A Dusting of the Cobwebs....

welcome to my blog!
...allow me a brief introduction...

In a reacent conversation with my daughter, her questions were why I, and her Dad were so quiet about our lifes? Meaning writing or telling about our own personal historys.

I didn't think there was anything important to write about. As I was just a normal person, getting up in the morning and getting the day started, getting kids off to school, or meeting schedules of the whole family, cleaning house, and landry. Keeping little ones busy, and changing diapers, comming home fixing dinner, helping with homework, putting kids to bed, watch some news, go to bed. And then do it all over again the next day. Then some days was teaching lessons in Primary, RS, MIA, Sundayschool, cub scouts, or helping at schools, ect. Family home evening, Visiting teaching, and even some Home teaching and being the family schaefer. most of the time we had one car, 6 kids, one working husband. Oh yes, the multi years of music lessons, and baseball teams, coaching, and even one major jumproap champion, for one daughter.

We had trials too. some were very hard, just thinking about a single memory of losing our son, brings tears. But we are told that this life is to meet trials, and how we handle them will be for our own eternal growth.

A very wise Stake President, President Alred, once said "We are here to be schooled in the principles of eternity. We will work by the sweat of our brow, to work our way through this life... But remember we are here to be schooled in the principles of eternity."

So, I welcome you to my blog. Please feel free to stay and go as you please, and wander where you wish. And, as always, feel comfortable in sharing those stories that you may feel are just "an every day" thing as well...



Showing posts with label My Siblings..... Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Siblings..... Show all posts

Oct 17, 2017

Crashing a Missionary Party...

Oct 7, 2017

Have you ever felt you were crashing a party, and had talked your daughter into doing it with you??

Well I wasn't exactly crashing a party,  I had been invited!

Earlier in the week I had received a envelope with a invitation to a Farewell Party for Elder Samuel Brimhall.....no other name was on the invite or on the outside of the envelope.  My only clue was his last name, Brimhall,  as this is my maiden name.  and someone knew my address in Grantsville.

To my surprise this Farewell Party was going to be in Tooele, close to where Pauli lived.  As far as I knew their were no relatives of mine that lived in Tooele.

Pauli and I walked into the Church building and looked at all the folks that were there, the cultural hall was mostly filled with people and round tables.  they were visiting with each other and enjoying themselves.  I said to Pauli I felt I was crashing a party, as I didn't know anyone.

I soon found a lady by the name of Sherrie, who I thought was Jeannette, but found out she was her daughter.  She also pointed out Elder Samuel Brimhall, who I was able to talk to and introduce my daughter Pauli to.  Elder Brimhall is from Virginia.  Which left my head spinning, as to how I fit into his family.  I saw Mike, My brother Ivan's son.  Through him I think I learned that Samuel was his grandson.  Which would make Samuel, my brother Ivan's Great Grandson.

I gave Elder Brimhall my Email and home address,  I hope he will write sometime.
I also understand that this party was done by Bro and Sis Booth.  Elder Brimhall will be staying with them and they will be driving him to the Missionary home in Provo on Wednesday.

I am grateful to have met more family members that I didn't know,  and was surprised how much older my nephews have gotten, almost to the point of not recognizing them.



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Aug 1, 2017

My Brother Bob...

July 24 2017...Utah Pioneer Day

On the 23 of July, I received a call from Robert Craig Brimhall, Bob's oldest son, who lives in St George.  He had received a phone call from his dad requesting him to hurry and come to the hospital where Bob was, in Ogden Utah.  When Robert found his dad in the hospital in Ogden.  He was receiving chemo and other drugs because they had found he had cancer.  The doctor informed him that Bob would only live two to three more days.  He also notice that Bobs breathing was very shallow.

Robert stated that he ordered the chemo to be stoped along with all the other medications so that his dad could pass in peace.  He was also having him moved to a nursing home, Oak Crest Nursing home, close by.

The next day Robert called me, on the 24th,  to inform me that Bob had died.
Robert was upset because of Bob's current family, (3rd wife). about 20 people were in the room, arguing with each other.  His body was taken to Leavitt's Mortuary in Ogden, where  Bob had requested to be cremated.  I had hoped to see Bob as it has been many years since I had seen him.
I asked, when I had entered the Mortuary, but was informed that there was no viewing at the request of the family.  Later I found out Bob had been cremated before the services, at the family request.

For some strange reasons second families often feel that the children of the first family are not important, and have no place with them.  Not realizing that their hearts are broken too.  As has been the case with Ivan's children and Bob's from the first marriage.  (Bob's wife Helen had died from a blood transfusion given to her from surgery, giving her Hepatitis C.)

Bob's children are out of state or on the border of the state line.  His second family took no consideration to allow time for the kids to come for the funeral.  They also dominated the funeral service, it was different, but not bad.

Jill, Bob's granddaughter, Tammy's only child, wrote the Obituary for the funeral home.  I thought she did a great job, and tried to state facts and be fair to both families.  Jill also has my mothers genealogy book that mom had kept.  I think Jill's husband gave the opening prayer.

For the last few years the two families have been fighting where Bob was going to be buried when he died.  Bob has a grave site in Provo City Cementery where his first wife is.  Even has a tombstone with his name on it.  But the second wife has said no, that he would be buried with her.  She has been married before and all the family are hers.  Bob had no children with Margaret. But their is a rumor around that she is seald to him in the temple.  Helen, Bob's first wife, and Bob were married in the SLC Temple.
So his kids have been upset as to where they were going to find their dad, when they wanted to be close to him.

 Leavitt's Mortuary was very beautiful, and the grounds were beautiful and peaceful.
I was hoping to be a hour early to visit with family, but was surprised to see we made good time and was two hours early.  As we waited inside where it was cooler, I was also surprised to learn that Bob's funeral was the sixth one for the day.

Robert Craig came in and was talking with someone from the Mortuary.  They brought a velvet bag to him.  In the bag was a beautiful urn with some of Bob's ashes.  After I took a picture he quickly took the urn out and hid it in his car.

The kids are wanting to have a simple marmoreal at their mothers grave, and perhaps bury the urn there with her.  I also found out that their youngest brother Gary, has cancer.  Robert told him, he would save the grave next to his mother for him.

Margaret and her family are planing to spread some of the ashes at a favorite camping spot, and the rest will sit on a shelf for about a year, until they decided what they want to do with the rest.


I was touched that four of the six boys, my brother Ivan has, came to Bob's funeral.  Clyde, Robin, Richard, Randy and Randy's wife.  My brother Verl came, and his daughter Pennie, drove him there.
Robert Craig, and Jill and her husband were the only ones who made it from Bob's family.
My daughter Paulette came with me, so I wouldn't be alone for the long trip.

I was glad she came, she was able to meet her cousins she had not met before both Ivan and Bob's funeral.  Paulette made the comment that she felt more part of family, from these two funerals, than all of the Walker side of the family we have known, in all the years.

Verl and I are the only ones left of our family.  Verl is eleven years older than myself.
He is worried, keeps saying he is next.


Ivan died March 16 2017 from Cancer, in SLC,  buried in SLC
Bob died  July  24 2017  from  Cancer, in Ogden Utah

Update:

Robert Craig was able to bury the ashes he had, with his mother, at the Provo City Cemetery, in Provo Utah.  I don't know what the other family will do with their part of the ashes...we may never know.




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Mar 22, 2017

My Brother, Ivan H Brimhall...

March 16, 2017

My brother Verl, called me today and told me that our older brother Ivan H Brimhall, died today, In his home in Salt Lake City, while he was sleeping, this morning.

Yesterday a wisper came to me that Ivan would see our Mom and Dad before I would.  A spirit whispering often feel like a soft thought.
I love my Mom and Dad and miss them to.

Ivan and Grace would drive from Salt Lake City to Grantsville to visit with me once in a while.  The last two times, they were here,  Ivan had lost a lot of weight.  The last time he came,  I weighted more than he did.
One time he had said that he didn't like the Huntsman Hospital, because people who go in there get cancer, and he was not going back there.

I learned the last time I visited with him that he had been going to the Temple, which pleased me greatly.  He never came out and told you things, you just picked them up in the conversation.

Ivan's funeral will be on Thursday, March 23, at 11:00 Am with a viewing before at 9:30 AM.
At Riverside 1st Ward building, in Salt Lake City,  the ward that Ivan attended.  Also a viewing Wednesday evening in the same building.

His burial will be at Mount Calvary Cemetery, in Salt Lake City, Utah.

Both Verl and myself will be at the funeral.  I was asked to give the opening prayer.
Bob has chosen to stay in Arizona.  (Note:  No one knew, Bob was ill himself, and had told no one in our family.  He passed away July 24 2017, in Ogden Utah.)


Note: Grace, Ivan wife, died May 25, 2017 in Salt Lake City.  Funeral May 31, 2017

           Grace Martinez Brimhall
            Born 5. 29. 1929  Walsenburg Colorado
            Parents  Mike, Lucy Manzanares

Grace was Ivan's second wife.



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Oct 21, 2016

My Brother Ivan...

Oct 21, 2016


My Brother Ivan and his wife Grace came for a visit this afternoon.  Ivan is about 13 years older than my self.  He has lost a lot of weight, He weights less than myself right now.  His skin has a yellow looking cast.  I have been worried about him and wondering if his health is going down.

Today in our conversations Ivan asked about Lynn's health, and how long he was sick before passing.  Then the topic changed to Ivan not trusting Huntsman Cancer Hospital, because people go in and die there, or never come out...he doesn't trust them.

He soon express that the doctor said they had found traces of cancer in his body. I have the feeling he didn't want to know any more and left.

Dec 29, 2014

Sharon Brimhall...

My Brother Verl's wife died the day after Christmas.  Dec 26, 2014, In Yuma Reagional Medical Center in Yuma Arizona.  I believe She died from a stroke.

Her funeral was in Provo, Jan 3, 2015, and was buried in Provo City Cemetery.

I felt bad that I could not go because I had surgery.  A right knee replacement.



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Feb 7, 2012

Bob's Great Granddaughter....

Last Sunday I had the privilege of being at the blessing of Kaitlyn Elizabeth Tomer. My brother Bob's Great Granddaughter. She is such a sweet and beautiful baby.

I so enjoyed my visit with Jillian and Mike Tomer and their families. A whole house full of wonderful families bringing love and joy for this special occasion. Including my daughter and her husband, Paulette and James Inman.

My brother Bob and Helen had four children. Sherrie, Robert Criag, Gary, and Tamie.
Sherrie Jorgensen, and her daughter Heather Warburton, and her family were there. Tamie Warner, Jillian's Mother, and her father Stan Orme were also there. And lots of family from the Tomer side, and from all sides.

I had the opertunity of getting to know my nieces and their families. I have missed knowing them in the last thirty years or more. Sherrie reminds me alot of her Mother Helen.

Bob and his wife did not come, He missed out on a very special day.

I hope our family can retie the family shoestrings together. Family is one of the most important things in this world, and after. After all we are all brothers and sisters.

love your kids