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Almost 70 years ago Clyda and Veon were married. That union is why we are all here. This blog is created to capture our thoughts and help us get to know each other better. There will be a new question posted each Sunday until December. Please use contributors first names only. If you are posting anonymously please add your first name to the text. Enjoy!
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Attention everyone...Marilyn has a WEB PAGE !! You can check it out at www.marilynsmithartist.com!
Nicole, please publish the following disclaimer in a prominent place:
I hesitated to make long narratives with these posts, but Nicole said she might put the whole blog thing into a book form someday, and I could use this as a forum for writing for my kids and grandkids. I can’t pass up an opportunity like that. So rather than bore you, feel free to skip anything you’re not interested in or don’t want to be bothered to read. Sonja
Note from Nicole:
I am happy to do this for anybody that is interested. I am enjoying hearing from each of you and would love to hear from more. Thanks Sonja for taking the time to work on this and giving us an opportunity to get to know you better.
Kids from Lt to Rt:Marilyn, Barbara, Veon Jr., Gladys, Gerald, Evan. Clyda and Veon in the Middle.
Sonja
Ve's Wife
Nicole
Glady's Youngest
Marilyn
The Youngest Daughter
Evan
"The Baby"
Daphne
Glady's Oldest
Clyda
6 comments:
My first job was babysitting and I was lucky to get $2/ hour. My first "official" job was at the concession stand at Liberty Park. I think I made around $3/ hour. I've also worked as a cashier, bakery clerk, school bus assistant, day camp counselor, and receptionist.
Daphne
My first job was at South Towne Mall at Ms. Powell's Bakery and Eatery. I got that job because my now mother-in-law told me that I should have a job. Probably so I would spend less time with her son. I wish I had taken my parents advice instead and not worked while I was in high school. Se la vi. I did get to bring home all sorts of yummy treats and our Chow, Cody, LOVED the bread. I quit three months later to work in a movie theater with my friends. That was a very fun job, but I quit just before Thanksgiving because I didn't want to work the holidays. Then, I had the worst job ever at Fashion Bug until I started working at the best job ever as a receptionist at SLCC. I took classes and did homework while working and had weekends and holidays off! I didn't get paid much, but I don't know why I quit that one! I've worked in restaurants, which are fun jobs aside from the night and weekend hours (currently working at the Skybox with Alicia and Jerilyn at the Gateway), data entry, and in the past few years I've been a tracker, a house counselor, and a case worker. I start as a case worker for DCFS on June 11th. Oh boy!
Mindy
I babysat a little boy named Branden in 10th grade after school. Worked at McDonald's in the summers when I visited Daphne. Izzy's pizza (phone girl and later delivery) for about 3 years. After high school a waitress at a sushi bar(my least favorite), ARUP labs, and Milcreek Gardens (my favorite by far (except for the MOM job that is the "no brainer" favorite:).
First real job was a paper route. Averaged out to $2.25 an hour that was better than the $1.25 an hour minimum wage at the time. Then I worked a summer for a man building his house, a gas station as light pump person and light mechanic, potato salad mix maker, oil mopper, Church buildings mechanical controller, mechanical engineer. Evan
My first job was when I was about 10 cleaning and dusting my father's store. My pay was my board and room, I guess.
My really first job was when I went to school in Provo my senior year of high school. I cleaned a lady's house on Saturdays and she furnished us milk to drink. My brother, cousin and I were batching (living on our own together).
The next job was when I was a freshman in college. I worked at Christensen's Dept. Store for 25 cents an hour.
Up until that time I just worked for my father. He paid my tuition for college and my board and room. Those were depression years and people didn't pay their kids money.
Clyda
When my friend, Ann, was working as a car hop at the A & W I went down and hung around. I washed mugs and sort of "assisted" the fry cook by getting things out of the cooler, etc. When payday came, I got a check! That was my first job. After that I clerked at a children’s clothing store on Main street in Midvale until it went out of business. We had maybe a dozen customers the whole summer.
I didn’t work for money again until after high school. My brother-in-law talked to the HR person at Eimco Corp. and I got a job there, with lots of over-time, to pay for my first semester of school at BYU. They hired me again several years later, when Jennifer and Jerilyn were three years old. I worked there a little less than a year, Ve’s last year of school before we moved to St. George.
When we decided to get married, I quit school and went to work at Hercules. I commuted from Provo to SLC with killer morning sickness. I worked up till I went into labor two weeks from my due date. I was so very, very big and pregnant that I really made the security guard nervous. He was afraid from as early as December that he was going to have to deliver my babies on the elevator or something. They weren’t born until June first.
Then I got an awful job at Standard Optical when they were just weeks old. I left them with my sister and cried every day. I was on the phone checking on them from work when I heard the news that JFK had been shot.
I felt fortunate to get another job at Hercules so I could leave the oppressive environment at Standard Optical. I had applied for a clerk position and was put in a secretary position. I had no experience, and my typing sucked, and I got sacked. We were very worried about how we were going to make it through school. But we decided it was best for me to stay home and take care of our precious babies than to work. Ve worked his guts out doing what ever he could get: Security guard, paper truck driver, assembly line at Litton Industries. I did that too for a while, somewhere in all that - it’s all a blur now. Mostly I didn’t have to work while I raised our kids and he went to school. I’m so grateful for that.
After the kids were grown I went back to school, got an MSW and started work in Public Mental Health in Provo, and I was back to commuting again the other direction. I worked as a therapist at Wasatch Mental Health for 14 and a half years and retired in February of 2007. It was a good experience. I’m glad it’s done. During that time I worked at Family Counseling Center and LDS Social Services part time. Now I just see a few private clients (like none, right now). And, of course, Ve’s still working his guts out. Sonja
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