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Sally Tiffany Call

A life sketch of Susan’s great, great, great, great grandmother, Sally Tiffany Call.  I wish I had a picture of Sally — but I will settle here for a sketch of rural dress in late 18th century America, when she was growing up.

 

Rural dress of late 18th Century America.  I have found no picture of Sally.

Rural dress of late 18th Century America. 

Sarah ‘Sally’ Tiffany was born November 27, 1790, in Cambridge,Vermont to Christopher and Rebecca Ellis Tiffany. That was the year George Washington gave his first State of the Union address, and Mozart wrote his opera, Cosi Fan Tutti. All I know about Sally’s ancestry is that her father was said to be a German immigrant.

 

I do know that Sally herself attended the small school in Cambridge. One of her teachers, who was five years older than she, was a farmer named Cyril Call. Cyril and Sally fell in love, they were married in Cambridge on April 6, 1806, by his father, Joseph Call, who was a Baptist minister.

 

Cyril and Sally made their home in Fletcher, Vermont. Their children born in Vermont were Harvey, Anson, [my great, great, great grandfather] and Salmon. Cyril fought in the War of 1812. During this time, their little boy, Salmon, died.

 

After Cyril returned from war, the family moved to Ohio, near Kirkland, to claim homestead land and develop it into a farm. Ten more children were born in Ohio: Samantha, Fanny, Lucina Josiah, Mary, Sonora Rosaline, Sarah, Melissa and twins Omer and Homer. Sally worked hard to feed, clothe and educate her family.

 

The Call Family was introduced to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints in

1830. Cyril became good friends with Joseph Smith, who visited their home often. Our family has stories of how the Prophet rocked the twins Omer and Homer on his knees, and prophesied that my ancestor, Anson, would one day be a great man among the Saints in the Rocky Mountains.

 

Sally and her family eventually followed the Latter-day Saints to Kirkland Ohio, Missouri and Illinois. They were present for much of the persecutions that occurred in the early days of the church.

 

Cyril once faced a mob, who offered to spare his home if he renounced Joseph Smith as a prophet. Sally and Cyril and their children watched their home burned to the ground. They made their beds in a corn field until help arrived.

 

Despite the trials, there were also good times, including helping to build the Nauvoo Temple, and being present for its dedication.

 

But by 1848, conditions in Illinois forced Cyril and Sally and their children to move again, following the Saints to the Salt Lake Valley. They suffered so many of the same hardships and challenges that are repeatedly told of our faithful pioneers in church history. They arrived in the Valley on October 27, 1849. Sally would turn 59 exactly one month later. They met relatives waiting for them at Sessions Settlement, which is now Bountiful, Utah.

 

Sally endured many illnesses and hardships as a result of being constantly driven from one place to another. Yet she was the mother of thirteen healthy children. All but one grew to adulthood. One grandson wrote, “ By day or night, in health or in sickness, she watched with attention to everything.”

 

After the long trek to Utah, Sally’s health was never good. She lived with her daughter, Samantha, who took care of her for the rest of her life. She died on March 15, 1856 at the age of 65.

sally tiffany call grave

 

As you can imagine, I am only one of hundreds, over eight generations of an ever-growing family, who can proudly trace my ancestry to Sally Tiffany Call.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Mothers’ Day Tribute to Patricia June Burr Call

No one has written my mother’s life story.  There is almost no one left to write it.  I wish I knew more, so I could tell my daughters and the rest of my family.  I will use the pictures I have and tell what I know.

Patricia June Burr, born 27 May 1926Patricia June Burr was born in Roseburg, Oregon, 27 May 1926 to Harry William Burr, Jr. and Clarice Olive Peter Burr.

Harry holds up little daughter Patricia while Clarice looks on.

Harry holds up little daughter Patricia while Clarice looks on.
Toddler Patricia with her mother, Clarice.

Toddler Patricia with her mother, Clarice.

I think, in these pictures, they still lived in the Roseburg area.

Three-year-old Patricia

Three-year-old Patricia

I love the details in this photo.  Mother was definitely a child of the 1920s.  From her little bobbed hairdo to the shiny patent leather Mary Janes and the Art Deco inspired studio background, this portrait tells of the times.

Patricia with prize fish

Does she make the fish look big, or does the fish make her look small?

You’ll see in a lot of these photos that Mama was a natural poser.  I love how the pant leg that is rolled up is not on the leg that is stuck in the mud.  Her father, Harry Burr, was a great fisherman, and often took his kids.  I’m sure he couldn’t resist showing off how his prize fish compared to the size of his daughter.

The many moods of Patricia, and not at all camera shy

Many moods of Patricia, and not at all camera shy

I can see from this photo I inherited my mother’s hair line and her full lips, but not those delicate eyebrows.  Think I might have gotten just a little of her flair for drama, too, and passed it on?

With younger brother Bill Burr, about 1932

Here’s the first picture I found of Mama with her younger brother, Bill Burr.  My guess is this is about 1932.

Family Portrait of the Burrs, with little Bill mugging for the camera

Family Portrait of the Burrs, with little Bill mugging for the camera

The Burrs in summertime Sunday best, during the 1930s.  Notice Clarice’s spectator pumps, and bias cut dress.

Bill and Patricia pose on a snowy day.

Bill and Patricia pose on a snowy day.

I think Uncle Bill and my mom look like they could have been cast in a Christmas movie musical.  Doesn’t Mama look like a bobbysoxer?  Even if she is wearing those nifty overshoes.  I think Grandpa Burr was as interested in taking a picture of the icicles as he was of photographing his kids!

Clarice, Harry and Patricia campingThe Burrs loved the outdoors.  When they still lived in Roseburg, they often fished and camped along the Umpqua River.

Patricia and Bill Burr with cousins, Shirley and Allen Richards and  unknown others

Patricia and Bill Burr with cousins, Shirley and Allen Richards and unknown others

Here’s a summertime photo, and it looks like it is in Homedale, Idaho.  I recognize my Mom (second from left), her brother Bill, their cousin Shirley Richards (Clarice’s sister Helen’s daughter) barely visible in the back row,  and their cousin Allen Richards, Helen’s son.

Wish I could identify everyone else.  Kushlan cousins, any help?  Is that Johnny Kushlan behind Allen?  I wouldn’t have expected him in the picture while Bill was so young, but I don’t really know the timing of those family events.  And who are the other three?  More family?

Bill and Patricia with their dog, Mickey

Bill and Patricia with their dog, Mickey

Another one of those pictures that looks like it comes from a Hollywood movie.  The girl next door, her little brother and their dog.

Patricia and Mickey

Patricia, Mickey and an unknown Cat

I’ve been looking at this picture for over 50 years, and it wasn’t until I blew it up big enough to see on the screen, that I noticed Mama is also petting a cat!

Patricia and a puppyAnd just for good measure, here’s a puppy.   Does it look like Mama is wearing someone’s letterman’s sweater?  I guess I’ll never know.

Patricia on the school steps

Schoolgirl pose

Patricia clowns with the Drama Club

Patricia clowns with the Drama Club

I know Mama was in a play in high school, and this is a cast photo.  From what I remember hearing about this photo,  the couple in the center of the front row were the lead in the play, and Mama and the boy she is clowning with to the left were in comic supporting roles.

Patricia Burr and cousin Shirley Richards

Patricia Burr and cousin Shirley Richards

How about these darling dresses and 1940s hairstyles?

Shirley and Patricia look like cover girls

Shirley and Patricia look like cover girls!

June Allyson and Deanna Durbin in a movie poster?  No, it’s Shirley Richards and Patricia Burr of Homedale, Idaho.

Patricia, William A. Burr, Jr and other family in California 1942

Patricia, William A. Burr, Jr and other family in California 1942

I just found out this year, interviewing my dad, that after the US went to war following the December 1941 attack on Pearl Harbor, Jehovah’s Witnesses were persecuted in Mama’s home town in Idaho, because they refused to salute the US flag.    Mama was a high school student, but she moved to California and lived with her Uncle Bill, Harry’s little brother.  They are the two kneeling in the front.  I think, but I am not sure, that the couple standing on the left are Harry’s sister Mae and her husband.  There is no one left who can name the other people.  Anyone have any clues?

Table tennis, anyone?

Table tennis, anyone?

I love this photo of Mama, because it reminds me of how athletic she was as a young woman.  Dig that California tan!

The Graduate

The Graduate

Mama returned to Homedale in time to graduate.

Mama rocking the tomboy look.

Mama rocking the tomboy look.

I love how she made a baseball cap, pedal pushers and bobby socks in sneakers look feminine.

Patricia and Kay triple dating in 1940s

Patricia and Kay triple dating in 1940s

Is it any wonder why my parents (the couple on the left) fell in love?  I think Dad looks like John Wayne in this picture.  And Mom — looks like a million bucks.

Johnny and Shirley Kushlan

Johnny and Shirley Kushlan

And this would be the right time to let you see the hunk mom’s cousin Shirley fell in love with and married.  Dig that leather jacket.  And is that a Texaco Star on his cap?  I love this photo.

Patricia and Kay wedding cake

The classic Wedding Cake photo…

Patricia and Kay just married car…and the “just married” get-away car shot.

Patricia as Mother

Patricia with her first daughter, Kathleen

Patricia with her first daughter, Kathleen

I think Kathy is about 11 months old here.  It’s the earliest photo I have of Mama and her.  But you can see how proud Patricia is to be a mother.

Kathleen with Uncle Bill Burr

Kathleen with Uncle Bill Burr

By 1949, baby brother Bill is all grown up, and loves his little niece, Kathy.

Bill Burr and neice Kathleen CallI love this picture of my Uncle Bill and my sister Kathy.  We would call her a “special needs” child today.  She was a beautiful blonde, with a gift for music, inherited from my Dad — which you would know, if you ever heard my mom sing.

Kathleeen and Kay 1949

Susan, Patricia and Kathy

Susan, Patricia and Kathy

I was born five years after Kathy.  Here we are with Mom, on an outing in the Oregon mountains.

Susan, Patricia and Kathleen in 1954 facing cameraI like to think Mama is holding me up proudly to the camera.

Kay, Pat and Nancy 1955

Mom and Dad’s third daughter, Nancy Kay, was born in March of 1955.

Kathy, Pat, Nancy, Susan Summer 1955 I just barely remember these days.  I have a few pictures of Mama with the new baby, and me having to be a big girl and give up my bottle.

Susan, Nancy, Kathy Christmas 1955 tea sets and dollNow, this I do remember.  Kathy and I each got a tea set, and new dollies.

Patricia fixing 1 yr old Nancys hair 1956This is probably around Nancy’s first birthday.  Around this time, Mama was baptized into the church my Dad had grown up in, and we became a Mormon family.

Kathleen, Susan and Nancy 1960 w Round Butte, JeffersonI can only imagine what it took to get the three of us ready for church and there on time every Sunday.  For one thing, it took lots of bobby pins.

Idaho Falls TempleOur family was sealed in the Idaho Falls temple less than a year before little Nancy was struck by a car and killed.  She was a beautiful, loving child, and every time I read about how one must become as a little child to enter the Kingdom of Heaven, I think of my little sister as an example.

Susan, Joyce, Patricia, Kathy, Kay, Reuben Funeral 1961

Myself (Susan), my father’s sister Joyce, Mom, Kathy, Dad and his father Reuben at Nancy’s funeral.  I thought about straightening this photo, but it seems right to have it off kilter.  That point in time shifted our family dynamic.  My mother had already started showing signs of the chronic, progressive brain damage that would take her life thirteen years later.  She was never the same after this day.

I don’t have pictures of Mama after this. I realize now that she didn’t want to be photographed as her body deteriorated, and we obliged her.

I have memories of her, though. She suffered long and terribly.  But she continued to love.  She loved music, she loved watching baseball, ice skating and anything that would make her laugh.  But most of all, she loved her family, and told us so as long as she could speak.

I learned that communicating is not dependent on words, it’s a spiritual connection.  Learning that was a gift from my mother’s suffering.

Patricia w swanI love you, Mom.  I have felt you near me, when I needed you most.  We will meet again, “on that beautiful shore.”

I hope this has given the people I love a better picture of the wonderful woman who was and is my mother.

 

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Kay D. Call and Second Chances: New Family

A wonderful chapter in Dad’s life began when he met Muriel McHugh.

Muriel and Kay Call

Muriel and Kay Call

In 1983, Kay D. Call went to a single adults function in Redmond, Oregon.  Muriel McHugh was reporting on the LDS mission to New York City she had just returned from.  Dad was impressed, and wrote down her name, as he heard it.  It took him a while to find her, because there wasn’t a “McCue” in the the phone book. But fortunately, they did get together, and as Dad says, “We dated for several months and we married on August 30, 1985 in the Boise Temple.”

Wedding Day 1985 Boise, Idaho Temple

Wedding Day 1985 Boise, Idaho Temple

Can you tell how happy they are here?

Married for Eternity

Married for Eternity

Grandma Muriel  shows her new ring to admiring grandchildren.

Grandma Muriel shows her new ring to admiring grandchildren.

Oh!  Speaking of Grandchildren, did I mention that by marrying Muriel, Dad got a ready-made family?  Muriel’s six children, their spouses and children, and it goes on an on until this day.

Muriel and Kay with several grandkids on the Boise Temple grounds on their wedding day

Muriel and Kay with several grandkids on the Boise Temple grounds on their wedding day

Here’s how a few of the grandkids looked in 1985.

Meanwhile, Back at the Old Family….

Dad’s mother and Father, who had been living in Metolius for years, had moved to central Idaho to be near Dad’s sister Leda.

Reuben and Mona Call, around 1976, when they lived in Central Oregon

Reuben and Mona Call, around 1976, when they lived in Central Oregon

Early in 1986, Dad’s mother, Mona, died.  She had been ill for a long time, and I had watched Grandpa care so tenderly for her, in a way that reminded me of the tender care my Dad had given my Mom for so many years.

In July of 1986, my younger daughter, Julia Christine was born.  Dad drove with my sister Kathy from Metolius to Salt Lake City to greet the little red haired baby girl.

Grandpa Kay comforts newborn Julia Christine

Grandpa Kay comforts newborn Julia Christine

Things seem to be going a little better, thanks to Grandpa

Things seem to be going a little better, thanks to Grandpa

And Aunt Kathy has the knack, too

And Aunt Kathy has the knack, too

The Metolius, Oregon Home

Dad writes about the home he made with Muriel, “Muriel and I lived in Metolius for 18 years.  We had a nice sized home and a large yard which included my vegetable garden which kept me busy and supplied us and many of our friends and neighbors.  There were more than 30 trees and a huge lawn.  I build two sheds to hold miscellaneous garden and other storage items.”

One of those sheds, with a little wood put by for the wood stove.

One of those sheds, with a little wood put by for the wood stove.

“Muriel was in charge of the flower beds, of which we had many.”

Rock-garden flower beds, with  Dad's vegetable garden in the back, and growing grandchildren in the mix

Rock-garden flower beds, with Dad’s vegetable garden in the back, and growing grandchildren in the mix

“We had a deck built across the back of our house where we could sit and enjoy the peace and queit and beauty of our yard and enjoy the company of our family and friends.”

Four-year-old Julia enjoys the back yard and the path from the deck

Four-year-old Julia enjoys the back yard and the path from the deck

Our daughters had the opportunity to visit Grandpa Kay and Grandma Muriel a few times.  Fortunately, it was always in the summer.  I love these pictures Muriel took of Dad and my girls at the coast.

Julia, Kay and Linda picnic at the Oregon Coast

Julia, Kay and Linda picnic at the Oregon Coast

Dad manages to exercise and recline at the same time!

Dad manages to exercise and recline at the same time!

Building sandcastles with Julia

Building sandcastles with Julia

Linda and Julia get the hang of sandcastle building, and pose for Grandma

Linda and Julia get the hang of sandcastle building, and pose for Grandma

You'd think Julia and Linda were getting along!  Well, with Grandma and Grandpa, I hear they did.

You’d think Julia and Linda were getting along! Well, with Grandma and Grandpa, I hear they did.

Grandpa Kay in Oregon with just a couple of his other grandchildren

Rylie and Shea are just a couple of the other grandchildren Kay loved to have around

Dealing with Loss Again

Kathy’s illness had been getting progressively worse.  My father watched her motor skills deteriorate, and testing confirmed his fear:  in addition to her cerebral palsy, she had inherited our mother’s disease, which led to the chronic, progressive deterioration of her central nervous system. Dad writes, “She was very brave, and never complained about her health.”  She passed away in a nursing home in  January of 1994.  His father, Reuben, had died in 1990.

Move to Pocatello

Dad wrote in his life history, “In 2001 we finally realized the yard work was too much for us, so we had a home built in Pocatello [Chubbuck] where four of Muriel’s children (and many grandchildren) live.  It was hard for us to give up our home and friends in Oregon, but our yard is much smaller here and we are again busy with Church activities.  Muriel’s daughter, Terrilee, lives next door and has been a great help to us.  We love having her colse to watch over us.”  

Terrilee is the daughter in the middle.  Her son is the college gradudate, and Muriel and Dad are the proud grandparents

Terrilee is the daughter in the middle. Her son is the college gradudate, and Muriel and Dad are the proud grandparents

The above picture was probably taken before they moved to Chubbuck, but it’s the only picture I have of Terrilee. (Except for her baby pictures, which I’m afraid belong in a different post!)

Collin, Diane, Muriel and Kay.

Collin, Diane, Muriel and Kay.

I can’t tell you when or where this picture of Collin and Diane was taken with Muriel and Dad.  Collin?  Diane?  Let me know in the comments!

Muriel and Kay, Christmas 2004 -- In their 20th year of marriage

Muriel and Kay, Christmas 2001

In June of 2003, Julia and Linda visit Grandpa and Grandma Call in the Chubbuck badk yard

In June of 2003, Julia and Linda visit Grandpa and Grandma Call in the Chubbuck back yard

Muriel, Julia, Linda and Susan on the same trip -- My 50th birthday

Muriel, Julia, Linda, Susan and Kay on the same trip — My 50th birthday

Kay and Muriel display a present for Grandma's birthday, July 2003

Kay and Muriel display a present for Grandma’s birthday, July 2003

Birthday Cake for Muriel, July 2003

Birthday Cake for Muriel, July 2003

Help me, McHughs -- is this a family reunion?

Help me, McHughs — is this a family reunion?

Surely this is a family reunion!

Surely this is a family reunion!

Anybody who wants to be identified, leave a comment and give me the data!

This one was captioned, "Boy, did Kay love those pancakes!"

This one was captioned, “Boy, did Kay love those pancakes!”

To the right, you can see Burt and Kelly Peterson, and more of the family.

Dad at home in Chubbuck.  Where Muriel was, was his home.

Dad at home in Chubbuck. Where Muriel was, was his home.

KD and Muriel Call new home in Chubbuck

Kay, Bishop Fred Zundel and Muriel at a Paradise Ward Dinner, not long before Muriel's passing

Kay, Bishop Fred Zundel and Muriel at a Paradise Ward Dinner, not long before Muriel’s passing

Kay and Muriel at Paradise Ward Dinner Christmas 2010 or Jan 2011

The writing on the back of these photos says, “Spaghetti dinner fundraiser – January 2011”  I was confused by the “Christmas Decorations” in the background, but then I realized that there is a silent auction at these fundraisers, and someone might have donated Christmas decorations.

In any case, this is one of the last photos we have of Dad and Muriel together.  In March 2011, just before my Dad’s 86th birthday, Muriel passed away.

I was overwhelmed at the funeral by the love the family showed for my father.  It was not until then, that I realized they were my family, too.

The Prodigal Daughter

My husband Marc and I have come to make our home with Dad in Chubbuck.  We have only been here four months, but Dad has opened his heart and home to help us and it is a joy to be with him.

Son-in-law Marc Hutchison and Kay D. Call at Paradise Ward

Son-in-law Marc Hutchison and Kay D. Call at Paradise Ward

Dad is beloved “Brother Call” to everyone in the Paradise Ward in Chubbuck.  The outpouring of affection from family and friends — especially old friends of mine from Oregon who remember my wonderful father — has made this a happy birthday for him.

I wanted this tribute to him, these four posts on the four Sundays in March, to be his birthday present from me to him.  But it has been much more a gift to me.  It has been a joy to share these pictures, and to interview him about his life before I came into it.

To all of Kay D. Call’s loved ones, please enjoy.  And please leave comments!

 

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If One Picture is Worth a Thousand Words….

Then what is my collection of family photos worth?

Some would say the collection is priceless.  Some would say it’s not worth much, especially if it’s stored away in boxes, without labels, maybe never to come to light until after there is no one left who can remember what great grandma said about when and where that family portrait was taken, and who the little boy in the sailor suit was.

So while I still remember the stories connected to my photos, I’ll scan and post them, and tell the stories for whoever wants to know.

Marcs Mothers Mother Blanch Yengst (Jones) and teacher Miss WintersBlanch Yengst Jones Oct 14, 1889-Jan 26 1983

For example, could you tell that the little girl in the first picture and the woman in the second picture are both Blanche Yingst Jones, Marc’s Mother’s Mother?  She was born October 14, 1889 and died January 26, 1983.  But I only know that because Anne Hutchison ( Marc’s mom) left some notes on the back of the photos, and saved an “In Memory of” card from her mother’s funeral in Leechburg, Pennsylvania.  And now Marc and I have those documents.  And as of today, you do, too.

We don’t know anything about the woman in the first photo, except that her name was “Miss Winters”.  Marc thinks she was probably Blanche’s teacher and not a family member.  And we can’t know for sure, but doesn’t it look like the young Blanche has red hair?  What do you think, Julia?

It’s not a bad Sunday afternoon project. It lets me get my fix of blogging, but also lets me keep my promise not to do any marketing or sales on the Sabbath.  It’s a fun way to share my memories and leave something, hopefully of value, for my family.

So please enjoy, and feel free to leave a comment or ask any questions my photos bring up.  I expect just family will check in periodically; but “just” family, is a pretty large and important group of people.  So, please share your thoughts and questions here.

Love,

Susan Call Hutchison

 

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