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24 March 2003

Edward Ottley and his family arrive in America

Filed under: Uncategorized — Richard Pyne @ 09:52

The passenger list of the “Wisconsin” which left Liverpool 16 May 1885 and arrived New York 27 May 1885 shows Otterley (sic) : James born 1849 (must be Edward), Thirza 1852, Jessie T 1874, Henry G 1875, Eleanor T 1876, Frederick T 1879, Edward C 1881, Frank 1882 and Thirza T 1884. There is an account of this in the notes of Henry. The family was delayed by landing officials until the afternoon of the next day after arriving as two other immigrant ships had arrived before them.

Granter Ottley wrote a history of his father Henry George (1874-1941), who was known as Harry; many of Harry`s friends and in-laws never knew him as anything else. Harry`s father and mother and seven children joined the rest of their family when they were sent money by them in 1885; Harry told of a swing being built by the sailors at the end of a yard-arm, being put on it, and swinging way out over the water. Harry tried to explain his feelings as, at the age of eleven, he saw the beautiful lady standing at the entrance to Ellis Island. His father was a “Pattern Maker” by trade, and had several chests of tools as well as clothes and household items, and Harry and his older sister Jessie had to keep the little ones quiet as they were standing in line in the immigration offices. A long wait to find a dray to get to the railroad station. Another long wait to board a train headed west. Met at Salt Lake City by Harry`s uncle and grandfather, with a wagon and team of horses, and taken to grandfather`s place at South Cottonwood where they lived until Harry`s father found work as a builder (no pattern makers required) and later Harry joined him. They got the contract to build a modern house for George W.Granter, a very successful person in Murray, who had an older daughter Doris…they moved to Sugar House about 1906. Harry and brother Ted formed Ottley Bros.Construction Co. and they moved to Oak City and hired three other brothers, one cousin and some transients, as no locals – no town – though Burtner (now Delta) there later. Took a terrible loss after flume collapsed in flood, but later bought 40 acres land NW Delta, Ted bought 40 acres adjoining to north, and his father Edward the 40 north of that, and this was home for next 20 years.

20 March 2003

Warren Sidney Ottley, Sr. 9/18/1917 ~ 3/17/2003

Filed under: Uncategorized — Richard Pyne @ 22:37

Warren Sidney Ottley
Kia ngawari e haere ra

A gentle man, husband, father, grandfather, brother and friend, passed away peacefully at the home of his daughter after a brief but valiant fight with cancer, on Monday March 17th, 2003.

He was born on September 18, 1917 in Banida, Idaho to Sidney James and Alice Warren Ottley. Warren attended North Sevier High School and graduated from South High. He attended both Brigham Young University and the University of Utah. He served in World War II in the Signal Corps and Air Corps. He served four full-time missions for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints – two of these in his beloved New Zealand.

Warren married Elizabeth Taylor on February 24, 1943 in the Salt Lake Temple; later divorced. Married Maurine Jensen Jeffery on February 26, 1983 in Salina. She preceded him in death in 1998. Married Beth Anderson Elledge on May 27, 2000 in Centerville. He was involved with his father and brothers at Ottley’s Paint Pot in Sugar House, and in management and ownership of various businesses until his retirement. Survived by wife, Beth; children: Warren S. Ottley Jr., Barbara (Bob) Hoffman; stepchildren: Linda Hladky, Peggy (Mel) Arent and Larry Hladky; brothers: Wayne Wilmur (LuRee) Ottley, Verlo Edward (Joyce) Ottley, Jerold Don (JoAnn) Ottley, and brother-in-law, O. Martel Pedersen; 12 grandchildren; eight great-grand-children and former wife Elizabeth T. Ottley. Preceded in death by his parents; his brother, Glen Eldon Ottley; wife, Maurine; sister, Lael Ottley Pedersen; granddaughter, Lorelei-Marie Kaleokalani Ottley and great-granddaughter, Haliaaloha Huber.

Funeral services under the direction of Jenkins-Soffe Mortuary, Saturday March 22, 11:00 a.m. at the Bountiful 11th Ward Chapel (2000 So. Orchard Dr.) Viewing, Friday March 21, 6:00-8:00 p.m. at Jenkins-Soffe Mortuary, 4760 So. State, Murray and 9:00-10:45 a.m. prior to the service in Bountiful. Interment at Larkin Memorial Gardens in Sandy. The family wishes to give their warm and heartfelt gratitude to the IHC Hospice Team. Send condolences to the family at wso@redrock.net.

4 March 2003

New job in a new location

Filed under: Uncategorized — Richard Pyne @ 07:24

Chris and Lisa Bjornberg have recently moved from Boise, Idaho, where Chris was layed off by Forester Insurance to Blackfoot, Idaho, where he has landed a job as an Accounting Officer for Eastern Idaho Credit Union in Pocatello.

After the sudden and unexpected lay off, Chris and Lisa made the move to Blackfoot where they had been planning ot move later in the year. It took a couple of weeks of job search and interviews and then a week of training then Chris started his new job on Friday, 28 February 2003.

Lisa reports that she and the boys, T.J. and Ryan, have been passing around a cold, but for the most part are doing well.

Grandpa is anxiously awaiting their visit to Provo planned for the weekend of March 22.

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Edward Ottley – Harriet Mills
– Frederick Hugh Ottley
— Teggie Harriet Ottley (Barker) (Krause)
— Abbie Barker (Pyne)
—- Richard Barker Pyne
—– Lisa Pyne Christopher Ryan Bjornberg

3 March 2003

Letter from Earl Ottley – 15 December 1955

Filed under: Uncategorized — Richard Pyne @ 09:06

sent from 6344 South 700 East, Midvale, Utah..

[Earl Henry Ottley (1910-1991) never married. He was the 4th child of Edward Charles & Irene Litson Ottley. Earl’s uncle Fred was the 5th child of Edward & Thirza Timbers Ottley.]

Extracts relating to his visit to England with the Tabernacle Choir :

“I was equipped with the mailing list from the Ottley Courier, but aside from that I was as ignorant as to who was what or where was where as one possibly could be. I scanned the telephone directories of London, but found no names corresponding to those on the lists I had, so I proceeded to start calling long distance, starting with the first name on the list. There was no telephone under the first name. The second name I found had no telephone either. The third name I tried to contact was Percy Ottley at Marks Tey, Colchester. His wife, Marjorie, was most delighted to hear from me, and had been primed as to my coming on the Tour through the Ottley Courier. She directed me, but I found London a much larger place than I thought, and I proceeded to get lost, missed a train, but reached their house at dusk in the evening. I little dreamed they lived 2 hours from London! I spent a most delightful evening with Percy, his wife Marjorie, their daughter Janet (their only child), and her boy friend Kenneth Warner, who may by this time be a member of the family. I was taken to visit Percy’s Uncle George [Edward John?] now 76, and his wife. They were a most delightful couple to talk to. I was surely sorry I did not have my flash camera equipment with me so I could have taken their pictures. I shall always remember him, smoking the tiniest cigarettes I had ever seen and recalling old times, thinking all the while, I am sure, that I was my father Edward.

Percy had begun to build a new house on the same lot as his Uncle George lived. It was interesting to know that carpentry was practiced by the English members of the family as were so many of father’s brothers and Grandfather Edward. We then went to visit Ethel whom I seemed a little acquainted with because my sister Mildred had corresponded with her. Again it was a lovely time of reminiscing for she had a number of pictures of various members of our families here. They all asked about you. It was then that I learned that the branch of the family I thought I was visiting, the John Ottley branch, lived farther to the north [south] in the Eastbourne area. I was a bit embarrassed at their hesitancy to discuss the other family, so I said no more on that. Marjorie and Percy talked much about Dean Ottley, your grandson, I believe, who stayed with them after his mission. They also knew my Uncle Frank’s boy Alton who was killed in the war. My brother-in-law, Merlin Shaw, had visited them, too, after his mission to Germany.

I spent the night with them to prolong my visit as long as I could, and left early next morning in order to be present at the ground-breaking ceremonies for the London Temple. How happy I was to have seen some of my relatives. How I wished I could see the others.

My wishes must have been heard, for I had just entered the Royal Albert Hall before our London concert, when word was passed to me that someone wished to see me outside. Imagine my surprise to find Zillah Ottley, Dora Ottley Verrall and her husband Charles, Dora and John Prior, Ettie Bainbridge, Jessica Stoneham and Ann Waine [Warne, aged 16], all relatives of ours! I don’t know when I was more surprised and thrilled! They had driven 80 miles to hear the concert, hoping at the same time that they might see me, too. They had read the announcement in the Ottley Courier. 15 minutes is not very long to visit eight relatives you have never seen before and goodness knows when you will see them again, but we made the most of it. How I wished we were not leaving London the next morning to continue our tour! I was most happy, though, to know I had met folks from the John Ottley line, too. Here again, I wished I had been equipped with camera and flash, but we were requested to leave these behind at concerts.

But I did get several nice pictures of Percy’s family which I am enclosing. I hope you find a bit of joy in them.

2 March 2003

English and English

Filed under: Uncategorized — Richard Pyne @ 00:47

Ann Chiswell’s American penfriend told of her woes: It had snowed and the car needed repair. She had been out, but her muffler was trailing along the ground. Ann appreciated that Isabelle had needed a scarf if it was cold, but why did she let it trail in the snow?

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