Thank you Muckleroy family for sharing this about your mom, we really appreciate you being part of our Lyman family.
Today is Mom's (Mary Ellen Lyman, Albert Alonzo, Stephen Alonzo, Priscilla Turley) birthday. Born on May 1, 1933, in Las Vegas, NV, she was raised in Logandale, NV. She grew up as an only child, her only sibling having been stillborn 3 years earlier. However, she had a whole family of double first-cousins just down the road.She attended elementary school at Logandale Elementary, where her mother was the school librarian. Since neither of her parents ever learned to drive a car, she and Grandma would walk to school together in the morning and walk home together in the afternoon. It was only about half of a mile, so the walk wasn't much to speak of, especially since they would pass right by the home of her cousins.
Growing up in a "Mormon" community, she was baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints at the age of 8, but was never actively involved in Church activities while she was growing up.
The high school was in nearby Overton and she rode the school bus. She would be picked up at the elementary school after accompanying her mother on the walk into town. In the afternoon, the bus would drop her off at the elementary school where she would wait for her mother to finish her work in the library and then they would walk home together.
After graduating from high school, she got married to, as she put it in a conversation with me once, "the first guy that ever paid attention to her." She soon found out that he wasn't such a good catch.
Their first child, Esther, was born in Las Vegas in 1952. Soon after that, they moved to the Los Angeles area. There, two more children (Gary and Dorothy) joined Mama's growing family. Somewhere along the way, she got tired of her husband's carousing and constant drunkenness and she kicked him out.
During her time in the Los Angeles area, she worked for American Greetings and another company called The Boylin Group. (I don't remember what she said this company did and I may have spelled it wrong.)
As a single mother of three children under the age of 6, she was sought out by members of the Church and she became active in the Church. She came to know the family of this guy named Martin Allen Muckleroy through her association with the Church.
In January of 1958, Martin Muckleroy set her up on a blind date with his nephew, Charles Muckleroy. Three weeks later they drove to Las Vegas where they could buy a marriage license and get married immediately. (California had a waiting period due to a required blood test in order to get married.) One week with her new husband was all she would get before his shore leave from the US Navy was up and he had to report back for duty.
Two years later, his enlistment was up and he packed up Mama and the three children in a well-used 1949 DeSoto and drove to their new home in Texas. They rented a small house near Hallsville, TX, until it burned on New Year's Eve, less than three months after my birth in 1962. They lived in a succession of (I think) 3 more small rentals before moving to the property in the Old Diana community where they would put down roots and raise their growing family.
Mama told me that after her arrival in Texas, Daddy would introduce her to members of his extended family. One day, Mama was at home when a knock came at the door. When she answered the door, there stood a woman she did not recognize. She introduced herself as Albertine Fowler, one of Charles' cousins. Albertine told me that after she introduced herself, Mama said, "Charles has too many cousins!"
After settling in Old Diana, Mama quickly became very active in the Church and spent many years teaching the little children in the Primary program. During the time that Primary classes were held on Tuesday afternoon, she met with the Bishop and explained to him that it was impossible for her children to attend Primary since she did not drive. The Bishop gave her the responsibility of teaching her children at home and our little Primary group sometimes included John Gordon, who lived around the corner from us, and the children of Lloyd and Gail Stanley, who lived next door.
In addition to teaching Primary, Mama loved to sing. I remember when I was very little, she would sing while doing her house work. She especially like to sing the hymns of the Church. She also had an old wind-up RCA-Victor phonograph and a lot of 78-RPM records to play on it. She also had an upright grand piano from the old Kelsey meetinghouse that they had won in an auction. She tried to teach me how to play the piano, but I, as a hyperactive little boy, had more important things to do. Nevertheless, she did manage to teach me how to read music and she instilled in me a love for music and singing.
Mama gave birth to three more children after I was born: Stephen, Christina and Robert. A few years later, she and Daddy adopted their two grandsons, Russell and Kevin, bringing the total of children that they raised to nine.
After Daddy retired, he and Mama were called to be workers in the Church's temple in Dallas. They would make the long drive to Dallas once a week and work all day before returning home.
Mama's failing health and advancing dementia meant that they had to stop working in the temple since she was having a hard time remembering what she was supposed to do.
Mama passed from this life on April 12, 2015, just two days after Daddy's 80th birthday. Dorothy told me she thinks Mama waited to pass on until after Daddy's birthday so she wouldn't ruin it for him.
Today is Mom's birthday. Born on May 1, 1933, in Las Vegas, NV, she was raised in Logandale, NV. She grew up as an only child, her only sibling having been stillborn 3 years earlier. However, she had a whole family of double first-cousins just down the road.
She attended elementary school at Logandale Elementary, where her mother was the school librarian. Since neither of her parents ever learned to drive a car, she and Grandma would walk to school together in the morning and walk home together in the afternoon. It was only about half of a mile, so the walk wasn't much to speak of, especially since they would pass right by the home of her cousins.
Growing up in a "Mormon" community, she was baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints at the age of 8, but was never actively involved in Church activities while she was growing up.
The high school was in nearby Overton and she rode the school bus. She would be picked up at the elementary school after accompanying her mother on the walk into town. In the afternoon, the bus would drop her off at the elementary school where she would wait for her mother to finish her work in the library and then they would walk home together.
After graduating from high school, she got married to, as she put it in a conversation with me once, "the first guy that ever paid attention to her." She soon found out that he wasn't such a good catch.
Their first child, Esther, was born in Las Vegas in 1952. Soon after that, they moved to the Los Angeles area. There, two more children (Gary and Dorothy) joined Mama's growing family. Somewhere along the way, she got tired of her husband's carousing and constant drunkenness and she kicked him out.
During her time in the Los Angeles area, she worked for American Greetings and another company called The Boylin Group. (I don't remember what she said this company did and I may have spelled it wrong.)
As a single mother of three children under the age of 6, she was sought out by members of the Church and she became active in the Church. She came to know the family of this guy named Martin Allen Muckleroy through her association with the Church.
In January of 1958, Martin Muckleroy set her up on a blind date with his nephew, Charles Muckleroy. Three weeks later they drove to Las Vegas where they could buy a marriage license and get married immediately. (California had a waiting period due to a required blood test in order to get married.) One week with her new husband was all she would get before his shore leave from the US Navy was up and he had to report back for duty.
Two years later, his enlistment was up and he packed up Mama and the three children in a well-used 1949 DeSoto and drove to their new home in Texas. They rented a small house near Hallsville, TX, until it burned on New Year's Eve, less than three months after my birth in 1962. They lived in a succession of (I think) 3 more small rentals before moving to the property in the Old Diana community where they would put down roots and raise their growing family.
Mama told me that after her arrival in Texas, Daddy would introduce her to members of his extended family. One day, Mama was at home when a knock came at the door. When she answered the door, there stood a woman she did not recognize. She introduced herself as Albertine Fowler, one of Charles' cousins. Albertine told me that after she introduced herself, Mama said, "Charles has too many cousins!"
After settling in Old Diana, Mama quickly became very active in the Church and spent many years teaching the little children in the Primary program. During the time that Primary classes were held on Tuesday afternoon, she met with the Bishop and explained to him that it was impossible for her children to attend Primary since she did not drive. The Bishop gave her the responsibility of teaching her children at home and our little Primary group sometimes included John Gordon, who lived around the corner from us, and the children of Lloyd and Gail Stanley, who lived next door.
In addition to teaching Primary, Mama loved to sing. I remember when I was very little, she would sing while doing her house work. She especially like to sing the hymns of the Church. She also had an old wind-up RCA-Victor phonograph and a lot of 78-RPM records to play on it. She also had an upright grand piano from the old Kelsey meetinghouse that they had won in an auction. She tried to teach me how to play the piano, but I, as a hyperactive little boy, had more important things to do. Nevertheless, she did manage to teach me how to read music and she instilled in me a love for music and singing.
Mama gave birth to three more children after I was born: Stephen, Christina and Robert. A few years later, she and Daddy adopted their two grandsons, Russell and Kevin, bringing the total of children that they raised to nine.
After Daddy retired, he and Mama were called to be workers in the Church's temple in Dallas. They would make the long drive to Dallas once a week and work all day before returning home.
Mama's failing health and advancing dementia meant that they had to stop working in the temple since she was having a hard time remembering what she was supposed to do.
Mama passed from this life on April 12, 2015, just two days after Daddy's 80th birthday. Dorothy told me she thinks Mama waited to pass on until after Daddy's birthday so she wouldn't ruin it for him.
Today is Mom's (Mary Ellen Lyman, Albert Alonzo, Stephen Alonzo, Priscilla Turley) birthday. Born on May 1, 1933, in Las Vegas, NV, she was raised in Logandale, NV. She grew up as an only child, her only sibling having been stillborn 3 years earlier. However, she had a whole family of double first-cousins just down the road.She attended elementary school at Logandale Elementary, where her mother was the school librarian. Since neither of her parents ever learned to drive a car, she and Grandma would walk to school together in the morning and walk home together in the afternoon. It was only about half of a mile, so the walk wasn't much to speak of, especially since they would pass right by the home of her cousins.
Growing up in a "Mormon" community, she was baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints at the age of 8, but was never actively involved in Church activities while she was growing up.
The high school was in nearby Overton and she rode the school bus. She would be picked up at the elementary school after accompanying her mother on the walk into town. In the afternoon, the bus would drop her off at the elementary school where she would wait for her mother to finish her work in the library and then they would walk home together.
After graduating from high school, she got married to, as she put it in a conversation with me once, "the first guy that ever paid attention to her." She soon found out that he wasn't such a good catch.
Their first child, Esther, was born in Las Vegas in 1952. Soon after that, they moved to the Los Angeles area. There, two more children (Gary and Dorothy) joined Mama's growing family. Somewhere along the way, she got tired of her husband's carousing and constant drunkenness and she kicked him out.
During her time in the Los Angeles area, she worked for American Greetings and another company called The Boylin Group. (I don't remember what she said this company did and I may have spelled it wrong.)
As a single mother of three children under the age of 6, she was sought out by members of the Church and she became active in the Church. She came to know the family of this guy named Martin Allen Muckleroy through her association with the Church.
In January of 1958, Martin Muckleroy set her up on a blind date with his nephew, Charles Muckleroy. Three weeks later they drove to Las Vegas where they could buy a marriage license and get married immediately. (California had a waiting period due to a required blood test in order to get married.) One week with her new husband was all she would get before his shore leave from the US Navy was up and he had to report back for duty.
Two years later, his enlistment was up and he packed up Mama and the three children in a well-used 1949 DeSoto and drove to their new home in Texas. They rented a small house near Hallsville, TX, until it burned on New Year's Eve, less than three months after my birth in 1962. They lived in a succession of (I think) 3 more small rentals before moving to the property in the Old Diana community where they would put down roots and raise their growing family.
Mama told me that after her arrival in Texas, Daddy would introduce her to members of his extended family. One day, Mama was at home when a knock came at the door. When she answered the door, there stood a woman she did not recognize. She introduced herself as Albertine Fowler, one of Charles' cousins. Albertine told me that after she introduced herself, Mama said, "Charles has too many cousins!"
After settling in Old Diana, Mama quickly became very active in the Church and spent many years teaching the little children in the Primary program. During the time that Primary classes were held on Tuesday afternoon, she met with the Bishop and explained to him that it was impossible for her children to attend Primary since she did not drive. The Bishop gave her the responsibility of teaching her children at home and our little Primary group sometimes included John Gordon, who lived around the corner from us, and the children of Lloyd and Gail Stanley, who lived next door.
In addition to teaching Primary, Mama loved to sing. I remember when I was very little, she would sing while doing her house work. She especially like to sing the hymns of the Church. She also had an old wind-up RCA-Victor phonograph and a lot of 78-RPM records to play on it. She also had an upright grand piano from the old Kelsey meetinghouse that they had won in an auction. She tried to teach me how to play the piano, but I, as a hyperactive little boy, had more important things to do. Nevertheless, she did manage to teach me how to read music and she instilled in me a love for music and singing.
Mama gave birth to three more children after I was born: Stephen, Christina and Robert. A few years later, she and Daddy adopted their two grandsons, Russell and Kevin, bringing the total of children that they raised to nine.
After Daddy retired, he and Mama were called to be workers in the Church's temple in Dallas. They would make the long drive to Dallas once a week and work all day before returning home.
Mama's failing health and advancing dementia meant that they had to stop working in the temple since she was having a hard time remembering what she was supposed to do.
Mama passed from this life on April 12, 2015, just two days after Daddy's 80th birthday. Dorothy told me she thinks Mama waited to pass on until after Daddy's birthday so she wouldn't ruin it for him.
Today is Mom's birthday. Born on May 1, 1933, in Las Vegas, NV, she was raised in Logandale, NV. She grew up as an only child, her only sibling having been stillborn 3 years earlier. However, she had a whole family of double first-cousins just down the road.
She attended elementary school at Logandale Elementary, where her mother was the school librarian. Since neither of her parents ever learned to drive a car, she and Grandma would walk to school together in the morning and walk home together in the afternoon. It was only about half of a mile, so the walk wasn't much to speak of, especially since they would pass right by the home of her cousins.
Growing up in a "Mormon" community, she was baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints at the age of 8, but was never actively involved in Church activities while she was growing up.
The high school was in nearby Overton and she rode the school bus. She would be picked up at the elementary school after accompanying her mother on the walk into town. In the afternoon, the bus would drop her off at the elementary school where she would wait for her mother to finish her work in the library and then they would walk home together.
After graduating from high school, she got married to, as she put it in a conversation with me once, "the first guy that ever paid attention to her." She soon found out that he wasn't such a good catch.
Their first child, Esther, was born in Las Vegas in 1952. Soon after that, they moved to the Los Angeles area. There, two more children (Gary and Dorothy) joined Mama's growing family. Somewhere along the way, she got tired of her husband's carousing and constant drunkenness and she kicked him out.
During her time in the Los Angeles area, she worked for American Greetings and another company called The Boylin Group. (I don't remember what she said this company did and I may have spelled it wrong.)
As a single mother of three children under the age of 6, she was sought out by members of the Church and she became active in the Church. She came to know the family of this guy named Martin Allen Muckleroy through her association with the Church.
In January of 1958, Martin Muckleroy set her up on a blind date with his nephew, Charles Muckleroy. Three weeks later they drove to Las Vegas where they could buy a marriage license and get married immediately. (California had a waiting period due to a required blood test in order to get married.) One week with her new husband was all she would get before his shore leave from the US Navy was up and he had to report back for duty.
Two years later, his enlistment was up and he packed up Mama and the three children in a well-used 1949 DeSoto and drove to their new home in Texas. They rented a small house near Hallsville, TX, until it burned on New Year's Eve, less than three months after my birth in 1962. They lived in a succession of (I think) 3 more small rentals before moving to the property in the Old Diana community where they would put down roots and raise their growing family.
Mama told me that after her arrival in Texas, Daddy would introduce her to members of his extended family. One day, Mama was at home when a knock came at the door. When she answered the door, there stood a woman she did not recognize. She introduced herself as Albertine Fowler, one of Charles' cousins. Albertine told me that after she introduced herself, Mama said, "Charles has too many cousins!"
After settling in Old Diana, Mama quickly became very active in the Church and spent many years teaching the little children in the Primary program. During the time that Primary classes were held on Tuesday afternoon, she met with the Bishop and explained to him that it was impossible for her children to attend Primary since she did not drive. The Bishop gave her the responsibility of teaching her children at home and our little Primary group sometimes included John Gordon, who lived around the corner from us, and the children of Lloyd and Gail Stanley, who lived next door.
In addition to teaching Primary, Mama loved to sing. I remember when I was very little, she would sing while doing her house work. She especially like to sing the hymns of the Church. She also had an old wind-up RCA-Victor phonograph and a lot of 78-RPM records to play on it. She also had an upright grand piano from the old Kelsey meetinghouse that they had won in an auction. She tried to teach me how to play the piano, but I, as a hyperactive little boy, had more important things to do. Nevertheless, she did manage to teach me how to read music and she instilled in me a love for music and singing.
Mama gave birth to three more children after I was born: Stephen, Christina and Robert. A few years later, she and Daddy adopted their two grandsons, Russell and Kevin, bringing the total of children that they raised to nine.
After Daddy retired, he and Mama were called to be workers in the Church's temple in Dallas. They would make the long drive to Dallas once a week and work all day before returning home.
Mama's failing health and advancing dementia meant that they had to stop working in the temple since she was having a hard time remembering what she was supposed to do.
Mama passed from this life on April 12, 2015, just two days after Daddy's 80th birthday. Dorothy told me she thinks Mama waited to pass on until after Daddy's birthday so she wouldn't ruin it for him.
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Six children: Theodore, Ira Depo, Isaac Newton, Albert Augustus, Stephen Alonzo, and Frances Priscilla
Married Priscilla Turley Jan. 17, 1846, Nauvoo, Ill. (daughter of Theodore Turley and Frances Kimberley, former pioneer Oct. 17, 1848, Amasa M. Lyman company). She was born June 1, 1829, Toronto, Canada.
Their children:
Theodore Kimberley b. April 13, 1853, m. Elizabeth Duggins Dec. 29, 1875;
Ira Depo b. April 30, 1855, m. Elizabeth Ann Rowley Jan. 1, 1878;
Isaac Newton b. Oct, 18, 1857, d. Sept. 27, 1858, Parowan;
Albert Augustus b. Oct. 5, 1859, d. Oct. 25, 1860, Minersville, Utah;
Stephen Alonzo b. Aug. 11, 1865, m. Ellen King Dec. 24, 1887;
Frances Priscilla b. July 21, 1868, m. Robert Edward Barry April 20, 1884.
Family resided Salt Lake City and Fillmore, Utah, and San Bernardino, Cal.
Their children:
Theodore Kimberley b. April 13, 1853, m. Elizabeth Duggins Dec. 29, 1875;
Ira Depo b. April 30, 1855, m. Elizabeth Ann Rowley Jan. 1, 1878;
Isaac Newton b. Oct, 18, 1857, d. Sept. 27, 1858, Parowan;
Albert Augustus b. Oct. 5, 1859, d. Oct. 25, 1860, Minersville, Utah;
Stephen Alonzo b. Aug. 11, 1865, m. Ellen King Dec. 24, 1887;
Frances Priscilla b. July 21, 1868, m. Robert Edward Barry April 20, 1884.
Family resided Salt Lake City and Fillmore, Utah, and San Bernardino, Cal.
Daughter of Theodore Turley and Frances Amelia Kimberley
Married Amasa Mason Lyman, 17 Jan 1848, Nauvoo, Hancock, Illinois
Children - Albert Augustus Lyman, Isaac Newton Lyman, Theodore Kimberly Lyman, Ira Depo Lyman, Frances Priscilla Lyman, Stephen Alonzo Lyman
History - Priscilla Turley was born June 1, 1829 in Toronto, Canada, the daughter of Theodore and Frances Kimberly Turley, early converts of the Mormon Church. She became the seventh wife of Amasa Lyman January 16, 1846, when she was sixteen years of age, and came to Utah with Brigham Young's company of 1848. She went with her husband across the desert to San Bernardino in 1851. Two children were born to her in the little Mormon colony, Theodore and Ira. When Cornelia became ill while living there, Priscilla took care of her two sons, Lorenzo and Henry, along with her own. Set apart as a midwife she helped bring into the world many new lives. She was affectionately called "Mother Persillie."
When the Saints returned to Utah in 1858 Priscilla went back to her former home in Fillmore, Millard county. Here four children were born to her, two dying in infancy. After her two eldest sons were married the family went to Idaho and there Lyman Town, situated between two forks of the Snake river, came into existence. When her eldest son's wife died, Priscilla took the three motherless children into her heart and home. Her only daughter had married young and lived nearby. In 1886, Priscilla, with this part of the Lyman family, returned to California and established a home near San Bernardino. After the death of her daughter she helped with the rearing of her three little girls.
Priscilla Turley Lyman was truly a pioneer. She passed away in Redlands September 20, 1904 and was buried in nearby Colton, California. — Priscilla Lyman Rice
Married Amasa Mason Lyman, 17 Jan 1848, Nauvoo, Hancock, Illinois
Children - Albert Augustus Lyman, Isaac Newton Lyman, Theodore Kimberly Lyman, Ira Depo Lyman, Frances Priscilla Lyman, Stephen Alonzo Lyman
History - Priscilla Turley was born June 1, 1829 in Toronto, Canada, the daughter of Theodore and Frances Kimberly Turley, early converts of the Mormon Church. She became the seventh wife of Amasa Lyman January 16, 1846, when she was sixteen years of age, and came to Utah with Brigham Young's company of 1848. She went with her husband across the desert to San Bernardino in 1851. Two children were born to her in the little Mormon colony, Theodore and Ira. When Cornelia became ill while living there, Priscilla took care of her two sons, Lorenzo and Henry, along with her own. Set apart as a midwife she helped bring into the world many new lives. She was affectionately called "Mother Persillie."
When the Saints returned to Utah in 1858 Priscilla went back to her former home in Fillmore, Millard county. Here four children were born to her, two dying in infancy. After her two eldest sons were married the family went to Idaho and there Lyman Town, situated between two forks of the Snake river, came into existence. When her eldest son's wife died, Priscilla took the three motherless children into her heart and home. Her only daughter had married young and lived nearby. In 1886, Priscilla, with this part of the Lyman family, returned to California and established a home near San Bernardino. After the death of her daughter she helped with the rearing of her three little girls.
Priscilla Turley Lyman was truly a pioneer. She passed away in Redlands September 20, 1904 and was buried in nearby Colton, California. — Priscilla Lyman Rice
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Ranch, Riverside, CA Nov 26, 1896
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