Veron B Phillips and his twin brother Virgil S Phillips was born on 16 Aug 1910 at home 1025 South 8th East, Salt Lake City, Utah to John Edward Phillips and Emma Eliza Street. At the time of their birth, there were 5 other Phillips children born to this couple. Minnie (1900), Lawrence (1901), Mildred (1904), Hyrum (1906) and Della (1908). Veron was born first at 3:10 p.m.

On 14 March 1930 Veron married Margaret Caroline Marrow.

Margaret and Veron eventually had six children, four boys and two girls.

During their married life, Veron and Margaret lived in various parts of Idaho. In 1932 they lived in Atlanta and Mackay. While in Mackay, Veron went to work for the U.S. Forest Service as a mechanic and truck driver.

Four of Margaret and Veron’s children were born in Mackay: In 1939, they all moved to Challis where their 5th child was born. After a few months, they went back to Mackay and then on to Boise in 1940.

Shortly after their move to Boise, their third son Jimmy was hit by a car and killed. This happened in front of their house when Jimmy was on his way to school.

In June of 1943, Veron went to Edmonton, Alberta, Canada to work on the Alcan Highway as equipment inspector for the Public Administration. After three months, Margaret injured her back, and it was necessary for Veron to return to Boise. He went back to work for the Forest Service and worked there for the rest of his life.

Interestingly, the Forest Service was trying to have him declared exempt from military service because of his value to them (this was during World War II). At the same time, he was trying to enlist in every branch of the service. He almost made it to the Navy before they noticed that one eye looked different from the other and ran a test. He was blind in one eye due to childhood injuries. So, of course, the Navy wouldn’t take him and the Forest Service got to keep him.

Veron died very unexpectedly in 1956 of an aneurysm, exactly 32 years to the day before his son Posey died of the same thing. Veron had always known that he would die young; he told Margaret so many times, and she always said that he didn’t know what he was talking about. It seems that he did.