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MARIAN FRANCETTA MILLER by Mamie Lloyd Winkler My mother Marian Francetta Miller was born 7 September 1872 at Panguitch, then a part of Iron County (later Garfield), Utah. She was the oldest of eleven children born to Allen Miller and Sarah Jane Smith. The first permanent settlement of Panguitch was in 1871, so mother was among the earliest children to be born a native of that community. She was a beautiful girl with dark hair and blue eyes. Although her name was Marian, she was always called name or Mamie. She lived most of her life in Panguitch. She attended school there, probably through eighth grade as the custom was in those days. Among her teachers there were W.P. and Mina L. Sargent who had also taught school earlier at Pine Valley. As a young girl she spent the summers at Blue Springs Ranch, near Panguitch Lake. She also worked in the co-op store where her father, Grandpa Miller, was manager. He was also the Bishop for a number of years, and later on the patriarch. From the time she was eighteen, she started with rheumatic fever, and from then on she spent several months every winter in bed with rheumatism. Eventually the problems of this disease were further complicated with what they called “heart dropsy,” and later in her child-bearing years, her legs would fill up with fluid until the skin would burst. Even her forehead skin burst. Shortly after her 28th birthday, she married 31 year old Lewis Benjamin Lloyd on Oct. 22, 1900. He was born Feb. 19, 1869 at Washington, Washington Co., Utah, the son of Robert Lewis Lloyd and Eliza Adeline Goheen. The following September, their first child was born. They named him Lewis Benjamin Lloyd, Jr., born on Sept. 16, 1901. Two years later, I (Mamie) came along on Aug. 8, 1903; then Allen George was born Oct. 27, 1905; Erdria was born Sept. 21, 1908. I can remember washing her diapers, and there was only five years between us. Beryl was born the 25th of April in 1910, and died the 21st of May, 1910. She had been born with a cleft palate, and other things were wrong. We knew we wouldn’t have her very long from the time of her birth. There were a lot of babies born in Panguitch about that time with problems. Rex Miller Lloyd was born the 25th of May 1911; and Harold Lazell Lloyd was born the 11th of July, 1913 at Robinson’s Ranch, White Pine County, Nevada. All of the children before Harold were born in Panquitch. We had a two room log house, with a floor and a shingle roof with a fireplace on the south. When Allen was about two, and I was about four, I remember Allen standing in front of the fireplace. The home was situated in the north-west end of town, on a lot close to Panquitch Creek. We moved to a ranch ten miles south of Panquitch toward the lake in summer, and moved back to town for school in the winter. At the ranch we had a telephone system. Everyone would eavesdrop. We later sold the Ranch to Tom Sevy. Mother was a homebody. She was always home with us children. She would sew for the family on the old-fashioned treadle machine, but her legs were so bad she couldn’t operate the treadle. So one of us children would get down on the floor and work the treadle with our hands. Can you imagine what that would be like to sew? She made all our clothes for us, which in those days weren’t too many. Our dresses were all long-sleeved, with high necks and buttons down the back. Dad told me I always wanted a “low-necked, short sleeved dress.” I can’t remember whether I ever got it or not. She knitted black woolen stockings for us children, and we wore them all winter. I really remember those because they itched so they almost drove me to distraction. To this day I can’t stand to wear wool clothes. I remember when we were in Panguitch, before we moved to Nevada, Mother would be down sick and Dad would be gone, Lewis and I would do the washing. The washing machine was in the south end of the kitchen. We got a chair to stand on, and turned the handle of the wheel to work the washer, and turned the crank and put the clothes through the wringer. I would only be about seven then. I don’t remember hanging them out, but we must have done, for there wasn’t any other way to get them out to dry. Mother made preserves and put them in crock jars. Peddlers came up from Utah’s Dixie with fruit. We had Pottawatamie plums in Panguitch. Mother always put cloves in her pear preserves. When we later moved to Nevada, we had access to an abundance of fruit, for the Robinson’s had a big orchard. When I went back as an adult many years later, it wasn’t such a big orchard, but it surely seemed so to me when I was a child. The only thing I can remember Mother cooking was Lumpy Dick . . . I guess I remember that because I liked it so well. (its a famous recipe in the Winkler family to this day), (even though Mamie always claimed she could never make it as good as her mother did.) We always had a few eggs to sell when we lived in town. We had chickens and a milch cow at the town lot. We would get a lot of our groceries by taking the eggs to the store for trade. In Panguitch, we always had mutton. In Nevada, we raised pigs and had pork. I never remember a garden. But of course, it froze every month of the year many years in Panquitch. We had several cows and lots of milk at the ranch. Mother would put whole milk in a number 3 tub on the top of the old wood range and warm it up to make cheese. She had learned how to make cheese from her mother. She’d put milk in pans and skim the cream off the top to make butter and buttermilk. Mother always told us children stories, probably nursery rhymes at that age. If we didn’t behave, she would tunk us on the head with her thimble. When we were at the Ranch in Utah, we used to have such severe electrical storms. Mother was terrified of lightning. She’d get us all in the middle of the feather bed, and cover up the mirror and the windows. Then she would huddle with us children about her in the middle of this feather bed. She wouldn’t let one of us off the bed. We kids always went to Sunday School, but Mother never went with us. Dad was away much of the time herding the sheep or cattle. Aunt Aggie, mother’s sister, would come over often to stay all night when Dad was gone. My mother had suffered for years with rheumatism, which had affected her heart. Her health was much better the first year we were there, as the weather was not as severe as in Panguitch. After Harold was born in 1913, her health became very bad, so we moved back to Panquitch in the late fall. She passed away Dec. 7, 1913, leaving my father with six children, the eldest 12 years old and youngest five months.
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