More from the book of remembrance. I don't know who the author is here.
Glen always loves to go into the mountains and take his hounds and get lions, bears or any other wild beast. Sometime ago 1967, he and 4 or 5 other men went lion hunting. Now one of these men with his hounds had run on to some lion tracks, but had to give them up on account of night coming on. Next morning at 5 A.M. Glen and the other men left, they got to where they left the night before. The hounds were barking at the lions when the men caught up with them, the lions on in one tree and the other in another tree. The trees were very close to a very large ledge. One of the men decided to climb up the tree to scare them out. And of course Glen was throwing snowballs at them trying to scare them out. Finally on lion decided to come down after that man was going to get them out. It scared him so bad he jumped 15 feet out of the tree. About that times one man shot and hit this lion he fell and landed on a ledge in the rocks. The other fellow shot the other lion out of the tree. He fell under the tree. That was a very good experience that those men and Glen had. Glen stated he has never had so much fun.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Grandpa marries
more from the book of remembrance. It looks like a newspaper announcement.
Ilene Petersen and Glen Adams were married by Justice of the Peace Henry Lewis at the home of the Bridegroom's mother Christina Adams, Friday evening, April 20, 1956, at ShowLow, Navjo, Arizona. Organ music was played by his sister Shirly Adams. The Bride wore pink antique silk ballerina length gown with matching duster, white accessories and carried white carnations. Her maid of honor was Miss Gracie Wilson, and best man Johhny Stock. The beautiful wedding cake was baked and decorated by Mrs. Bud Wilson. Upon their return from a weeks honeymoon in Southern California, the couple will be honored with a recepton Friday evening April 27, at seven o'clock in ShowLow Gymnasium. They will make their home in ShowLow.
Ilene Petersen and Glen Adams were married by Justice of the Peace Henry Lewis at the home of the Bridegroom's mother Christina Adams, Friday evening, April 20, 1956, at ShowLow, Navjo, Arizona. Organ music was played by his sister Shirly Adams. The Bride wore pink antique silk ballerina length gown with matching duster, white accessories and carried white carnations. Her maid of honor was Miss Gracie Wilson, and best man Johhny Stock. The beautiful wedding cake was baked and decorated by Mrs. Bud Wilson. Upon their return from a weeks honeymoon in Southern California, the couple will be honored with a recepton Friday evening April 27, at seven o'clock in ShowLow Gymnasium. They will make their home in ShowLow.
Grandpa in the Navy
here's more from the book of remembrance.
I Orson Glen Adams, Enlisted in the U.S. Navy on Dec. 3, 1951. I went through Boot Hill in San Diego, California. During the winter of 1951-1952 after fourteen weeks of Boot Hill I came home on a fourteen day leave. I returned to San Diego, California for three months duty on the Destroyer Base. During Boot Camp I was lucky to meet almost all the local boys and several from Springerville, Holbrook and Lakeside.
After I was in six months I left Stateside for overseas Duty I arrieved in the Phillipines Island the 4th July 1952 from there I went to Yokoshua, Japan. While in Japan I learned many interesting things. they are I believe the most polite people in the world. But their costumes {customs?} are very old. During the next few weeks I went aboard the L.S.T. 914 (was later named Mahoning County) From Yokosuha I went to Korea and spent a few weeks. (I have a few pictures of Korean children) I returned to the U.S.A in Oct, 1952. I was granted a 30 day leave with pay too. I was aboard the ship in San Diego until the summer of 1953 and then we went into the Artic to take provisions. It was cold up there and later in the fall we returned to the States (June until August) In November I went back across to Japan. At 9:00 A.M. on the 3rd of Jan 1954 I received word of my Father's Death, Edward Franklin Adams, at 1:00 P.M. I was on a plane for home, I got home just as the services were over. Jan 6 1954 12:00 I flew back to Japan and journeyed home on my ship. I spent the winter in San Diego and in March 1955 my Ship was transferred to Long Beach, California as Home Case, later in the spring we again went to the Artic on operation D.E.W. Distant early Warning. We counted Radar part and Equipment , we were 109 Days at sea with no Liberty. We arrived in Long Beach, Falif. on Ovtober and I remained there until I was seperated from the service in November 29, 1955 at 3:35 P.M. During my time in the Service I met lots of boys from home and over seas. Written by Glen Adams January 1956.
I Orson Glen Adams, Enlisted in the U.S. Navy on Dec. 3, 1951. I went through Boot Hill in San Diego, California. During the winter of 1951-1952 after fourteen weeks of Boot Hill I came home on a fourteen day leave. I returned to San Diego, California for three months duty on the Destroyer Base. During Boot Camp I was lucky to meet almost all the local boys and several from Springerville, Holbrook and Lakeside.
After I was in six months I left Stateside for overseas Duty I arrieved in the Phillipines Island the 4th July 1952 from there I went to Yokoshua, Japan. While in Japan I learned many interesting things. they are I believe the most polite people in the world. But their costumes {customs?} are very old. During the next few weeks I went aboard the L.S.T. 914 (was later named Mahoning County) From Yokosuha I went to Korea and spent a few weeks. (I have a few pictures of Korean children) I returned to the U.S.A in Oct, 1952. I was granted a 30 day leave with pay too. I was aboard the ship in San Diego until the summer of 1953 and then we went into the Artic to take provisions. It was cold up there and later in the fall we returned to the States (June until August) In November I went back across to Japan. At 9:00 A.M. on the 3rd of Jan 1954 I received word of my Father's Death, Edward Franklin Adams, at 1:00 P.M. I was on a plane for home, I got home just as the services were over. Jan 6 1954 12:00 I flew back to Japan and journeyed home on my ship. I spent the winter in San Diego and in March 1955 my Ship was transferred to Long Beach, California as Home Case, later in the spring we again went to the Artic on operation D.E.W. Distant early Warning. We counted Radar part and Equipment , we were 109 Days at sea with no Liberty. We arrived in Long Beach, Falif. on Ovtober and I remained there until I was seperated from the service in November 29, 1955 at 3:35 P.M. During my time in the Service I met lots of boys from home and over seas. Written by Glen Adams January 1956.
Glen Adams
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Elephant tunnels
This is a story I found in a book of remembrance. It is a story Grandpa tells from his childhood.
Dad was always up at 4A.M. As a boy I had my share of milking-hay hauling and fun times as we fixed elephant traps which dad would fall into. The traps was tunnels we made in the hay in the barn. As the hay was feed to the stock the covering got thinner and Dad unaware was standing over the runnel tugging to get a pitchfork full of hay. Down he went into the tunnel as it caved in. We covered the entrance over so it couldn't be seen. By now the fun was on, dad came to the house and did we get a scolding. He told us if we ever made any more he would take us over his apron. It didn't dampen our spirits, later on we made more and of course dad was the victim again. When we made our tunnels our friends were with us.
The thing I remember most of my parents-is how the people of this country liked my folks and I often hear how people have praised them for their goodness. Mom was always a good cook she had a big breakfast to start the day out right. Mom always has a big and understanding heart to anyone who comes into the home, she makes them feel at home. her words are always comforting and she always looks for the best in people.
Dad was always up at 4A.M. As a boy I had my share of milking-hay hauling and fun times as we fixed elephant traps which dad would fall into. The traps was tunnels we made in the hay in the barn. As the hay was feed to the stock the covering got thinner and Dad unaware was standing over the runnel tugging to get a pitchfork full of hay. Down he went into the tunnel as it caved in. We covered the entrance over so it couldn't be seen. By now the fun was on, dad came to the house and did we get a scolding. He told us if we ever made any more he would take us over his apron. It didn't dampen our spirits, later on we made more and of course dad was the victim again. When we made our tunnels our friends were with us.
The thing I remember most of my parents-is how the people of this country liked my folks and I often hear how people have praised them for their goodness. Mom was always a good cook she had a big breakfast to start the day out right. Mom always has a big and understanding heart to anyone who comes into the home, she makes them feel at home. her words are always comforting and she always looks for the best in people.
Glen Adams
Monday, May 10, 2010
my first kitten
When I was 5 years old, I went to spend some time over the summer with Grandma and Grandpa Adams. We went to someone's house ( I don't remember who's, or why we were there), and his cat had a litter of kittens he was trying to get rid of. I fell in love with the tiny kittens, and asked Grandpa if I could have one. He gave the token resistance, telling me that I had to ask the owner, not Grandpa. So I did, and he said yes, and we went home with Sally in a box.
When we got back to the house, Grandma fixed up a box in the big back bedroom, the one with the mirrors on the closet doors. I kept putting her in, but Sally kept climbing out. Once Grandpa and I were trying to heard her back into the back room, but she got behind the TV instead. I remeber Grandpa being worried that she would get up inside the TV somehow.
Grandpa told me that if she got into the TV, she would be stuck forever. For some reason I thought that meant that she would be on TV, as in every channel would show my kitten instead of tv shows.
When my parents came to pick me up at the end of the week Mom was less than thrilled. I was worried I wouldn't get to keep Sally when I heard mom tell Grandpa "Glen, we said we didn't want her coming home with any animals." But in the end, Sally and her box wound up in the back seat right next to me.
When we got back to the house, Grandma fixed up a box in the big back bedroom, the one with the mirrors on the closet doors. I kept putting her in, but Sally kept climbing out. Once Grandpa and I were trying to heard her back into the back room, but she got behind the TV instead. I remeber Grandpa being worried that she would get up inside the TV somehow.
Grandpa told me that if she got into the TV, she would be stuck forever. For some reason I thought that meant that she would be on TV, as in every channel would show my kitten instead of tv shows.
When my parents came to pick me up at the end of the week Mom was less than thrilled. I was worried I wouldn't get to keep Sally when I heard mom tell Grandpa "Glen, we said we didn't want her coming home with any animals." But in the end, Sally and her box wound up in the back seat right next to me.
Rachel (Adams) Anderson
Our last visit with Grandpa
I don't have a lot of memories of Grandpa Adams, but I do remember the handful of times that we went up to Taylor to see him and Grandma after Bryan and I were married. We loved sitting down at their table talking to him and Grandma. It was so fun to hear his hunting stories, which he told in such detail as if they just happened. These pictures were taken about a month before Grandpa passed away. We had gone by to see them and Grandpa hadn't been feeling very well. When we told him we wanted to take a picture, he got up and got dressed up for it. We are so glad that we got to visit with him that day and especially that we got this picture. Dane LOVES hearing stories about Great Grandpa Adams, so I'm sure this picture will mean quite a bit to him as he gets older.
-Coree Adams-
Grandpa Adams-mules
My earliest memories of Grandpa were going with him to see the mules. I remember calling them "meals". I loved seeing them, and when I could give them a treat, it was awesome. I've been told by my parents that the reason we were always outside is that I apparently did not like Grandpa. Dad and Grandma tell me that when Grandpa would try to pick me up, or play with me, I would scream and try to get away from him. The only way he could get me to calm down was by visiting the mules. Grandma says it was like flipping a switch. As soon as we got outside, I would calm down and be happy. My mom told me that it really got to Grandpa because all kids (other than myself) loved him. I guess I grew out of it, because I remeber Grandpa being one of my favorite people as a child.
Rachel (Adams) Anderson
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