I, Adele Carson, was born on April 10, 1919 to George Lester Carson and Leona Flossie Wakefield Carson, in a small bedroom of mygrandparents home. Mrs. Hadfield, who was a mid-wife couldn’t be there so Mrs. Jane Richins, a mother of twelve, assisted in the birth.
One day mother put me in a large wooden Cream of Wheat box by the side of the house at the Carson ranch sixteen miles north of Grouse Creek. She was scrubbing clothes on a washboard. When she turned to check on me, there was a big old rattle snake curled up on the foundation close to me. Mom yelled and jerked the box away and the snake was ready to fight immediately. Mom saved my life.
I barely remember but mother told me that one of our very first Christmas holidays that we waded through deep snow and found a small cedar or juniper tree. It was a brown color like it had died, but Mother built a fire out of bark, which makes a dense smoke and rolled the tree in the smoke and the tree turned a lovely green color. I helped her make decorations by wrapping lead foil around marbles, spools or anything we could use and tied them on the tree with red string. That was our first Christmas tree. Another time we were on the desert with the sheep. Grandpa Carson sent me a little doll with a soft body and a china head. I dropped it and broke the head. My Aunt Sarah Grace Tanner sent me two wax dolls and two little plates. We had a little candy and that was our Christmas.
I was happy when my baby sister Venice was born on July 19, 1925. I was six years old and I stayed with Grandma Wakefield while mother was in Burley, Idaho for the ten days after Venice was born.
We lived at the ranch winter and summer, so I had no playmates since we were sixteen miles away from anyone. I learned to ride horses and feed little lambs without a mother. I had a dog, which was a good pal most of the time.
As I grew older, I was sent many times by horseback to check on the cattle and watering troughs on the range. I had no fear of being alone because I knew every area of the range that Dad would ask me to check.
I was baptized on July 12, 1927 by Elmer Kimber and confirmed a member of the LDS Church by David H. Toyn in Grouse Creek.
I went to school at Grouse Creek from first to the tenth grade. I was in school plays and other activities. I was very good with readings so I had many chances to perform. My Uncle Don Wakefield directed many of the plays and activities I was involved in.
I was very good at setting and combing hair. On special occasion, I was busy all day doing hair, then combing it out when it was time for the activities. I was usually late because I was the last one to get ready.
I went to Salem, Utah and lived with my Carson grandparents to finish High school at Spanish Fork, graduating in the spring of 1937. There I met a very special friend, Delma Hinze from Payson, Utah. She introduced me to her brother, Phillip M. Hinze. We were married in Ogden on June 6, 1939.
I worked for an elderly man (Edward Horrocks) in Ogden. He owned an apparel store in Ogden. I did the housekeeping and prepared his meals in his big beautiful home. I lived at Mr. Horrocks’ home while Phillip attended Utah State University in Logan. There were many free hours during the day, so I enrolled at Heap Beauty School.
After Phillip graduated from Utah State University, he entered Veterinary School in Fort Collins, Colorado. We managed an apartment house to help with the rent and normal living while he went to school to earn his doctorate. We then moved to the Carnation Farm in Carnation, Washington.
Over the years we lived in many lovely places in Utah, Colorado, Washington, and Idaho.
We enjoyed our vacations back at the ranch, and in Ogden after my parents retired and sold the ranch. We enjoyed taking them with us on a few trips. I stayed with my parents for three weeks while Venice was in Europe. I really enjoyed being with them, eating lunch out everyday and just relaxing.
Phillip and I were sealed for time and eternity in the Logan Temple on May 5, 1965. We were blessed with three fine sons and two lovely daughters.
Adele’s health was not good and she was up and down most of the time. She was preparing her Spiritual Living Relief Society lesson on July 28, 1981. She commented that it was more difficult to memorize things than it used to be.
Her daughter, Renee’ found her dead about 5:30 a.m. on July 29, 1981. They were living in Pocatello, Idaho at the time. A lovely funeral service was held in Pocatello by members of her family. She was buried on August 1, 1981 in the Ogden City cemetery.