I do remember her family coming, that's probably why I don't remember anything else, boy were her brothers' cute. I had such a crush on Herb, he wasn't the cutest but he sure was the funniest and happiest. Dave was drop dead gorgeous but Herb was fun. After they were married they were gone until Roy got out of the service, then they returned to Utah. Something else I don't remember is if Sabra was born in Utah or while they were in the service. If it was when they were in the service they come back shortly after because she was probably 4 to 6 months when I remember her. I asked Roy where they got her name and he told me that while Martha was pregnant they went to see a movie called Cimmaron with Glenn Ford, the lead female was named Sabra and they really liked it because it was different. Sabra was another beauty and I remember Roy being so protective of her. I know shortly after Roy and Martha returned to home, Martha's mother and brothers came to Utah to live. They were there for a long while. Dave went to my school he was actually my age, and they became so popular with their good looks and adorable accents. I was heart broken when they moved on to new friends but we still stayed friends and had some fun times, they were the most "popular" friends I ever had.
I don't remember where they lived until they moved into the house that had been aunt Goldie's and uncle Milo's house in West Jordan. I would go and babysit for them and by then they had Carla too, she was born with a hole in her heart. I remember being afraid to tend her, afraid something might happen but I didn't tell them that because I loved to babysit, so I just held her the whole time never letting her cry, she had turned blue once when she was crying so I wasn't about to let her cry. Roy always paid me so it was doubly good, playing with the cute babies and having spending money.
Roy was a fireman with Marian's husband Duane and he was going to school at the U. I think he might of worked at a grocery store or sold insurance when he first got home from the service but I remember him being a fireman.
When I was in High School mom and dad moved to California and in the first summer Ellen and I came to Utah to stay with our older siblings. I stayed at Arlene's and Ellen stayed at Marians' but I went to Roy and Martha's' house sometimes to babysit or just visit and see the kids. Martha made me a dress for the Prom that summer and Roy was so proud of Martha and her abilities, he kept saying I would never have been able to get a dress that pretty and one that fit so well if I had bought it. I was so excited to wear it to the Prom and I did feel pretty. Roy was so proud of his family and so loved his grandchildren they brought him such joy. I love that Cherise named her son Pearson I think that was a wonderful tribute to a grandfather she loved.
Roy, like dad was a genius with so many talents, and though he didn't live as long as we would have liked, he lived life to it's fullest. He blessed us with a wonderful talented family to continue on. Martha and the children have been so wonderful to support the family in all things and keep communication open. I am sure we all enjoy their blogs, the facebook updates, and the Christmas cards they always send. What wonderful assests they are to our family.
My favorite memory of Roy was his bringing an actual soda fountain to the reunion. All of the grandkids thought we died and went to sugar high heaven!
ReplyDeleteAnother memory was uncle Dan talking about watching a Dallas Cowboy football game and the camera panned over to the owner in his box watching the game. Dan couldn't believe his eyes seeing his brother Roy on tv at the game sitting with the owner in his luxury box! I thought Roy must have been so rich!
Thanks for these memories, Carma. I'm so enjoying learning about this delightful family to which I belong.
ReplyDeleteAuntie Carma!! I love this. How precious to learn these things about our family. Thank you for sharing them with us!!
ReplyDeleteWow! I learned many new things about my dad. What a treat to read new stories and funny anecdotes about him. Thank you so much for sharing. He was good to share stories with us of his growing up years, but some of these didn't make the cut. Haha
ReplyDeleteMy parents were married in Mississippi, that's probably why you have no memory of it. And Sabra was born in Clovis, NM while they were stationed there.
I stopped at dad's gravesite on Sunday and spent some time reflecting on all that has changed since he's been gone. As I get older, 56 (the age of his death) gets younger and younger. What a shame he missed out on so much. But I'm confident he's experiencing things that are beyond my ability to imagine. I look so forward to being with him again. He was a great father to me.
Thanks AD for adding that, like I said isn't it funny how some things stick in your mind and others don't I really should have known he didn't marry in Ut but as a young girl I didn't pay much attention apparently. I bet we didn't even meet Martha until after the wedding. I really was limited in my memories of Roy as a child but he was 9 when I was born and I don't remember much of anything until I was 5 and 6 and he would have been 15 ,16 and little sisters aren't on their minds or big brothers who work and are gone
ReplyDeleteI remember Roy coming home from the Air Force too--he paid me to spit-shine his boots and I felt so honored! Then I remember visiting their split-level home over on the west side somewhere (Taylorsville?); the girls were little and just SO ADORABLE!
ReplyDeleteThe thing I remember most about Roy, though, was when I was young at the house on Smelter Street and he and dad got into a shouting match and were in each other's faces--I remember Dad taking a pose, pointing at his chin and saying, "Yeah, go ahead, you take the first punch!" It must have been some kind of macho male thing going on; I was looking on with side-eyed wonder. Funny thing is, I don't remember either one of them taking a punch, and I don't know who backed down! Interesting, huh?
Roy came to visit me and my family when we lived on Grant Ave.--he took me to lunch for pastrami's and chocolate shakes--and I got to ride with him in a really luxury rental Town Car. I too remember thinking, wow, he must be rich...
Then, of course, there was the time I (just by divine intervention) ran into him on I-15 at the UT/ID border and me and my friend Kathy Williams spent an hour with him having lunch, visiting and catching up, then saying our good-byes: he hugged me and told me he was living one day at a time. Three months later he was gone from us.
One last thought about Roy: His funeral was the best funeral I have ever been to! I will never, ever, ever forget his daughters singing "You Are the Wind Beneath My Wings," (and I'll never figure out how they made it through that...). I still miss Roy; he was always, for some reason, hovering in the back of my mind, and now when I think of him being gone, it always makes me cry...
I couldn't agree more Judy, he was fun to the end, I miss him
ReplyDeleteRoy scared me to death. Whenever he came home he made me practice saying words the right way, especially Pearson. I didn't like it and thought he was mean! When I went to Okinawa to live I needed a visa that I didn't know I needed. So during my stopover in San Francisco Roy picked me up at the airport and took me to the government offices I needed to go to to get my visa, then he treated me to lunch and a tour of San Francisco. Funny that even as a young married person I was still a bit intimidated of him. But I loved Martha and the girls and when we were all in St. George together there were some very fun times. (Don't think I didn't love Roy, he was just a bit scary!)
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