The Hales Newsletter

Motto: United Force is Stronger

NEW SERIES Winter 2001 Vol. 6. No. 4.

Membership

The Hales Chronicles on the internet

The Hales Newsletters – on-line version

Old Series and New Series

News and Views

In Memoriam

VerNon H. Coombs

Beth Hales Smith

Iris Gillette Hales

Dora Lenore Hales Pfaff

Keith Ivan Hales

Ferron Blaine Hales

George LeRoy and Georgenia Frandsen Hales

Preface

Introduction

George and Georgenia Hales History

George Washington Hales

This is on-line version of The HALES Newsletter. The HALES Newsletter is the Journal of the HALES Family. It is a quarterly publication of the HALES Family History Society and variant spellings, including HALES, HAILS, HAILES, HAYLS, and HAYLES. The information includes current events, historical sketches and genealogical information pertaining to the Hales family. The pictures can be viewed by clicking on words that are highlighted. It is published by Kenneth Glyn Hales, secretary of The Hales Genealogical Society from 1970 through 1981 and The Hales Family History Society since 1995.

The intent of the HALES Family History Society is to document all HALES, HAILS, HAILES, HAYLS, and HAYLES families wherever they are found in all parts of the world. This documentation is found in the multi-volume The Hales Chronicles. This information is provided as a service to the Hales Family.

The Hales Chronicles contains the genealogical information published by the Hales Family History Society. This database can be found on the Hales web-page at www.hales.org and can be found in book form at The Family History Library of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints at Salt Lake City, Utah; The Library of Congress at Washington, D.C.; The Library of The Society of Genealogists at London, England; and the Centre for Kentish Studies at Maidstone, Kent, England. The Hales Chronicles is also found on-line. Look here to verify your family information and to search for your ancestors.

The Hales Newsletter is provided to the above cited repositories and the Allen County Public Library at Fort Wayne, Indiana. The Allen County Public Library indexes our publication and provides articles through their Periodical Source Index (PERSI).

Printed copies of The Hales Newsletter are provided to members of The Hales Family History Society. If you desire to be come a member, refer to the membership section on our home-page. If you would like a printed copy of individual Hales Newsletters, reprints are available at a cost of $3.75 each.

MEMBERSHIP

This Hales Newsletter is the fourth and last issue of volume 6. Please note the expiration date on your mailing label. If it indicates VOL. 6. NO. 4. or earlier, this is the last issue you will receive unless you renew your subscription. I usually circle the last volume to be received in red to indicate your subscription has expired. There is no further notice of lapsed subscriptions.

Please read carefully the article about the Newsletter now being on the internet. You may not want to purchase a printed version. The on-line version is provided at no charge and contains all of the information and pictures of the printed version.

The Hales Chronicles on the internet

The internet version of the Hales Chronicles is the basis for the Third Edition to be printed in 2005. This on-line version is the master copy of the Hales Chronicles and it contains all information that I have and all corrections that have been made since the Second Edition. It is updated on a weekly basis. Many additions and changes have been made. I work on these files weekly.

A copy of these internet files can be purchased on a CD (in Word for Windows HTML format) for a cost of $10 postpaid.

A copy of these internet files can be purchased on diskettes (in Word for Windows HTML format) for a cost of $20.

Both the CD version and the diskette version contains the latest information that is available.

If you find a mistake in these files, the index to these files, or if your family information is not there, please send me a copy of your records.

The method you use to send me the information is not important. I can receive any type of GEDCOM file, any text file from your word processor, or you can mail the information to me. However, please send the dates and the locations that the birth event, marriage event, or burial event took place.

THE HALES NEWSLETTERS OLD AND NEW SERIES

This requires converting the files into HTML internet files. It also requires scanning the mimeographed Old Series Hales Newsletters, correcting spellings – which was not possible using the old mimeograph process – making an HTML version, and putting them in our internet database. This makes the information available for all to see.

If anyone is interested in a printed copy of any of these Old Series Hales Newsletters, I will provide copies at $3.00 for each issue. The printed version is somewhat different from the on-line version – except for the content. The on-line version does not have columns, and some minor editing is done in the conversion process. All pictures and drawings are included in the on-line version.

You can view the on-line newsletters that have been converted to internet files by going to:

www.hales.org

All of the New Series Hales Newsletters have already been converted and are on our web site. Most of the Old Series Hales Newsletters have also been converted and are also on our web site. Keep checking the Hales Family History Society home-page and look at these files to keep up with what has been converted. If you have a need to have me convert one that has not been done, please contact me and I will convert the issue you need at the next opportunity.

I convert these newsletters at the rate of about two each week. In the next month all of the newsletters will be available on-line for your use. Please let me know your suggestions as I improve our Hales home-page on the internet.

Also, if you find an error in these on-line newsletters, please send me the correction by email.

A REQUEST – Let all of your Hales relatives know of our on-line Hales Newsletters. We need some word of mouth advertisement. They can be seen at:

www.hales.org

Also ask them to "talk it up." We need to get the message out so that we get more "News and Views" submissions for later newsletters.

NEWS AND VIEWS

A copy of The Hales Chronicles and a complete set of The Hales Newsletters, New Series, has been provided to The Centre for Kentish Studies, Sessions House, County Hall, Maidstone, Kent, England ME14 1XQ. I though it would be of benefit to the Hales family of Kent, England to provide them with this information. The Hales Family still living in Kent can provide us with additions and corrections for the next edition of The Hales Chronicles.

Bryan Wesley Hales marries Teresa Barker.

Michael Jon Card marries Nara Ker. Michael Jon Card, son of Duane Wilkes and Nikki Mae Hales Card, was married on Saturday, October 20, 2001 to Nara Ker at the Oasis Christian Church in Salt Lake City, Utah. Nara Ker was born at Battambang, Cambodia the daughter of Yow Ban and Naro Ker. A dinner banquet for the couple was held that evening at the East Sea Restaurant by Mr. Monieth "Moni" and Savy Ke Tak – an uncle and aunt of the bride. Congratulations.

IN MEMORIAM

Vern was born Feb 11, 1929 to Irvin S. and Alexandra Hales Coombs in Fielding, Utah. He graduated from Bear River High School in 1947 and obtained a B.S. degree at Utah State University in Aeronautical Engineering in 1959. He faithfully served his country in the United States Air Force in Erding, Germany as an aircraft mechanic. Airman First Class Hales starred on championship teams in basketball and football. It was there he met his bride to be. Vern married Anna Marie Maurer on June 30, 1955 in Las Vegas, Nevada.

Vern supported his children in numerous sporting activities and enjoyed skiing with his family. He was an equipment manager for the Skyline Youth Football for many years, and coached women’s softball. He loved to farm, especially the land homesteaded by his grandfather. He loved hunting, fishing and being in the out-of doors with family and friends. He was a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Though a large and strong man, he was a kind and gentle soul who will be missed by all who knew him.

Survived by his wife of 46 years, Anna Marie; children: Eric (Wendy) Coombs of Salem Oregon; Cecelia (J. Richard) Derrick; Penny (Mark) Rosin; Randy (Jennifer) Coombs, all of Salt Lake City, Utah; nine grandchildren; brothers, Keith and Theo Coombs; and sisters Dorris Lamb; Carol Forsberg; of Box Elder County, Utah. He was preceded in death by his parents and a brother, Verl.

Following services at the Holladay 26th Ward chapel, he was buried on Wednesday, July 18, 2001 at the Fielding Cemetery, Fielding, Utah.

Beth Mackay Hales Smith, age 74, died October 15, 2000 in Salt Lake City, Utah. She married Garth Fred Hales in 1950. She is survived by her son and daughter, Greg. S. Hales and his wife, Lori; Robyn Hales Baer; stepsons, Garth Fred Hales of Seattle, Washington; Robert L. Hales of Dallas, Texas; Ann Hales of Salt Lake City, Utah; Steven L. Hales of Salt Lake City, Utah; brother, Lowell Mackay; sister, Marjorie McCombe; and granddaughter, Jamie Lea Hales. She was preceded in death by her husband; Garth Fred Hales in 1978. Following grave-side services, burial was October, 18, 2000 at the City Cemetery, Salt Lake City, Utah.

Our beloved mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, sister, aunt, and friend, passed away from a long illness on November 2, 2001.

She was born May 22, 1922 at Salt Lake City, Utah to Denzil and Helena Maud Wells Clark. She graduated from South High School in 1940. She married Richard Money Hales on July 23, 1944 and was later sealed to him in the Salt Lake City Temple of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

Iris worked at Hill Air Force Base for many years. She served as president of the Relief Society of the Kearns 6th Ward.

She is survived by her children: John C. (Cheri) Hales, of Washington; Richard A. (Linda) Hales, of Las Vegas, Nevada; Don (Char) Hales of Salt Lake City, Utah; Mark (Rena) Hales of Alabama; Mike (Jodi) Hales of Salt Lake City, Utah; and Jill Hales of Kearns; brothers: Don Gillette of Fairfield, California; Charles (Arlene) Gillette of Colorado Springs, Colorado; sisters: Beverly Anderson Catherine Harmston of Kearns, Utah; and sister-in-law: Retha Gillette of West Valley City, Utah. Preceded in death by her parents; husband; son, Michael Scott; brother, Keith Gillette; and half-brother, Douglas Gillette.

She dearly loved her 19 grandchildren; 14 great-grandchildren; also her adopted kids family and Michelle and Brittany Weaver; many nieces and nephews.

Burial was on Tuesday, November 6, at Valley View Memorial Park.

Dora Lenore Hales Pfaff. Dora Lenore Hales Pfaff passed away August 24, 2001 at the age of 91.

Born September 1, 1909 at Spanish Fork, Utah, the eleventh child of Alma Charles Hales and Susannah Hodgson Hales. Married John Pfaff on June 5, 1938. She was preceded in death by her husband, mother, father, five brothers and five sisters. Survivors: nieces and nephews.

Dora taught school for many years in the Nebo, Jordan, and Granite District elementary schools. She served two years as supervisor to elementary teachers in administrative work, 10 years in special education with learning disability students, partially sighted and hearing impaired. After retirement she worked with widowed persons with Marie Gooderham in the Y.W.C.A.

She was a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and received her temple ordinances on September 7, 1994.

Services were held on Monday, August 27, 2001 and interment was in the Spanish Fork, Utah Cemetery.

Keith Ivan Hales. Beloved husband, father and papa passed away September 5, 2001 in Orem, Utah.

Keith was born July 13, 1928 to Wilford and Dora Hales in Spanish Fork, Utah. He served in the Korean War in the Army, two years active duty and two years in the Army Reserves. Keith married Ruth Bradley Bird on June 7, 1948 in the Salt Lake Temple of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. He was an active member of the church where he has served as an Elder and very diligently served every week in the temple. Keith worked for Mountain Bell for 35 years as an Engineer.

He is survived by his wife of 53 years; son, Michael (Wendy) Hales; two daughters: Marjorie (John) Visser and Cherie Goding; 11 grandchildren; ten great-grandchildren; brother, Bill Hales; and sisters: Audrey Miner, Laurel Braumel, Elva Perkins and Dorothy Hansen. Preceded in death by a son, David Keith Hales, parents, brothers and sisters.

Funeral services were held Monday, September 10th at the Sharon 3rd Ward in Orem, Utah.

Ferron Blaine Hales. Ferron Blaine Hales, 64, of Marietta, Georgia, died Monday, December 3, 2001.

A native of Salt Lake City, Utah, Mr. Hales moved to Marietta, Georgia 16 years ago. He was a professional jazz musician who played the trumpet for Kennesaw State and Georgia State College Bands. He was a veteran of the U.S. Army, and was an avid golfer. He belonged to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

Survivors: wife, Annette S. Hales, Marietta, Georgia; son, Jeffrey Blaine Hales, Marietta, Georgia; daughter, Sheri H. Clackum (Darryl), Acworth, Georgia; three brothers: Robert Lynn Hales, Las Vegas, Nevada; Marvin Hales (Robin), Henderson, Nevada; Roger Hales (Jolene), Springville, Utah; two grandchildren: Cari Nicoles Clackum and Jaycee Nicole Bierkamp.

Funeral services were held Friday, December 7, 2001 at the Pine Ridge Funeral Home in Kennesaw, Georgia. Interment was in the Pine Ridge Memorial Park Cemetery.

GEORGE LEROY AND GEORGENIA KIRSTINE FRANDSEN HALES

There may be many mistakes and omissions in this section. Some are my mistakes and some have been made by the biographers. Therefore, I have been faced with the dilemma of whether or not to verify the dates and facts for each person and history. But, realistically, I had to face the fact that if I did that this book might never be published. With all of its faults, I have decided to publish it now.

The histories are wonderful. Through them we begin to know our ancestors and appreciate the kinds of lives they led. How I wish that there were more. Maybe there is, but this is all that I have been able to gather. I have hung on every word and wished that I could ask them how they felt about different things. I feel that I have been able to know them a little. I've asked myself, "What will my descendants know of me?" The sad fact is that they will only know what is recorded of me and I am the only one that will be likely to do that. I urge you to put on paper the things about yourself that you want others to remember about you.

Did you realize that all of the parents and spouses of George and Georgenia were Mormon Pioneers? How sad it is that the legacy that was left to the posterity of these great pioneers has not been passed down to all of their descendants. Because it hasn't many have not known of the gift of the Gospel of Jesus Christ that so many of their ancestors sacrificed so much for. They do not know of their legacy, their birthright and heritage. I encourage any of you to look into the beliefs of our ancestors, at least that you might appreciate what was so important to them that they were willing to change their lives for.

Any text that is entered in the first person is written by me, Marlene Hales Meshinski.

Unfortunately, our branch of the Hales family has not been close, and I'm convinced that this is a great loss in each of our lives.

When I conceived the idea of this book my father was delighted. I wondered if it was possible to obtain all of the information from the family that I needed but he encouraged me to try. He died before this was completed, but I am sure that he is aware of it and is pleased.

A few years ago my mother attended a funeral of a member of her Ward. As the eulogy was given the family names began to sound familiar to her. As a matter of fact, the family names were her own family names. To her amazement she realized that she was a second cousin to the deceased.

What a waste! They had lived in the same town for years and had not shared the joys of a family relationship. It was this event that motivated me to begin to search out the descendants of my paternal grandparents, George and Georgenia Frandsen Hales.

Perhaps members of their family could be living near each other and not know it. So a few years ago I sent a letter to my Aunts and Uncles asking them to send me records of their family.

It has taken that long to compile and publish these records for several reasons: some sent their information right away and some never did and I had to dig for their records from other sources. Also my life continued to be busy and I have had to set the project aside several times. But the major reason for delay is that at the last minute, I decided to add the ancestors direct line of genealogy and histories that I have. This is the second part of the book and I have made further comment about that at the beginning of that section.

The delays have caused a major problem. Many births, marriages and moves have happened since I first began to receive records. I have diligently tried to update them, but I'm sure that there are still mistakes and omissions. But knowing that it is impossible to keep up to date with all of the events in a large family, I have chosen to end here.

Someone asked me why I didn’t just spend time searching for our dead ancestors. My answer is that if our grandmother had compiled such a book, locating our ancestors would be considerably easier. So for someone who 100 years from now will be thrilled to find this record, I have published this book.

Feel free to copy this and share it with your family or you can order copies from me. I will place a copy in the Family History Library in Salt Lake City.

May 30, 1989, on Francis Hales' 82 birthday and Arthur Hales' 80th birthday, they, along with their brother, Stanley, met and shared their memories. This was taped and the text that is italicized is taken from that tape: the other memories are taken from material sent to Marlene from George, Robert, and Glen Hales.

Her only brother, Frantz Peter's first wife Marelda Christensen and their son, Glen, was killed in a freak accident (the newspaper account of this follows this history). He remarried to Matilda Grover, they had a family and lived in Morgan County.

In her older age Georgenia expressed her regrets for not having any girls. She told her Granddaughter, Kathy Hales, that if she had had a daughter, perhaps she would not be so alone. She missed out on a lot, she didn't have a sister either. As a matter of fact, the family specialized in boys, after Myrta was born in 1891 there was not a girl born into the family until 1932 when Marlene Hales was born 41 years later!

George was called Roy. He was a big man, almost six foot tall and over 200 pounds. When he was young he smoked a pipe. He smoked so much that he was called "Smokey." His smoking embarrassed Myrta, his sister, when her friends would call. When his boys began to grow he realized that he should quit so that he wouldn’t be a bad example to them.

It is too bad that some of these ships are not in the family. All of the boys wanted one. But when he died, Georgenia didn't want them to fight over them and she disposed of them so that there wouldn't be any problems.

He was very good with the knife. I remember the pipes he used to smoke. One of them had a deer head carved with the antlers on it. He used to get watermelon and cantaloupe seeds and sew them on material and make a bag out of it. They were beautiful, they looked like beaded purses. We never had a pencil sharpener, but when he got through sharpening a pencil with his knife, you would have thought that it was sharpened in one. (Stan).

He was also very good at working with power tools. He made many useful things and toys and decorative items. He really enjoyed working with wood. His grandfather, Stephen Hales, was a Stone Mason, maybe he got his artistic talent from him.

Dad always walked to and from work, about a mile each way. If someone offered him a ride, he always would say, "No, I would rather walk." He was a clerk for 44 years working for the OUR&D Railroad. He loved to work in his rose garden, sending for new varieties when they came out. He loved fishing and baseball, never missing an Ogden Red's game. He always sat in the same seat with his name carved in a pole by his side. He loved taking his grandchildren to the circus each year when it came into town. They would get up very early when the train arrived in town and watch as the Circus people and animals would parade down the street and then set up the big tents for the circus. He also was an avid stamp collector. (George).

He loved to work and he always wore bib overalls. He built a covered back porch on the back of the house and one of his boys remember helping him build it. It was in this screened-in porch where the boys slept and it was plenty cold in the winter out there. Georgenia used to keep rocks in the oven all day and when the boys would go to bed at night, they would wrap the rocks in a rag and put them by their feet to help them to keep warm. The washing was done in there, also.

When he bought his first car, a Ford, he didn't know how to use it. A neighbor taught him to drive. After he had practiced and learned well, he went for a ride by himself for the first time. The ride went fine and he was proud of himself, but when he tried to put the new car in the garage he drove it right through the back of it! He never did enjoy driving. He was nervous and held on the steering wheel so tight his knuckles were white.

He used to keep his money behind the bricks in the basement, he didn't trust banks. Soon after he died, Georgenia called her son Bob and asked him and his wife, Lucy to come to her home. When they did she closed the door and locked it. Then she pulled the blinds and asked Bob to go to the basement with her to get the money that George had hidden away. He did and they found over five thousand dollars there. It was old, damp, mildewed and smelled very badly. They took it up to the kitchen and the three of them laid it on all of the counter tops to dry. The next day they took it to the bank. The teller must have wondered where that money had been.

He loved to listen to the radio. His favorite program was the Major Bowes Amateur Hour. He kept a record of all of his favorite programs, while he sat and listened at the big round dining room table. Many delicious dinners were eaten at that table. (George Hales still has the table).

In later years he had to wear a hearing aid and he said he hadn’t realized that there was so much noise at home or work. He would turn it down or off when the noise got too much. He told his grandson, Larry, who used to work with him on his stamp collection, to nudge him on the arm to get his attention. He had a wonderful infectious laugh. When he laughed at his favorite programs, so did everyone else around him. He was a loving man.

Georgenia went by the name of "Geen" but Roy always called her "Kid." Mom was pretty even tempered. She didn't criticize we boys. She wasn't loud. But she always waited for Dad to come home and then he would take over. She was a small woman, a little bit round. She always kept herself neat and clean and she always liked to look nice, she put up her hair every day in curlers, but she would comb it out before Dad came home. She wore a freshly starched and ironed apron every day. She dearly loved to iron, even with an old fashioned iron that needed to be heated on the kitchen stove.

Cooking took a major part of her time, and she was a good cook. She cooked a good hot breakfast every day and a hot supper every night. One meal we liked was called "Dago." It was hamburger and macaroni. tomatoes and hot seasonings, goood! I think some cheese, too. This was baked in a black dripper that she also baked bread in. Mother used to put a loaf of bread and a quart of fruit on the table for lunch. We used to have chickens and a lot of times, when times were hard, she used to bring in the chicken bran and she would cook it and we would have buns to eat it with. She made about ten loaves of bread every other day. But when you would want a little extra, you would go out to the shed and bring in an egg and cook it. Mush! We had lots of mush! If there was any left over someone would eat it. She would fry up a huge pan of potatoes, she could turn them over to brown evenly and not spill one. She was famous for them. I remember sitting down to the table and Dad would say, "Boys, go easy on the butter, its two bits a pound." We use to go out and buy a thousand potatoes before every winter and then we would put them in a pile in the basement. We would also buy other vegetables and store them in the basement. We had to be very frugal, but we always had plenty of good food and clothes to wear.

Dad would chop railroad ties for the kitchen stove and for the Heaterola, a wood stove in the front room, which heated the front rooms and the bedrooms. We all helped saw, chop, stack and carry the wood to the basement.

Also fondly remembered by her hungry boys, extended family and friends were the delicious pies, cakes, cookies and sweet pickles that she made.

Roy and Georgenia had life-long friends, the Springers who lived closed to them. She loved to play cards with a group of friends that included Grandma Williams, Mary Peterson, Mabel Blodget, and Mabel's mother. They also quilted many quilts. She loved to crochet and embroider and produced many beautiful items.

Perhaps her favorite thing to do was to go shopping each week on Railroad Pay Day. She would get dressed up and go down town and shop and have lunch in town. On pay day one of the boys would walk to work with Dad, he would sign his paycheck and send it home to my mother. If he needed money he would ask for it.

Mom’s baptism records were lost when the clerk was taking the records across the river and his horse fell, dumping the buggy and all of the contents in the river and they, with all of the other records in the buggy were lost. She was baptized again late in her life by her son George. The family was not active in the Church, but before she died, she wanted to be sealed to George and she was.

There are lots of family memories:

We would play outside during the evening but Dad would insist that we head for home at nine o ' clock. At that time the whistle at the railroad shop would blow and keep on blowing for five minutes, and we headed for home.

One time Mother and Dad decided to make wine in a crock in the basement. They had a big crock of Bee Wine cooking. What is Bee Wine? It is made from a plant that they got from California, it was like Hops that ferment. They had gotten the recipe and were excited about making the wine. So they made it and then one time about three in the morning, "BOOM!" When it blew, there was crockery all over the basement. They made a lot of Choke-Cherry wine, too. One time when a neighbor gave another neighbor a drink of wine and she went home and called the Federal’s and turned them in – it was during the Prohibition. Mother was worried that she would be caught with her wine. She had a crock of Mincemeat curing so she poured all of her wine into the Mincemeat. When you had a piece of the Mincemeat pie, you were drunk.

Someone gave George a little Boston Bull Terrier which he gave to Mom and Dad. Its name was Stubby and they had many happy hours with it.

George died April 10, 1955 of a heart attack at the age of 71 years old. Georgenia lived by herself for a long time, she lived 18 years after he died. She spent the last seven months of her life in a rest home and died January 18, 1973 at the age of 88. They are both buried in Ogden City Cemetery.

February 3, 1908 pg. 3.

Freight trains crash with fearful results. Engine and Cars Demolished. Wife and babe of Engineer Frandsen instantly killed.

The Oregon Short Line freight train 28 pulled out of the Ogden Yards yesterday and freight train no. 56 followed over the same road and headed for the same destination. "Twenty Eight" was a heavy train, containing something like forty cars of mixed freight. At Ogden, the cars used by Engineers William Young and Peter Frandsen as living cars were coupled onto the train. Young and Frandsen had charge of steam shovels that recently had been doing work near Lakeside. But had been commissioned to go to Salt Lake to attend to the work of excavating for the new depot there. The families of both men occupied their respective living cars. The train was under the management of Conductor Quinn. Train No. 56 was controlled by Conductor Maloney.

When 28 reached Layton 14 miles out from Ogden, a hot box developed and the train was delayed. The train crew commenced work on the hot box, quite unmindful of the near approach of no. 56, but as the flag-man started from the whistle of 56 signaled that she was entering Layton yard. Only an instant elapsed, when the engine of 56 crashed into the rear end of train 28. The engine on train 54 reeled and fell in a massive heap beside the track of the main line. Cars were smashed into splinters, the track was tom up for a long distance and the head train was soon on fire, caused from the turning over of the stoves in the cars occupied by the families of Engineers Young and Frandsen.

Mrs. Frandsen, evidently saw the impending danger and with her six months old babe in her arms, rushed into the car door to escape the awful catastrophe. Just as she approached the car door, the train from behind struck the train that she was riding in. Like a flash she and her infant babe were thrown from the train a distance of fifty feet, the child flying through the air like a sky rocket. Mr. Frandsen, who had stepped from the car and was standing off to one side when the collision occurred, hastened to the side of his wife and child, but when he arrived there the last spark of life had left their bodies. They both had been instantly killed and yet there was not a mark upon the bodies of either to indicate that they had received injuries of any sort. Evidently the necks of both of them had been broken.

The car occupied by the family of Mr. Young was derailed and badly wrecked. In the up-turning of the car the stove was upset and the car caught fire. Mr. Young was standing on the platform of the station with Mr. Frandsen when the accident happened. Mrs. Young, her six year old daughter and her infant child were quite badly burned and bruised about the body. Mrs. Young succeeded in passing the body of her oldest girl out of a window of the car to those on the outside and after this she herself was rescued. The fire in the car was soon extinguished, thus saving Mrs. Young and her children from incineration. After Mrs. Young had been rescued it was discovered that the baby, only a few weeks old was still in the wrecked car. The rapid work of rescuing the child was immediately instituted, but it was fully ten minutes before the infant was extricated from the mass of broken cars. It was finally found snugly covered up with the bedding, and it is stated that the child's life was likely saved by this means. Mrs. Young and the two children were quite badly burned, but it is thought that there will be no serious results.

There was a carload of cattle in the foremost train, some of which were killed and the others turned loose on the farms to be gathered up again and penned.

The remains of Mrs. Frandsen and child were taken to the undertaking parlors of Mr . Evans of Salt Lake, and Mrs. Young and her children were taken to the L.D. S. hospital there for treatment. It is expected that Mrs. Young will recover from her injuries as will her two children. The body of Mrs. Frandsen and her infant child will, in all likelihood, be brought to Ogden or Brigham City for burial. Mr. Frandsen has a mother and a sister living in Ogden and Mrs. Frandsen was a Brigham City girl, only about 23 years old. They were married something over a year ago, the child that was killed in the wreck being their first. Mr. Frandsen has been a resident of Weber County for a number of years, his home town being Hooper.

Frantz Peter Frandsen was brother of Georgenia Frandsen Hales. His wife was Marelda Rebecca Christensen born July 3, 1885 and their child was a boy, Glen, born September 10, 1907.

GEORGE WASHINGTON HALES

Mother had gray eyes, lovely long brown hair. She was the one to make us mind, but she was very kind, generous and always doing something nice for us.

Of course, there was no TV or radio in those days, but at nights we gathered around the dining table, after lessons, played games and Father told stories, he was very good at that, and we sang and Mother would bring on the treats. As I look back on it now, we had a very happy life.

But Mother made us mind and no fooling. If she promised a spanking, you got it, and you know, I respected her for it. Once when I was 8 a chum and I decided to go to Salt Air Resort on Ladies Day. Females did not have to pay for anything. Now days that would be a very dangerous thing to do. It was about an hour ride on an electric railroad. There were curtains at the end of each seat which ran cross-wise on the cars. I can't remember now if we had clean dresses on, but we were bareheaded. We went in swimming and on all of the rides and a man, seeing that we were alone, bought us each a sandwich. As usual on the big days with the large crowds, there was difficulty with the power for the trains, so we did not get home until midnight. We had not told our mothers where we were going, but some kids knew and told our parents. Father was waiting for us and said, "Your mother is terribly upset, nearly out of her mind, and you are going to get it." Well, some relatives from out of town were staying for the night and mother said, "You will get a spanking tomorrow." After the folks went next day, I got my spanking, and I thought I deserved it.

We lived in Ogden, all of the kids were born there. But Father had a job on the railroad and we moved to Salt Lake. He traveled between Ogden and Salt Lake in his job.

My folks were not active in the Church. Father was kind of bitter about something. You see, his mother Henrietta, was very poor and she had a hard time getting along. Her father had cut her off when she joined the Church, he didn't want anything to do with her. After she came to Utah she got word from the Church that she had been named in her fathers will. He was very well to do and she was very poor. Upon hearing of her inheritance she sold everything she had so that she could go back to get her money. The only two things that she had not sold was her feather bed and her chamber pot, and someone was weighing the feather bed to determine its value when she got a message from Brigham Young that she did not have to go to get the money because he would arrange for someone who was going East to get it for her. (Remember. that she was probably a friend of Brigham's since she was one of the earliest pioneers). Later, Brigham reported that the messenger had been killed by Indians. This so embittered Father because he thought that they had taken the money from her that he became inactive in the Church.

One time the railroad workers called a strike and there wasn't any work so when I was about eight years old we moved to Butte, Montana so Father could get a job. We moved to an apartment and the people who lived downstairs owned the place. They were Presbyterians and they were awfully nice to us.

Then one day the missionaries came by our house and so we started going to church. The missionaries were at our house all of the time. We met in a little store then and they were going to build a new church and I was going to be the first child baptized there, but we moved back to Salt Lake before I was eight. We were the only Mormons around there for awhile, at least we didn't know anyone. I started kindergarten in Montana.

We later lived in a big apartment house. I remember that it was in the Spring and we were in the back yards with the mothers and the kids. A little girl who lived there was crippled and started up the steps and I went to help her. Her mother grabbed her and said, "I don't want any Mormons to touch you!" And I knew we were somebody that was spurned. We really had it up there, the kids would lay wait for Roy and beat him up. There was a home being built next door and the kids were all out playing in the sand and some lady in the neighborhood came up and called her child and said, "You come in now, I don't want you playing with that little s.o.b." There were a lot of Irish up there, Catholics, and some of those kids waited for me, too. So I know what it is to be persecuted.

There was one family in the neighborhood that was very well fixed. They had a good business and they had one girl my age and she and I were constant companions and they were Catholics and they were very nice. When we moved to Salt Lake I was almost 8 years old and she used to write to me and sent me a bracelet and I always remember that bracelet and how nice she was to me. I still have very good friends and I've always had a lot of friends outside of the Church.

When we moved to Salt Lake and I became eight, I took Fred, my brother who had not been baptized or blessed, with me to be baptized. He had to be blessed that day, too.

My father, who I loved so much, was killed at work January 5, 1913 when he was only 52 years old. (See his obituary) After he died we moved back to Ogden.

Fran: I remember when we went to his funeral we had to be lifted up to see him in his casket. He was at Aunt Dora's and Uncle Frank's house. All agreed he was very good looking. Taken from a conversation with Francis and Art Hales. May 30. 1988.

My mother, had many sad times in her life. She bore five children, three besides me and Roy: Franklin died in infancy, Lulu Hales, Lulu died when she was eight and Frederick died when he was nine. Then to lose her husband so early in life was very difficult. But she was very likable and had a good sense of humor. She and I lived together until she died December 1, 1936 when she was 74 years old.

January 6,1913

George Hales, Instantly Killed In Denver & Rio Grande Freight Yards.

Knocked Beneath Wheels of Car by Switch Stand

Body Terribly Mangled

While hanging to the steps of a freight car which was being switched to a train upon which he was to begin his regular run, George Hales, a brakeman in the employ of the Denver & Rio Grande, was struck by a switch stand and knocked beneath the wheels of a box car, which passed over his body, killing him instantly. The accident occurred in the railroad yards near the crossing of Lincoln Avenue between Twentieth and Twenty-first streets about 2:30 o'clock yesterday afternoon. The engine was number 951 and was in charge of Engineer A. H. Sharp and Conductor W. B. Stahrs. Hales was aiding in switching a car and had thrown a switch. He caught onto the steps of a box car and was riding there when in passing the stand of a switch he was struck and hurled beneath the wheels of the car which passed over his body. Members of the train crew saw the mangled body of the man beneath the car and immediately stopped the train. The body was removed to the freight house and later to the Kirkendal Funeral Chapel where it will be prepared for burial.

George Hales was 52 years of age and has been a resident of Salt Lake for a number of years and prior to that he resided in Ogden. He is survived by a wife and a number of children. For many years he was an employee of the Oregon Short Line out of Ogden. The deceased was a member of the local lodges of the Trainmen and Eagles.

The date of the funeral will be announced when the family at Salt Lake City are communicated with.