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| Birth |
1 Jan 1900 |
Heber City, Wasatch, Utah, USA |
| Gender |
Male |
| Died |
20 Jan 1980 |
Hooper, Weber, Utah, USA |
| Buried |
23 Jan 1980 |
Logan Cemetary, Logan, Cache, Utah, USA |
| Person ID |
I43 |
Sorenson Murdock Family |
| Last Modified |
19 Apr 2007 |
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| Father |
Edward Teancum Murdock, b. 25 Jun 1872, Heber City, Wasatch, Utah, USA , d. 13 Mar 1937, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, USA |
| Mother |
Millicent Sophia Gentie Murdoch, b. 21 Aug 1874, Heber City, Wasatch, Utah, USA , d. 7 Feb 1916, Heber City, Wasatch, Utah, USA |
| Married |
9 Dec 1891 |
Heber City, Wasatch, Utah, USA |
| Family ID |
F35 |
Group Sheet |
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| Family 1 |
Sara McAlister, b. 22 Oct 1905, Logan, Cache, Utah, USA , d. 8 Jan 1969, Mesa, Maricopa, Arizona, USA |
| Married |
3 Jun 1931 |
Logan, Cache, Utah, USA |
| Notes |
Married:
- Grandpa and Grandma Murdock were the funnest to go and visit in the summer. Driggs was the coolest town. Everybody knew everybody and I would often have people stop me and tell me how much I looked like my mom. I loved it when G & G would let me walk into town a block away and get the mail. I loved riding the bicycle all over. My most favorite things to do were to go down in the very scary basement and talk on the Ham Radio W7JFA, funny how that sticks with you. Grandpa tried really hard to teach me morse code but I never did catch on, maybe the pool table was to big of a distraction. I also loved to jump from the top floor bedroom into the kitchen, we had to do this when Grandma Sarah wasn't looking. She also had the coolest strawberry full of pennies. I remember Grandma as being really tall and making me pancakes to eat with my friends in Driggs because she had run out of bread for a sandwich. I loved playing in the old cars out back and went on many vacations in my mind. The chicken coop was also a cool place but we could only go in with Grandpa. I mostly remember Grandpa when he came to live with us after Grandma died. We lived about 3 blocks from the school and when grandpa gave us a ride we always went to Bear Lake and back in those 3 short blocks. I always thought my grandpa was an Indian (Native America) which ever one you use, he could always tell the best stories. The house in Driggs was the best. Grandma let us play in all of Aunt Betsys dresses that were stuffed in the cubby holes and I also spent many hours talking on the black phone up in the bedroom. Ahh so many memories.
-Peggy Brown (granddaugther)
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| Last Modified |
19 Apr 2007 |
| Family ID |
F10 |
Group Sheet |
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| Family 2 |
Alice Loretta Christensen Rowe, b. 2 May 1910, d. 28 Aug 1998 |
| Last Modified |
19 Feb 2007 |
| Family ID |
F34 |
Group Sheet |
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 | Married - 3 Jun 1931 - Logan, Cache, Utah, USA |
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| Notes |
- When we used to go and visit Grandpa and Grandma Murdock, it was such a long drive to Driggs. When we got there it seemed like a magical place. There was the pool table, assorted musical instruments, Grandpa's ham radio and various electronic things, the big grate in the hall outside the bathroom to the upstairs and the big white freezer in the basement. There was also the big furnace down there, too. I remember watching and listening to grandpa as he talked on his HAM radio to people all over the world. Sometimes I couldn't understand what they were saying, but I did understand that when they said "W7JFA" they were talking to him.
I remember the ice cream cones that he would make for us. We would go to the basement with him and he would open up the freezer and there was the biggest bucket of ice cream that I had ever seen, it must have been at least 10 gallons! (Atleast I thought so from my limited years). He didn't use a ice cream scoop to dish it out with, he used a knife. That way he could get the ice cream all the way down to the bottom of the cone, not like how they did it in the store.
When the time came for us to return home, he always had a box of all day suckers. We got to take 2 or 3 with us for the ride home. I'm not sure that mom appreciated it, but it was great!
Grandpa moved in with us for a few months, after Grandma had died. That had to be the best time ever. He used to have us make our beds and fold up our pajamas at the end of our beds everyday. We got to listen to him do his HAM radio roll call every night at 8:00 pm. He even drove us 2 blocks to school! As we would go driving up the street, he'd miss the turn for the school and say "Ah, let's go to Bear Lake today." We'd yell "Grandpa, we can't! We'll get in trouble!" He'd take the next turn and go around the block and drop us of at school.
Grandpa was also the one that got me interested in playing the violin. He patiently taught me during one of our summer vacations in Driggs. He was such and amazing person.
-Mary Ann Essig (granddaughter)
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