Saturday, August 19, 2023

Interesting Facts about the One-percenters


Louise, K. LeRoi, and Narene
by our home near Mission, SD (RBS)

Feeling very fortunate!

Interesting Facts About the One-percenters


99% of people born between 1930 and 1946 (GLOBALLY) 
are now dead.

If you were born in this time span, your ages range between 77 and 93 years old (a 16-year age span) and you are one of the rare surviving one-percenters.

You are the smallest group of children born since the early 1900's.
You are the last generation, climbing out of the depression, who can remember the winds of war and the impact of a world at war that rattled the structure of our daily lives for years.



You are the last to remember ration books for everything from tea to sugar to shoes. You saved tin foil and poured fried meat fat into cans.

You can remember milk being delivered to your house early in the morning and placed in the "milk box" at the front door. Discipline was enforced by parents and teachers. You are the last generation who spent childhood without television and instead, you “imagined” what you heard on the radio.

Narene - 2nd grade - back row 4th from the left
Mission Grade School, Vera Anderson - teacher

With no TV, you spent your childhood "playing outside". There was no city playground for kids. The lack of television in your early years meant that you had little real understanding of what the world was like. We got “black-and-white” TV in the late 50s that had 3 stations and no remote.

Telephones (if you had one) were one to a house and hung on the wall in the kitchen (who cares about privacy). Computers were called calculators; they were hand-cranked. Typewriters were driven by pounding fingers, throwing the carriage, and changing the ribbon. INTERNET and GOOGLE were words that did not exist.

Newspapers and magazines were written for adults and your dad would give you the comic pages after he read the news. The news was broadcast on your radio in the evening. The radio network gradually expanded from 3 stations to thousands.

My first home (Cheyenne Agency, SD)
where my father worked for the Federal Government.
(The Agency was relocated in 1959 to the town of Eagle Butte, a move necessitated due to the construction of the Oahe Dam near Pierre, which flooded lands along the Missouri River.)

New highways would bring jobs and mobility. Most highways were 2 lanes and there were no Motorways. You went downtown to shop. You walked to school.

Your parents were suddenly free from the confines of the depression and the war, and they threw themselves into working hard to make a living for their families.

You weren't neglected, but you weren't today's all-consuming family focus. They were glad you played by yourselves. They were busy discovering the postwar world. You entered a world of overflowing plenty and opportunity; a world where you were welcomed, enjoyed yourselves. You felt secure in your future, although the depression and poverty were deeply remembered.

Polio was still a crippler. Everyone knew someone who had it.


Louise, Narene, and K. LeRoi
in Cheyenne Agency, SD

You are the last generation to experience an interlude when there were no threats to our country. World War 2 was over and the cold war, terrorism, global warming, and perpetual economic insecurity had yet to haunt life. Only your generation can remember a time after WW2 when our world was secure and full of bright promise and plenty. You grew up at the best possible time, a time when the world was getting better.

Rosebud Boarding School near Mission
Our home is hidden by the trees in the top of the photo.


On my new bicycle by our home at Rosebud Boarding School.


More than 99% of you are retired now, and you should feel privileged to have "lived in the best of times!" If you have already reached the age of 77 years old, you have outlived 99% of all the other people on this planet. You are a 1% 'er!

I feel blessed to have our lives crossed, and Sam and I were married in the Salt Lake Temple, June 5, 1959!
(Phyllis, Sam, and Karen)


Friday, August 18, 2023

Spanish Fork Fiesta Days

Due to the 90-plus degree temperatures during the Spanish Fork Fiesta Days, we went to the car show and the parade, but only spent a short time looking at the 4-H and open-class exhibits, the animal exhibits, and booths.

Car Show - July 22 (Sam) 


Narene standing left of the 1929 Model A Ford 
Owned by Roger & Geena Davis, friends from a former ward


Sam visiting with the owner of the red 1935 "PJ Coupe Plymouth."
Greg Miller, the owner, is on our shift at the temple.


Parade - July 24 - Spanish Fork


Our next-door neighbor, Pam Bingham's float.


One of the several models of John Deere tractors in the parade. 


Strength Is In Our Roots
Numerous floats by businesses, groups, and nearby communities.


We appreciated the cloud cover during most of the parade.


One of my favorite floats.


The BYU entry, but I missed getting a good photo of Cosmo.


We didn't go to the rodeo this year, but Beth's family did and told us about the "scary incident" when a a bucking bull got loose from the Utah County rodeo arena on Thursday night.
Utah Lt. Gov. Deidre Henderson tweeted Friday that two of her family members were injured at the Utah County Fair rodeo in Spanish Fork. 
A bull escaped from the arena and went after her mother and brother, according to Henderson. 
"Despite being chased, knocked down & stepped on (bro’s foot) they miraculously escaped w/minor injuries," the lieutenant governor wrote. They’re pretty shaken . . . ."


We didn't go to the city fireworks show, but instead stayed home 
and watched some of the neighborhood displays, 
which were all around us.  
Unfortunately, I only took this photo from our front porch and missed the best view of the lighted sky. 


Standing at the top of the spiral stairs at the back of our house, we had good views of the numerous fireworks seen across the sky.
But admittedly, this photo is not mine!  
For some reason, I didn't take photos of the fireworks we saw.