Family history moments: 'Come back'
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In 1961, my wife, Carol, and I drove to Chillicothe, Mo., to gather genealogy information on her mother's paternal line. Her grandfather, Milton Reynolds, had followed his oldest brother to Utah to work in the mines. Carol had always had a desire to go to Missouri to see the ancestral home.
While there, we met a first cousin one-time removed. He took us out to the old family farm to meet other relatives. During that visit, she was able to get about 30 to 36 names.
Carol was somewhat unsatisfied with the first trip because she felt that there were many more names to find and decided another trip was necessary. I did not want to drive another 1,000 miles to see if there were more names. But, at her insistence, I finally agreed and we returned in 1964. She kept telling me that there were people telling her to come back and not leave them there in their graves.
After arriving at the home of a cousin, Edgar Reynolds, in his late 80s, told us that he had not taken us to the old Ward family cemetery and he wanted to right then.
The road to the cemetery went through farm fields, wood lots and across a stream and some more wood lots. A 6-foot fence and a gate all around that was covered with blackberry brambles made it hard to get into the cemetery. The cemetery had recently been given to the city of Chula, Mo., and they had put a lock on the gate.
Finally we were able to get into the cemetary, and as we entered we were able to look at the headstones. My wife realized that she was related to everyone in the cemetery and she copied down names and dates — some even had the parents' names on the headstone.
In total, she was able to get 63 names for her genealogical records. The 84-year-old cousin, Edgar, who took us to the cemetery, found out that one of the graves had a 7-year-old girl's name on it who was a sister that died four years before he was born.
The work was done for those relatives and later on Carol did the work for her cousin Edgar and his wife, Francis, after they had passed away. The Spirit was with Carol and always was before she passed away in October 2011. — Jerrold J. Myrup, Edgemont 2nd Ward, Provo Utah Edgemont Stake