Assignment l.03 Pedigree Chart and Research Log

Family Pictures

Patty (standing) with Nana (Grandmother Turner),
the grandmother who raised her and her cousin, Mary Ann

Wedding reception after wedding at the St. George
Temple, February 8, 1979

Thanksgiving 2001 Back: Robert, Paul, Patty
Front: Katie and Matthew

Matthew, Meghan and Mason
November 2012

Paul and Aimee December 2013
Front left to right: Destiney, Katie, Jayden, James

Family Letter - Excerpt

Excerpt from Family Letter written by Herb Turner September 6, 1971

Grandfather J. B. Turner founded the family business in 1823. He acquired his farm near Lancaster, Ohio in 1864 and opened up a sandstone quarry in 1867.  He purchased another farm in Illinois in 1879 and still another in 1883 in the same state.  He opened the Alleghany Stony Quarry in 1882 with a crew of twenty-five men.

The Warehouse, which was the forerunner of the present business, was opened as a grain elevator in 1884.
He started the general store in Bremen in 1885. He founded the Pioneer Telephone line in 1893. He started the flour mill in 1893, the Bremen Gas and Oil Company in 1898 and the bank in 1906.

In 1910-1912 Uncle Ed, Uncle Will and Uncle Albert were the millionaires of the town. They possibly, at that time, had in excess of $100,000 each. The buying power today would be more than a million dollars.

Life Goals

My Dreams	Goals
---Goal 1---Sign up for a family history class at BYUI.	Daily: ---Complete two assignments/day to finish this semester’s classes. Weekly: ---Next week check on-line to see what classes are being offered in family history ---Sign up for a class ---Pay for the class Deadline: ---Dec. 20, 2013
---Goal 2---Serve full-time mission with my husband in the next six to eighteen months.	Daily: ---Index on-line one hour/week to increase skill ---Read scriptures daily in the morning ---Exercise daily to increase physical strength/stamina
---Goal 3---Return home and help others in completing family history work	Daily: Weekly: ---Volunteer in the family history library one day/week Deadline: ---August 2015

Pedigree Chart

Richard Crabtree's Memories of our Parents Earl Mason Turner and Sarah Elaine Parkin Crabtree Turner

Earl Turner holding baby daughter, Patty

 

                Richard Crabtree’s Memories of our Parents Earl Mason Turner

                                    Sarah Elaine Parkin Crabtree Turner

            My mother, my sister and I moved to San Francisco when I was about six or seven and Judy (our sister) was one or two.  My parents had divorced earlier.  Our mother died when I was ten.  Mom worked while we were in San Francisco, but I do not know where.  We lived in a boarding house.  I think several single moms and their children must have lived there because I remember a lot of kids.  It was a big house with a big kitchen.

            The lady who owned the boarding house was ornery.  She seemed to fix sauerkraut often and I hated it.  I could not leave the table until I cleaned my plate and I hated the sauerkraut so I would put it in my pocket, leave the table, and then flush it down the toilet.  I must have had some really stinky jeans.

            I did not know how to tie my shoes.  The lady put me out on the steps and told me I could not come in until I learned how to tie my shoes.  I finally did it.  I still tie my shoes differently from other people, but they stay tied.

            When our parents married they rented a little house down the street about a block from Aunt Elva and Uncle Delbert, my mother's sister and brother-in-law.  I remember spending time with them and their family.

            When Earl, my step-father, mustered out of the Army, he was able to buy an old Army Jeep with a rag top.  We drove in that from San Francisco when we moved to Henderson, Nevada.  I remember the huge trees and driving through one of them. (That must have been Sequoia National Park)

            We arrived in Las Vegas at midnight and even though it was dark, the neon signs were spectacular.  I remember the sign on the Golden Nugget with the man panning for gold.  I was about eight at the time.  We moved into a house in Henderson and the back yard was desert. 

            We lived next door to the Ehrets.  Lucille and Mom were good friends.  I do not remember too much about Charles.  There was a family down the street, the Sullivans, who had a bunch of kids and several were boys.  They were my good friends.  A neighbor across from them had the prettiest dog ever.  It was a collie.

            Mom was a good cook.  She tried lots of different foods like frog legs and artichokes. I remember getting chewed out for my report card.  I must not have been a very good student.

            Earl’s son, Steve, would come to visit during the summer from Bakersfield.  He was just younger than I was.  There was an old guy who lived on the Colorado River and panned for gold.  He would come into town to buy groceries and get gas.  He looked like Gabby Hayes and lived in a cave on the river.  One summer Earl and Steve and I went to see him.  We pulled the horse trailer, parked it and rode the horses in to see him.  We stayed for two or three nights and panned for gold.  The burros would come down to the river at night to drink.

            I remember lots of outings in the boat.  Earl would get the boat going really fast and jump out.  He taught me how to swim.  One time he bumped me off the boat dock and I remember being way under the water.  When I came up, Earl was grinning at me.  I learned how to swim.

            In the summer we would take the Jeep and chase wild horses across the desert.  One time we hit a hole and I thought Earl would bury the Jeep it was so deep.  There were buzzards eating a dead horse and they did not fly away even when we got near them.  They were not giving up their feast.

            The day Mom died I was outside playing with the Sullivan boys.  She had come home from the hospital after having the baby and must have called Earl that something was wrong.  An ambulance backed up to the back door and then they were gone.  I hated the sound of sirens after that.

            My dad came and got Judy and me and we moved back to Salt Lake and lived with Grandma and Grandpa Parkin, my mother's parents.  The kids from my school in Henderson made me a scrapbook and wrote notes to me that they missed me and they were sorry my mom had died.  The teacher sent it to me in Salt Lake.  I still have it.

Crabtree, Richard G. "Knowledge". (West Valley City, Utah)

Mabel Rose (Mays) Turner's Memories of her parents, Mabel Rose Mason (Nana) and Albert Franklin Turner

           

Mabel Rose and Albert F. on their honeymoon
trip in 1909 (with Clesse and Carroll)

                                   
          My parents,  Albert F. Turner and Mable Rose Mason Turner moved to Denver in 1917 (in the spring) primarily for his health.  He had been diagnosed with tuberculosis in Ohio.  At first they rented and then moved to West Lake Place.  The children had a long walk to grammar school.  Nana was president of the PTA and the children were so proud.

            In 1924 they moved to 668 Cook Street.  Every house was brick due to a Denver city ordinance.  They paid about $13,000 cash for the house.  It had quarter-sawn oak, hardwood floors.  It was a three-bedroom, one bath home.  A plumber had built the home and they even had steam heat in the garage.

            Mary Alice (my cousin) was born in 1924 and Uncle Will and Aunt Ina, my mother's sister and brother-in-law, came to visit that summer.  Daddy (A.F.) rented a cabin on Buffalo Creek.  He stopped to buy fish hooks and as Mays held the pole, a hook got stuck in Annabel’s thumb and Mays felt so bad about it.  Daddy found someone to drive Nana and Annabel to town to have the fishhook removed and got her an ice cream cone afterward.

            In 1925 they drove to Ohio for the grandparent’s golden wedding anniversary—Matilda Ann Frey and Timothy R. Mason. They got about thirty miles out of Denver and had a one-car accident in the Studebaker.  A steering knuckle dropped out and they ended up in the ditch.  That’s when Earl got his face cut.  The back window had broken.  A farmer in a Model T came by and took Nana and Earl to the doctor.  They sewed his face with no anesthetic.  It made a “T” at that time (his own monogram).  Daddy, Mays and Annabel walked to the nearest farmhouse and called a tow truck.  They rode in the towed car back to Denver.  Nana and Earl took the train back to Denver.  Daddy put Nana and the three children on the train to go back for the anniversary and he came later by himself in the Studebaker.  It was too lonely at home.

            In 1926 was the Turner family reunion at our house in Denver.  Daddy had previously written to all the family to see if they would come and that was the start of the family letter.  Every brother or his widow came and much of the second generation.  Daddy had bought the hotel in 1919 or 1920.  The neighbors had a furniture store and they loaned us double beds.  He brought linen from the hotel.  The women and children stayed upstairs, the men stayed downstairs. The  men bathed downstairs and there was a toilet there, too.  Uncle John stayed with his wife’s relatives.  Everyone else stayed there at the house.  Daddy hired a cook and the sisters-in-law waited tables with a towel over their arms.  Everyone went to church on Sunday—the Methodist Church.  They had reserved pews and the preacher introduced everyone.  Even the Jewess and Catholic members were there.  They went out to a restaurant after church.  On Monday they had a big picnic up in the mountains.  Even friends from Ohio joined them.  Herbert gave the family history.  Annabel (my sister) did a dance.  She had had her hair cut short and Mother was so embarrassed that she looked like a boy!

            In 1927 Mays got to go to YWCA camp up in the mountains.  She even went snipe hunting and still had a good time.  She called and asked to stay another week, but Daddy said she should come home, her mother was ill.  She went to church Sunday and was sick again.  She ended up in the hospital for two weeks with an emergency appendectomy.  It was the first time Mays had ever seen her daddy close to tears.  He got a radio for her recuperation period—a wet battery one that later spilled over on the hardwood floor.  Daddy hired a cook, the same black woman he had had for the reunion.  The kids knew she went downstairs to smoke because they could smell it.

            In 1928 Daddy got so sick.  Around Christmas of 1927 he had gotten sick and the doctor thought a warmer, drier climate would help him feel better.  They thought it was the flu then.  They hired a driver to go to Arizona.  He did not feel better and wanted to come home.  He came on the train and Nana came back with the driver.

            He got home and worked a little and got a typewriter.  Mays tried to type letters for him.  He soon became bedridden and Auntie (Rebekah Johnston) came to care for him.  A neurologist made house calls to check on him and charged $5.00 for house calls.  He was finally diagnosed with encephalitis.  Mays was learning to drive and went into the brick wall.  She stepped on the gas instead of the brake!  Nana hired a brick mason to fix the wall.

            Friends had planned a sixteenth surprise birthday party for Mays.  They called her there to come home and her daddy passed away the next day (April 11, 1923).  The funeral was there in Denver and he was buried in Ohio.  Auntie stayed there with the children.

            In 1930 Mays graduated from high school, but Nana was back east for her father’s funeral. (T. R. Mason died 25 April 1930) Mays and a friend and Annabel and Earl drove back with Auntie.

            Mays and three sorority sisters moved out of the sorority house to save money.  It was the 1930’s, the height of the depression.  They had an apartment.  Her senior year Mays was elected sorority president and had to move back to the sorority house.  Mays went to Colorado University and Doc went to Ohio University where Nana and Ina had gone.

            Nana rented out the house in Denver and got a house in Boulder where Earl and Annabel were in school.  Earl went to Denver University the first two years on a church scholarship.  He went to Boulder in 1934.

                Mays graduated in 1934.  She completed a year’s internship at Miami Valley Hospital in Dayton, Ohio.  In 1935 she went to work at the hospital in Colorado Springs.  She stayed for one year, but she would have to teach the nurses in the fall and she hated teaching so bad that she quit her job.  She told them Nana had sumac poisoning, which she did.

            Mays and Doc got married  19 June 1937 in Austin, Texas.  Doc had gotten a job there and did not have any time off. Nana, Earl, Annabel, Mays and Jack all went to Texas.  It was so terribly hot there.

 

            Later Mays and Doc moved to California where Doc went to work for Standard Oil.  Nana lived with them.  They were there until 1948 when Earl’s wife, Elaine, passed away.  They moved to Henderson, Nevada so that Nana could take care of Earl and Elaine’s newborn daughter, Patty Ann.  Doc and Earl went into business together in Henderson.

Coleman, Mabel Rose Turner "Knowledge". (Las Vegas, Nevada)