The midway point on the stage route between Salt Lake City and Boise was the Oakley Meadows stage station. The station was established around 1869 or 1870 by William Oakley. Other settlers discovered the valley in the 1870s and Mormon pioneers from Grantsville, Utah arrived in Oakley in 1878 and began farming in the Oakley Basin. The Dayley and Sanford families along with others were the first.

Cassia County, Idaho was created on February 20, 1879, by an act of territorial legislation. At that time, the county included all of the territory south of the Snake River between Owhyee County and Oneida County. The first county seat of Cassia County was Albion.

By 1882 there were enough Church members in the valley to form the Cassia Ward of the Box Elder Stake. In November 1887, Apostle John W. Taylor and Elder Seymour B. Young visited the area to organize a new stake and to create new wards from the existing Cassia Ward. The stake boundaries encompassed most of South Central Idaho. Wards were organized in Oakley, Basin, Marion, Albion, Almo, and Elmo.

Charles Wiseman Dayley was only twelve years old when his family homesteaded in Basin. His father, Enoch Rhodes Dayley, was the first bishop of the Basin Ward. Carrie Melissa Sanford was seven when her family settled in Basin. They grew up with Basin and witnessed Oakley became known as the educational and religious center for the Mormon pioneers who settled in the area.

On June 15, 1898, Charles and Carrie were married and began raising their family in Basin. This is the story of their second child, Vyla June Dayley.

My life began 4 June 1901 at Basin. Cassia County, Idaho. A farming and stock raising community about four miles east of Oakley, Idaho laying at the foot of the mountains, a beautiful place as I can remember it. There were few settlers and one store, a post office, schoolhouse and an L.D.S. church. I was born about one fourth mile south of Aunt Siss's place. (Nellie Dayley told me this), in a small two room house on the east side of the road facing west, close to the old tithing office, across the street from the old brick church. The night I was born it was so cold it froze all the fruit and vegetables.

I was born of goodly parents. Basin Ward records certificate of birth number 22351. My father was Charles Wiseman Dayley son of Enoch Rhodes and Gennette Cooley Dayley. He was born July 14, 1867 at Grantsville, Tooele, Utah. My mother was Carrie Melissa Sanford. She was born June 18, 1874 at Warm Creek. Millard. Utah. The daughter of Emulous Sanford and Catherine Emma Cloward.

Grandfather Enoch was the son of James Dayley and was born in Grandview, Caldwell County Missouri September 19, 1837. He died in Basin, Idaho on November 13, 1892. He went through many persecutions of the saints. He came across the plains driving an ox team.

Grandma Gennette Dayley was a daughter of John William Cooley and Hannah Gould. She was born 20 December 1836 in New Castle, New Brunswick, Canada. She walked across the plains at the age of 16. Her mother and infant brother had died. She died 6 February 1927 at the home of her daughter Nettie Parker in Burley at the age of 91.

Both of James Dayley and John Cooley were body guards for the Prophet Joseph Smith.

I lived in Basin with my parents and older brother Valorus, who went by Slim, and younger brother Myrl until November 28, 1904 when we moved to the Burley project where father homesteaded a farm three miles west and three fourths south of Burley. We were just above the canal and opposite where The Starr's Ferry Builders are now located. How well I remember that day, I was about three and a half years old. I remember getting my little broom and sweeping the floor. There was dust all over. It was a one room log house with a dirt roof.

When it rained we had to put pans all around to catch the water. After a few years father put a partition in so we had two smaller rooms which was better and a little later we built another room on the west. The house was lined with factory later, they called it muslin, and white washed with lime and water. It smelled so good. By now we had quit a nice home for the times.

Sagebrush was all we could see in every direction. We had all the wood we needed just outside the door. At first they cleared the ground with a grubbing hoe but later had a rail pulled by horses. There were big bonfires at night. It lit up everything so pretty and smelled so good. And boy were they hot fires.

We had to haul water from the river three fourths miles to the north. They would put barrels in the wagons and back out into the river and dip the water up with buckets.

More settlers were coming all the time. Henroids and Egans (both from Basin) were the ones I remember best. The Egans were about three quarters mile north and the Henroids half mile south and west. I remember the day Janette was born. We older kids were at Egans playing. It was May 19, 1907. We had tubs of water and would run through them and one had a break in it and I cut a big gash in my knee.

The night Delbert was born it was Opal Henroid's birthday and I tried to stay all night (June 20). Well I got homesick in the night and Sister Henroid had to walk me home.

Sometimes we could see the smoke of the train over on the main line in Kamimia many miles away. What a thrill it was to see that much of a train. Soon the railroad came and people were coming from every where and Burley was booming.

More and more people were coming all the time. We kids had heard the men talking about filing on land so one day we took a file and went to where there was a little pond of water we called it a lake to file on it.

In about 1906 the government made canals all over the project to water the land. Father worked on these canals and was paid in script (paper money). The First Lift Canal went right through our land and not far from the house on the north. We kids and neighbors spent many happy hours playing in the water but I never did learn to swim.

Soon we had plenty of water and planted an orchard and trees and crops. Father made a cistern and filtered the water from the ditch through gravel, charcoal, and a screen for drinking and cooking. We still had to carry water from the canal for washing and had to heat it on the stove and then wash on a board.

Father invented a water headgate for the laterals and had it patented but had no money to manufacture it. After his patent ran out, someone else did make it. They are now and have been in use for many years all over the project.

The first school I remember going to was on the corner of Main Street and Albion Avenue. My teacher was Miss Galogly. Her brother was an undertaker. We had to walk to school most of the time. That building was used for many things and was the laundry where I was working when I met my future husband. (1920) it has been replaced with a brick building and is now a garage.

One school I went to was a little frame building on the corner of the Andie Anderson farm about a mile and a half south of our home. The teacher was Mr. Nimrod Goode. I read of his death last year (1954). The country was growing so fast now that we finally got our own country school district and two concrete buildings were erected. One on the west known as Starr's Ferry school (because of a ferry crossing on the river earlier owned by a Mr. Starr) The other one on the south-east was called the Palisade School. They were about the same distance and in the same district. Later a frame building was put to the side of each of these where the four younger grades went. I went to both of these at different times and graduated from the 8th grade at Starr under Mrs. Edith E. Geck. The teacher was also the janitor. We all had to drink out of a bucket with a dipper in it. The coats were all hung in a corner and we had to go outside to the bathroom. The school was heated with a coal stove in one corner. Can you see it? I still can.

We always had to walk (one and three fourths miles). Many times in the winter, snow drifts were over the fences and crusted till we could walk on top of it. Sometimes we would wrap our feet in gunny sacks to try to keep them warm. Mother always had a nice hot supper ready for us when we got home. Boy! that good old hot bread and butter. Nice hot beans and cold milk. I wish they would taste that good now.

We were then a branch of the Cassia Stake (now Oakley Idaho Stake) There was an empty house owned by Fred Schodde close to the river where we held meetings. In a few years (1906) we had our own Burley Ward. A frame building was built where the present building now stands, only a new building has been built 1958. Now (1979) the building is no longer in use. A new building is now in that spot. It was heated by two cast Iron pot bellied stoves. Lorenzo Robbins was the first bishop (Verlee's Uncle). We were nearly four miles away and not good transportation so we didn't get to Primary and Sunday School as much as we should have.

I was blessed as Villa, but baptized Vyla June Dayley in the Snake River on June 26, 1909 about a mile west of Burley. My mother was in bed with my brother Delbert, cousin Vandetta Bunn was helping out with the family. She went with us to help me. We went there in a wagon and there were several being baptized including my brother Valorus (Slim). They had a pole standing up in the water, I suppose to use as a guide line. One girl got away and went out past the pole or at least I thought she did. I was so scared I tried to run away. I was baptized by Brother Joseph Sessions and confirmed by him the next day.

Zion was growing and after a few years the people in the Starr's Ferry area were made a Branch of the Burley Ward. Brother William Harris was the presiding Elder. Our meetings were held in the old concrete school house (which still stands) until we could build a chapel.

For various reasons we moved back to Basin at times. The summer of 1911 the mosquitoes were so bad we had to leave. In late summer we came back to see how things were doing. Weeds had grown up all over. We tried to burn some and it nearly got to the house. Oh! how we worked to save the house.

We were very poor but didn't know how poor till my mother told me later; but we managed to have enough to eat. Shortly after this experience my sister Thelma was born in Basin and only lived about 30 minutes. Just long enough to get her name by the priesthood. She had convulsions. they thought it was from the fire scare and food conditions.

Several winters we went to Basin while father went to Boise to work in the State House. He was very active in civics and politics. He was affectionately called Senator Dayley by his friends. We went to Basin School while living there.

One time I was playing with a celluloid comb, they were very combustible. I held it over the lamp and it caught fire. I threw it into a corner where clothes were hanging we nearly had a fire. What kids won't do! Another time when we were visiting Grandpa and Grandma Sanford. I was quite small and was standing on a chair by the fireplace. Fred and Orenia Dayley were there. I was playing with a candle. I was wearing a pinafore and the ruffle caught on fire.

Another time Orenia Dayley and Ora Hague were playing with an ax. Orenia was chopping on the chopping block and Ora wanted her to stop so she put her foot on the chopping block to make her stop. Well of course Orenia couldn't stop, so Ora nearly lost her big toe. It was limp the rest of her life.

Sometimes we would go to Basin to see Grandma and Grandpa Sanford. It would take about all day in a wagon or buggy and horses. The dust would boil up all over us till we were simply covered. I can now see Grandpa coming up to open the gate to let us in. He had two groves of tall trees. One on the east quite a ways from the house, the other close by and south of the house. He had swings in there for us to play on. How we did enjoy going there. Grandma was a stout and jolly lady. She always had a jar of cookies ready for us.

Grandpa was a small thin man, as I remember him, with a long beard. He had a smokehouse close by where he cured his meat. I loved the smell of the smoke. And boy that was good meat. Grandpa died July 12, 1912. I can now see him laid out in that horrible black suit and black shoes. I was only eleven but it has bothered me ever since. He should have been buried in his temple clothes.

I had a happy home life with my brothers and sisters. Father would take a baby in his arms and rock and sing to them, but I think I enjoyed it more than the baby did. He was a good singer and was choir leader in his ward.

How I remember my first automobile ride! The Auto was owned by Brother Hyrum Wells of Oakley. (Opals grandfather). One day on his way to Burley he stopped and asked if we wanted to ride down to Egans and walk back. Well of coarse we did. (The road was right where we finally built another room on to our house.) When they surveyed, the road was moved back to the west.

One Sunday afternoon my brother Myrl and a friend, Delna Rasor, and I were walking from Burley to our home along the railroad track. There was a little part of the river that ran off to the south and a trestle bridge for the train was built over it. It has now been filled in with a road there. It was east of where Ore-Ida Foods is located. We were laying on our stomachs and throwing rocks down into the river below. All of a sudden I discovered a train whizzing down the track. We left our coats there and ran as fast as we could to the end of the trestle and rolled down the grade glad to be alive. I went to the south. Myrl and Delna to the north. The engineer scolded us but I don't know what he said. It was years before we could get courage to tell our parents about it.

I did not have the opportunity to go to high school as young folks now. My father had a large family and could not afford to send me. I went for about six weeks then quit and got a job. I did house work for prominent people in Burley for three or four years.

Young people would gather at our place and we had many good times. I remember one winter night there were a bunch there and we made honey candy for a candy pull. Well I got my hands burned with the hot stuff. The kids were Sides, Wheeler, Fewkes, Harwood, Henroid, England, Holyoak, and some others.

As a young girl I loved to ride horses. When I was quite young in Basin I was riding our little sorrel pony with Myrl on back. My cousin Kell Dayley challenged me for a race with him. I had Myrl get off so I could ride better, ha ha. The race lasted quick for I fell off and the horse stepped on my leg, I still have the scar. We called him Pony he had long sorrel hair and in the winter it would get real long and shaggy. We could ride him as many as could get on and if one fell off he would stand still and wait for them to get back on. Kids could do anything with him but he didn't like men. He would buck them off and even run away with them. He was worked along side the other horse where he was needed. He died of old age and we lost a friend.

I loved to dance but didn't care much for movies. I had many friends and lots of fun. I had a couple of girl friends my father warned me about but I had to find out for myself what they were. When I found out what kind of girls they were I quit them. Father was right. Went with quite a few fellows but never steady.

I never went out in the evenings without kneeling down and asking my Father in Heaven to watch over me from harm and danger, I'm sure He did for I had some close calls where I could have gone the wrong way. Through answer to my prayers and my desire to live right and keep myself clean and unspotted from the world for which I am very thankful.

In 1918 during the flu epidemic, people were dying so fast the undertakers could hardly take care of them. Also in 1920 there was a epidemic of diphtheria, many children died of it. My ten year old brother Delbert died of it and also two little girls within a mile of us also died of it. We couldn't have a funeral, all public places were closed. I was working at the laundry and went home one day and Christena Frost went with me, we had to go right away and get a vaccination.

In July 1920 I started working at the laundry (in the building where I first went to school). There I met Faye Frost, sister of my future husband. She and I had become good friends and I met some others of the family.

Grandma Frost told her girls if Ira and I ever met we would get married. That fall I went home with her and met Ira over the supper table. Well the rest was fast. That fall I had a leave of absence from the laundry to work for the sugar company during the harvest then went back to the laundry and that is when we met in November 1920. One months courtship. I would not advise any one to do that although it worked out fine for us.

We were married December 4, 1920 at the courthouse in the Burley by Frank B. Datson. Faye and Bill had been married an hour or so earlier and they stood with us as did Grandma Frost. It was a bitter cold day. We went to Cora Drussell's for supper, a crowd were trying to find us. They hunted all over Burley and Oakley, we were right there in the Cook Rooms. We gave them the slip. The next day, Sunday, we spent with my folks in Starr's Ferry.

On Monday we were at his folks and wrote some letters to relatives and announced our marriage. that evening the folks had a small reception for us at Cora's.

Tuesday December 7^th Ira left by train for Pullman Washington to enter vocational training under the G. I. Bill. He immediately transferred to Moscow, Latah, Idaho. I joined him two weeks later.

We helped organize a branch of the church. A branch in the North Western States Mission. We mingled with Elders and Lady missionaries. On many occasion they ate with us. During the summer months when the Elders were laboring in the country they would come on week-ends and stay in our home. It was a wonderful fifteen months, we called it our honeymoon. I was the first secretary of the Sunday School in the branch I also was a visiting teacher.

It was there on February 7, 1922 that our first darling little daughter came to make her home with us. She was born about three o'clock in the afternoon with Dr. Clark and Mrs. Savage, a nurse, in attendance. We gave her the name of Eunice after a very lovely girl we knew, She was blessed March the 5^th by a dear friend, Joseph Sudweeks. He was also one of the professors at the ag collage where Ira was studying.

By this time, the three semesters of training were over and we were ready for a farm, so we headed back to Burley and our families. We came by train, all three sharing a berth in a pullman. We arrived in a blizzard March 9^th. We stayed with my folks a few days then rented a farm.

We rented from the North American Mortgage Company. The farm was on a sand hill on the bank of the river north of Declo. We were in the Declo Ward. We had a good garden and I canned some, we even had some melons. We planted ten acres of spuds, they were good spuds but for ten cents a bushel they were to cheap to dig, we tried to give them to the Mortgage Company but they didn't want them either, so they stayed in the ground.

That fall we moved to the George Schults house in the Starr's Ferry area where we spent the winter. It was a nice place and we again had electricity. That was Eunice's first Christmas and we had a wonderful party. All the folks on both sides were there except Nettie's family. We had a Christmas tree. They stayed the night, there were beds all over the place but not much sleeping was done. We had a big dinner, it was fun but I was so tired I was glad to see all of them leave and I suppose all of them were glad to get home too.

In February 1923 we rented a farm in Twin Falls (the same company) about a mile and half south of South Five Points. That summer we raised purebred duroc pigs, onions, beans, potatoes, and chickens. There was an orchard where we had the pigs. An old sow had some little ones, we had to go through the orchard to the garden or something I don't just remember now. Any way I was going through, she was up in the other end, she saw me and here she came as hard as she could with her mouth wide open ready to grab me. I sure got out of there. It scared me half to death.

There was so much noise in the house all the time, it sounded like someone going up and down the stairs. People around there said it was haunted. No matter how we tried, we could not keep the door upstairs closed. This is where our second darling daughter, Thelma June, was born early in the morning June 29, 1923. Both our mothers were there to welcome her into the world. Grandma Frost said she saw a woman one night and thought it was my mother but it was not.

I had the measles along with Eunice and Thelma and the girls had whooping cough. Thelma only about three months old. We got them both while visiting teaching. Boy, I was never so sick in my life as when I had the measles.

It was while we were living there that we went to the Logan Temple to be sealed for time and eternity and have our two little girls sealed to us. We went by train and was met by a Moscow friend, Les Bolton. We stayed the night with them and he took us to the temple. While we were gone, Faye and daughter Cora took care of things for us. We didn't know what Grandma Frost saw till after we moved away. Several years later we went back to take a picture and the house had been torn down.

By March of 1924 the G. I. training was finished and we moved to a farm west and a little south of Burley and quarter of a mile down the canal bank (Starr's Ferry area). The house here only had two rooms. Still with the same company. We stayed there three years and were in the Burley First Ward. In the winter when the snow drifted it was very had to get out. Myron, our precious son, came to us January 5, 1925. Also another sweet little girl, Celia Gean, was born August 19, 1926.

The early summer of 1926, I decided that I wanted to go with the new hair style, which was a short loose bob. I had always worn my hair long and in a bun. It was hard to care for and hot in the summer. I picked out a cute style in a magazine and asked Ira's opinion. His answer was he would not like to see me with short hair. He asked me how I would like to see him with real short hair. (Now by this time he did not have a large amount of hair on top anyway). He contended that women were supposed to have long hair. That's the way the Lord intended it to be. Well, I had made up my mind. With that weeks egg money, I was going to get my hair cut off short and curly. Ira told me that if I did, he would get his shaved off. To make a long story short. I DID!!!- and-HE DID!!!

We had a pretty good potato crop that year so we bought our first automobile, a model T Ford and we were ever so proud. We thought we had the world by the tail. Until then we would put our darlings in a bed in the bottom of the wagon and away we would go. When our families were small, our brothers and sisters and we had our New Years Eve watch parties first at one place then the other. Those were the days! Sometimes we would get home in the wee hours, but it was fun.

New Years Day was always my father's day, they always had us home for dinner. We had a lot of good times together as families. One night we were at Net and Hen's having a good time. Someone opened the door and in popped the old billy goat. I went on a chair as fast as I could. Oh!! What fun. I would like to have some of those times over again but they are gone forever.

In January 1927 we rented a farm (same company) one and one half mile South of the present (1958) Springdale Store. We were there three years. This is where our dear little Lorna first saw the light of day on the 6th of May 1929 at about nine o'clock in the evening. Sister Nellie Dayley and Dr. Dean were there.

I was secretary of the genealogical committee and a visiting teacher. Ira was assistant Sunday School Superintendent of the Springdale Ward, ward teacher, and an assistant in the Aaronic Priesthood committee. Not all at same time however.

In January 1930 we rented and moved to a farm in the Unity vicinity which we later purchased. The house was very cold, lined with building paper which was loose and there were cracks all over the place. When there was a west wind we had to live in the east part and when there was east wind we lived in the west part. There were three small rooms and no electricity, we had to hand pump water for everything. But we were used to not having electricity. Along towards spring the well would almost go dry. We had the rest of our family while living there.

Our little blond Marian came to make her home with us September 12, 1930. One day after her daddy's birthday. She was born in Burley at the home of my mother on Schodde Avenue. Pearl helped Ira with the other children while I was gone, in those days we had to stay in bed ten or twelve days and then would be so weak we couldn't do anything for a few days.

On March 3, 1932 dear little Irma arrived. She was born about half hour before the doctor got there, we had some neighbor ladies (Mrs. Silcock and Mrs, Peterson) there and they said its a boy . When the doctor got there he said, "who said this is a boy? Do you want me to put it back"? We didn't, we were happy with her.

Finally, after four lovely girls we got a precious son, Gerald Ira. He came December 10, 1933. We were very happy with him and especially for Myron to have a brother, we named him Gerald Ira and he is very precious to me and was to his father and loved his father very much.

Last but not least, on May 30, 1935 our lovely, dainty baby girl brought joy to our home. We had a house full but none to spare, we loved them all the same. We named her Kathryn.

After renting here for three years we managed to buy the place and started fixing it up. There was a rickety lean-to on the west which we tore down and made a pretty good porch on the front. It helped a lot for we were really crowed for more room. We finally got electricity. They had to build a line to us from the south. That first night every room in the house was lit up. In a few more years we were able to build three small rooms.

Our wonderful family helped a great deal in paying for the home which we did several years before the contract was up. We did all our beet thinning, hoeing and topping for a long time. the hay and all that we possibly could do. We harvested our own beets and potatoes by hiring them hauled.

We tired raising most every thing. We had turkeys, ducks. chickens, hogs, sheep, cows, and a goat but finally ended up with just cows and chickens. We built a good hen house with a garage and shop on the east end of it. Later we built a dairy barn and sold grade "A" milk.

We had some sheep at one time. After shearing them we sent the wool away to have it made into quilt batts. I made lots of quilts to try to keep the family warm in this old cold house. Do any of you kids remember? We had hooks in the ceiling and strings down to the quilt frames. After they went to school down would come the quilt and I would work on it till they came home and it would go up again.

I made overcoats and other clothing for the children. The underwear was all made from flour sacks. I love the memory of those days, they were happy days.

I love flowers and especially my Iris hobby. At one time I had about two hundred different kinds. I'm not a very good housekeeper; there are many other things I rather do than keep house. I've done about everything on the farm.

I cultivated beets and potatoes many times with a baby on my lap. I loved to see the hay fall as the knife hit it, and loved the smell of the new mown hay and grain. One time I was mowing along with the team and the seat broke off and let me down right on that old hard mower seat. I think I broke my tail bone. For a long time I couldn't sit with out putting my foot under me to hold me up. It still bothers me some (1978), especially if I sit on a hard surface .

The other day I heard something on TV or somewhere that reminded me of what we had to do to bathe Saturday night both when I was a child and when I had a family. It might be interesting to someone someday. We would put the old copper boiler on the cook stove to heat the water and bring in the old round wash tub, hang a blanket up for privacy, start with the youngest child and everyone took their turn according to age. The water would be warmed up each time after all the kids were cleaned up it would be mom and dad's turn.

We had to pump, pack, and heat the wash water on the stove and wash on a board. Finally the fall before Lorna was born we got a Maytag washer with a gas motor. Oh! What a luxury. Sometimes I would have trouble starting it and would have to call Ira in from the field. After we got electricity we had an eclectic motor on it and I wore that old washer completely out.

During the depression of the 1930s we had a hard time making ends meet, Butterfat was only worth 10 cents a pound, eggs 10 cents per dozen. We would take a five gallon can of cream and a few eggs to town once a week get a sack of coal, a sack of flour (it took a sack a week), what groceries we could, and enough gas to get home to church and back to town again. We paid a full tithing and always managed to get what we needed. No one went hungry or cold.

One winter we didn't have money to get a license for the car. We had to go down the canal bank and stay on the back roads to get to town. There was a place we called the half way place where we stopped going and coming to fill the radiator.

I'm thankful for these experiences, it helps us to realize what our parents and grandparents went through in the early days of the church and when they pioneered this country, and crossed the plains to Utah. I'm so very thankful for my heritage and my wonderful forefathers who embraced the gospel that I might have it.

During the winter of 1940-41 Eunice was working at Rogers Bros. (the potato mill). I also took a job at the mill one or two winters. Eunice and I only saw each other at shift change. One of my sisters made a joke when I started there, that after all these years, Vyla was working!

On Sunday morning December 7, 1941. Japan declared war on us. By then the family were starting to leave one by one. As the children graduated from High School they began to go on their own. In August of 1941, Eunice went to Salt Lake City to attend the L.D.S. Business Collage. We took her down and it was very hard to leave her but she was in good hands with a missionary we knew in Moscow, Elder George Wood, and his family. I bawled all the way home. After a few months of collage she took a position with the Beneficial Life Insurance Company where she worked until she was called on a mission from 1945 to 1947 to the Western States Mission with headquarters in Denver, Colorado. After her mission Eunice enrolled at B.Y.U. where she met her future husband, William Earl Read, Jr. They were married June 2, 1948 in the Idaho Falls Temple.

Thelma likewise went to L.D.S. Business Collage and was later employed by a radio tube plant during World War II. There she met a lovely girl, LaZaun Jackson, who introduced Thelma to her brother Jay while he was on leave from the navy in 1943. They were soon engaged and were married July 20, 1944 in the Logan Temple. We had never seen Jay till we met him at the temple but had correspond with him. We were impressed with him and loved him since.

Myron wanted to do something for his country during World War II. He enlisted in the Navy on November 18, 1943. He took the place of a man with a family. His basic training was received at Farragut, Idaho. Due to illness and other things happening to him he was unable to continue on with the fellows he started with and was assigned to the ill fated U.S.S. Spence DD-512 a destroyer he loved. A great tragedy came to us December 18, 1944 when the Spence and two other destroyers were caught in a terrible typhoon off the shores of Luzon and sank. There were only a few survivors of the many men on those three ships. Our son made the supreme sacrifice for his country.

The last time he was home July 19, 1944 he told his girlfriend, Helen Wixom, that he was not afraid to die, that he lived right and I'm sure he had. He said he had never tasted tea, coffee. liquor or tobacco. We took him to the bus and then headed for Logan to see Thelma married. After the war was over and the fellows were coming home. We wrote to some of them, one who lived in Clover near Buhl, Idaho came to see us. He said he had been in the navy eleven years and that was the worst storm he had ever seen. Another boy who knew Myron came, he spoke highly of Myron and said he was a peace maker among the fellows. On Tuesday May 8, 1945. at 8:00 President Truman declared V-E Day in Europe. (August 14^th was V-J Day and the war was over.)

Celia was married December 4, 1945, our anniversary, at our home in Unity to Ray Dudley. Bishop Sidney Larsen married them. They had two lovely children, Melody and Tim. They separated and she later married Gordon Buttars on September 22, 1954 and they had three Gordy, Cindee, and Connie. They were also married at our home by Bishop Morris Baker. They too, also separated.

Lorna married Kenneth Turner on October 16, 1947 in the Idaho Falls Temple.

Ira and I have been active in the church wherever we lived. Genealogical work has been my main interest but have worked in some other capacities also. On April 18, 1951 I was set apart by President Newel P Baker as a Stake Missionary. Ira had already been called and set apart December 17, 1950. We labored together, mostly with the Navajo Indian farm workers until December 30, 1952.

One year I was second counselor in Relief Society to Sister Afton Baker in the Unity Ward from December 1956 to 1957. I have been a Relief Society visiting teacher in every ward that I have lived in. Era director for several years and again at the present time. Ira had been in the Sunday School superintendency in two different wards. He has been Aaronic Priesthood committeeman and ward teacher. Together we have done temple ordinances for a great number of people.

June 9, 1950 Irma married Don Lindsay in the Salt Lake Temple. The same year, on the 28^th of November, Marion married Douglas Harper in the Idaho Falls Temple.

All our children are now married, the last two the same day. There was sure an empty spot in our house then. Gearid and Verlee. Kathryn and Richard were married June 3, 1953 in the Idaho Falls Temple. All the members of our family and their husbands were in the temple except Celia, she remained outside with the children.

My travels were limited. My first train ride as a small girl was a trip to Boise, Idaho with my brother Myrl to come home with my father who had been working in the Legislature there. After my marriage I went by train to Moscow, Idaho.

My first trip to Salt Lake was when Kathryn was a baby. I went with Pearl and Bert when they took Russell to the Children's Hospital. I left Kathryn with Mother, Daisy, and Nina. I stayed with Opal and Lott Hancock, some old friends. They took me around and I enjoyed the trip.

In the summer after Irma and Don were married they came and took care of things at home while we took a trip to southern Utah, Ira's home state. We had a good Studebaker car. We took Marian, Gerald, and Kathryn, and went to Antimony, Tropic, Bryce Canyon, St George, and through Zion National Park. We slept under the stars part of the time. We visited Uncle Marion and Aunt Lizzy Frost at Tropic and Uncle Ivan Frost in Greenville. We spent the night with him and then took him to Richfield to see his doctor. I was driving through the mountains when a young deer jumped down on to the road. I hit it and killed it. Gerald wanted to take it with us. We reported it at our next stop.

Daddy had a stroke April 5, 1955. Gerald was on his mission. Verlee and Verlynn were living with us. After Ira's illness---him not being able to work, we went back to Southern Utah on July 8, 1955 and had a wonderful time. We went to Manti the first day and slept out under the stars where we could see the temple with the flood lights on it, it was a beautiful sight. The next morning we went through the temple and had lunch in the cafeteria.

We then drove to Antimony, Ira's birth place. We spent the night with boy time pal, Herb Gleabes and his wife. Also there was another friend and wife there. The next day we drove to Tropic where we spent four wonderful days with Uncle Marian and Aunt Lizzy Frost. They took us to Bryce Canyon and other places. One day we went to the St. George Temple, it was a beautiful drive through the mountains early in the morning, we saw deer in the forest. It was a lovely day. They were having a drought in Southern Utah, that day in the temple they were praying for rain. When we left that morning was the last time we ever saw Uncle Marion and Aunt Lizzy.

We had a lovely trip over the Cedar Mountains, driving slowly to enjoy the beauties of nature. While driving north we could see clouds raising in the south, then shortly we had rain. We went over the Cedar Breaks and down into Parawan where we visited and spent the night with Aunt Vine Alger. We took her and went to Cedar City to see other relatives. July 19^th we drove back to Salt Lake, it was a long hot drive. I had to do all the driving.

July 20^th was Thelma and Jay's eleventh wedding anniversary. Daddy and I, Thelma and Jay, Sister Linford (Jay's mother), and Eunice and Earl went over to the Logan Temple where they were married, we had a very nice day, we came home and the rest went back to Salt Lake.

July 9 1956 we together with Wilson and Eva Warner went on a genealogical and temple trip. We left home early in the morning and arrived in Salt Lake about noon. The afternoon we spent in the library there. That night we stayed at the home of Thelma and Jay. On the 10^th we left early and went to Manti where we got in two sessions and had lunch in the cafeteria. On the way back we visited some relatives, the Allreds in Spring City (the birth place of Ira's father and Wilson's mother). On the 11^th we spent more time at the library and spent the night with the Read family (Eunice and Earl). From there we went to Logan and did five sessions in the temple and some research in the library. That night was spent with Keith and Vila Warner. One other time we met the Warners at Logan for temple work.

In early August 1961 Thelma and Jay were going to San-Francisco to get a house trailer. They asked us to go. We, along with Thelma, Jay, Judy, Renee, and Jaylynn left Salt Lake about 3:00 a.m. And stopped once to rest a while, made it to Davis, California, a short distance from Sacramento, got a motel for the night. After they got the trailer that next day we parked in the mountains, boy it was cold! We nearly froze. We did a lot of sight seeing and driving around, waded in the ocean as cold as it was. On Sunday we went to Monterey to see Tim and Melody, then around the loop. The last night we moved to Redwood City and it was so hot there. It was a nice trip, thanks Jacksons.

1961 we went to Yellowstone National Park with all the Lindsay family, stayed in a double cabin with Rube and Zina Lindsay. It was Cold!

About 1961 John Glenn circled earth three times. There were other space flights after that. On July 20, 1969 we watched on television as Neil Armstrong and Ed Aldrin walked on the moon, and raised the U.S. Flag.

On November 23, 1963 President Kennedy was shot and died. Very very sad situation. Whole country was stunned.

We once went to Henry's Lake with Lorna and Kenneth before campers. It was cold there too. We got there late and set up tents in the dark (the other Turners were there too). By morning there was a lot of snow. Daddy and Roger stayed in the tent while Kenneth, Lorna and I went out on that rough cold water and tried to fish. I got so sick and vomited. I often think what if I had lost my dentures. I think Lorna was sick too. I was nearly frozen too, but it was fun anyway and an experience I cherish.

We went with Turners in the camper to Salt Lake to see the Jacksons. They took their trailer and we all went to Flaming Gorge. It was lovely. Ira and I went with Kenneth in the boat in the morning but didn't do much good. The others went out in the afternoon and did pretty well. We also we went into Wyoming to Dinosaur Village Thanks folks!

Saturday October 6, 1967 Ira and I were visiting in Salt Lake with the Eunice and Earl and family, it was a beautiful day. Along about noon we all loaded into the family car, went and picked up Grandma Read and headed for Grantsville in Tooele County, Utah. The birthplace of my father, Charles Wiseman Dayley born in 1867.

The scenery was beautiful along the way except for one thing, the copper mines were closed because of a strike and pickets were parked at every gate: After about an hour drive we arrived in Grantsville, a small town right on the highway. We drove down main street until we saw a sign that said "COOLY STREET". In former years it was know as Cooly's Lane or Lover's Lane.

There we were, the giant Lombardy poplars which my great-father had planted when they arrived there to colonize and build up the country in the early 1860s. They were such huge trees with big knots all over the trunks of some of them. We took pictures of David standing by one of them. Looking down the long street to the north it looked exactly as I had imagined it looked.

We stopped at the church which had been built in 1861. It was a nice building for those days. It has been very well preserved and added to and is still in use. On the other side of the street was another old church. On the grounds of the little church was a log cabin which had been a home of someone. It had a fire place and many other things in it which were very essential to the family. There was a jail, old wagons, sleighs and many other interesting things. Some pictures were taken.

We talked to the caretaker of the church, he told us there was a Mr. Matthews down the street who could tell us about the place and people, he was nearly ninety-six years of age and was a relative of the Matthews in Cassia County, Idaho. We went to see him, as we got there he and his son drove up with a chicken in his arms. He invited us into his house. It was old but very nicely kept by himself, carpets on the floors and all modern things. He told us some things about my people but was more interested in talking about his own family. He also showed us the spot where great-grandfather Cooley's house stood. It was an adobe house and large for those times. It was probably about a hundred feet from the road and had burned down. Grandfather had the best meadow for many years until the water was taken away for city use. The main town is about four blocks south and a few blocks east of the farm.

We went to the cemetery and tried to find the grave of Great-grandmother Isabell McBride Dayley, but the place is so neglected and so many unmarked graves, some stones were still standing but were worn so smooth they cannot be read. The original cemetery is still being used but is a new section. I enjoyed it even though we didn't find the grave.

After several wonderful hours we had hamburgers and a drink on Sister Read and a pleasant trip back to the City. Thanks Reads for the nice trip.

The following day being Sunday, Ira went to Priesthood Meeting and helped advance Bill to a Priest, then we all went to Sunday School and Fast Meeting. We then went to the home of Sister Read where she served us to a very delicious ham dinner. There we met her sister and husband who live in New York and her brother Henry Volker. It was a nice day.

Our next stop was at Thelma and Jay's and went on out to Gayle's to take some pictures of Collette (the first great granddaughter), the Reads hadn't seen her yet. The little mutt was asleep and would not wake up no matter what we did. We finally got some pictures while she slept. By the time the equipment was all put away and we were ready to leave she woke up. She is such a doll, the mama and papa are very proud and they have a right to be. She is our first great grandchild.

In September 1969 while daddy could still take care of himself, with the kids help, I had a nice trip to Canada on a Kirkman Bus with a group of people. We went through the edge of Yellowstone Park and stopped at Quake Lake for a few minutes. it was pretty cold there. This was also the time that I visited a Mennonite Village.

Ira had suffered another stroke in the early 1960s which weakened his condition even more and he spent most of his time sitting in the yard. The cumulative affect took a heavy toll on him but he made the best of the situation. Vyla was so attentive to his needs and and took such good care of him.

A Golden Wedding Anniversary celebration was held for Ira and Vyla by the family on December 4, 1970 at the home of Kenneth and Lorna Turner. Many friends, neighbors and relatives came to the open house to wish them well. Though he was not able to communicate as much as he'd like with those who came to see them, he was happy with all the love and attention to he and his bride of fifty years and it was a pleasant day for him.

Tragedy made an unwelcome visit on August 28, 1972. After loosing Myron in the war, Gerald and Verlee adopted a son who they named Myron. On this day, Myron drowned while at a family reunion in Washington. He was 8 years and 8 days old, having been baptized only three days earlier.

After another stroke and with Gerald having sold his home next door and moved into Burley, Vyla was finding it more difficult to help Ira into and out of his wheelchair and bed. Ira was becoming less responsive to things about him. It was Vyla's decision in the early 1970s to move into Burley near Gerald and the Lindsay family (who had moved back to Burley) so they could assist her. They moved into a house next door to Lindsays and only a short distance from Gerald's. At the time Celia and her girls also lived just down the street.

From then on, Ira spent most of his time in the wheelchair. He gradually became more helpless and as the time went on, he had only short outings when he could be moved into a car. His last five years were spent almost as a total invalid, being in bed most of the time. He would be placed in the wheelchair for awhile each day, but he didn't seem to care if he was there or in bed. When Ira had to be put to bed, every time Gerald put him in he would kiss him good-night. He was unable to respond to the family, though they all showed their love for him and visited and talked to him frequently. It is believed by the family that he did understand a lot of what was said, but was just physically unable to show his response.

In January of 1978 he became ill and was taken into the hospital where he was in critical condition. Vyla spent most all of her waking hours by his side, with other family members coming and going at all hours to see him. From Vyla's journal:

Sunday the 29^th. I spent all day at the hospital. All of the kids were here. Daddy was failing, just staring at the ceiling. He passed away at 9:20 p.m. I am so grateful that all of family were there except for Celia (who was living in California) and Jay. Rhonda, Bonnie, and Renee were also there. He went so peacefully. I am sure loved ones beyond the veil were there to welcome him as we watched him pass from this sphere to the great beyond. I am so thankful for him and my wonderful family.

Tuesday the 31^st. Monday and Tuesday were very busy making arrangements. I turned it all over to Gerald, bless his heart. Eunice and Thelma are back here helping me. I am so grateful for them also. They, I mean all of my kids and in laws, are so very good to me and help me so very much. I am so so thankful for every one of you. I picked out the the flowers and the casket. The family went with me to the mortuary.

Wednesday the 1^st. We're just all very busy. The family went to the mortuary to see Daddy. He looks so nice. Just the family went, the viewing was in the evining. Many friends came.I was very tired standing so much. Celia came today .

Thursday the 2^nd. It was a lovely winter day. No storm and not very cold. Everything was so nice. It (the funeral) is on tape. The Relief Society served a very nice dinner for the family and friends. Gerald, Verlee, Kelly, and I went back to the cemetery and put some flowers on Mom and Dad's graves. Most of the family left this evening.

Friday the 3^rd. The Reads left about 10:30 or so. Celia and Gordy were here, then he took her to Twin Falls to catch the plane. Kathryn and Irma are here witting thank you notes. I had lunch with Gerald and Verlee. Washed up all the sheets. Kelly and RJ slept here. Re arranged all of the drawers and made things more convenient.

After devoting so much of her time and energy to caring for Ira, Vyla now had time for herself. Later in February she went to Los Angeles with Gerald and Verlee and her brother Slim to see her other brother, Myrl. Then in March she went to see Judy and in July went to Colorado Springs with the Turners to see Darla. There were two more trips to Salt Lake in June and September. In July she went on a church tour along with 44 other people on the Sun Valley Bus, stopping at the Church Office Building for lunch. Spent the night in Provo, and then to Manti to the Pageant.

Celia announced that she and Jack Gilmour were getting married in California. At the last minute arrangements were made for Vyla to attend their wedding. The benefactor was Gordon Buttars, Celia's ex-husband. He bought a ticket for Vyla and Connie. Also going with them were Gordy and Bonnie, his fiance. On November 23, 1978 the four of them flew to California and were picked up at the airport by Cindee and her husband and went directly to Celia's apartment.

Celia had no idea they were coming and was so surprised to see the four of them standing on her door step. They stayed in her one bedroom apartment so there was hardly any room for four unexpected guests. Vyla slept on the couch, Connie slept on the loveseat and Gordy and Bonnie slept on the floor in sleeping bags. The next day was Thanksgiving. Cindee and her husband came over and they all had Thanksgiving Dinner together. The following day was their wedding. The day after they were married, Celia and Jack drove them around showing them the Bay Area. Then on the 27^th they flew back to Burley.

Ever since 1945, the Burley area was part of the Idaho Falls Temple Distinct, but in 1978 with the announced renovation of the Logan Temple, they were shifted to Logan. In anticipation of the re-dedication, Vyla crocheted a lovely lace alter scarf for the Logan Temple and sent it to the Temple where it was used on an alter in one of the sealing rooms.

As Vyla approached her 80^th birthday she remained active and busy. As can be seen, she traveled a lot. As the grandchildren served missions she attended their farewells and homecomings. There were grandchildren's weddings to attend. With all of the weddings, great grandchildren were being born and she attended their blessings. As the great grandchildren turned 8 years old she attended their baptisms.

There was one very special baptism to attend which required another trip to California. After several years outside of the Church, Celia was ready to come back and she was bringing Jack with her. Vyla, Kathryn and Dick, Thelma and Jay, Lorna, and Gordy and Bonnie made the trip in Goodfellow's motor home and arrived at Celia and Jack's home on the January 9, 1981. There was barley time to go from there over to church where both Celia and Jack were baptized by Gordy. The following Sunday they all piled into Goodfellow's motor home and went to Church with Celia and Jack in their ward. Early Monday morning they left to make the long trip across Nevada and home.

Vyla turned 80 on June 4,1981 and on Saturday, June 6^th an open house was held at the home of Irma and Don to honor her 80 years of well lived life. Friends and family attended to pay tribute to this noble woman.

January 16, 1982 was a very special day as Vyla gathered in the Salt Lake Temple with all of her children and their spouses as Celia and Jack were sealed. Undoubtedly Myron was there too.

Into her 80s, Vyla remained in good health and continued to be actively involved with her every growing family. For years the first weekend in August had been reserved for the Frost Family reunion. In earlier years, the family increased to 48 grandchildren. Now that most of them were married with families of their own. The reunion continued to be an event that brought the family together. With their busy lives, not everyone was able to attend every year. But through the reunion the family remained close. Typically it was held at Unity and occasionally at Pella. It always ended with an afternoon of water skiing on the Snake River and visiting at Turners. Vyla was always thrilled to see her family come together.

As the years continued to accumulate, by her late 80s Vyla slowed down considerably and got to the point were she was no longer able to care for herself and required more attention than her family was able to properly give her. The painful decision was made to put her in a nursing home. So her 90^th birthday was celebrated in the Burley Care Center. Age had taken its toll on her and her memory was severely affected. At times she recognized those who come to see her but soon forgot that they were there. Other times she didn't recognize who was there. At times she thought Gerald was Ira or that on of the girls was her mother.

Her long life of 93 years ended at the Burley Care Center on the day after Christmas, December 26, 1994. Funeral services were held at 11:00 a.m. on December 30^th at the Burley Idaho Stake Center and she was laid to rest next to Ira in the pleasant View Cemetery in Burley. At the the time of her death, her posterity included 48 grand children, 135 great grandchildren, and 10 great great grandchildren.

Vyla's physical characteristics: Height 5' 6" or 7", eyes: gray blue, medium completion, hair: dark brown, build: stout:

SKIT

Scene opens at the Home of Ira and Vyla Frost in the early years of their marriage. Ira is reading the Scriptures and Vyla is looking at a magazine.

Vyla: Just look at the new hair styles. See how short they are?

Ira: Well, I don't like it at all! Women ought to keep their hair long.

Vyla: Oh, but see how cute she looks with that short curly hair. And this bob style, just short and sorta just hangs loose. I think I'd like mine cut.

Ira: Well, I wouldn't like to see you with short hair! How would you like it if I got mine cut REAL short?

Vyla: Oh, you men! You already get to wear yours short. You don't know what its like to take care of this long stuff. And in the summer its so hot.

Ira: Well, I say men are supposed to have short hair and women are supposed to have long hair. That's the way the Lord intended it to be!

Vyla: Oh really? Well, show me in your scriptures where it says that.

Ira: That's just the way it is, I tell you!

Vyla: Well, I just think I'll take this weeks egg money and go get mine cut off short and curly like this girl

Ira: Oh, yea? Well, if you do, my good women, I'll, I'll, I'll just go to town and get mine SHAVED off!

Vyla: Oh, sure you will! (laughs)

(exit)

(Have a sign held up saying :Next Day:)

Next scene Vyla comes walking over to where Ira is standing. Vyla: (with new short hair cut) Now, doesn't that look nice?

Ira: It looks like heck (hell) Where is the woman I married? (He leaves) she holds mirror looking at her hair.

(Have a sign saying: LATER:)

Vyla sits mending or crocheting, etc and Ira walks in. He is bald! (wearing a bald cap)

Ira: Well, how do you like it?

Vyla: (gasping) It looks like heck (hell) Where is the man I married?

They both hug each other and laugh

The end

Burley, Idaho. May 21st 1926.

A blessing given by William L. Waite, Patriarch, upon the head of Vyla J. Frost, daughter of Charles W. and Carrie M. Sanford Dayley, born June 4th 1901, at Basin, Idaho.

Sister Vyla, in the name of Jesus Christ I lay my hands upon ill head and give unto thee a Patriarchal Blessing, and say unto to thee thou art of the blood of Israel, a descendent of Ephraim, and entitled to the blessings of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and I as a servant of the Lord do bless you with the blessings of health and of strength, and with a desire to serve the Lord. And I say unto thee dear sister that the Lord is pleased with thy labors and will bless you, and I as a servant of the Lord do bless thee with wisdom and with power to teach thy children the principles of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

I say unto thee if thou wilt be faithful thou shalt be per­mitted to raise a numerous posterity, and thy Posterity shall grow up to call thee blessed, and I say unto thee if thou wilt be faithful thy children, through thy teachings, will be permitted to au much good in thy day and generation, and thou, in connection with thy companion, will be greatly blessed and be permitted to live upon the earth until thou art satisfied with life.

I say unto thee dear sister inasmuch as you will be prayerful and humble the Lord will strengthen thy body and thou shalt he made strong in the faith,and shall be permitted to do a great work among thy sisters. If thou art faithful thou shalt be called to anoint with holy oil those that have a desire to be anointed by their sisters.

I say unto thee thy name shall be known for good and thou shalt have wisdom to teach the principles of the Gospel of Jesus Christ unto thy sisters, and when thou do administer and bless them it will be a testimony unto them that thou art a daughter of Zion.

I say unto thee dear sister to be prayerful. Seek the Lord and lie will bless you, and I say unto you that thou shalt never want for bread. Thou, and thy companion shall be blessed with the blessings of the earth, to make thee comfortable, and many shall rejoice and be fed at thy table; and I say unto thee the Lord is mindful of thee and will bless thee with every righteous desire of your heart.

Thou shalt see thy posterity live upon the earth until the Saviour shall come upon the earth to rule and to reign as Wing of Kings, and hoed of Lords, and thy posterity through thy faithful­ness, some of them, shall have the privilege of going into the world and promulgating the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and my through their teachings shall be led to join the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

I say unto thee dear sister b_e patient with thy children, and teach them the principles of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Teach them the mission of our Saviour, and of the Prophet Joseph Smith, that when they grow up they may have a testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, for many of the chosen spirits will be permitted to come upon the earth through thy loins, and it is a blessing that thou hast dear sister, of being permitted to come upon the earth when the Gospel of Jesus Christ is again upon the earth.

And I say unto thee that if thou wilt be faithful these blessings shall be yours, for there is no power on the earth that can deprive thee of them if thou wilt live a righteous and upright life. Now I say unto thee dear sister that all blessings are promised to you upon our obedience to the principles upon which they are promised, and these blessings are promised to you upon your faithfulness, and upon your humbleness in the Gospel of Jesus Christ, but if thou wilt be faithful the Lord will bless thee with every righteous desire of thy heart, for I as a servant of the Lord do bless these with these blessings and seal them upon thy head.

I now dear sister, seal thee up to come forth in the morning of the first resurrection to be crowned a princess and a queen unto thy posterity, and I do it by virtue and power of the Holy Priesthood and in the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.

Patriarch.