Our family history blog. Each week, Steve and I will share something we have discovered during the week from our family history. We will have three categories: Lambson/Montague/Jackman, Young/Fraedrich, and Steve and Jeanne Stories. Steve will be the contributor for the Lambson/Montague/Jackman category, Jeanne for the Young/Fraedrich, and we will trade off on the Steve/Jeanne Stories, so we will identify each week who is contributing. We may not address all three each week, however.
Steve and Jeanne Stories
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| Jeanne, Steve, Iola Lambson |
This photo was taken at our wedding reception in La Habra, California - one week after we were married on January 31, 1975. I thought I would share the portion of the letter I wrote to my parents which first informed them of a person named Steve Lambson. (my comments in parenthesis)
October 30, 1974
Dear Dad, Mom, and Juli
HAPPY HALLOWEEN! It is dark and stormy today but still no snow down here. It was good to talk to you yesterday. I'm sorry I didn't write but last week was so HECTIC! I spent every spare minute on my English paper so I could finish it by Wednesday because Darlene (dorm-mate) offered to type it while I was in Tucson (BYU Cougar Band trip). The trip was fantastic. It was good to get away for awhile and I also met a guy. He's in band, so I knew him before but we never got together until the trip. His name is Steve Lambson; he's "tall, dark, and handsome", funny, spiritual, smart, and we really like each other. He's 21, a R.M from the midwest mission, and he lives in Orem. We don't know how serious we are about each other because it happened so fast, and maybe nothing will become of it but we realize that time is important (whatever THAT means!). Anyway, I spent most of the trip with him....
Six sentences is all I wrote about him. Now, this letter was written on a Wednesday. My parents likely received it on Saturday, November 2nd. Steve and I fasted about each other on Sunday, November 3rd and he proposed THAT NIGHT!!! And, we called my folks on Monday, November 4th to tell them about our engagement! WHAT WERE WE THINKING????? But, it sure made sense to us at the time. And, look how far we have come....
Lambson/Montague/Jackman Stories
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| Gertrude and daughters Erma, Vera, and Iola |
This is an account of a vison my
grandmother, Gertrude (Jackman) Montague had concerning her baby brother
Shirley. It is taken from the history of
Daniel Wells Jackman, my great-grandfather.
Daniel Wells Jackman – “We were
surprised by the Choir on the evening of the first of February, 1904. It was a very pleasant affair and we all
enjoyed it very much. I had been
assisting them to learn hymns and tunes and they seemed to appreciate my
labors. They made my dear wife
acquainted with what they wished to do, and she had a chance to prepare for
it. I knew she was preparing for a
surprise, but I thought it was to be on Gertrude, as it was her eleventh
birthday. But when the crowd came in, instead
of her schoolmates, I faced the members of the choir. We all enjoyed ourselves…even to our sweet
little 21-month old Shirley. When the
crowd was leaving, he stood in the middle of the floor and shook hands with
almost all the people and said “Good Night”, receiving a warm kiss from quite a
number. But Oh! How soon scenes and
conditions change. On the 23rd
of February, our sweet baby Shirley was taken with a fever and a cough, which
continued…until the 2nd of March, when it seemed to please God, Our
Heavenly Father, to take him home again.
He died at 11:15 a.m. without a struggle…and we are left in great
sorrow. But we have reason to rejoice…The
night before he died, my wife’s sister-in-law, William Marble’s wife, dreamed
she saw, or in fact almost thinks she did see my wife’s mother, and talked with
her. Among other things she said she did
not have time to stop as she was just here on an errand. That errand proved to be to accompany our
dear baby home. On the 3rd of
March, my sister-in-law and two of my wife’s sisters-in-law and a sister,
Esther Gray, had prepared some lovely clothing for the baby, dressed him and
placed him in his little coffin neatly trimmed, and …all of the family went
into the room to look at him. Of course
we were all overcome and weeping bitterly at having to be called upon to view
him in that condition when Lo! Gertrude received a vision in which she saw her Grandmother
Jackman standing there a little way from
the floor with our dear baby in her arms and holding one of his hands in her
own. She looked at my wife, then at the baby, smiled, and disappeared. We feel greatly blesses to know that heavenly
beings should be permitted to come and visit us on this occasion and make known
to us our baby was all right.”
