Hyndman Verheek Family Genealogy

Hyndman Verheek Family Genealogy

Missoula City Cemetery in June 2014

In June 2014, Joan, Renee, Addison and I all went to Montana to attend my cousin Gary and Martha's 50th Wedding Anniversary party. We had a wonderful time. One of the things we were able to do is visit the Missoula City Cemetery where many of my family members are buried. It is a beautiful peaceful place. We took pictures of the tomb stones and I wanted to share with you those pictures.

My mother Louise Verheek Hyndman Johnson

Addy standing by Grandma Louise's tombstone

Aunt Florence Verheek Bingham Vargo and Uncle Andrew Vargo
Renee and Addy are placing flowers.

My Grandmother and Grandfather Verheek

Grandmother and Grandfather Verheek and Uncle Herb

My father Charles Benjamin Hyndman

My father Charles Benjamin Hyndman

My Grandfather and Grandmother Hyndman

My Grandmother and Grandfather Hyndman





My Grandmother Hyndman's sister Aunt Mabel Steen and her family

Ogden Temple Open House

August 12, 2014 we had tickets to attend the Ogden Temple Open House. We were to be to the site at 10:30. We parked the cars and walked a block to the Tabernacle where the tour would begin. The weather was sunny and warm. There were lots of people coming and going from the Temple and enjoying the Temple grounds. We were welcomed in the Tabernacle shown a beautiful video explaining the purpose of Temples. Then we were lead to the Temple where they put little cloth booties over our shoes. Then we toured the Temple. It was beautiful! We took pictures after the tour. It is sweet to attend the Temple with family members. I love my family and love the Temple. I desire to be with my family for eternity!!

 

Carolyn, Renee and David

Coco, Renee, Addy, David, Gunnar and Carolyn

 

Renee, Gunnar, Randy, Addy, Coco, Carolyn and David.  Randy was visiting the Tukes' from Montana and was able to attend with us.

Addy was impressed with the fountain.

Movie of African Violets and planters in the yard 2011

Come take a tour of our yard in April 2010... enjoy!!

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Growing up in Nome Alaska - part nine

My dad really enjoyed camping with hunting and fishing. He was a loyal friend and had many friends. There was always someone visiting our home. Mother would serve something yummy like homemade donuts, cookies, pie or cake.

Mother supported dad and would accompany him on some camping trips and making our home a happy place to welcome friends. I remember that my mother fell on the ice when she was pregnant and had to go to the hospital where she had a miscarriage. The doctor told my dad it was a little boy.


I remember taking baths in a round metal tub and thrilled when we bought a long rubber tub. I had a bath then mother washed a few clothes in that water and finally mopped the floors with the water.

It was February 1950 when I received a message that I was not to come home for lunch but to go home with Suzy for lunch. I wondered what was happening and why I couldn't go home for lunch. I went with Suzy for lunch but as soon as we were finished with lunch I didn't go back to school but walked home which was only a few houses from Suzy's house. My mother and Aunt Florence were crying. My dad asked why I didn't go to Suzy's house for lunch. I said I had gone there for lunch but I wanted to come home. My dad took me by the hand and we walked into the living room by the window and he sat down and took me up into his lap. He told me that my Grandma Verheek had died. He was very gentle and loving. He told me mother would need to go to Montana and I would be staying with Suzy while she was gone. He gave me a hug and told me I needed to go back to school I was very sad because I loved my Grandma but did as I was told.

June 25, 1950 the Korean War which was called a military conflict began. So in August of 1950 my parents sent me out to Montana to live with my Aunt Mabel. Mary Louise Lyle and I flew out together on the plane. I was 12 and Mary Louise probably two or three years older than me so we were just young girls traveling alone. The picture shows Mary Louise and I with corsages from her mother and my two good friends Donna Lyle and Suzy Galloway. Mary Louise and I had flown to Fairbanks and then to Seattle. While we were flying to Seattle the men behind us were talking and said that two of the engines on the plane had quit. We were so scared but the plane was able to fly safely to Seattle on the two remaining engines. My father told me he knew about the engines quiting as he was tracking our trip. My parents left Alaska at the end of 1950.

Here are three photos taken at the airport that day. The first is my mother, then me, then me and my friend Suzy Galloway.

It is very interesting what we remember and what we have probably forgotten. I really have tried to do the best I can to share my memories with you and be as accurate as I can.

I loved walking in the crusty snow believing I was walking on little diamonds. When it is snowing and the wind blows it reminds me of the wind and show whipping around making drifts of snow. I recall the midnight sun in the summer with dark shades to keep the light out so we could sleep and the beautiful stars shining on a clear night in the winter. i would look for the big dipper and the north star.

The Alaska flag is so beautiful! There were lots of dogs in Nome and I would feel sorry for those sled dogs that were chained to their little box sheds. You couldn't go near to them though because they would bark and growl at you. I don't want to forget the mosquitoes either and all the jokes how big they were. Mother would try to protect me from the mosquitoes with some kind of repellent when we were on picnics, camping or picking flowers and berries.

Living in Nome Alaska was a memorable opportunity and I remember fondly my loving family, choice friends and terrific experiences. In my autograph book someone wrote...

"Make new friends but keep the old...Some are silver and the others gold."

I'm grateful that I had the unforgettable and memorable experience of living in Nome Alaska!

Growing up in Nome Alaska - part eight

Our phone number in Nome was Main 96 and you had to talk to the operator to connect your phone call. Our mail box number at the Federal building was Box 104. There was no mail delivery so you rented a box and had to go to the Federal building to pick up your mail.

Mother took this picture of me after one snow fall. There was so much snow and Dad was gone working for the Army Engineers. Mother thought she wouldn’t have to go to the bank to work but the President of the bank came to our house and shoveled the snow so mother could go to work and I could go to school.

Some of my friends and I were able to take tap dance lessons. There must have been someone at Marks Air Force Base that could tap dance and they donated their time. It was fun. We were in a program and ordered pajamas from the catalog to wear as costumes.

My parents told me that I was never to let friends come into the house if they weren’t home. One day I had several friends in the house when I saw my mother coming home from work. I had my friends hurry out the back door but mother saw them and she was very unhappy with me. She tried to spank me with her yard stick… I jumped under the table and she broke the yardstick. It was her favorite yard stick and she was not happy with me. This was the only time she every tried to spank me.

I told you near the beginning of my story that we went swimming in a small creek north of Nome called Dry Creek under a little bridge called Red Bridge behind the mining company. Well, I was searching for pictures and I found a couple that I could share. So here they are:

 











One warm day a couple of my friends and I decided to go swimming in the ocean. There was no one around so we took off everything but our underpants and went into the water. It was cold but fun. I remember there was a big drop off as the waves rolled… luckily we were smart and didn’t go into the ocean too far. I don’t remember if I ever told my parents or not. I know they would have been horrified. I found a picture of a different time that we were playing in the ocean. 

My father bought an old boat and was going to repair and restore it. It was parked in our front yard during one summer. Dad had friends from Marks Air Force Base that came often to help dad with his boat. Lt. Jennings was one of the G.I.’s. My mother named the boat “Ben’s Folly”!! So here is a picture of the boat and the guys who were helping my dad repair it. This picture was taken when they took the boat to see if it would float. Not sure what happened with the boat.

One night after we had gone to bed my dad wokeup because he heard someone in our storage room in the back of the house. It was the middle of the night and someone was in our house! My dad woke mother up and told her to get his gun while he got his pants on. The person heard my dad and ran out the back door. It was very scary! I think that experience had a profound effect on me and I still lock all the doors. Here is a picture of my dad, Bill Millhouse and a friend.