Jan 9,2010

What was your father’s date/place and circumstances of birth?

I don’t know any of the details surrounding my father’s birth but the following gives some details of how he moved from Holden to Duchesne where he would spend the rest of his life.

From my father’s history!

I was born 27 May 1909 in Holden, Millard, Utah. My parents are George Alma Poulson and Rozilla Johnson.
I spent the first four years of my life in Holden where my parents operated a hotel. I do not remember the details surrounding our move to Duchesne, but we left Holden in April of 1913. We went by buggy to Juab, and my father and Uncle Albert Stephenson drove our cattle from Holden to there. Uncle Albert's family and our family made this move together. Mother and Aunt Ruby were sisters, and our families had always been very close.
At Juab all of the belongings of both families were loaded on the train, and we traveled to Colton. From there we traveled over Indian Canyon. Each family had their buggies and wagons. My older brothers, Mont and Melvin, rode together on one horse and drove the cattle to Duchesne. Our first home was in a small two-story building (frame) located about where the high school building now stands. We lived there for a short time, and then our
family moved into the house where Mrs. Lella Wardle now lives (I, Kent, home taught Sister Wardle for several years totally unaware that dad had lived there until after I had returned from my mission). I attended first grade while we were living in this home.
The following autumn (1916) we moved into a two-room frame house located on our present farm and lying about one-half mile west of the home where I now live.
The following summer the building was moved to the present location of our home to become part of the present family home. While the house was being completed we lived in a one-room building near the house. Our new home was being built during the years that the United States was fighting World War I. It was built by Jess Clement. Father worked with Mr. Clement, and we boys were required to give whatever assistance we were able to give. I spent many hours straightening nails. Nothing was wasted in the construction of our home. I cannot actually remember when we moved into our new home, but it was probably in the autumn of 1917.


The above images are of two of the places where my father spent most of the first 32 years of his life.