Sarah Amelia Peterson Wilcox, 48, wife of Samuel Orris Wilcox, passed away in the early morning hours, on Monday March 30, 1931, at LDS Hospital in Idaho Falls. She was born January 22, 1883 to Peter Peterson and Kisa Eliza Gustavson Peterson in Grantsville, Utah. On June 9, 1920 she married Samuel Orris Wilcox in the Salt Lake L.D.S. Temple. The couple made their home in Goshen. She is survived by her widower, three children, Helen Amelia, John Oswald, and little Esther; also a sister Esther (Mrs. H.K. Hansen) all of Goshen. Services will be held Friday afternoon at 1:00 p.m., with Bishop Rafel Larson officiating. Interment will be in the Goshen Cemetary, under the direction of Jack Wood of the Dinwoody Funeral Home.
[Obit from the Idaho Falls Daily Post printed on 03-30-1931 page 6, and also on 04-02-1931 page7].
Contributors' Notes:
Sarah, her mother Kisa, sisters Amanda, Ada, and Esther, and brother Alfred, are all buried at the Goshen Cemetery.
Rememberances of Sarah Peterson Wilcox, by Cleora Hansen Summers:
In February 1983, Cleora Hansen Summers (daughter of Esther Peterson Hansen), was asked by several family members to write some of the things she remembered of her Mother's older sister, Sarah Amelia Peterson (who later became the wife of Samuel Orris Wilcox). Here are just a few of those excerpts:
Aunt Sara was born and lived in Grantsville UT, also Hyrum UT, and then moved to Goshen, Bingham County, ID when she was 17. She was a product of a home where life had not been easy. Her mother was the younger wife in a polygamist family. When polygamy ended her mother moved her 5 children to Goshen, ID. They took advantage of the Idaho Homestead Act of 40 acres, in the year 1900.
Sarah was about 5'-6". She was small in the bust, waist, and hips. She moved quickly and worked rapidly. I'm sure she had been a lively, good dancer as a young woman. Sometime between 1910 and 1915, her brother, Alfred (along with help from his cousins, the Stromberg boys from Huntsville Ut), built a home on the farm, known as "The Home Place." Sarah, Alfred, and their Mother lived in this new 2 bedroom home. It had a living room, small kitchen, a pantry under the finished stairs (that led to an unfinished upstairs attic, which they used for lots of storage).
Aunt Sarah was a good cook, an excellent housekeeper, and she always had plenty of fresh milk, fresh butter, and fresh eggs on her pantry shelves. When I close my eyes and think about it, I can almost taste her home-made white bread, baked in the wood stove, and spread with a generous amount of home-churned butter.
Her washing had to be done pretty much on the wash board, but I remember the lovely white wash hung out to dry in just the precise order of first sheets, then pillowcases, then towels, dishtowels, undergarments, and lastly the colored aprons, shirts, socks, rag rugs, etc. It was never a hit or miss arrangement. The clothes were especially white because they always used "blueing". All colored clothes, aprons, shirts, and housedresses, had starch put in them. When they were ironed, they resisted soil and had body to them. A shirt or apron always felt so fresh, after it had been ironed.
Aunt Sarah kept the curtains crisp and clean. It upset her when Dad and Mom brought us children to visit, and we would touch the curtains. Aunt Sara had never had children around except us, so she couldn't understand children or their activities. I'm sure we weren't as tidy as she would have liked, and I'm sure Dad was not anxious for us to go visit too often because of her concerns.
Aunt Sarah was the energetic worker who pitched in wherever she was needed to keep the house in order, the chickens cared for, and if needed to assist with a bucket of feed for the pigs or milk the cow during the busy farming season.
I feel sure there were few things in Aunt Sarah's life she ever had to repent of. I can't ever remember seeing her angry or cross. She had a pleasant attitude, and a good sense of humor. She smiled often and laughed easily, usually putting her hand over her mouth, as if she were embarrassed to be too giggly. I feel sure she had a good self-image, but was somewhat reserved when at church.
I remember we were all there one evening when Uncle Orris asked Grandma if he could marry Aunt Sarah. I'm sure it was not too many months before Grandma's death. So when Grandma died in May of 1920, they felt they should go ahead with their marriage in June, as since Uncle Alfred had died in January of 1919 during the flu epidemic. Grandma's death left Sarah alone. They were married as planned, and Uncle Orris moved into the home Aunt Sarah had inherited from Grandma's estate. There was the house, a big barn, a machine shed, cellar, granary, and other improvements on the south 20 acres. This was to be Aunt Sarah's, and the bare 20 acres on the north went to my mother, Esther. Uncle Orris moved in, and started farming Aunt Sarah's 20 acres. He was geared entirely different from Aunt Sarah. She was the hustler, he was more of a dreamer - a very patient person.
She was somewhat older when she had her children, so it was hard for her to know how to disipline them. I think she was too loving to be at all stern. I remember once when I was there and she had the doctor come, as one of the children was sick. She had all the chairs on their sides so the children couldn't climb on them. The doctor said, "I see you are still living with the children, instead of their living with you".
[Additional rememberances of Sarah Peterson Wilcox, by Cleora Hansen Summers, availabe on hardcopy].
[Obit from the Idaho Falls Daily Post printed on 03-30-1931 page 6, and also on 04-02-1931 page7].
Contributors' Notes:
Sarah, her mother Kisa, sisters Amanda, Ada, and Esther, and brother Alfred, are all buried at the Goshen Cemetery.
Rememberances of Sarah Peterson Wilcox, by Cleora Hansen Summers:
In February 1983, Cleora Hansen Summers (daughter of Esther Peterson Hansen), was asked by several family members to write some of the things she remembered of her Mother's older sister, Sarah Amelia Peterson (who later became the wife of Samuel Orris Wilcox). Here are just a few of those excerpts:
Aunt Sara was born and lived in Grantsville UT, also Hyrum UT, and then moved to Goshen, Bingham County, ID when she was 17. She was a product of a home where life had not been easy. Her mother was the younger wife in a polygamist family. When polygamy ended her mother moved her 5 children to Goshen, ID. They took advantage of the Idaho Homestead Act of 40 acres, in the year 1900.
Sarah was about 5'-6". She was small in the bust, waist, and hips. She moved quickly and worked rapidly. I'm sure she had been a lively, good dancer as a young woman. Sometime between 1910 and 1915, her brother, Alfred (along with help from his cousins, the Stromberg boys from Huntsville Ut), built a home on the farm, known as "The Home Place." Sarah, Alfred, and their Mother lived in this new 2 bedroom home. It had a living room, small kitchen, a pantry under the finished stairs (that led to an unfinished upstairs attic, which they used for lots of storage).
Aunt Sarah was a good cook, an excellent housekeeper, and she always had plenty of fresh milk, fresh butter, and fresh eggs on her pantry shelves. When I close my eyes and think about it, I can almost taste her home-made white bread, baked in the wood stove, and spread with a generous amount of home-churned butter.
Her washing had to be done pretty much on the wash board, but I remember the lovely white wash hung out to dry in just the precise order of first sheets, then pillowcases, then towels, dishtowels, undergarments, and lastly the colored aprons, shirts, socks, rag rugs, etc. It was never a hit or miss arrangement. The clothes were especially white because they always used "blueing". All colored clothes, aprons, shirts, and housedresses, had starch put in them. When they were ironed, they resisted soil and had body to them. A shirt or apron always felt so fresh, after it had been ironed.
Aunt Sarah kept the curtains crisp and clean. It upset her when Dad and Mom brought us children to visit, and we would touch the curtains. Aunt Sara had never had children around except us, so she couldn't understand children or their activities. I'm sure we weren't as tidy as she would have liked, and I'm sure Dad was not anxious for us to go visit too often because of her concerns.
Aunt Sarah was the energetic worker who pitched in wherever she was needed to keep the house in order, the chickens cared for, and if needed to assist with a bucket of feed for the pigs or milk the cow during the busy farming season.
I feel sure there were few things in Aunt Sarah's life she ever had to repent of. I can't ever remember seeing her angry or cross. She had a pleasant attitude, and a good sense of humor. She smiled often and laughed easily, usually putting her hand over her mouth, as if she were embarrassed to be too giggly. I feel sure she had a good self-image, but was somewhat reserved when at church.
I remember we were all there one evening when Uncle Orris asked Grandma if he could marry Aunt Sarah. I'm sure it was not too many months before Grandma's death. So when Grandma died in May of 1920, they felt they should go ahead with their marriage in June, as since Uncle Alfred had died in January of 1919 during the flu epidemic. Grandma's death left Sarah alone. They were married as planned, and Uncle Orris moved into the home Aunt Sarah had inherited from Grandma's estate. There was the house, a big barn, a machine shed, cellar, granary, and other improvements on the south 20 acres. This was to be Aunt Sarah's, and the bare 20 acres on the north went to my mother, Esther. Uncle Orris moved in, and started farming Aunt Sarah's 20 acres. He was geared entirely different from Aunt Sarah. She was the hustler, he was more of a dreamer - a very patient person.
She was somewhat older when she had her children, so it was hard for her to know how to disipline them. I think she was too loving to be at all stern. I remember once when I was there and she had the doctor come, as one of the children was sick. She had all the chairs on their sides so the children couldn't climb on them. The doctor said, "I see you are still living with the children, instead of their living with you".
[Additional rememberances of Sarah Peterson Wilcox, by Cleora Hansen Summers, availabe on hardcopy].
Sarah Amelia Peterson Wilcox, 48, wife of Samuel Orris Wilcox, passed away in the early morning hours, on Monday March 30, 1931, at LDS Hospital in Idaho Falls. She was born January 22, 1883 to Peter Peterson and Kisa Eliza Gustavson Peterson in Grantsville, Utah. On June 9, 1920 she married Samuel Orris Wilcox in the Salt Lake L.D.S. Temple. The couple made their home in Goshen. She is survived by her widower, three children, Helen Amelia, John Oswald, and little Esther; also a sister Esther (Mrs. H.K. Hansen) all of Goshen. Services will be held Friday afternoon at 1:00 p.m., with Bishop Rafel Larson officiating. Interment will be in the Goshen Cemetary, under the direction of Jack Wood of the Dinwoody Funeral Home.
[Obit from the Idaho Falls Daily Post printed on 03-30-1931 page 6, and also on 04-02-1931 page7].
Contributors' Notes:
Sarah, her mother Kisa, sisters Amanda, Ada, and Esther, and brother Alfred, are all buried at the Goshen Cemetery.
Rememberances of Sarah Peterson Wilcox, by Cleora Hansen Summers:
In February 1983, Cleora Hansen Summers (daughter of Esther Peterson Hansen), was asked by several family members to write some of the things she remembered of her Mother's older sister, Sarah Amelia Peterson (who later became the wife of Samuel Orris Wilcox). Here are just a few of those excerpts:
Aunt Sara was born and lived in Grantsville UT, also Hyrum UT, and then moved to Goshen, Bingham County, ID when she was 17. She was a product of a home where life had not been easy. Her mother was the younger wife in a polygamist family. When polygamy ended her mother moved her 5 children to Goshen, ID. They took advantage of the Idaho Homestead Act of 40 acres, in the year 1900.
Sarah was about 5'-6". She was small in the bust, waist, and hips. She moved quickly and worked rapidly. I'm sure she had been a lively, good dancer as a young woman. Sometime between 1910 and 1915, her brother, Alfred (along with help from his cousins, the Stromberg boys from Huntsville Ut), built a home on the farm, known as "The Home Place." Sarah, Alfred, and their Mother lived in this new 2 bedroom home. It had a living room, small kitchen, a pantry under the finished stairs (that led to an unfinished upstairs attic, which they used for lots of storage).
Aunt Sarah was a good cook, an excellent housekeeper, and she always had plenty of fresh milk, fresh butter, and fresh eggs on her pantry shelves. When I close my eyes and think about it, I can almost taste her home-made white bread, baked in the wood stove, and spread with a generous amount of home-churned butter.
Her washing had to be done pretty much on the wash board, but I remember the lovely white wash hung out to dry in just the precise order of first sheets, then pillowcases, then towels, dishtowels, undergarments, and lastly the colored aprons, shirts, socks, rag rugs, etc. It was never a hit or miss arrangement. The clothes were especially white because they always used "blueing". All colored clothes, aprons, shirts, and housedresses, had starch put in them. When they were ironed, they resisted soil and had body to them. A shirt or apron always felt so fresh, after it had been ironed.
Aunt Sarah kept the curtains crisp and clean. It upset her when Dad and Mom brought us children to visit, and we would touch the curtains. Aunt Sara had never had children around except us, so she couldn't understand children or their activities. I'm sure we weren't as tidy as she would have liked, and I'm sure Dad was not anxious for us to go visit too often because of her concerns.
Aunt Sarah was the energetic worker who pitched in wherever she was needed to keep the house in order, the chickens cared for, and if needed to assist with a bucket of feed for the pigs or milk the cow during the busy farming season.
I feel sure there were few things in Aunt Sarah's life she ever had to repent of. I can't ever remember seeing her angry or cross. She had a pleasant attitude, and a good sense of humor. She smiled often and laughed easily, usually putting her hand over her mouth, as if she were embarrassed to be too giggly. I feel sure she had a good self-image, but was somewhat reserved when at church.
I remember we were all there one evening when Uncle Orris asked Grandma if he could marry Aunt Sarah. I'm sure it was not too many months before Grandma's death. So when Grandma died in May of 1920, they felt they should go ahead with their marriage in June, as since Uncle Alfred had died in January of 1919 during the flu epidemic. Grandma's death left Sarah alone. They were married as planned, and Uncle Orris moved into the home Aunt Sarah had inherited from Grandma's estate. There was the house, a big barn, a machine shed, cellar, granary, and other improvements on the south 20 acres. This was to be Aunt Sarah's, and the bare 20 acres on the north went to my mother, Esther. Uncle Orris moved in, and started farming Aunt Sarah's 20 acres. He was geared entirely different from Aunt Sarah. She was the hustler, he was more of a dreamer - a very patient person.
She was somewhat older when she had her children, so it was hard for her to know how to disipline them. I think she was too loving to be at all stern. I remember once when I was there and she had the doctor come, as one of the children was sick. She had all the chairs on their sides so the children couldn't climb on them. The doctor said, "I see you are still living with the children, instead of their living with you".
[Additional rememberances of Sarah Peterson Wilcox, by Cleora Hansen Summers, availabe on hardcopy].
[Obit from the Idaho Falls Daily Post printed on 03-30-1931 page 6, and also on 04-02-1931 page7].
Contributors' Notes:
Sarah, her mother Kisa, sisters Amanda, Ada, and Esther, and brother Alfred, are all buried at the Goshen Cemetery.
Rememberances of Sarah Peterson Wilcox, by Cleora Hansen Summers:
In February 1983, Cleora Hansen Summers (daughter of Esther Peterson Hansen), was asked by several family members to write some of the things she remembered of her Mother's older sister, Sarah Amelia Peterson (who later became the wife of Samuel Orris Wilcox). Here are just a few of those excerpts:
Aunt Sara was born and lived in Grantsville UT, also Hyrum UT, and then moved to Goshen, Bingham County, ID when she was 17. She was a product of a home where life had not been easy. Her mother was the younger wife in a polygamist family. When polygamy ended her mother moved her 5 children to Goshen, ID. They took advantage of the Idaho Homestead Act of 40 acres, in the year 1900.
Sarah was about 5'-6". She was small in the bust, waist, and hips. She moved quickly and worked rapidly. I'm sure she had been a lively, good dancer as a young woman. Sometime between 1910 and 1915, her brother, Alfred (along with help from his cousins, the Stromberg boys from Huntsville Ut), built a home on the farm, known as "The Home Place." Sarah, Alfred, and their Mother lived in this new 2 bedroom home. It had a living room, small kitchen, a pantry under the finished stairs (that led to an unfinished upstairs attic, which they used for lots of storage).
Aunt Sarah was a good cook, an excellent housekeeper, and she always had plenty of fresh milk, fresh butter, and fresh eggs on her pantry shelves. When I close my eyes and think about it, I can almost taste her home-made white bread, baked in the wood stove, and spread with a generous amount of home-churned butter.
Her washing had to be done pretty much on the wash board, but I remember the lovely white wash hung out to dry in just the precise order of first sheets, then pillowcases, then towels, dishtowels, undergarments, and lastly the colored aprons, shirts, socks, rag rugs, etc. It was never a hit or miss arrangement. The clothes were especially white because they always used "blueing". All colored clothes, aprons, shirts, and housedresses, had starch put in them. When they were ironed, they resisted soil and had body to them. A shirt or apron always felt so fresh, after it had been ironed.
Aunt Sarah kept the curtains crisp and clean. It upset her when Dad and Mom brought us children to visit, and we would touch the curtains. Aunt Sara had never had children around except us, so she couldn't understand children or their activities. I'm sure we weren't as tidy as she would have liked, and I'm sure Dad was not anxious for us to go visit too often because of her concerns.
Aunt Sarah was the energetic worker who pitched in wherever she was needed to keep the house in order, the chickens cared for, and if needed to assist with a bucket of feed for the pigs or milk the cow during the busy farming season.
I feel sure there were few things in Aunt Sarah's life she ever had to repent of. I can't ever remember seeing her angry or cross. She had a pleasant attitude, and a good sense of humor. She smiled often and laughed easily, usually putting her hand over her mouth, as if she were embarrassed to be too giggly. I feel sure she had a good self-image, but was somewhat reserved when at church.
I remember we were all there one evening when Uncle Orris asked Grandma if he could marry Aunt Sarah. I'm sure it was not too many months before Grandma's death. So when Grandma died in May of 1920, they felt they should go ahead with their marriage in June, as since Uncle Alfred had died in January of 1919 during the flu epidemic. Grandma's death left Sarah alone. They were married as planned, and Uncle Orris moved into the home Aunt Sarah had inherited from Grandma's estate. There was the house, a big barn, a machine shed, cellar, granary, and other improvements on the south 20 acres. This was to be Aunt Sarah's, and the bare 20 acres on the north went to my mother, Esther. Uncle Orris moved in, and started farming Aunt Sarah's 20 acres. He was geared entirely different from Aunt Sarah. She was the hustler, he was more of a dreamer - a very patient person.
She was somewhat older when she had her children, so it was hard for her to know how to disipline them. I think she was too loving to be at all stern. I remember once when I was there and she had the doctor come, as one of the children was sick. She had all the chairs on their sides so the children couldn't climb on them. The doctor said, "I see you are still living with the children, instead of their living with you".
[Additional rememberances of Sarah Peterson Wilcox, by Cleora Hansen Summers, availabe on hardcopy].
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