Diane and I had been dating for just a month when we became engaged. This occurred at the front of the Provo LDS Temple where we were sitting around the fountain. As she opened the wrapping, she noticed a toy stuffed cow and inscribed upon its body were the words "To...
[While I was serving my mission in The Netherlands, I received a letter dated 17 Dec 1964 from my grandfather's niece (my cousin, Ardes Adams) which read: ". . . We expect a big day on your grandpa's birthday. . . . Your mother and I wrote a ditty about him...
The Payson Chronicle came out with a news article "Golden Adams Now a Certified Legacy Advisor" today, 19 Sep 2012. Along with the article is a photo of me holding the new "Legacy Matters" Program launced earlier this month. It will be interesting to see if I have any contacts as...
In 1994 my wife, Diane, was called as the Relief Society President in our LDS ward. In preparation for her first Relief Society Visiting Conference (for female members of the church who have been called to visit the homes of the sisters in the ward each month), she was at a...
This week's prompt - "Topic: Holiday Activities. So much can happen in only a few short days but there is always one thing that should stand out. By reflecting upon the weekend" . . , I will share a memory while it is fresh on my mind. On Labor Day, Monday...
. . . lived on sego lily bulbs and thistle roots. They were grateful to find mushrooms growing from under the shavings of the logs with which they had built the house .
It was a very hot afternoon in the summer of about 1961 as I was involved in moving sprinkler pipe on the "dry farm". Elsewhere on the farm, workers were hauling baled hay. My grandfather, W.A. Adams was busy harrowing in the same field where I was moving sprinklers. He was...
What are the things that make me most proud of my country?
Now I’d like to introduce this fine lot
From Papa to Doyle – the very last tot.
When I was about four years old, mom and dad had finished the home on the farm at East Garland, Utah where I would grow up. We had been living in Tremonton in two different homes, at different times, on North Tremont Street where my grandfather, W.A. Adams had remodeled and...
Each year, we have had the tradition to get together as family--Diane and me and our posterity-- for a couple of days. This year, we opted to use bonus time at Park Plaze Resort in Park City, Utah where Diane and I are owners. The six families (ours and our five...
Over 200 descendants of Bertha Willis were among the members of the congregation at the devotional service. . .
My youngest sister, Gloria (Adams) Schneider loves practical jokes! Eight years ago, when I opened the birthday gift she had sent from Wisconsin for my sixtieth birthday I had no idea what to expect. But as each of my sliblings, Lloyd, Jan, and Steve subsesquently received similar "packages" when they turned...
I remember by grandpa W.A. Adams giving me a bit of his wisdom. He always liked to share slogans and sayings, and had lots of them to share with others. I remember one in particular. In his nineties, there were times that he could see that I was frustrated as a...
My maternal great-grandmother, Hilje Mulder Folkers, and I had a special relationship when I was a very young, and this relationship still affects me emotionally some 65 years later. Opoo had lost her husband before I was born, and she was living with my grandparents, Hermannus Thiessens and Henrietta Folkers. When...
In August, 1958 at the age of fourteen years (4), I was given the opportunity to spend a few days in Salt Lake City, Utah with my grandmother Thiessens, affectionately nicknamed "Mumpsy". This was to be a special outing, just Mumpsy and me. As we walked along Main Street, I remember...
Newspapers may just give us the "story behind the story!"
I remember that when the Saturday before Easter came, our family would go to Tremonton (about 7 miles away from the farm where we lived in East Garland) to grandpa and grandma Adams' house. About a block away, the public library was situated on a large lot and an East egg...
Several years ago, when my oldest son Aaron was going to college studying nursing, he and I were working on an automobile and we needed a part to finish up the job. I called one of the local wrecking yards and found that they had just the part that we needed. ...
In 1974 I was living in Provo, Utah and had the opportunity to have been ordained a Seventy in The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints the previous year. The Seventies Mission Bookstore was located on the block between First North and Second North and First West in Provo. Proceeds...