1908 - 1928 Children of Guy LeRoy Crosby and Norma Warby

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Guy LeRoy Crosbie

“But went through life spelling the last name as "Crosby”

1884-1950

By Marjorie Crosby Gibson Sanchez

Guy LeRoy Crosby was born January 19, 1884 Beaver, Beaver County, Utah to parents “Guy” Gavin Andrew Crosbie “Crosby” and Electa Malinda Twitchell. Guy had an older sister Essie Elvira. Guy LeRoy’s father worked for the railroad, a farmer, ran cattle, a miner, and played the violin. Music was a part of life. Guy Andrew worked long hard hours away from home for the railroad between Milford and Mona, Utah. Guy, age 14, knew his grandfather Anciel Twitchell on his mother's side. Guy LeRoy grandparents on his dad’s side still lived and died in Scotland. Guy LeRoy age 14 or 15.

This is a list of Guy LeRoy's siblings:

Essie Elvira Crosbie born 6 May 1882, Beaver, Beaver County, Utah. Died 19 Feb 1898, Leamington, Millard County, Utah.

Melinda Idonna Crosbie 16 May 1887, Beaver, Beaver County, Utah. Died 10 Mar 1908, Moab, Grand County, Utah.

Anciel Robert Crosbie born 28 Aug 1892, Leamington, Millard County, Utah. However, Manti Temple Records shows ALL the childrens last name is spelled CROSBIE, gives birth and place of birth. On this record it shows place of birth as Beaver, Beaver County, Utah. He died 9 May 1914, Pocatello, Bannock, Idaho from a train accident.

James McGarry Crosbie (uses Crosby spelling for last name) born 18 Sep 1895, Leamington, Millard County, Utah. He died on 19 Apr 1947, North Creek, Beaver County, Utah. He was named after his Uncle James McGarry the husband of Electa's half-sister Elizabeth Twitchell.

Infant Girl Crosbie born 1 Mar 1899 Unknown, 1 Mar 1899 Unknown but is buried at Mountain View Cemetery, Beaver, Beaver County, Utah.

Juanita (Wanda) Crosby born 6 Nov 1900, Beaver, Beaver County, Utah. Died 27 Jan 1953, Beaver, Beaver county, Utah.

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Isaac LeRoy Crosby Born 28 Jan 1908 in Beaver County, Utah - Died 15 April 1908 in Beaver.

Aug 1, 2020 19:46:09 GMT -7 *Marjorie said:

Guy LeRoy Crosby Jr.
28 Jan 1908 - 27 Apr 1908

By Marjorie Crosby Gibson Sanchez

Guy LeRoy Crosby was born on 28 January 1908, 2 months and 28 days old. Born in Beaver County, Utah. He died on 27 April 1908 of spinal meningitis. On his death certificate a possible mistake may had occurred so I have listed what information I have on both possible children Guy LeRoy Crosby and Isaac LeRoy Crosby then let each of you decide for yourself.

Bacterial meningitis is inflammation of the layers of tissue surrounding the brain and spinal cord (meninges) caused by bacteria. Newborns with bacterial meningitis are usually irritable, vomit, or may have seizures.

Many different types of bacteria can cause bacterial meningitis. In newborns, the most common causes are group B strep, E. coli, and less commonly, Listeria monocytogenes. In older kids, Streptococcus pneumoniae (pneumococcus) and Neisseria meningitidis (meningococcus) are often the causes.

In trying to locate a birth certificate, death certificate, cemetery record, findagrave, some information came about an Isaac LeRoy Crosby and I have decided to play the records here.

Isaac LeRoy Crosby

28 Jan 1908 - 27 Apr 1908

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Elvira Narcissus Crosby

ELVIRA NARCISSUS CROSBY

BORN: 20 DEC 1909 - Died 19 FEB 1889

By Marjorie Crosby Sanchez

I never actually knew Elvira Narcissus because she died very young. There are records showing her with two different names, one is given on her birth certificate that shows her as Essie Elvira Crosby born December 20, 1909, in Beaver, Beaver County, Utah at 10 a.m., and was a normal birth occurring just a few days before Christmas. The proud parents are Guy L. Crosby from Beaver, age 25, a farmer, and Norma Blanch Warby, age 23, housewife and the attending doctor was Physician, C.M. Clark, M.D. The information shocked me. The other document records of her name is shown on records below.

The Genealogical Society "special professional researchers" and my father Gilbert Garnell Crosby used special archive documentation to create this Group Sheet of Guy LeRoy Crosby Family and submitted it to the church archives in 1963. All documents are from records from the church archives were used to create this particular Group Sheet and also for Gavin "Guy" Andrew Crosbie Group Sheet. Around 8 Nov 1987 my mother, Betty Gardner Crosby's home was broken into while vacationing in California. The thieves stole her entire Book of Remembrance and tore out many documents from my Book of Remembrance as well. Emily Twitchell Hanks taught my mother and I the process of family research and the three of us became very good friends. Kristine Davis has Emily's research and in that research are copies of the Group Sheets documented by the church archives. Mrs. Davis has mailed those precious documents back to me.

Elvira Narcissus first name came from

"Grandpa Guy LeRoy Crosby’s older sister Essie Elvira who passed away from pneumonia in Leamington, Utah just before she turned eighteen."

Elvira (Guy and Norma's child) middle name is Narcisscus meaning a “Small Daffodil”. The other record is her death certificate showing her name as Alvira Narcissus Crosby, along with the engraved headstone showing “Crosby – Elvira N.

I did not have a birth certificate until a few days ago when I came across the certificate on the DAS Records on July 12, 2020. Her death certificate shows Elvira Narcissus Crosby lived to be 18 months and 21 days when she died of an Acute Intestinal Obstruction on July 11, 1911 and the attending physician was Dr. Warren Shepard, M.D. On her death certificate its also shows her name spelled as “Alvira Narcissus Crosby” and her headstone shows Crosby - Elvira N. Her death must have been very painful for a small child. Now when looking at the headstone it will show death occurred on July 11, 1910.


Intestinal obstruction is a blockage that keeps food or liquid from passing through your small intestine or large intestine (colon). Causes of intestinal obstruction may include fibrous bands of tissue (adhesions) in the abdomen that form after surgery, an inflamed intestine (Crohn's disease), infected pouches in your intestine (diverticulitis), hernias and colon cancer.

Signs and symptoms of intestinal obstruction include:

Crampy abdominal pain that comes and goes
Loss of appetite
Constipation
Vomiting
Inability to have a bowel movement or pass gas
Swelling of the abdomen

The records about Elvira can be found at The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints familysearch.org that shows some of the following records that our Crosby Family Members have worked so hard to make a joint effort to submit for our family. I have placed the copies of the records such as a screen shot from Findagrave.com and a picture of her headstone to sort out the confusion that some may find conflicting.

A copy of a 1990’s old database found at one time appearing on website of the Internet of “ALL” grave sites in Utah at that time. Elvira is the first “underlined in Red” with an “asterisk” to the right.

Elvira is buried with parents and family members in a beautiful setting at the Mountain View Cemetery, Plot_422_5 as shown on website of findagrave, located in the community of Beaver, Utah just about a 3 hour drive traveling south of Salt Lake City, Utah on I-15.

To be human is to error. Correcting is important. Findagrave shows Elvira Narcissus Crosby name correctly but between death certificate and headstone the dates do not match.

[*Marjorie]

ALLEN TANNER CROSBY AND HIS WIFE THELMA CONDER

25 April 1911 - 3 May 1991

By Marjorie Crosby Gibson Sanchez

These are my personal thoughts of my Uncle Allen Tanner Crosby a man I admired and respected. Allen was the third child of Guy LeRoy Crosby and Norma Blanche Warby born in Beaver, Beaver County, Utah. The first two children of Guy and Norma died. He was the tallest and oldest person in his family. If his family needed him he was there. Our family (Garnell Crosby) visited his home often. He was soft spoken, educated, honorable, humble, kind, knowledgeable, never cussed, notable patriarch, noble, patient, and very wise. He was positive influence in my life.

I heard at Uncle Allen Tanner Crosby's funeral a talk from his Bishop or Stake President of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints that when he interviewed Allen he felt it should be Allen on the other side of the desk interviewing him. That is a powerful compliment to give an individual don't you think?*****

The Remaining Seven Living Sibling As Adults
Allen, Murray, Essie, Norman, Effie, Garth, Garnell
All siblings are in order of birth except for the youngest Norman
Ten children in all, the oldest two Guy LeRoy and Elvira Narcissus died before two
Lew born between Garth and Garnell died in 1928

He worked at the Garfield Smelter as a Boiler Maker. Uncle Garth one of his younger brothers worked on the Railroad at the Smelter also. My dad (Garnell) worked for the Magna and Arthur Mills near the town of Garfield, Salt Lake County, Utah where the three brothers lived until 1956. The two companies eventually merged and because Kennecott Copper Corporation. The Copper Corporation was bought out and in 2020 is owned by Rio Tinto.

Boilermakers make and install boilers and other large containers that house gases or liquids such as oil. Job duties include reading blueprints, casting pieces and bending them into shape, and welding or bolting pieces together.

Allen being the oldest brother and Murray second to the oldest had the most time and influence from their mother Norma Blanche (Warby) Crosby before she died giving birth to the youngest Norman.

It was my Uncle Allen who blessed me a member to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.

I recall going to their home in Garfield playing with their large sand turtle that was attached to a chain by a hole drilled in the turtles shell. Deadman's Cave was east of their house where Aunt Thelma's nephew Jerry and I would explore.

Toronto Cave, a natural cavern close to Uncle Allen's got a name change. The cave was first used by wandering Indians. After pioneers settled in the Tooele area, they’d used the cave as a cattle pen when pushing the cattle to the Tooele area. Years later the “Toronto Cave became known as “Dead Man's Cave".

One time I had gone up to their home so Aunt Thelma could cut and perm my hair. When she was done she wanted me to take a nap but I wanted to go home. She insisted I lay on the couch to at least close my eyes and rest a little. I couldn't sleep and I insisted on going home. I walked a few blocks north from the street had to cross McKinley Hill to get home and got hit by a car got a concussion. After years of thought I should have listened to my Aunt.

Uncle Allen and my dad (Garnell) were very close and my dad could go to him for good common sense advice. But there was one time dad had gone to him about co-signing for someone and Uncle Allen told him "no" not to do that but my dad did it anyway and financially it cost my dad. The person took out bankruptcy and my dad was left to pay off that individual’s debt which he did.

It was shortly after that or maybe before that my mom became very sick, dad was left to take care of us but as I remember the younger siblings went to stay with Uncle Allen and Aunt Thelma and I went across the street to stay at the neighbor’s “the Lightener” so I could go to school. Dad got real sick too, then I got sick and it was Uncle Allen and Aunt Thelma who had already taken of Penny, Gil, Cathy, and then had to take me into their home as well. I always felt a lot of love in their home.

Their sons Lew and Verdell moved quietly through the home as if they were never there. I remember seeing Uncle Allen's pants hung on stretch hangers something that I never saw before or being used at our house. Also while staying with them Lew and Verdell room was clean and bed made, but they kept shoe horns inside their shoes I thought it fascinating.

My Uncle Allen watched out for everyone one of his siblings and their families too. His wife Aunt Thelma (Conder) Crosby did also. They were dynamic together. They were my second parents that stood as a solid foundation throughout my life. They both new how much I loved them because I took the time to write, visit and tell them so. I told Aunt Thelma one time if I didn't get my parents in heaven then I wanted them as my parents.

It was their home that had an open door to us. A kitchen that was sat up to entertained us little ones. Uncle Allen made a small size picnic table placed in the kitchen for us to sit at to read, color, play games or at times do homework. My Aunt Thelma sewed for me and when I got old enough she taught me to sew for myself and others. I made a dress for mother-in-law Leta Louisa (McKinney) Gibson for her birthday. She and Aunt Nettie (Gibson) Stewart made mention that it was created as if store bought. I can than my Aunt Thelma for that one.

I lived with them for a time to finish my sophomore school year because my parents moved out of the school district. My parents (Garnell and Betty) bought from his cousin Billy and Georgean Warby’s home in West Valley City and the Warby’s moved back to Beaver, Utah. Bill went to work for the post-office.

My Uncle Allen built marvelous things for their home. When you walked in the back door he had a place straight ahead up above the stairs that lead to the basement where there was a draw rope to pull down the ladders where Aunt Thelma stored her sewing stuff in a cabinet. In their living room sat a coffee table he built out of horse shoes. He built a patio off his back door, patio table, and finished his basement. However, before Uncle Allen finished their basement I remember him helping my dad make Christmas possible as we faced a Kennecott Copper Strike and they didn’t want us kids to go without. Both Uncle Allen and my dad had nice yards.

He helped my Aunt Thelma bottle fruits and vegetables and that's when I learned the importance to have food storage.
I always called him Uncle Allen. When living in Texas I corresponded with them and they always wrote back.

My dad Garnell took my brother Gil and I out to Sheep Rock a place near North Creek to show us where Uncle Allen liked to hunt in the Junipers. Dad said his brother hunted different than he did. His brother Allen was a patient man and would walk a few steps and then wait, watch and listen. Walk a few steps and then wait, watch, and listen. As I got older I began learning to understand his concept because a deer will back track most likely.

When my first husband Jim Gibson and I moved back from Texas to Utah we settled in a very nice apartment in Magna and bought an old Cadillac car from Governor Joseph Bracken Lee to get around in. Uncle Allen and Aunt Thelma came to our home to visit soon after Lance was born on August 18, 1971. As soon as Lance turned eight it was my Uncle Allen that baptized him a member of the church.

[*Marjorie]

Murray K Jacob Crosby

Murray K. Jacob Crosby

Known as "Jake"

1912-1837

By Marsha Lindgren

Shared on 7 Jul 2017

Murray K. Jacob Crosby was born Nov 12, 1912 at home in Beaver, Utah. He was the fourth child of ten children. The first child to be born from this family died at three month. His name was Guy Leroy Crosby, birth date Jan 28, 1908, and he died Apr 15, 1908.

The second child Elvira Narcissus Crosby lived for seven months, she born Dec 20, 1909, and died July 14, 1910.

Murray’s parents, Guy Leroy Crosby born on Jan 19, 1884 and Norma Blanche Warby born on July 1, 1888 lived on a seventy acre ranch in Beaver. Their home had two rooms until Guy Le Roy later added another room. Farming was their life and they were very poor, they didn’t have electricity or water.

They used ditch water for drinking and cleaning. During the winter they melted snow for water. Norma Blanche (Warby) Crosby would get up at three in the morning and start heating tubs of snow so she could wash, which would take all day. She used a scrubbing board. During the summer she would wash outside and she would keep moving the washing machine around the house so she could stay in the shade. Although Guy and Norma didn’t attend the LDS church regularly they always sent the children.
Norma always kept a very clean and sparkling house even if it was just a cabin. She even kept the cracks in the floor cleaned out.

After giving birth to her last child Norman Guy Sept 29, 1928 she told Allen who was her oldest son to go and get Aunt Edna, because she was hemorrhaging, who was James McGuire (McGarry) Crosby know as (Vic) Wife. Guy Crosby was up herding sheep in the canyon. When Aunt Edna got there she told Allen to go to the nearest phone, which was one mile away and call the doctor. When the doctor arrived Norma Crosby was dead at the age of 40. At this time Guy LeRoy was 44 and the ages of the children were Allen - 17, Murray 16, Essie 14, Effie 12, Garth 9, Lew 6, Garnell 4, and Norman who was one day old.

Norma’s sister Wanda tended the baby for a short time until a family in Salt Lake who had read the death notice in the paper wrote and ask if the could adopt Norman because they hadn’t been able to have any children. This was agreed upon and they adopted Norman. Their names were Grant and Mayme Graf. Norman was sealed to them when he was three years old on June 18, 1931 in the Salt Lake Temple. They later adopted a boy names Spencer and a girl named Sherry and then twelve years later were able to have a boy which they named David. They always told Norman that he was lucky to have two families that loved him.

After Norma’s funeral Allen and Essie came home and tried to light the kerosene lamp, It tipped over and caught the house on fire. Lew ran through the burning flames and brought Garnell out of the house. If he hadn’t done this act of heroism Garnell would have burned to death. Just three months after the loss of their Mother they suffered another heartache. Lew became very sick and they found out if was pneumonia. They didn’t have a hospital in Beaver so they took him to a day care home. Allen remembers going to visit him and his chest was so swollen he couldn’t button his undershirt. Allen tried to button it and Lew cried and says please don’t it hurts to bad. When Allen left he knew that Lew was going to die which he did on December 10, 1928.

Because of all their hardships the Crosby children were not allowed to stay after school for any of the school functions. They had to catch the bus and come right home to do chores and other work.

Their school bus was an old truck with a canvas cover over the top of it. This was really cold riding during the winter. The kids use to grab on the back of the bus and run along with it. In the winter when the bus would get stuck in the snow the kids were supposed to get out and push, but instead they would pull to try to keep it from getting unstuck.

They had a few chickens and their meals mostly consisted of eggs and bread and milk. They made hardened milk by getting some flour damp and rubbing it through their palm which made little droplets. They would then put these droplets in boiling milk and serve with sugar and cream.

Murray liked school and was a good student, but he never let anyone push him around. He had big hands and when he hit someone they went down. All the little kids loved Murray and followed him around all the time. The neighbors use to call him Jake. They always had a horse on the homestead and Murray loved to ride the range and hunt for lost cattle. He loved to go fishing and camp out. He liked sports and the rougher they were the better he liked them. He like to ride in the rodeo and won First place in Bronco riding when he was 20 years old at the Cheyenne Rodeo, which was the largest one at that time. He also like to box, and use to box at Park Roshey in Provo Utah. Murray also played the accordion and the guitar. Because this was during the depression Murray enrolled in the Rock Canyon CCC Camp in the fall of 1934. This was a Civilian Conservation Corp, and they did work by clearing land and making roads. Murray was as member of the CCC Camp for 22 months, this is where he met Melba Almira Johnson. Murray and Melba were married in the Logan Temple on September 5, 1935. Their son David was born on June 28, 1937.

Uncle Murray

Uncle Murray and wife Almira were expecting a new baby when Murray was killed. His daughter Norma was born after Murray died. Murray and Lew were sick at the same time with pneumonia and he was staying with Aunt Wanda. My dad, Garnell, said he looked up to his older brother Murray. He use to watch him take a burlap sack fill it with rocks tie it with a rope hang it from the rafters in the barn. This was his punching bag. He taught himself to box. Murray took first place in the Cheyenne Rodeo and was to compete at Madison Square Garden, New York. David related to me this morning a story that Bill Warby told him. Murray would have his cousin Bill Warby run in an open field and he would rope him like a steer.

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Essie Idonna Crosby

I know from Aunt Effie that their mother Norma Blanche (Warby) taught both of her daughters Essie and Effie to make biscuits.

Essie ran off to get married a year after her mother died. She was only 15 years old but she married Lewis Thompson from Beaver and had a very long successful marriage.

I met Aunt Essie at my cousin Guy Lynn Taylor's wife Catherine (Rowley) Taylor's funeral. Aunt Essie and I got along wonderfully. She took the time to talk a little about her life. When Uncle Lewis Thompson known as "Duke" moved to California she lied about graduating from school to get a job in a doctors office but she also received her LPN nursing degree. The Crosby siblings exchanged Christmas gift with one another. I looked forward to getting the gifts from her family in California. I missed her family when they moved to California because her oldest girls Donna and Rowena would come to Garfield to stay with us. She stuck-up for her siblings.

[*Marjorie]

Effie Mathews Crosby

Effie Mathews Crosby Taylor Ames

I was born Sept. 7, 1916, at Beaver, Beaver County, Utah. My parents were Guy LeRoy Crosby and Norma Blanche Warby. I was blessed on the 28th of January, 1917, and baptized August 29, 1926. My early childhood days were spent on our family farm located at a little outlying town near Beaver, called North Creek. We had to walk about a mile to meet the school bus and on cold mornings my brothers would build a fire to keep us warm. The school buses weren't warm like those of today — they were more like a big pickup truck with a heavy wire rack and a roof on top of the wire. There were side curtains which could be lowered on bad days to keep out the storms and raised on hot days to keep the air cool. I attended grade school at the Belknap School, named for Mt. Belknap, and Beaver High School from seventh grade until 12th.

The church we attended at North Creek wasn't held every week because many times no bishopric would be in attendance, but we enjoyed church when it was held. There were many good people in our area; I well remember a dear little old lady, Aunt Polly Green, who carried chips to see that a fire was built so we would have a warm building for our church meetings. Sister Stella Merchant walked more than five miles to play the piano for meetings.

Times were hard in my early life. Mother washed all day on the scrubbing board to keep our clothes clean. She would carry the wash water, build a fire under a large washtub in which to boil the clothes. The clothes looked beautiful and white hanging on the line and they smelled sweet and clean.

I met my future husband, Maurel Taylor, while visiting in Springville, Utah, with my brother and his wife, Murray and Melba Johnson Crosby. Maurel was Melba's mother's brother. We became engaged and were married on April 6, 1937, in Springville. We lived there for about six months and then moved to Rains, Carbon County, where Maurel worked at the Mutual Coal Company. One day we received the sad news that Mutual Coal Co. had gone broke so we moved back to Cedarview, Duchesne County, where we owned a farm. Previously we had leased our farm to Maurel's brother-in-law, so we had to move into the Relief Society room at the Church; this building wasn't in use anymore. We strung sheets and blankets to divide the rooms so we could be more comfortable. When the lease was up we moved into our home where we lived for the balance of our married life.

We were blessed with three lovely children: Guy Lynn, Ronald J., and Marlene. I served in the following church positions: counselor and president of the MIA, Primary president, Bee Keeper, and Social Service leader in Relief Society. Maurel and I filled a two-year Indian Mission which was called the Uintah Basin Indian Mission, beginning August 31, 1958. When teaching in MIA I worked right along with my girls earning certificates as a guardian; received a 10 year certificate as a Primary worker; an Honor Beehive girl, and have been a Relief Society visiting teacher for many years. I have also been Captain for the Norita DUP (Daughters of the Utah Pioneers') Camp.

I was an income tax consultant for five years and retired from this. I had a sewing center for a time in Roosevelt. I have been judge of elections and served on jury duty. Some of the many trials in my life have been: losing a little brother and sister in infancy; at age eleven my mother's death at the birth of her 10th child, and a little brother, Lew, passing away the following Dec. from pneumonia. It was a difficult time for all of us when a Salt Lake family adopted our baby brother Norman, because an aunt was unable to continue caring for him. I also lost two brothers in tragic accidents. My oldest son, Guy Lynn, lost his first wife Catherine along with their little daughter, Lori, when they were killed in an automobile accident while they 1 This is the life story written by my mother Effie for the Mecham Family History book published in 1985.

I also lost two brothers in tragic accidents. My oldest son, Guy Lynn, lost his first wife Catherine along with their little daughter, Lori, when they were killed in an automobile accident while they were living in California. My greatest test was when my dear husband, Maurel, died of a heart attack on May 5, 1974. I had to have strength to go on because our daughter Marlene needed me. I met my second husband, Clint Ames, at a senior citizens dance at Vernal, Utah. He is a fine gentleman and after a number of dates we became engaged and were married for time in the Ogden Temple on the 21st of March, 1975. Clint and I built a new house at Altamont. We served a one year mission at the St. George Temple Visitor's Center. We have enjoyed traveling together. We honeymooned in California where my sister, Essie Thompson, lives. We had a very enjoyable time visiting with Essie and her family. Upon our return we moved into Clint's house in Altonah.

1 This is the life story written by my mother Effie for the Mecham Family History book published in 1985. Note by Ronald J Taylor

MY MOTHER EFFIE

By Ronald J Taylor

My mother Effie was a very hard worker and very dedicated to her family. I remember that she was
a wonderful cook and always made sure her house was clean, our clothing washed and ironed and
that we always cleaned up before going to school or church. My mother was insistent that I study
hard in school and that I learn to play the piano. At the time, I didn’t realize how much she and my
father sacrificed so that I might have these opportunities. As I look back at her life, I am impressed
by her determination.

Effie’s mother died when Effie was about 11 years old. Her sister Essie left home soon after their
mother’s death and was married. I remember Effie’s brothers telling about how thankful they were
for Effie always being willing to prepare meals for them from the time she was very young. She
also recognized how important it was for her to complete her high school education graduating
from Beaver High School in 1934.

Effie worked away from home to supplement the family’s income. Some of the jobs I remember
her having were Carlson’s Dry cleaners, Christiansen’s Department Store, and as a nurse’s aide at a
local Senior Care Center. She also worked at other endeavors as noted in her history above. I know
that it was a sacrifice for my mom and dad to support me while I served my church mission to the
New York area of the United States.

Fortunately, my parents were able to enjoy some financial security after the oil fields were opened
in the Uintah Basin. The money from the oil royalties received supported my mother until her death
at age 91. I think it’s remarkable that she was able to live independently until her death. Her
marriage of 20 years to Clint Ames ended in divorce in 1995. Effie lived in Washington, Utah near
my sister Marlene from 1996 until her death in 2008. She leaves a legacy of three children, 19
grandchildren and many great-grandchildren. I feel so blessed to have been her son.

How I Saw “Effie Mathews Crosby Taylor” Through My Eyes When I Was a Child
And Special Times With Her Family

1916 - 2006

By Marjorie Crosby Gibson Sanchez

Who was my Aunt? Well to me she was everything special. She and her brother Allen shared many similar traits. They were both very caring and loyal to their family. As a child my parents (Garnell and Betty Crosby-Garnell a younger brother to Effie) would take us to visit and stay a few days every so often in Cedarview, Utah. She had a Christ like home.

At mealtime we said grace on the food. On some visits we went to church with them. The church seemed far away from where their home was, and it seemed a long ride.

On every visit she always made a chocolate cake from scratch for my dad and made Penny, my sister, and I feel so special. She always made wonderful meals. In the mornings she would play or practice the piano and she was self-taught.

Aunt Effie and Uncle Maurel had a farm in Cedarview. They raised three children. Guy Lynn, Ronald J and Marlene. Ron and Uncle Maurel milked a lot of cow’s morning and night. Ron and I are the same age and it was his duty to walk up the long road to bring the cows from the upper pasture to bring the herd down to the milk house in back of their home for milking. I was excited that Ron shared that time with me. Sometimes we dragged sticks and had sword fights. My aunt loved her yard and won beautification awards for her time well spent.

It seems to me she worked at the Roosevelt Hospital and later had her own sewing supply store in town.

I know she and Uncle Maurel served a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.

Uncle Allen and Aunt Effie would organize Crosby Family reunions, but I only remember three. One was in Beaver Canyon by the girls’ home, another below the Brighton Ski Resort, another at Whiskey Springs in Daniels Canyon. Then I remember being invited to the Taylor Reunions. One was at Current Creek and another at Starvation Reservoir. Also, we spent July 4th out at their place, and I loved watching the fireworks that Uncle Maurel and my dad displayed, especially the cherry bombs. The two of them would put the bomb in the bottle or can and they would shoot way up in the air.

Raymond Sanchez, my second husband, took me to Altonah to visit Aunt Effie so I could interview her about growing up in Beaver, Utah. She told me her mother (Norma Blanche Warby Crosby) taught her and her sister Essie to make biscuits.

Aunt Effie remembered her mother’s body placed in a galvanized tub packed in ice after her she had died and kept there until the day of her funeral in Beaver. She showed us her food storage. Marlene came that day and we got a chance to visit also.

Aunt Effie took care of my sister Penny when she was so sick her health was failing from the smokey conditions they thought was caused by Kennecott Copper Corporation in Garfield. Another time a package arrived from my aunt. She sent me a beautiful blue suit. Every once in a while Aunt Effie would send a package that would come with items to embroidery.

I loved my aunt so much I gave my youngest son his name of Matthew. Aunt Effie’s middle name is Mathews.

[*Marjorie]

Garth William Crosby

Garth William Crosby

19 January 1919 - 20 August 1991

By Marjorie Crosby Gibson Sanchez

Garth William Crosby was born Feburary 19, 1919 Beaver, Beaver County, Utah. He was the 7th child of 10 children and was 9 years old when his mother died. His nickname was "Hap" or "Happy". That was his personality.

Upon visiting his home in Garfield I remember having dinner with them. Aunt Betty June Rupe Crosby placed the drinking glass up side down and you ate first then had your drink at the end of the meal.

It was Uncle Garth who yelled at me trying to get my attention to stop before I walked out in front of the car in Garfield. He felt helpless. It was because of the accident that I have no memories of accident in Garfield.

He was good with horses. Uncle Garth and my dad his brother Garnell would break horses together. My dad bought my mare Dixie from him. Dixie only had one foal. The Vet diagnosed Dixie with mastitis and she could not nurse her colt so I feed Whistler, palomino appaloosa with a large glass 7 up bottle. Dad gave the colt to his cousin Glenna Merchant Puffer.

I was with Uncle Garth when he changed his name from William Garth to Garth William. He hired under Garth when he went to work for the smelter, in Garfield, Salt Lake County, Utah and he want it changed so he could collect his retirement. The information needed them to match. But all his life he went by Garth. Uncle Garth had his brother Allen Tanner Crosby write a letter which was notarized and I went with him to the Utah Vital Record Department as a live relative swearing under oath that he was known as Garth William Crosby all his life. On his original birth certificate he was listed as Baby Boy Crosby. When he registered for the draft he printed Garth William Crosby and signed Garth W. Crosby.

His second wife Ruby and he took in a foster child, a special needs child named Melodie, that could not feed herself, walk, or talk. Eventually her parents were able to take her back into their lives.

He married his first wife Betty June Rupe. They had three children Robert LeRoy Crosby, and two living daughters. He later married Ruby Mae Peterson they two children but Timothy Guy Crosby or Timothy Garth Crosby has passed away also (these two sons had half brothers William, Richard, and Jay as well as a half sister who is still living.) He divorced then married Claudia Larsen and had one son Boyd Guy William Crosby. His oldest son Robert but we called him Bob had both his legs amputated due to diabetes which he later died from this ugly disease. From his second marriage his son Timothy has passed away also. All of his step son William, Richard, and Jay have passed away. Garth has two living sons. All three wives have passed on also.

[*Marjorie]

Lew Aubrey Crosby

1922-1928

By Marsha Lindgren
Shared on 7 Jul 2017

Died of Smoke Inhalation From House Fire That Turned Into Pneumonia - Death Heroism

After Norma gave birth to her last child Norman Guy Sept 29, 1928 she told Allen who was her oldest son to go and get Aunt Edna, because she was hemorrhaging, who was James McGuire Crosby know as (Vic) Wife. Guy Crosby was up herding sheep in the canyon. When Aunt Edna got there she told Allen to go to the nearest phone, which was one mile away and call the doctor. When the doctor arrived Norma Crosby was dead at the age of 40. At this time Guy LeRoy was 44 and the ages of the children were Allen - 17, Murray 16, Essie 14, Effie 12, Garth 9, Lew 6, Garnell 4, and Norman who was one day old.

After Norma’s funeral Allen and Essie came home and tried to light the kerosene lamp, It tipped over and caught the house on fire. Lew ran through the burning flames and brought Garnell out of the house. If he hadn’t done this act of heroism Garnell would have burned to death. Just three months after the loss of their Mother they suffered another heartache. Lew became very sick and they found out if was pneumonia. They didn’t have a hospital in Beaver so they took him to a day care home. Allen remembers going to visit him and his chest was so swollen he couldn’t button his undershirt. Allen tried to button it and Lew cried and says please don’t it hurts to bad. When Allen left he knew that Lew was going to die which he did on December 10, 1928.






Lew Aubrey Crosby

[*Marjorie]

Gilbert Garnell Crosby

My Dad “Gilbert Garnell Crosby”

By Marjorie Crosby Gibson Sanchez
14 November 2019

Gilbert Garnell Crosby came from humble beginnings. He was born in Beaver, Utah, next to or close to the Belknap Elementary School there on the main street of Beaver. There were 10 children in the family and he was the second to the youngest. He was born on the 4th of July 1924, Beaver, Utah, to parents Guy LeRoy Crosby and Norma Blanche Warby. His birth certificate showed Baby Boy Crosby. Garnell was raised on the family farm northeast of Beaver in the small farm community called North Creek. His siblings were Guy, Elvira, Allen, Murray, Essie, Effie, Garth, Lew and the youngest Norman. The two oldest children of his family Guy LeRoy and Elvira Narcissus died as infants.

My dad was 5' 7", blue eyes, brown curly hair, powerful, strong, stocky built and I don't remember my dad being afraid of anything or anyone and with mother's help raised 5 children. He always went by Garnell and he never knew where he got his name. His nickname was Nell’s, as hard as nails and short for Garnell, but to be honest he really didn't care for the nickname. He died at the age of 44.

There was a story he told about he and his brother and sister wanting to spend the 4th of July with the other neighboring kids at the swimming hole but their dad needed them in the hay fields. Aunt Effie got an old alarm clock she and my dad took it apart. Took the inners out smashed them with a hammer some on rocks so it left speckles on the rock. They got a pie tin filled in with a little water brushes the clock dust in with a few of those speckled rocks. Then they took it to their dad. Their dad went gold mining and they went swimming.

In the fall the neighborhood would get together and build a large bonfire. The girls would bring different kinds of salads. The fellows would steal chickens preparing them by frying some in cast iron skillets and roasting over the fire. My neighboring farmers chicken new what the kids were up too.

My dad’s, mother Norma, died when she was 44 years old when she died giving birth to his little brother Norman. He, himself, was only 4 years.

In the fall of the year on the 29th of September, 1928, his mother died from giving birth to his youngest brother Norman. His brother was given to a couple in Salt Lake City, Utah. It was hard on the farm and sometimes Garnell wished he had been given away too.

His dad would sometimes go out to Sheep Rock and tend sheep and live in a sheep herder’s trailer to make a living for his family. Then there were other times Garnell took his dad Guy LeRoy Crosby to the top of North Fork Canyon drop him off. His dad would walk over the mountain to work in the mines near Marysvale. It was Garnell's responsibility to take both horses back home. They would be left home alone during those times to take care of themselves and the farm for long periods of time. It was also Garnell's job to take the wagon and team of horses with a couple of barrels to get water from the North Creek River.


My dad Garnell said, in the summer time they would place pitch forks throughout the field to bring in the hay. They, meaning Dad and his siblings, would take the pitch fork stack the hay in piles. If they picked up a rattle-snake they would toss the fork and move on to the next until all the hay was loaded and put into the barn.

At a young age he was asked to watch over a dead person’s body until morning. They placed silver dollars over the eyes. As he was watching and taking care of his duties the body sat up scaring my dad out of his wits. He ran and got some help. The individuals came and placed a heavy rock on the bottom of legs of the dead persons and another heavy rock on the person’s chest.

His dad remarried to a lady Nettie Edwards. The new wife agreed to stay at North Creek but if she didn't like it there they would move the family to California. My dad said she was good to him. She'd make sure his clothes were washed, the house was clean, and she prepared wonderful meals for them to eat. She did not stay but left alone moving to California. Guy didn't want to leave North Creek, neighbors, and family.

At Christmas time he got one pair of bib overhauls that he wore all year long. The kids at school would tease him a lot about his clothes and them being dirty. I heard that from Dean Smith Farnsworth who lived in Hunter and ordained by dad to the Melchizedek Priesthood. Mr. Farnsworth in the Stake Presidency, a friend and was from Beaver also.

His dad remarried. The new wife agreed to stay at North Creek but if she didn't like it there they would move family to California. My dad said she was good to him. She'd make sure his clothes were washed, the house was clean, and she prepared wonderful meals for them to eat. She did not stay but moved to California. Dad's dad didn't want to leave North Creek, neighbors, and family.

Dad went to school up to the end of the seventh grade and he was good with figures and at algebra. His teacher at school would pick on my dad and beat Garnell’s hands till they bled and became swollen. So he up and quite school but helped on the family farm. Grandpa sent dad to Beaver on the horse to get a haircut. Dad requested the barber to give him a crew cut but the barber buzzed it complete off. My dad went back home with his cowboy hat on the top of his head and never took it off even when he went to bed. Finally grandpa got on to him and asked why he continues to wear the hat around the clock and made him take it off. It was a shocker. My dad said he had straight hair before the cut but after that his hair grew back in curly.
My dad was very good at algebra. He helped me get an A through-out the year of tenth grade.

Grandpa Guy would have the older boys help with the deer hunt in October and he had a lot of California Hunters prepare camp for and guide them to the place where deer were plentiful. However, my dad was left home to take care of the stock while they were gone. His dad left only one horse home because it wasn’t broke to ride. After his dad had gone my dad broke the horse, named Trigger, to ride and then went on his own up South Fork shot and killed his deer brought it home, dressed it and had it hung up before grandpa returned home. I believe my dad was only thirteen years old.

There were times my dad would hop on a train like a hobo and rode the train to California and back while he was in his teens. As I listened to him tell me things I felt he was lonely and found dangerous things to do not really thinking things completely through. But he was strong, determined and I thought brave.

He and Uncle Garth would fight and argue a lot, as kids sometimes do, but this one particular time it was enough for him to take his rifle and he and his two friends Bradshaw and Yardley rode out by the foothills in back of Adamsville. Grandpa got worried and sent for the sheriff to look for him. My dad, said, “it was dumb on his part and end him up in the detention center in Brigham City in 1940 some 260 miles from home”. He was 16 years old. Grandpa and Uncle Allen had my dad go up to stay with Uncle Allen and Aunt Thelma in Idaho. My dad thought the world of Aunt Thelma. But when she fixed string beans he refused to eat them. So Aunt Thelma placed only string beans in front of him to eat morning, noon, and night. He said finally he broke down and ate them but they sure were not his favorite. But myself, I liked string beans very much.

After his service duty my dad found work at the Union Pacific Railroad but later went to work at Kennecott Copper Corporation in Garfield, Utah, an old Kennecott town west of Magna, Utah. He was employed there for 25 years.

He met my mother Betty June Gardner at the old Garfield Show House. Long dark red velvet drapers hung in front of the screen and they would draw them open to show the movie. The movie “Holiday Inn” with Bing Crosby was playing in December 1942 and “White Christmas” became their song. Three months later the 30th of March, 1943, they married in Ely, White Pine, Nevada, with Uncle Garth and dad’s friend Howard Yardley as witnesses.

My dad was registered for the service in December 1942 and was drafted to the United States Army the 24th of May, 1943, at the age of 19. He did training at United States Army Base Fort Bliss, Texas near El Paso. From there he was sent to Hawaii in the Medical Corp. He also did another tour of duty in Korea and managed to learn and speak the Korean language while there. Then he was discharged on 3rd of March, 1946 at Fort Douglas near the University Medical Center in Salt Lake City.

Dad owned two homes but moved 22 times because of his love for animals. My dad managed to raise chickens, rabbits, lambs that grew to sheep, calves to large steers on of which we rode, owned a dapple grey horse Dolly, a sorrel named King, a room full of parakeets, had his registered hunting dog Jip. Then he later had two registered border collies Blue and Tally Ho. Someone poisoned Blue and it was the first time and only time I saw my dad cry. He gave Gil two twin Shorthorn Red Angus calves. Gil was asked to sale his calves so he could go with his football team to Culver City, California to play football in the Ute Conference playoffs. The reason for selling them was my dad was a union man and they were on strike from Kennecott while union reps were negotiating for better medical and wages. We had my horse a buckskin called Dixie, two registered sorrel quarter horses Rocky Rebel and Bings Rebel and a my dad’s favorite a buckskin desert gilding name Rock. We were down to Beaver on the last deer hunt before my dad died and he was riding Dixie and Gil was on Rocky Rebel. A coyote spooked the horses. Dixie reared and land on top of my dad. It was good thing dad was riding Dixie instead of Rock cause the horse was wild enough and strong enough to have stomped my dad to death. I watched, up at home in Granger, my dad on the back of Rock and the horse would rear up on it back legs and hop two subdivision homes lots. Gil was allowed to ride Rock after dad had ridden him for a full day in the mountains in Beaver. Up home dad and Gil had gone riding and for some reason or another was allowed to ride Rock on a trail from 3200 West that went by old Duck Lake by 6400 West. Rock for some reason shot off on a dead run and jumped over a moving car on 6400 West with Gil in the saddle. My dad road the horse home put it up for sale and sold him. As much as he loved the horse it was not going to be able to take one of his children’s lives.

My dad was excellent as a rigger lead man and over-head crane operator for Kennecott. I remember that his Kennecott boss Kirby held up 3 important jobs until my dad got back from his time in Beaver. He was a perfectionist in doing many wonderful things. He was excellent with animals, good with his hands, his yard, and an outstanding outdoors man. I watched him fishing on the Provo River, at Yellowstone, and Beaver Mountain streams. He hunted mostly in the Beaver, Utah area as well as Coon’s Canyon, Strawberry, Current Creek, Grantsville or the west desert of Utah. I watched him and his cousin Max Green design and weld a horse rack to carry his horses on the back of his truck so he was able to pull his camp trailer and he also made a camper for his family to stay in when camping. He broke horses to ride. My parents together taught us to be productive in a positive way to love God and be upright with our fellow man. Garnell was a good provider for his family even during long hard Kennecott Strikes. Uncle Allen was a pipe fitter and on one of those strikes got them employment to help build Solitude Ski Resort. The 2 of them together were creative during one Kennecott Strike that I remember. They would sand our old bikes down and repainted them down in Uncle Allen’s basement in Magna. For that Christmas Aunt Thelma made me a brown skirt, Mom made me a brown jumper. A quick note to explain Aunt Thelma taught me to sew.

Dad gave us the chance to play the guitar and learn to ski.

I was introduced to genealogy at MIA a program for young women of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Genealogy has been a blessing when I look back and at my parents and I were tracing leads for many weeks, days, and years searching for information to find our family history. My dad opened up doors for me to other family members other than his siblings. Correspondence from Lawrence S. Crosbie of Ogden, Weber, Utah. Lawrence is the grandson of John Francis Crosbie who is the uncle to dad's grandfather Guy Andrew Crosbie.

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My Dad is on the Memorial Wall in Beaver, Utah listed as G Garnell Crosby for his service in World War II.

My dad taught his children that swearing was a sign of illiteracy. If any of us swore it was not around him.

He was a co-owner in a large pig farm out in north Salt Lake by the Salt Lake Airport.

Dad made extra money shearing sheep to provide extra money for the household. Gil and I went with him to bag the wool in bags to be sold.

He owned a Harley Davidson. This was his pride and joy.

Out in our backyard in Garfield, Salt Lake County, Utah, built his own garage out of railroad ties. We would have huge snow storms and I would follow him as he shoveled a pathway to the garbage.

We had the first TV in the neighborhood. I had invited my friends over to watch the "Lone Ranger" we were sitting in front of the TV and I made my friends move back I had to be in front. My dad saw what I was doing and corrected the problem immediately.

My childhood girlfriend and I buried a bird to see if God would take it to Heaven. She and I went elsewhere for a while then came back to check the grave to see if the bird had gone to Heaven. But when we dug it up the bird was gone. Years later my dad told me he heard why we were burying the bird so after we left he dug the bird up put it in a large paper bag and throw it in the trash.

He planted large fields of corn, cucumbers, green beans, peas, and tomatoes that he taught his children to keep his children busy through the summer and to take care of weeding, watering and selling.

Guy Lynn Taylor, his nephew. took our dad to Alta, Utah and introduced him to skiing. It was because of this that he took us out bought us skis then took us to Alta to try them out. I ran head on into a tree trunk. The following week we were put in ski school at Brighton, Utah.

Dad "One Cold October Deer-hunt 1957"

When I was 10 years old when my dad went out deer hunting early one October morning way before dawn on horse-back near Farnsworth Peak above Coon Canyon approximately 15 miles from Magna, Utah where we lived. He had asked my mom that morning to meet him in the evening in the car to help bring him back in. When she started out she loaded us up in the back seat of the car. It was snowing extremely hard, a heavy SNOWFALL and yes it was a BLIZZARD.

We found my dad heading home close to Bacchus on the Bacchus Highway heading home on his horse with his deer tied behind on the back. I remember him being extremely cold with his bushy eyebrows full of heavy frozen snow. He opened the trunk of the car placed the deer inside then he climbed into the trunk also and held on the reins of his horse to bring her in safely back to our home. He instructed my mom to drive the car very slow his horse was cold and tired.

When we got home my dad immediately took care of his horse. He had a strong love for the horse and taught us the same. He then dressed out his deer and hung it from a tree near the house. He was tired and did all of that in the cold heavy snowfall. I thought how strong he was. My dad was 5 ft. 7 in. tall, broad square shoulders, and not an inch of fat but he was a strong minded individual and drew respect. This hunt always stuck in my mind as well as seeing him so cold yet realizing how strong he really was.

[*Marjorie]

Norman Graff Crosby

Norman Guy Crosby
Known as Norman Grant Graff

My mom, Betty June Gardner Crosby told me a story about Aunt Essie and her going to East High School where Uncle Norman attended high school. Aunt Essie asked the school to pull Norman out of class that she needed to see him. It was close to lunch. When Norman came out she introduce herself as his sister from a small town Beaver, Utah. Aunt Essie was determined to make sure he knew his real family and where he came from. It bothered her that their little brother was given away. Essie told him the reason he was raised by Grant and Mayme Graff but strongly made it was clear that he was a "Crosby." It is interesting to note that Norman later in time went to the same part of Pomona, California and lived by Essie his sister. Grandpa Guy LeRoy Crosby asked the Graff's not to be changed.

I remember my Uncle Norman, I was just a small second grader when the Crosby sibling came for Thanksgiving Dinner at our house (Garnell's Home). The picture we have of Norman is from that holiday gathering.

My dad took the time to search for Norman in 1964, found him living in Ogden, Utah. Norman had gone through a divorced from Shirley Martin and had remarried to Marcia Ann Knox. They had a brand new baby. She kept the baby in her arms and covered. I asked if I could hold the baby. She explained to me that their baby was born with a severe cleft palate. She let me hold him and she opened the blanket so I could see the babies face. Norman and Marcia had one child.

Apparently Norman was well educated wanted to become a pro-golfer which took its tow on the first marriage. Norman and Shirley had five children. He and his wife Shirley had the franchise of the Kentucky Fried Chicken in Sugar House close to 13th East and 2100 South area of Salt Lake City. It is not the new location of the Kentucky Fried Chicken that is east of 1300 East and on the north side of the street. I cannot say why he divorced his second wife. He was married four times that I am aware of. Each marriage under Norman Grant Graff.

Norman attended his father Guy LeRoy Crosby's Funeral.

That last visit between Norman and my dad Garnell was extremely important to my dad.

On Gilbert Garnell Crosby Family Group Sheet turned into the church in 1963 shows Norman Guy Crosby and Norman Grant Graff. The genealogical library worked with my dad Garnell to make sure the information was correct. As the story has been told Norma the mother died shortly after the birth of her son. Family now show him being adopted 2 April 1929 or 2 April 1931. Out of respect towards my grandmother Norma Blanche Warby Crosby who died giving birth I am leaving his birth name as Norman Guy Crosby instead of Norman Grant Graff. However, through life Uncle Norman went by Norman Grant Graff.

www.ancestry.com/name-origin?surname=graff
Graff Name Meaning

German (also Gräff), Dutch, and Jewish (Ashkenazic): variant of Graf. English: metonymic occupational name for a clerk or scribe, from Anglo-Norman French grafe ‘quill’, ‘pen’ (a derivative of grafer ‘to write’, Late Latin grafare, from Greek graphein).

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Aug 3, 2020 8:18:52 GMT -7 *Marjorie said:

ALLEN TANNER CROSBY

25 April 1911 - 3 May 1991

By Marjorie Crosby Gibson Sanchez

These are my personal thoughts of my Uncle Allen Tanner Crosby a man I admired and respected. Allen was the third child of Guy LeRoy Crosby and Norma Blanche Warby born in Beaver, Beaver County, Utah. The first two children of Guy and Norma died. He was the tallest and oldest person in his family. If his family needed him he was there. Our family (Garnell Crosby) visited his home often. He was soft spoken, educated, honorable, humble, kind, knowledgeable, never cussed, notable patriarch, noble, patient, and very wise. He was positive influence in my life.

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The Remaining Seven Living Sibling As Adults
Allen, Murray, Essie, Norman, Effie, Garth, Garnell
All siblings are in order of birth except for the youngest Norman
Ten children in all, the oldest two Guy LeRoy and Elvira Narcissus died before two
Lew born between Garth and Garnell died in 1928

He worked at the Garfield Smelter as a Boiler Maker. Uncle Garth one of his younger brothers worked on the Railroad at the Smelter also. My dad (Garnell) worked for the Magna and Arthur Mills near the town of Garfield, Salt Lake County, Utah where the three brothers lived until 1956. The two companies eventually merged and because Kennecott Copper Corporation. The Copper Corporation was bought out and in 2020 is owned by Rio Tinto.

Boilermakers make and install boilers and other large containers that house gases or liquids such as oil. Job duties include reading blueprints, casting pieces and bending them into shape, and welding or bolting pieces together.

Allen being the oldest brother and Murray second had the most time and influence from their mother Norma Blanche (Warby) Crosby before she died giving birth to the youngest Norman.

It was my Uncle Allen who blessed me as a member to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.

I recall going to their home in Garfield playing with their large sand turtle that was attached to a chain by a hole drilled in the turtles shell. Deadman's Cave was east of their house where Aunt Thelma's nephew Jerry and I would play.

Toronto Cave, a natural cavern close to Uncle Allen's got a name change. The cave was first used by wandering Indians. After pioneers settled in the Tooele area, it was used as a cattle pen by a man named Toronto. "But we all knew it as Dead Man's Cave".

One time I had gone up to their home so Aunt Thelma could cut and perm my hair. When she was done she wanted me to take a nap but I wanted to go home. She insisted I lay on the couch to at least close my eyes and rest a little. I couldn't sleep and I insisted on going home. I walked a few blocks north from the street had to cross McKinley Hill to get home and got hit by a car got a concussion. After years of thought I should of listened to my Aunt.

Uncle Allen and my dad (Garnell) were very close and my dad could go to him for good common sense advice. But there was one time dad had gone to him about co-signing for someone and Uncle Allen told him "no" not to do that but my dad did it anyway and financially it cost my dad. The person took out bankruptcy and my dad was left to pay off that individual’s debt which he did.

It was shortly after that or maybe before that my mom became very sick, dad was left to take care of us but as I remember the younger siblings went to stay with Uncle Allen and Aunt Thelma and I went across the street to stay at the neighbor’s “the Lightner” so I could go to school. Dad got real sick too, then I got sick and it was Uncle Allen and Aunt Thelma who had already take of Penny, Gil, Cathy and then had to take me into their home as well. I always felt a lot of love in their home.

Their sons Lew and Verdell moved quietly through the home as if they were never there. I remember seeing Uncle Allen's pants hung on stretch hangers something that I never saw before or being used at our house. Also while staying with them Lew and Verdell room was clean and bed made, but they kept shoe horns inside their shoes I thought it fascinating.

I heard at Uncle Allen Tanner Crosby's funeral a talk from his Bishop or Stake President of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints that when he interviewed Allen he felt it should be Allen on the other side of the desk interviewing him. That is a powerful compliment to give an individual don't you think?

My Uncle Allen watched out for everyone one of his siblings and their families too. His wife Aunt Thelma (Conder) Crosby did also. They were dynamic together. They were my second parents that stood as a solid foundation throughout my life. They both new how much I loved them because I took the time to write, visit and tell them so. I told Aunt Thelma one time if I didn't get my parents in heaven then I wanted them as my parents.

It was their home that had an open door to us. A kitchen that was sat up to entertained us little ones. Uncle Allen made a small size picnic table placed in the kitchen for us to sit at to read, color, play games or at times do homework. My Aunt Thelma sewed for me and when I got old enough she taught me to sew for myself and others. I made a dress for mother-in-law Leta Louisa (McKinney) Gibson for her birthday. She and Aunt Nettie (Gibson) Stewart made mention that it was created as if store bought. I can than my Aunt Thelma for that one.

I lived with them for a time to finish my sophomore school year because my parents moved out of the school district. My parents (Garnell and Betty) had dad’s cousins bought Billy and Georgean Warby’s home in West Valley City and the Warby’s were moving back to Beaver, Utah. Bill went to work for the post-office.

My Uncle Allen built marvelous things for their home. When you walked in the back door he had a place straight ahead up above the stairs that lead to the basement where there was a draw rope to pull down the ladders where Aunt Thelma stored her sewing stuff in a cabinet. In their living room he built a coffee table out of horse shoes. He built a patio off his back door and finished his basement. However, before Uncle Allen finished their basement I remember him helping my dad make Christmas possible as we faced a Kennecott Copper Strike and he didn’t want us kids to go without. Both Uncle Allen and my dad had nice yards.

My Uncle Allen built marvelous things for their home. When you walked in the back door he had a place straight ahead up above the stairs that lead to the

He helped my Aunt Thelma bottle fruits and vegetables and that's when I learned the importance to have food storage.

I always called him Uncle Allen. When living in Texas I corresponded with them and they always wrote back.

My dad Garnell took my brother Gil and I out to Sheep Rock a place near North Creek to show us where Uncle Allen liked to hunt in the Junipers. Dad said his brother hunted different than he did. His brother Allen was a patient man and would walk a few steps and then wait, watch and listen. Walk a few steps and then wait, watch, and listen. As I got older I began learning to understand his concept because a deer will back track most likely.

When my first husband Jim Gibson and I moved back from Texas to Utah we settled in a very nice apartment in Magna and bought an old Cadillac car from Governor Joseph Bracken Lee to get around in. Uncle Allen and Aunt Thelma came to our home to visit soon after Lance was born on August 18, 1971. As soon as Lance turned eight it was my Uncle Allen that baptized him a member of the church.