Rosalyn Ingram Lesh 5 Aug 1966 to 3 May 2009

Rosalyn Ingram Lesh passed away last Sunday afternoon peacefully and quietly at the age of 42, after an extended illness. She was remembered by her family and friends in Yuma on Thursday, 7 May 2009. There was a large attendance, many more than we had expected, with many from the past there to pay their respects to her. The service was very touching, with a thoughtful life story by Janie Parry, a sweet expression from her son, Brian, who flew in from Hawaii to take part, and his lovely Hawaiian song to his Dear Mother. Then Bishop Bruce Wallace gave a beautiful gospel discourse on the plan of salvation, life, death, and the future life of our loved ones. Jan Ellsworth Jackson then gave a very beautiful vocal solo. In all, this was a beautiful tribute to Rosalyn.

She was transported from Yuma, AZ to Logan, UT, for interment near her grandparents and others of her relatives. Others of her family and friends gathered in the Logan City Cemetery today, Saturday, 9 May 2009, to pay their respects, as she was laid to rest. We all then gathered at an LDS Ward House, for a luncheon and to exchange remembrances of Rosalyn. Much love and good feelings were expressed by those present.

Let us remember those who have served and sacrificed
By ROBERT E. L. INGRAM
It is important for us to remember those who are serving in uniform, those who have served and those who have given the ultimate sacrifice. I remember the time when I stood before that black wall of the Vietnam Memorial in Washington, D. C., with the 58,000 names of those who died in Vietnam—including, among many others, the name of Bravie Soto of Somerton.
I remember the time I stood before the white wall with the 1,600 names of those who died on the USS Arizona at Pearl Harbor.
I remember the times when I stood before the forest of white stones at the national cemeteries in Arlington, VA, and in the Punch Bowl in Hawaii.
I remember the time when I stood before the Tomb of the Unknowns and watched the steady pacing of the vigilant sentry of the honor guard there.
I remember the many who have struggled for the freedoms which we enjoy. The price that has been paid through the years for our right to be free is not to be forgotten, nor are we to fail when the bill falls due again.
I remember the many times men and women have stood and fallen—the brave farmers at Concord Bridge, Boston, Long Island, Princeton at Chriatmas time, the winter at Valley Forge, in the trenches at Yorktown, at Lundy’s Lane, Fort McHenry and before New Orleans.
And those who stood at Manassas Junction, Antietam, Fredericksburg, Gettysburg, Shiloh, Vicksburg, in gthe Wilderness, at Petersburg, and at Appamatox Court House.
And the men of the USS Maine and those who charged up San Juan Hill, The battles of the Marne, Meuse, the Argonne, Chateau Thiery.
I remember Pearl Harbor, Manila, Bataan, Corregidor, Wake Island, Tulagi, Guadalcanal, Tarawa, Midway, Leyte, Lingayen Gulf, Guam, Saipan, Tinian, Iwo Jima, Okinawa, North Africa, Sicily, Salerno, Anzio, crossin the Arno, Normandy at Omaha, Utah, Sword, and Gold Beaches, the Ardennes, the Battle of the Bulge, the bridge at Remagen and crossing the Rhein and the historic meeting with the Red Army along the Elbe. And the Pusan perimeter, the Inchon landing, Hamhung, Chosen, Hue, Lang San, Mae Ly.
All around the world, valiantly they stood and fought for the right as they understood the right.
To this list I can add those who took part in Desert Shield and Desert Storm, Somolia and Haiti.
These were the days when uncommon valor was a common possession.
On November 11, 1918 on the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month the end of the "War to End All Wars" was marked. This date must continue to remind us of the great cost of freedom and that this precious possession cannot long survive without at least a common desire to see it stand.
All those who share its benefits must stand ready to come to its defense. Even though it is not perfect, it is the best system in the whole world and we can do our best to see that it is perfected!
Robert E. L. Ingram is a Yuma resident.

Ingram Chronicle
Vol.4 No. 3
It's been a while since my last effort, but here goes again.
We had a very fine visit with all the Utah family on our trip to Saint George, Salt Lake City, and Jackson. We had a fun time sharing Saint George with Monika and her children. While there, we took in shows at Tuacahn Theater for the presentation of "Peter Pan", which was, as expected, very well done and very professional, and at the Saint George Theater for the presentation of "The Sound of Music", also very enjoyable.
Rosalyn has had her first course of chemotherapy as directed by Dr. Kenneth McClain of BCM, Houston, and Dr. Giangreco, Yuma. She has had a significant reduction in the external signs of the histiocytosis X, but with some serious side effects, such as weakness and loss of equilibrium in walking, some numbness in her face, arms, hands and feet, and significant fluid retention or edema. We are hoping that the second chemotherapy series will continue her improvement in her total health. Her doctors are quite concerned for her continuing health.
Brian found a local fellow who had a 21-foot Windstar Mark 22 sloop (single-masted sailboat) for sale at the surprisingly low price of $1500.00 for the boat and trailer! We made the purchase in November and the boat is parked in the back yard. Brian has been quite busy getting the boat in shipshape and sea-worthy order. Brian has named the sloop for his mother, the "Rosalyn." He did take the boat out to Senator's Wash reservoir for a trial sail--he and his buddies had to tow the boat back across the water to the launching ramp, swimming and rowing the boat--didn't understand how to tack her upwind! He has hopes of someday sailing it in the Gulf of California (Mar de Cortez)--after learning better how to control the craft. He has a small outboard motor--6 hp--as an auxiliary propulsion power, but it might not be quite powerful enough to push her about as needed.
Mother and I went over to San Diego for a Missionary Reunion with the San Diego Region Employment people and had a fine visit with all those that we knew from our Church Service Mission. We helped prepare the desserts by mother cutting the pies and placing them on plates and I placed the plates on the tables for the selection--pumpkin and apple pies, and a blueberry cream cheese cake. Yummmm! Kirk Draper, the Regional Office Manager is quite special, and we are grateful for his great assistance in getting the Arizona Yuma Stake Employment Center up and going. We do enjoy working with the Mesa Regional Office now, since the Yuma Stake has been fully moved into the Southwest US Region, from the San Diego Region.
I've been quite busy with setting up and holding Eagle Scout Boards of Review for the local Scout District, Ocotillo District. I think that we have had some 20 to 25 Eagle Scouts over this year! That is something for a district with only about 1400 to 1500 Cubs, Scouts, Varsity, and Venturers. We keep trying to serve even more young boys and young men, to share the good influence of Scouting with as many as possible.
We are presently preparing to hold another Family History Seminar, in January, and have had some 60+ registered already! We have some very good instructors and programs lined up for that Saturday.
I keep looking for any leads that I can find on our own family history, and hope that someone will continue the search after me, since this is a never ending enterprise. I have looked over the old listings that I have, and have sought to establish any remaining names of people who need to be processed and served. There are many collateral lines that need polishing, and I am seeking any and all possible support on these pursuits.
Well, this issue is all text so far, without the usual pictures, but I don't seem to have the ones I was looking for with me now. I shall try to include any I locate in a later Chronicle.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
Love,
Dad

Ingram Chronicle
Vol.4 No. 2

Hello! We are still here on this good green earth. We haven't gone off into a black hole somewhere in space. We've been rather busy with a wide variety of things. Gerry and I are approaching our fiftieth wedding anniversary, this week. We will be going to San Diego, to the temple for our celebration, looking to enjoy a few days there, before we begin our summer trip to Saint George and Jackson, WY. We will be stopping briefly in SLC, to look in on the families there. Most of our time will be visiting the condos and those areas. There will be more to report later on.

The Yuma Sun ran an article about the coming anniversary--noted by quite a number of our friends--but they had a rather large number of typos in the article--they misspelled mother's name (Gery Lynn instead of Geryl Lynn) and omitted Harold and Monika from the list of our children. I've made contact with the editor--Terry Ross--for a correction to be entered into the paper, but haven't seen it yet.

We will spend over a week in St George, from July 19th through the 28th, the n a few days in SLC and Beaver Dam, before we go on to Jackson, WY, from August 3rd through the 10th. We will then return to Yuma, for a variety of medical appointments, etc., before Rosalyn and I travel off to Houston, to visit Baylor Medical College, to have her "histiocytosis" condition examined by Dr. Kenneth McClain, who is said to be an outstanding specialist in this condition. We hope that this can be a great step in controlling her condition. We can hope for the best.

BMC is rated as one of the best schools and research institutions in the Southwestern US. It was headed a number of years ago by Dr Michael DeBakey, of heart transplant renown. It has continued to be a leading Medical School from the very beginning, years ago, in Dallas, where it was associated with Baylor Hospital and Baylor University at Waco. They moved to Houston in 1943, and were made independent of the University shortly thereafter. We hope that we are going with another "A" team, like Dr. Robert Spetzler, at Phoenix's Barrow Neurological Institute of St Joseph's Hospital, where Rosalyn had her brain surgery several years ago.

We have a very busy summer before us. We hope to see many of you in the next few weeks.

Ingram Chronicle
Vol.4 No. 1
Hello again! I've been rather occupied with a variety of events here and there. At the end of last year, your mother and I spent some time in Colonial Williamsburg and Fredericksburg, Virginia, seeing the colonial reconstructions and visiting the Virginia Ingrams. We had a really good time, both in the Williamsburg area, visiting Jamestown and Yorktown as well as CW, and in Fredericksburg with the baptism of Noah Ingram.
We had a real fine visit with all these fine family and friends.
We then went north to visit with the Fonnesbeck family and continue the process of clearing the old family home of relics and things. We still have a variety of things in the back of the white pickup that have no space at home.
We also had a fine gathering for Christmas in the Salt Lake City area, with the Torres' family and the Lamb family. We also had a nice visit with the Bennett family for your Aunt Genevieve's 80th birthday--with the families of Caroline Ugolini, Keith Bennett and Julie Halterman. We all gathered at Gena and Clyde's house to celebrate the occasion. Bob and Marcia and their bunch were also there to help with the celebration. The event was very special.

Genevieve Bennett and Gerry and Mathew Ingram in SLC.

Tim Smart as Santa Clause and Jennifer with their new baby girl.

As the New Year began, we had some pleasant events here. Brian had his Eagle Scout Court of Honor with all the trimmings, with quite a gathering of friends and family. We had quite a number there to see the achievement as an accomplished fact! We are still hoping that Stephen Ess will pursue the same course and complete his work toward his Eagle Scout Award, also. We gave your Mother an Eagle Scarf with stars for the four sons and four grandsons who have earned their Eagle Scout Awards. The scarves are from the Great Salt Lake Council.
I remain quite involved with the Stake Employment Center and the Family History Center, along with continuing as the Ocotillo District Eagle Scout Board of Review Chairman.
Last year, the Ocotillo District had about 24 Eagle Scout Awards earned by young men! Quite a show, for an area with only about 1000 involved in various levels of Scouting!
May you continue to have a good year.
Love,
Dad
Uncle Bob
Etc.

Harold and the children at Noah's baptism.

Ingram Chronicle
Vol. 3 No. 6

Well, another summer is about passed. We’ve been to Utah and back now, with quite a fine visit with all our families there. We were able to make two visits to Saint George ORE, especially with Monika and the children, to see how all have grown so much. We had fine visits with Alex and Lisa, Bob and Marcia, Harold and Monika, and their children.
It was a shock to see Grandfather Frank in his last days, with his body failing him so. It was good to be able to visit with him at least a little. We were able to see the tender care that Aunt Annette and Cousin Paul were giving him in his last days, and the caring that the other Torres brothers and Lamb cousins were there to help provide him. The feelings of all the people of the Parley’s 4th Ward were very comforting for the family through the memorial service.
The interment in Logan City Cemetery was very nice, with the assistance of the mortuary staff and all. We were able to gather there after the drive up from Salt Lake City, in peace and safety.
All of the Fonnesbeck family members were able to assemble together, your mother and I, Christian and Sydney, Annette and Emerito, Kathryn and Wayne, and Robert, except that Kristine was not able to be there. She is recuperating from her auto accident—severe broken bones and strained tissues—but beginning to heal and get around the house.
Your mother and I were able to see Zion National Park from the Park Shuttle Bus. We also took our usual drive through the tunnel toward the East side of the Park, and enjoyed the scenery very much.
While in St George the first time, we saw a local production of "The Sound Of Music" in the round as performed by the St George Musical Theater group. The casting was very good, Maria, the Baron von Trapp, and the Mother Superior were in very good voice. The Nazis were the ones you could really hate! It was an outstanding production.
We also took Rosalyn, Monika, and the kids to see "The Beauty And The Beast" at Tuahcan Outdoor Theater near Ivins, but the performance got rained out part way through—with lightning and thunder and all—just not safe for the cast or the patrons!
Brian drove my pickup truck up to Salt Lake City to visit, and was able to attend the memorial service for Grandfather. He brought a friend, TJ, to be with him on the road, so when they were to take Rosalyn back with them, they had to trade the pickup for the van, and your mother and I drove it back to Yuma when we came home.
There is much to do to take care of all the family heirlooms in the house on South 20th East, to close the home of some sixty some years. There are many memories that prevail in the walls and rooms of the place. Many happy and sad moments have transpired there. The sharing of many little things were of importance, to have mementos and relics of lives lived in full, and the great love that filled the rooms and all. The little Hummel figures that filled the mantle above the fireplace were treasures to be shared among the daughters and granddaughters. Pictures and other items will be shared through the family, to remain as reminders to all of the great love that was shared there.
We are back at work here in Yuma, doing those things that need to be done about the house. We've had several wet monsoon rains in the area, some really wetting down the neighborhoods. Fortunately, we were in the house as the rains started, so we didn't have to venture out and get really wet—the cars were closed up and safe from the downpour! We went out on the front porch to see the rain up close and personal without getting too exposed. The rain was a pleasant relief from the usual August heat—but the humidity can get unbearable!
Well, this will be all for this edition.
Love, Dad

Ingram Chronicle
Vol. 3 No. 5
Continuing the experiences of the Atomic Veteran, with reference to "Operation Castle" and my experiences there, I need to review the experiences of some others, who were more seriously exposed after the very first event.
The USS Pasig (AW-3) had made a delivery of fresh water to the Air Force Base on Eniwetak Island and the Atomic Energy Commission contractor facility on Parry Island at Eniwetak Atoll. She was a special ship that was called on to ferry fresh water to ships and stations that didn't have adequate fresh water supplies of their own. She was sailing directly back to Pearl Harbor. She was scheduled to take on another load of water for the complexes in the test area. She was about 700 nautical miles down wind from the Ground Zero on Bikini Atoll, as the first test event took place. While we in the Sioux made our sampling runs under the fallout cloud, the Pasig was steaming serenely along, unaware of the load of radioactive materials accumulating on her topsides. After the Sioux had reported our experience of that day, the Pasig was surveyed, and discovered that they had a large amount of fallout on deck and in their living spaces, tracked in by crewmen doing their ordinary duties. They had to take some very serious work, to reduce the effected spaces. They were somewhat successful, without any crew members being severely injured by their exposure to the fall out.
About 50 nautical miles further away, from the Pasig, the Japanese fishing boat, Fortunate Dragon, was blithely fishing for albacore tuna, in the Central Pacific, in an area thought to be well away from the test zone. The crew of fishermen continued their labors, collecting a large catch of the tuna, and noticed the appearance of a flaky white powder on their ship and catch. They were sustaining themselves by eating some of their fresh catch—along with the flaky white powder—and ingesting very large doses of radioactive materials. Many of these Japanese fishermen died a horrible death from the ingested materials.
I don't remember the name of the small "jeep" carrier that was a part of the Task Group, but there were several helicopters from a Marine unit aboard her. The Marines were wearing their regular "fatigue" dress—with the wide band of fabric above the belt, with the tops tucked inside their pants tops. This produced an outward folding lip on their trouser tops, which became a perfect collection point for the "hot" fallout from the event cloud. Several Marines ended up getting an early release and quick flight back to the States, for emergency surgery, to remove the radiation burns that cropped up about their waists!
While out at Eniwetak Atoll, I was able to make a connection with the LDS group on the Air Base there, and to attend several Sunday services. I had the opportunity to exercise my Priesthood, as a Deacon, since most of the Air Force fellows were returned Missionaries, and had been drafted through Selective Services! I was the only AP there, and they were kind enough to allow me to be of active use as I was able to meet with them. That was a good time--since I was the only member of the Church on the Sioux! I did a lot of reading of the Bible and Book of Mormon while we were cruising there.
I was always glad to be able to visit with the Church in ports, particularly in San Diego--I usually visited the North Park Stake wards--I had encountered the members through their service, by assignment, to the Recruit Training Station, to provide services on that Naval Station. On the USS Haven, there were two of us, myself and the ship's Communications Officer, who was a full Lieutenant--we didn't have much to do with each other on board--Church-wise--since he was OIC over the radio and electronic people of the Haven.
While we were at sea, there were few opportunities to attend Church services--although we did have a Catholic Chaplain on the Haven, the Sioux was much too small to rate any such an officer. I had established some contacts with the Church in both San Diego and San Francisco, where I was able to meet with the good people whenever I was in either port over a Sunday.
I have to laugh at the turn of events at the Presidio in SF, where the OIC of the 6th Army Communications Center was a Colonel Stewart, who was LDS, and who was kind enough to take me on a tour of his huge radio facility there. He was a full "bird" and I was a Seaman Apprentice (E-2), at the time. While walking about the Presidio, he placed me under "arrest," which required me to remove my white hat and walk directly beside him, where he could immediately supervise me. This was the result of meeting all the junior Army officers and exchanging salutes. Such protocol! I really enjoyed seeing the types of equipment that the 6th Army was using to handle their traffic with the forces in the Far East and with the Pentagon in DC!