[Emron Yancey Family Photos and Documents]

 Emron Yancey was born in Chesterfield Bannock county Idaho the fourth son in a family of fourteen children. My parents were Adam Yancey and Alice Tolman Yancey. Father and mother were among the early settlers of Chesterfield . Chesterfield in those days had an abundance of wild game, sage hens, ducks, and wild geese. Father and our neighbor Nels Hogan use to talk to us boys and go in the wagon hunting sage hens. They would drive thru the fields and sage brush and shoot them from the wagon until they had all they wanted. I saw Nels Hogan ride his horse near a bunch of wild geese and kill three of them with one shot. He gave us one, Fred Bergesons one and kept one for himself. We used to have milked a lot of cows. Mother made butter and shipped it to Woods Cross and got ten cents a pound for it. After we were larger, we boys spent most of our time fishing and hunting, fishing in the Portneuf River.

 In the winter the snow was so deep it covered the fences and when it melted in the spring it would fill every gully. I remember father would tie the box on the sleigh when going to Bancroft so it would not flood off when crossing some of the streams. Our childhood days were spent at home with father and mother, doing the things we could do to help and playing with the neighbor children the Nels Hogan family. On Sunday we would all go to church the only amusement those days was a dance once in awhile.

 In the fall of 1901 we moved to Blackfoot, Bingham Co., Idaho where we have lived since. I went to school in Logan, Utah one winter and also studied music on the violin. I played for all the Groveland Ward dances for a number of years, accompanied by Bertha on the piano, and Will Hammond playing the cornet.

 On 5 June 1907 I married Dorothy Eliza Dean, in the Salt Lake Temple. She was born 3 November 1889 in the Woodruff, Rich County, Utah, daughter of John Cope Dean and Elizabeth Howard the sixth daughter in the family of ten children nine girls and one boy, who lived to be only 18 months old. She said "I was baptized when I was eight years old in the creek with ice on and I had to go under twice because I didn't get covered the first time. My task at this age was to wash dishes in the winter and herd cows in the summer. We would walk and drive the cows the five miles to the pasture, take our lunch and bring them back at night.

 We went to school bare foot until it got too cold. Dad would buy a whole bolt of plaid outing flannel and we would all have a dress made out of them until we heard some of the girls make the remark that our dresses were made of petticoat cloth. They were also made long so we wouldn't grow out of them.  When I was fifteen years old we moved to Blackfoot from Woodruff, Utah. I drove a team on a hay rack with the machinery on it. When we pulled up to big patch of sage brush, Dad said, "Well, girls here is your new home." We were so disappointed we could have walked back to Woodruff.

 On the tenth of May, I went to my first dance in Groveland, and here is where I first met my husband. I taught school one winter in Groveland before I was married. Our first home was in the small community of Rose, Bingham Co. We lived at first in a one room house, later Building a five room dwelling. They organized a branch of the church in Rose and held Relief Society at our house as we were the only people with a piano. I was organist in this branch for five years.

 Our first four children were born here, Dorothy Matilda, b. 28 March 1908; Richard E. b. 31 July 1910; Wyora, b. 19 Dec. 1911; and Elvera, b. 11 Nov. 1913. Emron built us a modern home in Groveland where we moved in March 1912 and started to raise beets, and it seemed from then on we had men to cook for all the time, which made it quite a task for me with our small children. I also helped thin beets, cut spuds and milk cows.

 Our next four children were born here: Judson, b. 6 Oct., 1915; John Dean, b. 8 Oct., 1916, and Frank Augustus, b. 8 May 1919. When Judson was born all the children were down with whooping cough and I was so sick I was in bed six weeks. Then I had to have an operation and after that our baby Elizabeth was born dead 24 March 1918.

 In the spring of 1919 Emron had the flu and pneumonia so bad we thought he wouldn't pull thru. One day we had his father come down and, with others, administer to him. His father told him the Lord had told him he would get well and so made him this promise and he did get well.

 About 1920 we left our nice home and moved to Riverside on the sugar farm where Emron was foreman, and we nearly worked ourselves to death milking about two dozen cows, Cutting spuds and running a thrasher. We lived here several years. Our twins, David and Delpha were born here 30 April 1921. Adam Emron was born 29 August 1924 on Grandmother Yancey's birthday, and we named him after grandpa Yancey, who died 15 Sep. 1920.

 In the fall of 1927 we moved onto another place in Groveland and here I had pneumonia and the flu and was very sick for a long time. Our daughter Matilda also had typhoid and an appendicitis operation while I was down, and our son Jesse was born 15 March 1928.

 We moved to Blackfoot, Idaho in March 1929 and our twins Verda and Velda were born 7 May 1929. Here Emron started trucking, running five trucks and I kept hot meals for the men. Sometimes it was two o'clock in the morning before the last truck came in.

 LeRoy Dean was born 30 Nov. 1930, and on 29 Dec. 1932 our last pair of twins were born. We named them Wallace and Wanda. When Wallace was 18 months old we had him in the hospital in Salt Lake with pneumonia and had to have a rib taken out and his lungs pumped. We  brought him home in the fall, three days before our son Richard left for a mission to the Southern States. I started working out after Richard left to help keep things going and have been working now for seven years, mostly for Boyle Hardware. We have nursed the family thru all kinds of diseases.

 At this time, January 1948, we have eleven children married, thirty grandchildren and one great grandchild.

 We had three sons drafted Into the service in World War II. David was turned down because of a leg injury caused from a car accident. Frank served thru the training period but had stomach trouble and received a medical discharge. Adam served from May 1943 to Feb. 1946 in Germany, France and Italy. He was in the anti-aircraft guarding the Rhine Bridge when our boys went over to take Germany.

 We had four sons-in-law serving in the Islands and a grandson in Guam. We still have six children at home.

 Matilda and her husband are farming at Shelley, Idaho. She is a teacher in the Primary.

 Richard and wife are farming at Riverton. He is bishop of the Riverton Ward.

 Wyora and family live at Van Nuys, Calif. where they own and operate a grocery store. She is a counselor in the Relief Society.

 Judson and family are farming at Riverton. He is Pres. of the M-Men.

 Elvera and family live in Salt Lake City. Her husband is employed by a gas company. She was in the employ of the government for a number of years in the Inter-State Commerce Commission.

 John is a carpenter and contractor, and they live in Blackfoot. He is a Scout leader. His wife has a class of Beehive Girls.

 Frank and family own and operate a garage in Blackfoot and he owns two school busses.

 Delpha and family live in Salmon, Idaho. They have employment there.

 David and family live in Richmond, Calif. He is a plumber. She works in genealogy.

 Alzina and family also live at Richmond, Calif. Her husband is a plumber.

 Adam and family live in Blackfoot, Idaho. He works for Frank at the garage and runs one of the school busses.

 Jesse works at the Studebaker garage.

 Verda and Velda are working at the Blackfoot Creamery. Wallace and Wanda and Leroy are in school.



The testimony of the truthfulness of the Gospel of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and that God lives and hears and answers our prayers. First we are told to Honor our Father and our Mother that our days may be long upon the land which the Lord God giveth Thee.

 It is because of the sacrifices of our pioneer parents that we of this generation enjoy most of the blessings that are ours. My father Adam Yancey and my mother Alice Tolman Yancey settled in Chesterfield, Idaho, about 1878 or 1879. After living there for about 20 years they moved to Blackfoot, Idaho, in October, 1901. I was born at Chesterfield July 25, 1886, being about 14 years of age when we moved to Blackfoot. Father settled in what was later called the Groveland Ward and was bishop of this ward for 20 years. Mr. Thomas G. Bond, owner of Bonds Museum, and not a member of our church, wrote a tribute to my parents, a copy of which is found on page 241. I am proud of the heritage that is mine through them.

 In 1918 it is estimated that twenty one million people died with the flu. I was one of the first to come down with it around here. I was in bed for six weeks and dwindled down from a weight of 220 pounds to about 100 pounds. We did everything it was possible to do engaging two doctors, Dr. F. W. Mitchell and a Dr. Hoover from the Asylum. Having reached the limit of my endurance it was impossible for me to stand and still live, so at three o'clock one morning I had them send for my father and brother James. With tears running down my face and my arms outstretched to my father, I told him I wanted him to administer to me and that I wanted the disease driven from me. This they did and as father finished he said, "My son, God has made it known to me that you will recover from this disease. Up to this time I was given 3 or 4 hypos a day and had taken all kinds of medicine, I was never given another hypo nor did I take any more medicine, I sat up in bed for the first time on Armistice Day Nov., 11, 1918, and listened to the whistles blowing in Blackfoot.

 Mrs. Yancey did not take the flu at this time but about a year later after the birth of one of the children she took it. She was in bed from July till October, continuing to get a little worse all the time, finally the doctor told us he could do no more, we could not get him to come again so we called in another doctor and he told us there was nothing he could do. Up to this time she had been administered to many times, some of whom were; P. G. Johnston, James Duckworth, Lorenzo Thomas, Osmund Buchanan, and several others. At conference time at Arco Brother P. P. Black stopped in with one of the apostles, Brother Francis M. Lyman I think it was. He administered to her and blessed her, after listening to him I thought "Well if she doesn't get better now it is of no use, but for the next few days she continued to get worse, her legs and body were cold and lifeless up to her chest and it seemed it would not be long until she would be gone. I then remembered the following words in her patriarchal blessing given her Feb. 16, 1913, by Patriarch Andrew C. Jensen: I admonish thee to be faithful, and avoid all light mindedness, and to prepare thy heart for this life's mission. Thou hast proven valiant in thy first estate, and I bless you with sufficient faith to overcome the sins of this generation. You shall receive an inheritance in the New Jerusalem. You shall have power to live till you are satisfied with this life's work.

 So on this day when it seemed there was no hope I said to my mother: "Mother I don't think we need to give her up." And she said "I don't think so either, Emron." I went over to the school and had the children come home. I stood them up by the side of her bed and had Sister Hickenlooper lead them in prayer and when she had finished I placed my hands upon her head and administered to her, and in the Name of the Lord Jesus Christ I rebuked the disease and commanded it to depart from her. When I had finished my mother said "You don't need to worry about her any more for she will be all right now." She continued to improve from this time on.

 A few years later coming in from work one night I was taken ill with appendicitis. We had the doctor out immediately, I was taken to the hospital the next morning and operated on but when they saw what condition I was in they had no hope of saving my life. I wish to quote here a few words from my patriarchal blessing given me by my grandfather, Judson Tolman, October 10, 1902. "And in as much as you have been down in to the waters of baptism and have had hands laid upon your head for the reception of the Holy Ghost, I confer upon thy head a double portion of the Holy Ghost to be a light and a guide along thy path. And if thou will cultivate it to become a medium of revelation unto you to warn thee of dangers that may be in thy path."

 Two days after I had been operated on the nurse brought me my breakfast and it was at this time that I had the whispering in my ear, 'Do not touch a thing but, buttermilk. Do not touch a thing but buttermilk." I had the nurse take back what she had brought and asked her to get me some buttermilk. As I drank that glass of buttermilk I could feel it absorb the poison that was in my system. I have never felt any bad effect from the operation from that time to this day.

 We lived in town and I farmed on the Indian Reservation making it necessary for me to take my dinner. I usually took a bottle of milk in my dinner and one day while eating, I took the lid off the bottle of milk and put it to my mouth to take a drink when I again had the whispering in my ear, "Do not drink that milk, Do not drink that milk." I never hesitated a moment, I put the lid back on and put it back in my dinner box. About one hour later one of the boys, Adam, came over to the truck for a drink of water. I had two gallon jugs in the truck, one with water in and one with formaldehyde in which I was using to dip grain with. He picked up the jug of formaldehyde tipped it up and took a big swallow of it before he discovered what it was. I grabbed that bottle of milk which I had been told not to drink and made him drink the whole bottle full without stopping. As soon as he had finished he began to vomit. There is no question in my mind but what that bottle of milk saved his life.

 I was in the trucking business for twelve or fifteen years. One time when coming home from Spencer there was a car with a trailer behind it loaded with logs, it had blown a tire and was setting about two feet over on the pavement. It had no lights or flares of any kind on it. This was just as it was getting dark and I came so close to the logs with the cab of the truck that one of them took the handle off of the right hand side of the door then hit the right hand corner of the truck bed smashing that part of the bed into kindling wood and it also broke my gas line making it necessary for me to camp for the night.

 The next morning I got up early to catch a ride into Roberts to get my gas line fixed. A pickup truck came along. I stopped him and asked for a ride into Roberts. We had gone only a little way when I discovered he was drunk. By the time we came to the first turn in the road we were going about fifty miles an hour and I could see he wasn't going to make the turn in the road. Again I had the whispering in my ear, "The steering wheel, grab the steering wheel quick." This is what I did, the pickup left the road and rolled over and over out in the sage brush, it came to a stop lying on its side over a little depression. The driver was laying in that depression but was not seriously hurt and I still had hold of the steering wheel but didn't have a scratch on me.

 Mrs. Yancey was told in her patriarchal blessing that she would have power to live till she was satisfied with this life's work. Many times she has used that power when in need of it. These incidents are only a few of the many I could tell. I make these statements in meekness and humility feeling that the Lord has overlooked most of my own shortcomings.

 Mrs. Yancey and I were married on June the 5th, 1907, 45 years and six months ago. During that time there has never been a death in our family which numbers 75 persons. Neither is there one among us who is crippled or deformed, where can you find another family that can make this statement.

 I hope that we may continue to so live that when in the future we need divine help we may receive as we have in the past.

 I pray for these blessings for us and our posterity.

                                   Dated this 15th day of January, 1953.  Emron Yancey - (Blackfoot, Idaho)




Dear Lord, I have no mighty deeds to tell,

I have not won a crown except of love;

But I have made a home and guarded well

Its gates from all that might a menace prove.


I have not asked for beauty, wit, nor charm,

The old things have I cherished, not the new;

But never child of mine has suffered harm

And my one love has ever found me true.


Dear Lord: I have but one small gift to make,

I am not rich, except in happiness;

It was my lot to sweep and sow and bake.

These simple duties have a power to bless.


So much I've missed of travel books and art,

Yet been content as mother, wife and friend.

For these I thank Thee now with all my heart;

They are the sweetest gifts Thy love can send.


My joy at every turning of the road

Has been to find strong arms to aid and cheer;

These have eased the burden of my load

And helped me comfort those I hold most dear.


Since love alone is all I have to give

And gold has been no portion of my life,

My only prayer is, while on earth I live,

To be a worthy mother, friend and wife.

- Mrs. Emron Yancey



A tribute to Mrs. Emron Yancey by Mrs. Agnes Just Reid, dated about March 1, 1937.

 This article was printed in the Relief Society Magazine and money Mrs. Agnes Just Reid received for it was sent to Mrs. Yancey on Mother's Day of 1937.

 When a young mother hears the cry of her first-born she feels that the ecstasy of that moment can never be equaled, but when a second baby comes her joy becomes two fold. Imagine then a mother who has seventeen times experienced the thrill of motherhood and who still has that number of living, loving healthy, intelligent children. How can one mother heart hold so much of joy!

 Such is the happy lot of Dorothy Dean Yancey of Blackfoot, Idaho. She does not, however, think that she has done much. Told her experiences hesitantly because she could not see that they could be interesting to anyone else. And such experiences:

 The Yanceys’ are not wealthy people, in the way the world measures wealth. Most of their married lives, they lived on a farm where there was much hard work and little reward. Now, Mr. Yancey has a small trucking business.

 Wherever they live, the problem of the homemaker has been the same, keeping the washing and the mending and the sewing and the cooking done up for such a family, yet this brave woman does all that and finds time to help on the outside to bring in a little that will help meet the expenses.

 She must have wonderful health? Yes, she has been blessed by good health but there is something besides good health that has carried her through thirty years of married life and kept her youth still shining in her face.

 As a child, she loved babies more than anything in the world. At her mother's home, the babies grew up too soon so that she never had a chance to take care of them. She determined to have lots of babies in her own home. When her first one was one year old, the second one was born so that while she held one in her arms, she reached out with one hand and held a bottle for the older one to get his food. Since that time her busy hands have always been doing double duty.

 Only six months of her married life has she had help in her home. After the first twins were born, she did not get strong right away and she was obliged to hire help. Yes, she has had twins three times and when the last pair was born, they are now four years old, she had six babies too young to go to school. Six babies at once. Most mothers would consider six a good sized family and would prefer a few years between birthdays, not this dauntless mother.

 When asked about wash day, she said: "Oh, I get along all right. I always get up early on wash day, about three o'clock, and have it all out of the way by the time the children get up."

On ordinary days she gets breakfast while the family is getting around, then the older children do the kitchen work while she makes beds and cleans rooms, so by the time the children go to school all the work is done and this busy mother is free to sew or to go out to work for others.

Does she ever find time to go to church? Oh, yes, the whole family never fails to go to church twice every Sunday. She gets up a little earlier to get them all ready but she does not mind that. She does not hold any church office but she always finds time to attend Relief Society meetings.

It looks as if the worst might be over for this busy mother since there really isn't quite so much to be done in her town home as there was on the farm. As the older children grew up to help with the house work she did much of the heavier farm work. Whenever possible she has thinned beets, plowed beets and cut potatoes. She holds a record of potato cutting that is hard to surpass. One spring she cut eight hundred sacks of seed and averaged seventy-five sacks a day. Some of the neighbors were skeptical so they gathered for her to give a demonstration. She not only proved that she could cut that many but some of the doubters went over a sack carefully and found only three sets without eyes. No machine yet invented can keep pace with her.

There has never been a death in the Yancey family but one, baby was stillborn and four others were premature and never lived, bringing the actual number of children born up to twenty-two.

Three of the older ones are married; one son returned recently from an L. D. S. Mission in South Carolina and a daughter works for the Interstate Commerce Commission at Washington, D. C.

The rest of the family she has with her and when things seem too quiet around the house, she borrows one of her grandchildren for a while. She has even been called in to take care of other people's children while they go on vacations for everyone in her town realizes that she is the most remarkable mother in the world.                    AGNES JUST REID - Firth, Rt. 1, Idaho

Emron and Dorothy Dean Yancey are the parents of 17 children and over a period of 46 years raising this family we have served approximately 500,000 meals. At the cost of 10 cents each this would equal 50,000.00 to say nothing of the cost of their clothes, shoes, doctor bills, spending money, school books and many other items. Besides our own children several others have stayed with us at different times. Thomas Jorgenson lived and worked with us for 10 years. He is now owner and operator of the Jorgenson Hatchery at Blackfoot which is worth 75,000 dollars. Judson, one of our boys, married a girl whose mother had kicked her out and she was living with us. Margaret Williams stayed with us for sometime after her mother died. When Lorenzo Porter's mother died he couldn't get along with his father so he came and stayed with us until he could adjust himself and get a job. There were so many in our family that one more made no difference. We received nothing for the care of these children except the blessings that go with that kind of work.

Now at the age of 67 and Mrs. Yancey age 64 we are just putting a little aside for our old age. After raising this family Mrs Yancey worked at Hays Book Store for several years. She has now worked at Boyle Hardware Co. for about 8 years. Managers, clerks and other help come and go but Mrs. Yancey still has her job and this past year she received a little over 2 thousand dollars in wages. Think that over, after she has raised 17 children, the youngest of which is 20 years of age. Yes, as Mrs. Agnes Just Reid said, "There is something besides good health that has kept her youth shining in her face."

Of our 17 children none ever rode the bus to school. When we lived in Groveland they walked the two or three miles they had to go. When in Riverside they took a team and buggy and drove to Moreland. Back to Groveland they walked again. Then we moved to town with the last ones. Any schooling they received after they were out of the local schools they worked and got it for themselves. One of our boys, John, has the name of being the best contractor and builder in Blackfoot. All he knows he learned himself. I have had men stop me on the street of Blackfoot and say "Brother Yancey you have some of the finest boys I have ever met. I just thought I would like to stop you and tell you that much." I was talking to a lady the other day and she said, "You don’t look any older than you did 20 years ago." When Mrs. Yancey and I stand beside someone who has raised one or two children, and a lot of them' none, maybe not because of their own fault, when you see how wrinkled, old and worn out they look and how empty their life is, it makes you wonder about these things.

We have had most of the things which cannot be bought with money. I have made the statement that I would not trade places with the richest man in the world and I make it again. If I did it would be only to dissipate his fortune and give it to the poor. You know the Savior said to the young man who asked what he should do to be saved. He was told to give all he had to the poor and to come follow him. The young man had that bewildered look on his face for that was one thing he could not do.

When a young couple is first married the wife should give the first 10 to 20 years of her life to her husband and the raising of a family then if she wishes to work outside the home do it after that. People marvel that we have raised such a large family without losing any of them but to me it is no marvel with the help we have received from God when in need of it and the help of this wonderful woman who has given her whole heart, soul and life to the raising of her family. No baby sitter was ever trusted with one of her children but once when she had to go to the hospital for an operation did she trust someone else. Then she had her sister Linda take John who was one year old. As she says in her prayer found on page 845, "I have not asked for beauty, wit nor charm. The old things have I cherished, not the new. But never child of mine has suffered harm, meaning from her neglect has any of her children ever suffered harm and my one love has ever found me true. You may raise a baby on a bottle but it doesn't get the love and cuddling it gets when being nursed. You may also raise a lamb on the bottle but when you turn it back in the herd it doesn't know who its mother is. Think of the love of these children for their mother.

Following are comments made by our children in regards to their mother.

Tillie said "Never a regret or a backward glance for the many times her life hung by chance or the million sacrifices she made for the shining part in our lives she played."

Richard who said "I am grateful for the responsibilities that you taught me. To pray by praying with me and to have faith in God when others offered little or no hope."

Of Wyora who said "There are many things I could tell you though all I can say is that I love you and I have not told you often enough."

Elvera said, "I never remember hearing my mother complain about her lot in life. God gave her the things she wanted most, a lot of children to love and care for, and she fulfilled her calling nobly,"

Judson said "Our clothes were always clean and mended. Our home always neat and clean and we were never ashamed to bring our friends home."

Of John who wrote “Most of all I want you to be my best friend. No one could ever mean as much to me as you do Mom. You have been the best mother anyone could ever have and I am glad you are mine and not someone else's. I can't tell you in words how much I appreciate what you have done for me. I love you and dad both with all my heart."

Of Frank who said "Who's spent her whole life to someone else's benefit, My Mother. Who is always standing by in the darkest hour of trouble, my Mother."

Delpha said "We were all taught to share whatever we had with the others and today you will find us all generous, at times too much so but not nearly as generous as our Mother."

Of David who said "If I were up in Heaven and had my choice I would still pick you for my mother."

Of Alzina who said "I know there must have been a lot of times you have been discouraged but you never did show it. You have always carried on bravely and always been happy:'

From Adam who said "I'm writing you not because I'm home sick for I've gotten over that. Not because I'm afraid for I have nothing to fear. Not because I am in danger for I am in no danger but just simply to let You know how I feel."

Of Jesse who said "Thank you dear Lord for parents such as mine. Help me to be what they want me to be and I can never go wrong. Mother and Dad I am proud to be your son."

Of Velda who said "She has always put the thought of what's wrong and what's right into my mind and if for no one else I'll live right for my Mother."

Of Verda who said "I know she has gone through many hardships in her life and still it hasn't changed her. She is sweet and kind now as she has always been. I will be very happy if I can live my life even half as good as she has hers."

Of LeRoy this is what he says: "For such as you, Dear Mother Mine, I want to keep the road where worthy men clear eyed and frank live by their honor code. I know in that great heart there is a sacred shrine where I in all perfection live. Your boy, dear Mother Mine, I must be strong I must be clean in mind and body, My debt to all posterity and women such as You."

Of Wallace who says, "No one can mean so much to me Mother Dear so near. No one deserves so much of all that makes life full and sweet. May every day help just a little bit to make your joy complete."

Of Wanda who says: "I think you are a swell Mother and I'd never trade you for another. I just hope that someday I can repay you for the many things that you have done for me and given me, one of them is understanding."

Of Mrs. Vic Goertzen, Chairman of Idaho American Mothers' Committee, Twin Falls who said: " I consider it a privilege to have known you even in this remote way because I feel that the inspiration of reviewing your record has given me a better, fuller understanding of the meaning of our outstanding Motherhood here in Idaho."

Another verse from Mrs. Yancey's prayer "Since love alone is all I have to Give, And Gold has been no portion of my life. My only Prayer is while on earth I live, To be a worthy Mother, Friend and Wife."

Pile all your gold and this world's other possessions beside the things this mother has and what have you? Absolutely nothing to compare to what she has.

I have always tried to give her credit and praise for what she has done but she will have none of it. As Mrs. Reid says in her article included in this book on page 845, "Told her experiences hesitantly as she could not think of anything she had done that would be of interest to anyone else. And what experiences she has had."

When Jesse was 5, 6, or 7 years old she took him to the hospital in Pocatello and had him operated on for appendicitis. She went down the next day to see him and he kicked up such fuss she had to bring him home with her. That is what a mother's love has meant to these children. I say again here that I know that God lives and that he hears and answers prayers and that I still have only mentioned a few of the things that have happened to our family.