Elder and Sister Roeth

Elder and Sister Roeth
Elder and Sister Roeth

Sunday, May 29, 2016

Week of May 22, 2016

Sunday we invited the elders over for dinner. I kept waiting for the second knock on the door but it never came. After they left I picked up another missionary and drove her to her grandmother’s home, which turned out to be about two blocks from our apartment, so she could take pictures. It was a cute house I’d noticed several times on our walks. We then went to visit our friend who fell last week. She is walking with a brace on her leg and seems to be doing very well. She is in much better shape than last time we saw her.

Monday we started with a new group of three missionaries. They now do an hour of shadowing after lunch before coming to us from 2 – 4 pm. It gives us a long lunch, but I was able to pick up some things to take to my friend in rehab. We enjoyed a good visit and I got back just in time for class. I am struggling to get my handouts and presentations organized for the two enrichment classes coming in a couple of weeks. It has been difficult to get a good direction for them for them.

Tuesday I didn’t teach, but I spent the lunch hour doing a little Swedish research. I have been following the trail of a man my records showed died at the age of three months. I was able to follow him for about 28 years—obviously my source was incorrect—to to the point that he was married and had 4 children. That was the point where the Parish registers stop being available so I looked for his death record. I found someone with the same first name and birth date, but there was a different last name. I looked for his wife and found someone with the same first name and birth date but a different last name. I was a little frustrated but the thought came to me that I should look for that last name, which I realized was the same name on both people, and I got a list that included the husband, wife, and two children with the correct birth dates for the family and also a brother of the husband. It was a little odd to me that a family—or two families—would change their last name when they have already established themselves under another name.

Wednesday I taught the Historical Records class which is one of my favorites. I was asked to attend an inservice on the Find, Take, Teach program in the other part of the zone, so Ted taught the second part of the class for me. It was a good meeting and I got some ideas, but I’m not sure exactly how many of the ideas should be incorporated into the classes. I feel we may be trying to give the students everything we have instead of just what they need to get started. During the afternoon I was able to do a bit of work on one of the classes I’ll be teaching. It is a real challenge to adjust a prepared handout to meet my own approach, but I was too far into it when the frustrations set in to start over. I think it will work out.

At lunch I went to the international floor and asked one of the elders about the name change in the Swedish family I’d been working on. He said it was fairly common for families to change their names and it was an easy process. He said the name didn’t really have meaning but it was possible it was the farm the family lived on. The other possibility was that they just wanted a more Swedish name since the previous family name was Finnish. He showed me a Swedish website that listed people. We looked up their new name and found the oldest son who is still alive. It gave his address so I figured Ted could write to him. He took me to another website that listed people’s addresses and phone numbers and found the first son—still no phone number—and the second son with address and phone number. I’m really excited that Ted may be able to contact the family, connect with them, and possibly ask about the name change. I was told they probably would not speak English since they were born as early as 1931, but their children and grandchildren would be able to translate for them. Exciting!

In the evening I attended a presentation by a lady who has restored and created several quilts that are used in historical sites such as the Joseph Smith home in Palmyra. It was fascinating as she described various blocks on a quilt she called the “Joseph and Emma” quilt. She wove Church history into each block as they represented various times in the early part of the Restoration. She also displayed some of her notes and patterns and told us that we were welcome to take pictures and copy anything she had done. I didn’t particularly want to copy them, but I did enjoy seeing them and getting the ideas from them.

Thursday I taught the Guest Assistance class. It went well. This is the closing class for each group where they get to respond to actual questions asked by guests to the library. At the end I shared my testimony of the work and told them they would each do a great job. We have been able to get much closer to this group because it was so small and one lady had tears in her eyes as we closed. As we were working on something one day I noticed her user id was her name and a male name and asked if she and her husband shared an account. She got a little teary as she told me they always did the work together. I think he must have passed away fairly recently. I am amazed at the strength of some of the single sisters.

Friday we didn’t have any classes so we went to the library to work. Ted was able to get some help from a different missionary than usual. I was not aware that he had been able to extend the Finnish lines out about 4 more generations. That’s amazing. I worked on my classes for a couple of hours. While I was trying to get some screen prints for one class I did a search on the husband in the family I’d been working on and found an additional birth record. I began researching one of his sisters and came upon a dead end where I couldn’t figure out where to go next. As I was searching in a third location for a marriage record for her I found the marriage record for her sister that I had not been able to find previously. The Lord works in mysterious ways. It was a real blessing to find this because the sister died young and I didn’t want to lose her records. It has been a real testimony to me of the hand of the Lord in this work. When I come to a dead end, I pray and I frequently have success finding what I was looking for or something else I needed to find. It is a real blessing to be part of this work.

Martha Ann Brockbank Hales, my Great Grandmother

In the afternoon we drove to Spanish Fork Cemetery to see the grave sites for some Hales family members. I found the graves I knew were there, but I had hoped that the headstone for one of the families would list additional children that I have been unable to find. We then went to the Payson Temple. It is beautiful. I especially love the stained glass windows. After that we went to an open house for our nephew’s son and wife. It was a fun party in their backyard and we really enjoyed it.

Payson Utah Temple, stained glass windows

Saturday we drove to Logan to the temple. It is the 2nd oldest temple in Utah and the 2nd oldest operating temple in the Church. As would be expected, the temple grounds were busy with people attending weddings. Afterward we went to The Bluebird, a restaurant that has been in Logan for about 100 years. The drive to and from was beautiful as we drove through the canyon. Fun day!

Logan Temple, 2nd oldest temple in Utah

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