Ingram Chronicle
Volume 2 Number 6
The Sunday before we left—27 June, your mother and I had the opportunity to speak on a patriotic theme at Sacrament Meeting. The Bishopric caught us before we could get out of town. It was a good talk by your Mom. I had found several references to patriotic themes on the Church WebPage <www.lds.org> and the extensive magazine articles by the General Authorities. I don’t mind stealing ideas and thoughts from the best—Pres. Benson, Elder Oakes, etc. Our text was from Ether 2:11, on the blessed nature of this land as a land of freedom, as long as we held to the laws and commandments of God.
I must relate somewhat about our travel from Yuma to Salt Lake City. We started out quite late in the day—I had misplaced my Temple Recommend and had to make a quick connection with Bishop Squires and President Spencer to replace that. We were finally on the road about 1:30 PM, I started off driving the Ford Ranger—Rosie and Becky will return to Yuma in that next week—I was out on US95 toward the College when your mother and the girls caught up with me and took the lead.
All was fine, until we stopped at the Pilot filling station on I-40 and AZ95—after we’d filled both gas tanks, I moved the Ranger off the pump line to park it by the store—your mother couldn’t get the van to start! Not a single peep—nothing! I then tried to jump start the van with the Ranger—no go!
I then made recourse to the AAA roadside assistance. Shortly, a nice fellow showed up with his flat-bed tow truck—and was able use his portable jump-start battery to get the van running. Your mother had found that the battery was from Wal-Mart (ticket and warranty)—and there was a Wal-Mart 20 miles back in Lake Havasu City. I then drove the van to the store—the fellow followed us to Wal-Mart in the tow truck—and around back looking for the automotive department—ain’t none—and the van died there for good. I went through the J. C. Penney store to go into the Wal-Mart and bought a new battery—had to call a roadside service mechanic—no help from Wal-Mart! No mechanics! The new battery checked out ok and the other electrical systems were fine.
We were finally on the road to Mesquite—to follow Rosie and Becky—who’d taken off from the Pilot store while we awaited the AAA roadside service. Mother and I grabbed a quick bite in Las Vegas at the Golden Arches—and arrived in Mesquite just before midnight. The remainder of the trip was nothing off beat, except for the several construction projects—Rosie and Becky stopped in Cedar City to take in a play at the Shakespeare Festival, "My Fair Lady"—they will see another on their way back home next week, "Taming of the Shrew".
On the way into SLC, we stopped off to visit your Aunt Genevieve Bennett, who’s in the rehab center at Highland Care Center, recovering from her fall in the family back yard. She has breaks in her pelvis and saccrum, quite painful and slow mending.
We have now passed over the glorious Fourth of July and all its excitement—fireworks, picnic, and all. Your mother and I, along with Rosalyn and Becky are enjoying the opportunity to visit with all the various family here in Salt Lake City.
We have visited with Bob and Marcia, and their family, briefly on the 3rd, just before they took off for Bob’s tour at San Diego for his Naval Reserve "Cruise" on the beach.
Your uncle Robert Fonnesbeck, along with Jens and Eric passed through on their way to Provo and then returned with Kris and her sister on their way to Costa Mesa—Robert had to be to his Bishopric Meeting at 6:30 AM on Sunday, the Fourth! He is the new Bishop there.
Kathryn came through from helping Michael move into new digs in Saint Louis—and is as busy as ever.
We had a fun picnic dinner with the Torres crowd—Annette and Emerito, Peter and Sarah with little Max, Aaron and Hillery, and Jennifer and Tim. Sarah’s Mom Ann was there with Bishop Brad Stewart and his wife and daughter.
We have made some contacts with others in the family and friends—Aunt Elaine Rasmusson, Julie Halterman, Caroline Ugolini, and Bill Breck. We hope to visit as many as we can—so as to renew our fellowship with the clan. We’ve had some contacts with Brian, thanks to the cell-‘phones that we have.
Hermana Maria Torres is due to return from her mission in Central America this next week, 23 July—to report on that next Sunday in the Parley’s 4th Ward—it will be good to see her again. She has reported such good things to your Grandfather Fonnesbeck.
Also, I’ve been enjoying the notes from Elder Brandon J. L. Ingram from the Honduras Teguchigalpa Mission in Central America. His adventures are quite important to your mother and I. As you may have noted, I’ve tried to share these with you all as they have come in—his dad is now sending them on to the mailing list that I was using.
As you can see, we are doing just fine at the moment. I hope to spend a day or two in the Family History Library here in SLC, doing some more research on the family tree—trying to follow up on a few new leads to pursue the John Ingram line back into England, perhaps to York. The detective work goes on—where it will lead I don’t know, but I am hopeful to find more than I know about them at present.
This will suffice for the moment—May God Bless You All—Dad