DALE ROSQUIST FUNERAL WAS LAST SATURDAY

 "Old Soldiers Never Die, They Just Fade Away". Such was the case with 75 Year old Dale Rosquist of Levan, Utah. To most of us from Juab County, he always seemed to be around and always will be. Even at his funeral, it appeared he will always be with his family, friends and those he loved. Although the proceedings were held in the Levan LDS Church of which he was a member, he wasn't what one would call an every Sunday go to meetin attender. But it was made quite clear in the words of the songs; speakers and the feeling of the crowd that in attendance, he very much loved God; his family; Levan, and most certainty America. Like many of our war torn Veterans, Dale suffered immensely from the Cancer, and it took his wife the same way. He was the Juab High Class of 66, and was a proud Wasp, along with many others as my brother Gary B. Jones was, and a dear friend of my sister-Jaynette Jones, who spent time with him and his kids the last few months. I was so impressed with the funeral program, with the spiritual music of "How Great Thou Art" and "Amazing Grace" but showing the spirit of this Veteran of 2 tours of Duty in a God Awful Country of the Pacific Rim. The Closing Hymn was "America The Beautiful" played on a guitar and joined in slowly by the congregation, and one couldn't help but shed a tear. The Levan American Legion did a 21 gun salute and the US Navy doing the Flag Honors. WELL DONE DALE.

A MOTHER'S IMPACT STAYS WITH A CHILD FOREVER

Don't panic! It is not the earthly day called "Mother's Day", but you may get extra credit by giving any mother a flower or gift of appreciation to acknowledge the love and devotion of that one person. And it doesn't have to be your own mother as their are many others who have no children or they are not in a position to offer a love note to their mother. But if you find the time or make the time, write a handwritten note of gratitude send it to her in the US mail, as a handwritten letter is keen. It can be brief, as long as it is honest. Often times, a mother type can be a grandmother; Aunt or even a church teacher. Your act of kindness may be a dollar that is sent or given to her without her knowledge. Most folks are better off that another in your neighborhood, so feel the inner spirit of love to give. As I write of this today, I was going through another box of family history and came across a letter that was written by what some folks may label me as "one of those no account" Jones boys. Well, I may have been, but I think the letter I wrote so many years ago was a sincere act of love and adoration for my own mother-LaVon Harris Jones. I was about 9 years old, and that was at a time she had temporarily given up her profession as an expert typist and teaching her "tough" boys that we each needed to learn to type even though we thought it was "only for girls". In her non argumentative manner, she taught us how we could all play men sports and type too! Somehow, she knew that even a train engineer; tire buster or Olympic swimmer, their would be a day when all people would have to learn to type. She was right as rain! And sure enough, when I got to high school, I felt this surge to sit by the cute girls in type class; made the Type Team, and still got the Atta-Boy playing Football. Well, sitting on the Bench mostly, until the last game of the year, playing  defensive end, as the Assistant Coach knew I could do that, and sure enough, Clark Greenhalgh was my "Mom" on the football field. I darted around the opponent's of BY High and sacked their Quarterback 3 times. Anyway, herein should be that letter I wrote, and sorry I  didn't spell my hometown korrectly! And school lunch couldn't be afforded.

ANCIENT LANUGAGE-CAN ANYBODY READ WHAT WE FOUND

I had the opportunity to work with Archeologists at Antelope Island; Bear River Massacre; Central America and Martins Cove. I felt honored to be asked to go to Cairo, but had to go back to work. I have spent my retirement years in writing about my exportations around the world and almost got a thousand entries. As I went through some old family artifact's, I came across this notebook and I can't decipher what language it is. Wondered if some of the readers can figure out if it is Reformed Egypt Hieroglyphics; Pig Latin; Bengali; or what? Perhaps, this is the secret book found in the hidden wall in the stairwell of the old North Ward when they tore it down and left the pile of lumber and wood for me and my father to gather and reuse. Who knows other than perhaps the Shadow Knows. I get the shivers going through the sketches made that was made. Perhaps on Halloween night?

Latest up date on this ancient hyropgylichs. We received the correct answer as to this reformed Eyptian. It is from the Tolley Twig, and that person is right on this Halloween night, and is entitled to receive free all of the thousand year old candies she can muster up and acquire.

THE WASP-100 YEAR OLD PUBLICATION OF HIGH SCHOOL STUDENTS

We are not absolutely sure, but the Nephi Jones family believes "The Wasp" was typed by LaVon Harris  (Jones) but put together by "The Swarm", which were the Stingers and Assistant stingers and ink pushers of the class of 1928. In todays high school Nebonian and year books, people often made fun of fellow students or teachers, with no harm intended. Such is the case of the respected principal, George A. Sperry who they referred to as Jerge Jay Sperry and another respected agriculture teacher, Harry Beagley who was referred to as Hairy Beagley. Another case was respected coach T.O. Durham, and Raymond Phillips, who became one of Nephi's respected mailman, the father of Jack Phillips. It should also be noted that their was such a thing as boys and girls Glee Club; Boosters Club; Hot-N-Tot Club and in those days, as perhaps the 1964 Senior Ball was called the Senior Brawl. Have fun and check the name of what The Swarm is; and Sadie Howard became a Greenhalgh and Mable Wilson became a Nielsen, and James P. McCune not only wrote the high school school song, but became a respected 5th District Judge.

 

A PROMISE MADE IS A PROMISE KEPT

About four years ago, I was helping the DUP (Daughters of Utah Pioneers) conduct tours for the public at the old Juab County Jail, which was also used as a holding place for those heading to the Territorial Prison where the Sugar House park is in Salt Lake City. In addition, I found fun in opening the log cabin at Nephi's Pioneer Park each Saturday or when their was a group of people nearby. I found delight in that, as it was Alice P. McCune, the DUP President in the 1930's, who directed my grandfather to cut the logs to build the cabin, which was completed in remembrance of the Mormon Pioneers that first came to Nephi. If you knew her, as I did picking weeds at her home, nobody could turn down Alice P.! Evan Harris had two sawmills above Nephi, so he and his boys and brothers brought them down, and people of the area gathered to build the log cabin in the 1930's and the DUP has kept it in prime condition. Growing up in Nephi and being a member of the Nephi City Council I had a great interest in the upkeep of it. I told the new Park Manager if he would be willing to use his machines and manpower to transport the Bell that was near the cabin and take it back to the new Nephi Town Park created by Nephi City, and build a holding facility to give information about it. For that good cause, I told him I would bring it up in City Council for a vote, and it was approved. I shook hands with Gerratt Bethers, the Park Manager and "A PROMSE WAS MADE, AND IT IS NOW KEPT". In addition to Gerratt, we acknowledge Nephi City workers including the expertise of Clark Wood and former DUP President, Peggy Johnson. All folks in the Intermountain area are invited to Nephi for the Monument Dedication. Come One Come All. And remember, the DUP is non-profit and they could use your donation...please!

                                                                                        

WE HAVE PICTORIAL PROOF OF TWO OF THE THREE NEPHITES

 Although many followers of Jesus do not believe Christ gave continued life on earth to John the Beloved til the Savior returns, but many do. And many Mormons or members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Days Saints believe that after the crucifixon of Christ on the Cross in the Middle East, he was resurrected and proceeded to come to the land that eventually became the America's. Christ visited the people that was here as recorded in the Book of Mormon. Although this writer is a sinner of the rules of the LDS, I am a firm believer in that the Book of Mormon is a written history like the New Testament of the Bible. After teaching and preaching to the people of the Americas and prior to his departure back to God, he felt very proud of his twelve disciples or Apostles here and three of those followers chose to remain on earth like John the Beloved and could Tare with no physical harm coming to them. As such, there have been many books and writings of sightings of the "Three Nephites" reporting the good and noble deeds they are doing until Jesus the Christ returns. If one could establish the facts, their just may be more people to offer their  "sightings" of Big Foot or "Sasquatch". Once again, this writer believes that John the Beloved and The Three Nephites or helping with good deeds on earth, but today we write of the sightings of "The Two Nephites"'. Elder Howarth is in the white shirt, and on a LDS Mission in Alaska. The taller guy is Gary B Jones of Nephi. They are distant cousins as their great-great grandfather is Edward Jones who was an arriving Mormon Pioneer to Nephi in 1852. Elder Horwath's grandparents are Mark and Patty Jones of Nephi. In Alaska, Gary is know as G.B. Jones, who was an Army Ranger during the Viet Nam Era; raced the thousand mile Sled dog race known as the Iditarod; returned LDS Missionary, and a well know author, with his most recent book entitled "Whisper's of the Trail', a copy of which he presented to Elder Howarth.

I TRYED TO CONVINCE TRACY BOOTH TO BE A NEPHI COUNCIL MEMBER

While doing a little written jargon with former Nephite Tracy Booth, we commented on some of the good people around about. We both conceded that one of the best families in Utah are the Wright Family of Milford and Beaver. To many of us, rodeo folks are about the only true sports hero's we have left, other than our Veterans. Tracy compared his father in law-Elwood Jenkins to Grandpa Bill Wright. He and his wife Evelyn are the parents of  13 kids, with the sons being in the Saddle Bronc competition while the daughters help Bill run their ranches. They have experienced injuries' as well as tragedy. But their faith in each other and their affirmation of their Mormon faith continues to bind them together. As I was once on the Nephi City Council, and experienced some discontent, as some of those I sat with seemed to  do away with the rural vision of Nephi, and raise prices of property and bring train loads of people and to build and build and build with no room to have gardens. One leader maintained that Nephi had plenty of water, but  it appeared he had no real knowledge of the State or Nephi, as we are and always have been dang dry. And talking to Juab County, the Assessor felt it was their duty to raise Property Taxes now to fit the slew of people that want to live here but compute to higher wages up north. I felt like our area was on a spiral downhill. It was not just the elected officials, but "selected" people by those who appeared to just want more money for themselves or to be hired by the people and business that were brought in as that have already been done by those who were booted out.. As I was often the only one that wanted to preserve our history, culture and friendly town, I felt the burden of the older folks were being taxed to death and we were encouraged to be less open about the raises to them. Tracy and others wanted me to run for Mayor and I wanted him to run for Bishop of an LDS Ward. If I ran for Mayor, there would be little chance I could persuade the voting Council Members who seemed bound and determined for growth and to get more money, but for themselves, not the people that move in and drive like a bat out of hell and permit the heavy loaded trucks to ruin the roads and cause accidents;, by hitting the railroad tracks at high speeds. But since I like to be of service to others, I will tell Tracy Booth that I will run for a Bishop for an LDS Ward, if he will run for Nephi Mayor and lead Nephi out of the apparent dismiss of our Ruralville. But I ran in to a road block by talking to a local Stake President. It may take a while, as I like to commit sins and it just may take a year or two to repent of my wicked ways. But dang it, I like to sin. And the second road block, I guess I have to get married. I tried that once and it lasted 16 years and shy about another go at it. But perhaps I can find a weekend wife, as I  watched  a TV series recently and well, I was love stricken, and having done several Hollywood movies, most of which were as Extra, I put in a call to my former Agent. He said something like "Fat Chance" but he used some foul language I can't repeat here. I am in love with Kelly Reilly, who  plays the role of Beth Dutton but dang she is already hitched. Now what ? I need a Bitchy but Sweet wife, but one that can bring hell and fire to members who are acting up, if I am to be the Bishop

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