Hubbard Book

Legacy of Ron & June Hubbard

February 17, 2007

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TABLE OF CONTENTS Life history of June Hubbard Life history of Ronald Hubbard Introduction Memories from the MacKay family Mark & Penny MacKay Marc MacKay Matt & Amy MacKay Mindy & Joe Ruganis Mike & Sara MacKay Michelle & Derek Pyper Marie and Kevin Christensen Memories from the Hubbard family Jim & Connie Hubbard Jenny & Lee Wilstead Jared & Stephanie Hubbard Jamie & Brett Shipp Jesse & Chelsea Hubbard Clint Hubbard Memories from the Clarke family Mary & Jeff Clarke Ryan & Teri Clarke Dale & Amy Clarke Peter & Jessica Clarke Summer Clarke Leisha & Derik Wiberg Cami Clarke Memories from the Cleaver family Jill & Rick Cleaver Nathan & Emilee Cleaver Alan & Laura Cleaver Penny & Dave Church Preston & Jennifer Cleaver Telly & Nick Hartman Logan Cleaver Brian Cleaver Jill & Rick Cleaver Memories from Jane Hubbard Jane Hubbard Memories from the Hubbard family Jess & Laurie Hubbard Jenessa Hubbard Brooklin Hubbard Kara Hubbard Mitch Hubbard Derek Hubbard

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Life history of June Hubbard I was born on June 29, 1925 to Loyd LaVerl Christiansen and Mary Clara Ostler. I was the second of six children born to Loyd and Clara. I attended the first and second grades in Ibapah, Utah and Ely, Nevada. Part of those years, I rode a horse to school each day with my older brother LaVerl. I attended the rest of my school years from third year up, in Tooele, Utah. Since I was used to only a one-room school with about a dozen students, I found it difficult to adjust to a larger school. One of the things that made it easier for me was winning a hopscotch tournament at the grade school. I graduated in 1944 from Tooele High School. I joined the Army Nurse Cadet Corps in September 1944 and graduated in the fall of 1947 in San Francisco. I was the only active LDS girl in the nurses’ dormitory. Some of the nursing students started to ask me about my religion and made fun of me for having a Book of Mormon on my desk. Since I didn’t know much about it, I was embarrassed and was going to hide my book during lunch. I went to the room and started reading the book, and I hadn’t got very far before I felt the spirit of it. I finished reading and then launched into a study of the Gospel and gained a very strong testimony that has never left me to this day. It was while I was attending church in the San Francisco ward that I met Ronald F. Hubbard. I was married November 10, 1948 by Joseph Fielding Smith, an apostle of the Lord, in the Salt Lake Temple. My two sisters, Loya and Bonney, were also married on that same day by him.

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When Ron and I first got married, Ron worked for the state of California with an attorney that was holding California Liquor hearings. It was during this time, that Penny was born at the Mary’s Help Hospital, on September 8, 1949. Not long after Penny was born, Ron went to work in Fresno, California at a court reporting firm. Our second child, James Loyd Hubbard, was born on October 8, 1950. In April of 1951, Ron was called back into the Navy in the Korean conflict until June of 1952. Mary was born a few months later and our lives took on a more normal pattern. Ron was in the bishopric of the Fresno First Ward and I worked on the MIA stake board. Jill was born on April 13, 1954. Jane was born on January 18, 1957. We loved our little house and worked hard in the yard. We had a large garden with half of it planted in peanuts.

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Ron wanted very much to go back to Utah to live. He was offered a job as a court reporter in the Federal Court in Salt Lake City. We were fortunate to find a new home, just built, to move into in Bountiful, Utah on 475 East 1350 North. In 1963, Samuel Jesse Hubbard was born. We moved in 1965 to a bigger house, because the front room and kitchen were getting too small. Ron and the kids liked the house on Larsen Drive and so did I. We received a mission call to Tacoma, Washington the first of January and entered the MTC in March 1992.

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Life history of Ronald Hubbard I was born February 17, 1917 to Jesse LeRoy Hubbard and Sarah Estelle Beecher. Our home was in Carey, Idaho. I believe my dad built this house with his own hands. My dad bought a brand new Model T Ford for $300. He paid for it with a handshake and paid the actual cash several months later when he sold his crops. In about 1920, my dad thought the Little Wood River wasn’t running enough water for all the farmers, so he loaded up the family in the Model T and we moved to Ogden, Utah. Our first house at 1970 Jackson Ave., cost about $2,000. We had electricity but no indoor plumbing. That came a few years later. I always felt my mother thought I was her favorite child. She was never angry with me in her whole life. I went to kindergarten when I was 6 years old. She wrote a note to the teacher saying she thought I should be in the second grade. In my preschool years, mom often told me bedtime stories, not about Beauty and the Beast but about David and Daniel or other Bible stories. At age 8, my mother started me learning piano on our pump organ. At age 9, pop bought a piano. During the 1920s, pop took us on some great vacations in the Model T Ford. The biggest one was to Grand Canyon, Bryce Canyon and Zions Canyon. In the 1930s, we started having Hubbard reunions in Elba, Idaho on Grandpa David Hubbard’s farm. In 1934, I graduated from Ogden High School at the age of 17. I could have been an A+ student if I had studied hard enough. The first date I ever had with a girl was when I was 17. From the spring of 1936 until the end of August 1939, I worked as a can stacker for the American Can Company. This is a skilled occupation and I was damn good at it. The winters of 1937 and 1938, I attended the Smithsonian Business College in Ogden. I enlisted in the Navy on March 2, 1942 and started at Treasure Island. I was made the secretary to the chaplain of the island. I met June Christiansen at MIA in the San Francisco Ward in 1947. On November 10, 1948, we were married in the Salt Lake Temple along with her two sisters Bonney and Loya by Joseph Fielding Smith.

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Introduction This book is dedicated to Ron and June Hubbard. They are a light and example to many people inside and outside of their posterity. Aside from being a mother/father, grandma/grandpa, great grandma/great grandpa, they have been friends, role models and heroes to so many people. They inspire us to be better. This is our tribute to these wonderful people who have helped us become the people we are. They have left a legacy that will continue to grow for years and years to come. We love you, The Hubbard family



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Thankful Mark and Penny

I had a happy childhood and I have a happy adulthood thanks to both of you.

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I can’t tell you enough how thankful I am that you are my parents. I had a happy childhood, and now I have a happy adulthood, thanks to both of you. I always loved our home life, and every member of our family and the spirit that you BOTH brought to our home. I am also indebted to you for the testimony that you gave me through osmosis that always seemed to be a part of me, because it was always a part of both of YOU. What an empty life I would have without this one-and-only true gospel of Jesus Christ, which I know with all my heart is THE right path. I am thankful for my music. It makes me a better and happier person. Nothing can quite compare with music. Dad set the example of music, and mother set the discipline to learn music in our home. Music has brought us closer as a family in performing together. Music has also lifted our spirits to a higher realm and brought joy to us all. J = “Just try.” Mom didn’t accept lazy excuses. U = Umbrella. Mom was our umbrella and protected us from evil. N = Never give up. Mom taught us persistence and strong faith. E = Ever selfless. Mom’s thoughts and actions are unselfish. R = Red. Dad’s young nickname for his red hair. O = Optimistic. Dad gravitated to happy thoughts. N = Nice. Dad is the nice guy that everyone likes. Thank you for being the best parents in the world. Love, Penny and Mark



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Happy Marc MacKay My memories of Grandma and Grandpa Hubbard are going to visit them on Sundays, and they were always so happy to see us. They would give us candy, and they had that big bag of gummy bears that we would eat. They loved us so much because they had that chart that said when everyone got their Eagle Scout or Young Women Medallion. I also remember the big pine tree that was in their front yard that I would climb all the way to the top with my cousins. It was always fun to get together with family at their house. I have never seen Grandpa or Grandma get mad at anyone or anything. They are the nicest old people I’ve ever met. Elder Marc Mackay Marc is serving a mission in the Tempe, Arizona mission. He will return from the mission field in August 2008.

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Determined Matt & Amy MacKay

Grandpa never speaks ill of anyone. He gives everyone the benefit of the doubt.

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We always loved to go to Grandma’s house because she had candy. She always had a jar or two of candy stocked on her kitchen counter. She always had uplifting quotes on her fridge. She is very proud of her family.  She made each and everyone of us feel special.  I remember when Michael left to go to boot camp for the Air Force, Grandma and Grandpa arrived late and were unable to say good-bye before he boarded the plane. Grandma did not let that stop her. She marched straight down the boarding tunnel to the airplane (with permission) boarded the airplane and gave Mike a hug and told him how much she loved him before he left. That impressed me with how much she loves us all.   Grandpa never speaks ill of anyone. He gives everyone the benefit of the doubt. He believes in the good of everyone. He loves to talk to anyone about themselves. He is truly interested in their lives. I can remember visiting him at work when I was young. Everyone seemed to know him and loved to talk with him. Grandpa never had ulterior motives. He is completely sincere and never selfish in his desires. Love, Matthew MacKay

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Friendly Mindy & Joe Ruganis The greatest memory I have of Grandma Hubbard is that she has always been my friend and my support. I remember a particular time when someone close to me had hurt me and Grandma gave me a huge hug and consoled me for quite a while. I also remember the sleepovers Jamie and I would have with Grandma. She’d take us to Hardee’s for dinner and then we got to play all night long. In the morning we’d watch cartoons and have toast and hot chocolate. I loved being with Grandma all the time, especially because she always had gum. The greatest memory I have of Grandpa Hubbard is how interested he is in each person’s life. He is the friendliest and most inquisitive person I know. I loved sharing stories with Grandpa, because I knew he was always listening intently. I also love the fact that Grandpa could be a friend with anyone that he came into contact with. I don’t think there is a soul on earth that didn’t like Grandpa. He made even the most shy or most reserved person feel comfortable.

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[Grandma] has always been my friend and my support.

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Love, Mindy Ruganis

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Examples Mike & Sara MacKay

What an impact [Grandma] had on my life. Would I still find comfort in my Savior if she hadn’t come to my rescue? I don’t know.

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In a time of divided understanding and search for inspiration, Grandma Hubbard was a Godsend for me. On a dark, uncomfortable night I knelt in my camouflage uniform praying for understanding and support from my Heavenly Father. I was confused by the literature a friend had handed me a day earlier, my testimony hung by a thread. I was sure that God was answering my questions, and I had been duped through my ties to the church. That was when it happened. Like a light from the clouds sending angels to protect me, my Grandma bombarded me with letters from Heaven. It was as if she had been listening to my prayers because she answered my questions one after the other. Implanted within the letters were small pieces of paper laminated with quotes from prophets and encouraging phrases. She directed me to place them in my wallet so I would remember and keep the Lord in my mind. What an impact she had on my life. Would I still find comfort in my Savior if she hadn’t come to my rescue? I don’t know; but I will never forget what she did for me. I still hold my laminated cards and cherish them as I do her. Grandpa Hubbard is a quitessential gentleman. When I was just fourteen or so, I had ventured to Crossroads Mall with a group of friends that were cooler than I--hence my ever-tenacious attitude to please them. As the day went on, my ambiguous position within the group was beginning to solidify. Pleased with myself after the day had come to an end, we went to catch the bus home. The line was overwhelmingly large. As we stood at the back, I saw Grandpa Hubbard about twenty yards ahead of us at the front of the line. I must say I was quite concerned as I was in the midst of performing my “cool guy” act. As the first bus came, I watched Grandpa step aside and allow the bus to be filled, even though he was the first person. By this time we were much closer and my friends started commenting about the nice guy at the front of the line. We all made the next bus and Grandpa entered very last. He approached me and my friends and made a fantastic impression on all of us. He couldn’t have been more kind. We asked him to sit in the seat next to us, but he replied that the bus stops frequently, and he wouldn’t want anyone who got on to have to stand. So, he stood for the rest of bus ride home charming us with kindness and his gregarious nature. Love, Mike MacKay

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Loving Michelle & Derek Pyper I remember going and visiting Grandma and Grandpa Hubbard every Sunday. It was something we always looked forward to. But my favorite thing was when we got ready to go home, Grandpa would walk us out to our car. As we drove away, Marie and I would stick our foot up in the sky and wave good-bye to Grandpa and then he did the same. He would stick his leg up and shake! Marie and I always looked forward to that. He was always so loving and fun with us. I always felt loved by Grandpa. One memory that has always stuck with me is when Grandma read 2 Nephi 24:16 “They that see thee shall narrowly look upon thee, and shall consider thee, and shall say: Is this the man that made the earth to tremble, that did shake kingdoms?” I remember her explaining to me in the way she perceived this verse. She pictured us looking up Satan in the next life and almost squinting, wondering, and seeing how small and puny he his. How is it that HE caused so much pain and fear? He is nothing.

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Grandma brought the scriptures to life for me. She showed me how to read them and how to ‘feel’ the words.

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This stuck with me always because Grandma brought the scriptures to life for me. She showed me how to read them and how to ‘feel’ the words. I’ve always appreciated that and loved her for that legacy. Love, Michelle Pyper

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Aspirations Marie & Kevin Christensen

Grandpa Hubbard is the kind of person I aspire to be.

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When I think of Grandma Hubbard, I think of strength and determination. She has so much will power, she could do anything she set her mind to. Grandma Hubbard taught me how to work. Almost every Saturday, I would go to her house and weed her yard and plant flowers. More than wanting me to weed her yard, I think she wanted to help me learn the importance of diligence and hard work. Before I got baptized, she sat down with me and explained how important this covenant was. Tears filled her eyes as she expressed how happy she was that I made this decision. Deep down, I knew that what she was saying was true because it came from her heart. Even a young eight-year-old girl could see the light in her eyes and the love she had for other people. Grandpa Hubbard is the kind of person I aspire to be. No matter what difficulty came his way, he would never complain. I remember him saying, “Nothing is worth complaining about.” He had a joy for music. Whenever I came over to his house, he would ask me to play the piano for him. I could play for hours and he would make sure I knew the name and composer of each piece I played. You could tell he was closest to heaven when he was listening to music. He never got bored of me playing, even when I would make mistake after mistake. He helped me to appreciate the simple things in life. Overall, I’ve noticed how dedicated Grandma and Grandpa are to each other. You can tell they love each other so much. Even through all of their difficulties, nothing could ever come between them. I love you guys! Love, Marie Christensen

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Fortunate Jim & Connie Hubbard

I have had a great life so far and it is all to your credit.

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Looking back on life with you when I was in school brings back a flood of memories. Those times were good. There was plenty of excitement and noise around the house. The house on 474 East 1350 North has the most memories. I remember Dad helping me build a high jump bar and stand that was also used as a pole vault bar. I remember tying four bicycle tubes together. I hooked one end to the vent pipe on the roof and the other end around my waist. When I jumped off the roof, I found out from my impact that I had used too many tubes. I don’t know how I can repay you for letting me have all of my pets. There was the dogs, guinea pigs, hamsters, fish, snakes, frogs, turtles, lambs, chicks, lizards, horny toads, and birds, all in the house. The music portion of my life was huge. To look back on it now is pleasant. At the time, I was practicing and watching the clock, it seemed to last an eternity. Mom’s Sunday dinners were always great to look forward to. Her homemade donuts, jelly rolls, ice cream rolls, Christmas candies, hand dipped chocolates, roasted pine nuts, bottled fruit and dried fruit were the best for us kids to help out with and snack on. I remember the time Mom helped me out with the Heber Valley Triathlon. She was my support team when I came out of the lake swim, she was there holding my bike with the pedal in just the right position for me to make a fast start. Everyone has had good times down at Dad’s office helping out. I guess it wasn’t helping out because we always got paid for everything we did. The Saturday morning hikes with Dad were always fun. We would go up towards Buckland Flats or Ward Canyon. The hikes were for my hiking merit badge. Saturday mornings were also famous for getting up before sunrise and heading out to the Church farm in Fresno to the grape vineyards and peach orchards. Scout swimming trips, scout overnights, week long camps and scout meetings are a very vivid memory. We always zipped our sleeping bags together on the overnight camps so that we could stay warmer.

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Fast forward to 1987, when we went hiking to Ben Lomond Peak. That was with Jess, Laurie, and Jared. It was about 18 miles total that day. That was the best sight to see Dad sitting on top of the peak. There are way too many memories to put down on this page. The fact of the matter is that I have had a great life so far and it is all to your credit. Thank you very much for the exciting journey. Love, Jim Dear Ron and June, I can still remember the first time I met you. Jim took me over to your house on one of my visits to Salt Lake. You were so nice and treated me like a special visitor. You have always been so accepting of me and treated me like a daughter. All the dinner parties and get-togethers have been fun. I remember thinking how great it was that the grandkids couldn’t wait to be 14 so they could be included in the dinner parties!

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I have been fortunate, like so many others, to have gone down to Ron’s office and worked for him. That was a great experience. It was nice to experience and see what Ron did for so many years. I remember lots and lots of talks around the kitchen table and learning so much from both of you. We have so many good memories of trips and excursions. We went all the way to Oklahoma together for Jaden’s baby blessing and met you in Washington when you were on your mission. We have enjoyed all the many times we have gone out to lunch or dinner. Such a treat! Thank you for all your concern, counseling, prayers and love for Jim and I and all our children. You have such a great family and I am very blessed to be a part of it. I love you both very much. Love, Connie

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Stories Jenny & Lee Wilstead

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My earliest memories of Grandma and Grandpa are when we used to go out behind the house and sit by the creek. There wasn’t a fence and I would just roam around. I felt like I was in a fairyland. I loved riding the bus down to Grandpa’s office. Sometimes it was scary. I wasn’t sure if I would get off at the right stop or if someone would kidnap me. It was so fun to hang around and watch Grandpa work. We would then drive home in his Volkswagen. When we would arrive at the house, Grandma would make me feel so welcome. I always felt spoiled. Sometimes I would get to hang out with Jane and Sam. When it came to bedtime, I always got to sleep in Grandma and Grandpa’s bed. Grandpa always snored and it was like sleeping in between two very hot furnaces. Grandma always snuggled. The basement was very scary to me. I just knew that there was a person hanging out in the furnace room. In the morning when I would wake up, Grandma would always have hot chocolate made and toast, sliced into three pieces, to dunk in the hot chocolate. That became my favorite breakfast. Her mayo, tuna, butter sandwiches were to die for. Another thing I remember was going to Grand Central and getting to buy paper dolls and lipgloss. Grandma actually taught me a trick with make up. You put on lipstick and then put on Vaseline. It made it sparkle. I thought of course that that should work with eyeshadow also. So I put on Grandma’s blue eyeshadow followed by Vaseline. That was interesting trying to get it off. I also loved the laundry shoot, especially when Jamie got locked in the bathroom and Sam had to climb up the shoot to get the door unlocked. The tire swing was a lot of fun in the backyard. I was older, so I didn’t get to enjoy it as much. I remember bagging sand and carrying them to help with the flooding in Bountiful. Many conversations occurred with Grandma and Grandpa. The one that I will never forget is when Grandpa was driving home from work and I asked him what a prostitute was. I meant to say Protestant. Needless to say, I didn’t catch my mistake until Grandpa answered my question. How embarrassing. I loved hearing about their stories. Grandpa being in the Navy and Grandma being a nurse. I was always proud of them and all of their accomplishments. They are the best examples in the world. I wouldn’t be who I am today without their help, love and support. They helped in every way they could think. I love them and will never forget all of the love that they showed me. To the GREATEST Grandparents in the world. Hats off to you. Love, Jenny Wilstead

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Visits Jared & Stephanie Hubbard I remember as a child going to Grandma and Grandpa Hubbard’s many times for sleepovers. It seems like I was age 7 through 11 when I would do this. I would get on the bus next to our house there in Midvale. My mom would be there to help me get on the bus and let the bus driver kind of know what was going on. Then the journey up to the Judge Building on 300 South would begin. I would start to get anxious around 1300 South, knowing the small address numbers were close. I would worry that I would miss the stop. So I would keep my hand close to the pull cable that would alert the bus driver that someone wanted to get off. Sometimes Grandpa would be waiting at the bus stop for me, but not always. If he was not there I would find my way up to his office myself. Then after playing in his office on the different typewriters, adding machines, tape recorders, etc., Grandpa and I would either take his Volkswagon or the bus to Bountiful to his home.

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I remember as a child going to Grandma and Grandpa Hubbard’s many times for sleep overs.

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Many times, especially when Jenny had come to their house with me, Grandma would drop us off at Grand Central. Grandma would give us some spending money and then load us up with dimes (10 to 15 or so, while it only cost 10 cents to make a call) to make sure we would have enough to call her on the pay phone to come and get us when we were ready. Most of the time we would use the extra dimes to buy toys or candy and then walk up 5th south back to Grandma and Grandpa’s home. I loved doing this it made me feel big and that I could do things by myself. It was a great time! I don’t believe I could do this with my kids in this day and age. But I’m thankful I was able to! Love, Jared

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Pillars of strength Jamie & Brett

They are pillars of strength to their family and give those around them a desire to be and act better.

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Grandma and Grandpa Hubbard have always been an amazing example to me. They are pillars of strength to their family and give those around them a desire to be and act better. I always enjoyed sleepovers at their house with Mindy. I knew that I would get hot chocolate and toast for breakfast and a day of swimming at Grandma Chris’ house. Their love and support while I was on my mission made struggles in the work so much easier and also gave me a desire to work harder. They have always been interested in me and what’s going on in my life. I have always felt special and important around them. No one could ask for better grandparents. I love you Grandma and Grandpa! Love, Jamie Shipp & family Brett, Brendon, & Bryon

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Laughs Jesse & Chelsea Hubbard Most of my earliest memories of Grandma include Mike and I. I remember the two of us would often sleep over and Grandma would have us sleep in the bed downstairs next to her room. She would tuck us in, tell us good night, and hand each of us a Snickers to eat as we fell asleep. I also remember the two of us getting in trouble by Grandma for climbing down her laundry chute from the bathroom into the basement. When my Dad was still dating Connie, I would often stay with Grandma. I was with her when we got hit on the freeway and she had to go to the hospital. For some reason I was not injured despite the fact that I wasn’t even wearing a seat belt. Grandma told me that I had Christiansens on the other side holding me down into the seat. I remember often taking the bus downtown by myself to work with Grandpa at his office. I think all I really ever did there was play with his big adding machine and waste all of his paper. He would always take me out to Hardee’s and buy me a hamburger. One time when we were leaving his house to go get some lunch we pulled up to a stop sign in his Toyota Celica and he said, “Jesse, do you think that I can make the tires squeal?” He then dropped the clutch and peeled out onto the street. He has always been very entertaining with a great sense of humor.

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Love you both! Thank you so much for all that you have done. Jesse Hubbard

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Support Clint Hubbard

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Grandma and Grandpa have always been good to me. They always have supported me in scouting and in school. They came to my baptism and to birthday parties. They have always made sure I kept playing the piano and playing soccer. But my fondest memories were when we went to dinner. First it was Home Town Buffet. I always had some chocolate milk. Then we started going to Chuck-A-Rama. I still got the chocolate milk and remember always getting some fried chicken. After that we started going to China Gourmet. They didn’t have chocolate milk. I was pretty depressed. I always got the stir fry there. Mmmm. Good stuff, good times. So, as I said before, Grandma and Grandpa have always been good to me. Clint Hubbard

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Caring Mary & Jeff Clarke

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My Dear Mother • Is a Great Mom. • She cares for everyone. • Mother goes out of her way to help others in need. • Mother is the main “hub” of the family. • The family meets at Mother and Pop’s house. • Mother is full of wisdom. • Mother took care of Grandma Chris day and night. • Mother took turns caring for Grandma Hubbard. • Mother loves God and looks forward to being in His presence. • I loved the time we went to Cleavers as a family and mother drove the tractor almost into the house. • I loved watching Mother ride Cleaver’s horse. • Mother kept us a close family that gets together regularly. • Mother is a great example to all of us.  • I love Mother for her kindness, love, acceptance, patience, helpfulness, teachings • Pop is so happy and kind. • Pop loves to socialize with anyone and everyone.  • P  op is a great pianist.  We all enjoy listening to his music  he plays from memory. • One of my favorite memories about Pop is when I was rooming with Penny.  Pop would come down often at nighttime and sing to us.  He would have a “Never Ending” song about his Navy experiences.  He sang me to sleep many nights. • Pop is interested in everyone.  He starts up conversations with whoever is in sight.  • Pop shares his chips, nuts, etc with everyone. • Pop takes good care of Mother. • Pop helps Mother whenever she asks for help.  • Pop misses many  activites to stay home and take care of Mother. • Pop was so much fun to play with at the Joseph Smith Memorial Building.  • People would come over just to thank him. • Pop would help me with my homework. • Pop is fun to talk to. • I love to spend time with Pop. Love, Mary Clarke

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Appreciation Dale & Amy Clarke

Some of the most vivid memories I have of Grandma involve sleepovers in her basement.  Grandma was always very gracious and kind.  She would make us kids a nice dinner, and my personal favorite: melted cheese sandwiches.  Then we would go hide in the bathroom upstairs and drop clothes and toys down their laundry shoot without her knowing.  Somehow, I knew that Grandma was aware of the games we played in the bathroom, but she usually let us be kids and enjoy ourselves.  I used to dream about sliding down the shoot.  Then we would head downstairs to sleep in the family room, which was a little scary except that we knew that Grandma and Grandpa were in the room next door.  Grandma accepted everyone for who they were, and was so proud of all her grandchildren.  Grandma was so proud of her grandsons that received their Eagle Scout awards.  She was pivotal is helping me desire to go on a mission.  We love Grandma a ton!

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I remember Grandpa walking us out to the car after every visit, and waiving to us as we drove down the street.  I remember Grandpa’s mysterious basement office where he worked late into the night.  And I remember working with Grandpa in his office in Salt Lake City, and watching him fall asleep on his “in-office” bed.  How many of us would absolutely love to have a bed in their office?  Grandpa, your office setup was amazing!  Grandpa is one of the most patient people I know.  You always knew that Grandpa loved and appreciated you when you visited.  We love you Grandpa! Love, Dale Clarke

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Friendly Ryan & Teri Clarke

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Grandma and Grandpa loved company and loved having the grandkids over to visit. I remember going to their house for sleepovers. We would watch a Clint Eastwood western and Grandma would pull out the huge gallon bucket of neapolitan ice cream which we would eat with our grilled cheese sandwiches. Grandma would always keep a bowl of some candy by the front door. She would go to the store The Basement and buy a huge supply of candy and chocolates and make sure that we would take some before we left. I don’t know what Grandma did once The Basement closed their doors. One of my favorite memories was to sit on the huge front porch with Grandma and Grandpa on a cool fall day and talk for hours. I went after the swinging chair when it was available although I never did get used to that odd hand chair they have. Grandpa actually set Teri and I up for our first date. Teri had a humanities class and needed someone to play the piano in a presentation. She asked Grandpa and he enthusiastically agreed. But apparently that service came with strings attached. He then told Teri that I would be calling him to ask her out. He then called me and let me know what he had just told Teri. The rest is history. Grandpa is friendlier than anyone I have ever known. He uses the fun gesture where he points is finger in a slight downward movement when emphasizing a point. He would love to talk to us even though on occasion he would fall asleep in the middle of a conversation because he had been up in the middle of the night working. I loved Grandpa’s office in downtown Salt Lake. I’ll never forget that huge, ugly, and thankfully dead tarantula that he kept in his office--gave me the creeps. I loved the fact that Grandpa would keep a cot in his office and take a quick nap when he felt the need, sign me up. Christmas at Grandma and Grandpa’s house was magical. Everyone would come over in the afternoon and Grandma would put out a large spread of food. We would open gifts and eat until we couldn’t eat anymore, at least I would. Grandma was always trying to make sure everyone was comfortable and fed. I can’t count the number of times I had honey on toast which Grandma would make for me. The back porch and back yard of their house was an adventure. It was always Continued on page 53

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Falling asleep Peter & Jessica Clarke I remember going to Grandma’s house and looking at the lists she kept of all of her grandkids and their accomplishments.  I liked looking up and seeing my name on the list, along with all my other brothers and cousins, under the title Eagle Scout and missionary.  It is wonderful to know that there are such wonderful people praying and hoping that all is well with you.  Grandma and Grandpa always had licorice, chicken sandwiches on the best wheat bread, and candy, making it a favorite place to visit on Saturdays or Sundays.  I remember being at Summer’s mission farewell and sitting up on the stand.  Jessica, Cami, Summer, and I were sitting up there trying our best not to laugh at Grandpa.  You see, Grandpa had fallen asleep.  And I guess in his best effort to prop his head up to look like he was awake, he had put each of his index fingers up his nose.  Well, after falling asleep, the weight of his head had pushed his fingers pretty far up his nose and it looked like it was going to be hard for him to get them out. 

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On a more serious note, I remember many times visiting Grandma and Grandpa and sitting on their couches and having nice conversations with them.  I remember on a very regular basis receiving compliments from Grandma on how great we were as grandkids.  It did a lot to boost my confidence knowing that I was a “good grandkid”.  Grandpa would regularly sit at the piano and play, from memory, some of the prettiest songs.  I have always loved “older” music.  I loved listening to Grandpa play songs that would conjure images of what it would have been like to live when he was a boy.  Grandma and Grandpa Hubbard’s house was a place to go to feel loved!  And they both did a wonderful job at that!  We love you Grandma and Grandpa!   Peter, Jessica, Kobe, and Logan  

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So I remember Grandma always telling me how pretty I was.  She’d say  “You’re so cute Summer, and I’d say it must run in the family and she would respond with “I’m sure it does.” In holidays past I would watch Grandma scurrying around the kitchen preparing dinner for the family.  She is driven and always got the task at hand done.  My favorite dessert/salad she would make was the green marshmallow salad. Grandma’s house has been a refuge from the storms of life for me. Because I have yet to find that special someone I hope to spend eternity with, my grandparents have been a tremendous support to me for the last 10 years.  I can’t think of a time I have gone over to their home and not left happier, better off, than I had been when I arrived.  Grandma has been an voice of encouragement, love and guidance thoughout these trying times. She has very much become one of the voices in my head.  And I will forever be grateful to her for her friendship. As for a memory about Grandpa I’m sure all of the other cousins will recount their hours listening to Grandpa play his grand piano.  Even after he lost his eye sight his music was practically flawless.  Also part of his personality, and less known, is his wit.  He was very quick to pick up on a joke and quick to share.  I remember a time when he went on a mini vacation with my family and my brother was standing on a wood fence when it broke. We all looked around not sure how to inform the park officials about the damage he had done, so grandpa said “I know...we can put a sign on the fence that says ‘ Joe smith broke this fence’”  He sent my family to their knees laughing and turned an awkward situation into a more humorous one.  He always had that talent.  Grandpa loves to share the gospel.  He would play his piano with Mary and Aunt Penny every other Tuesday at the Joseph Smith Memorial Building.  While Mom and Penny were playing he came prepared with a scripture sharing activity.  He always had a Book of Mormon tucked away in his coat pocket and would sit himself down next to an unsuspecting tourist, engage in a conversation with them and then share his testimony and offer them a Book of Mormon.  When I would go along with mom to her bi-monthly performances I used to love to watch Grandpa go from corner to corner of the room sharing the gospel to whoever would listen.  I love you grandmother and grandfather.  You mean the world to me.  Thank you for all of your support, love and care throughout the years.  I know in the mansions of heaven there will truly be “No empty seats” because you have paved the way for this eternal family.  

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Favorite Leisha & Derik Wiberg Grandpa: One of my favorite things in the past and now is when grandpa would play the piano. Even now he tells us he can’t play it but when we insist on him playing anyways he still has his piano playing charms! However, my favorite thing about Grandpa is that he is always and I mean always happy! Nothing brings him down! He is very optimistic and I hope I can always stay that happy! Grandma: I, first of all, love Grandma’s smile. She has such a beautiful smile. Perfect for a beautiful lady! I love how Grandma pays attention to everything. She always knows what is going on and cares so much about the situations. She is very involved in our lives and loves to help. She is a sweetheart! Love, Leisha

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Serving Cami Clarke Cami is currently serving in the Mesa, Arizona Mission. She will return home from the mission field in June 2008.

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MOTHER She had a beautiful singing voice. I loved to hear her sing! She sang while she worked around the house and sang the hymns at church. We went inner tubing sometimes. I loved it! Mother would bring us chili and hot chocolate. A few times she arranged formal dinners with other families so we could practice our etiquette. We set the tables just right and dressed in our Sunday best. I loved to look through Mother’s jewelry box and think about all the beautiful rings and things. I felt very honored and special to share the same middle name as my Mother. I felt very bonded to her. She was my best friend before I got married. I felt close to her. My friends were envious of our bond. My friends loved to talk to her and learn from her wisdom. She was always strengthening others. I thought she was as beautiful as the movie stars on the cards I got at the Penny Arcade at Lagoon. I liked her bright red lipstick. She looked especially beautiful in red and black clothes. Dad told us she was more beautiful than the movie stars. She was very striking with brown flashing eyes. She was expressive with her face. I thought she had such a cute shape and tried to take care of herself. She enjoyed being active and encouraged us to exercise and get fresh air. Mother was always thinking, planning: fun projects, work projects, interesting skills to learn. She liked to redecorate a little or move the furniture around. Never a dull moment. If we were lazy and didn’t want to do something, she strongly encouraged us until we couldn’t say no. But I was always glad I participated in the enjoyable projects. She never did anything in a small way. I remember marble slabs for making candy; and her teaching us about soft ball stage, etc. For Family Home Evening we made donuts that covered every available space of the kitchen. They were delicious and we gave a lot away. Mother was always thinking about how we could help other people; very very service oriented! Mother was president of the Young Women’s and president of Relief Society. I know she touched a lot of people’s lives. We loved making and smelling and eating fresh wheat bread and chocolate chip cookies. Mother made a huge batch of everything. She always made enough to take to others. “If a task is once begun, never leave it til it’s done. Be a labor tall or small, do it well or not at all.” But when I taught it to my kids I said “do it well and don’t you

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bawl!” She always said “Try, Try, Again.” And “I can’t is a sluggard too lazy to try!” Mother wanted us to be refined. Parenting came natural to Mother. She had a good balance of love and discipline. I’ve always loved calling her Mother Dear. Where did I get that from? Maybe that is what she called her mother. I liked Mother’s femininity--she smelled nice, had pretty clothes, carried herself with confidence. She was classy! I think she had us take classes to learn to walk right. Mother seemed to influence a lot of women. People looked up to her. I thought she was so wise and respected. They asked Mother and Dad to give talks in Church about how they raised such a great family. I knew she would take care of me when I got sick; especially when I had my tonsils out. She was very comforting, conscientious and responsible. She wrote endless lists. Her handwriting was kind of dramatic and bold and wild. Mother was an organizer! She wanted to organize everything. We couldn’t be messy. She loved keeping herself busy and keeping us busy. She dived into life! I was so proud when she came to my grade school class in her nurses uniform to tell the class about her nursing experience. For Family Home Evening she would sometimes hide all day suckers which we loved finding and eating. Mother read Book of Mormon stories to us while we laid on her bed. It was a warm and cozy feeling. She taught us to never give up. I loved helping with big meals, between Conference sessions. I liked to watch Mother deliver new Pomeranian puppies. We got to stay home or be late to school. I loved those dogs. We played with them a lot. Mother took me shopping at ZCMI sometimes. Mother worked hard to make sure we had a great childhood! She sacrificed and struggled and served and tried hard and she took us to Church. I love her!   DAD: Dad worked with the Boy Scouts a lot. He was the best Scout Master ever! He loved his job. He never complained about all the time and effort it took. The boys loved him. I remember Dad coming in to tuck us in at night. He would lay on the edge of the bed on top of the covers and tell us memories. We loved that. Dad has a memory that is amazing! I could never figure out how come he could remember everyone he ever met and where they lived and who they were related to; and the things he had done with them. Then it dawned on me a couple years ago: He remembers those things because that’s what he thinks about: His happy memories! I’m striving to develop that good habit! Dad always told us how beautiful Mother was; more beautiful than the movie stars. I remember how cute and endearing it was to me when he bent her over in the kitchen and gave her a big kiss and she was a little embarrassed.

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Lately, I have been reflecting upon the impact of righteous parents on their children, grandchildren, great grandchildren and generations to come. There has always been a certainty in my mind that Grandma and Grandpa raised my mom, aunts and uncles in righteousness. This pattern was followed by their children and is now being followed by their grandchildren. There are great challenges and frustrations throughout life. Some of my greatest strength and encouragement in dealing with my trials comes from reflecting upon the good life my grandparents chose. Here are a few impressions that have stayed with me: Arriving at my Hubbard Grandparents house has always induced feelings of relief and rest after the long drive from Washington. The house was always so quiet and peaceful. This was a nice contrast to the noise and chaos that my brothers and sisters made. I remember seeing Grandma and Grandpa Hubbard here in Washington while they were serving in the Tacoma Washington Mission. I was so impressed during my teenage years to know that Grandma and Grandpa were serving a mission. The message was clear that they could serve a mission and so could I. Grandpa took Emilee and I to a jewelry store owned by a friend in Bountiful shortly after we were engaged so we could each buy a plain gold band to wear at BYU and Ricks respectively so everyone would know we were already taken. I have always been proud of Grandpa’s service in the Navy. It gave me great joy during the first couple of years Emilee and I were married and living in Utah and Idaho for school to see Grandpa and Emilee play the piano and sing together. Emilee has always liked the music from Grandma and Grandpa’s era. It was beautiful to see the grandpa I love and the wife I love get along so well. I love you Grandma and Grandpa. Love, Nathan Emilee’s thoughts of Grandma and Grandpa Hubbard: They both were very supportive of Nathan and me from the beginning of our engagement. For my birthday that year Grandma sent me a card with a lovely sentiment written inside welcoming me to the family. What struck me the most however was the picture on the outside. Seated in the center was a young mother nursing a baby, surrounded by numberless children in some clouds. I didn’t know quite what to make of it at the time, but now I realize she was just prophesying my future. Seriously

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though, Grandma has always expressed great respect and love for mothers and motherhood. When we lived in Idaho and Utah and were able to visit occasionally, Grandma would give me wise counsel usually featuring the stellar examples of her daughters-in-law. She would say, “You watch Connie. Now Connie is a wonderful mother. And “Laurie is so good with her children. She has taught them to love books. They prefer books over treats” etc. She always has something positive to say about her family. I’ve never heard her criticize or put down anyone – only express admiration and love. I love hearing Jill’s consistent description of her mother as “warm and nurturing”. That is what I hope to be as a mother. She would also emphasize the importance of teaching a child to obey beginning at the age of two, supported by the remarks of David O. McKay. She recommended beginning with one command at a time requiring obedience to it before adding the next and so on. From what I’ve observed in my mother-in-law’s character, I think her experiment worked. It is obvious that Grandma set the example for the family in other ways as well. Besides her commitment to and love of God and family, her ambitions and creative nature is repeated in her children’s willingness to try new things and take risks. I truly enjoy being with Grandpa Hubbard – when he’s awake. He’s so incredibly talented with music playing anything you name by memory or by ear. This is a talent my own grandpa possessed as well – who passed down his love of music to me through my mother. By the time I met Grandpa Hubbard I knew dozens of old songs. One of my favorite memories is the impromptu jam session/sing along in the Hubbard’s living room with Grandpa, me and Nathan’s Grandma Cleaver, who also plays by ear, recalling the old songs. Inevitably, any visit would end up with Grandpa saying: “Do you know this one?” and the playing and singing would resume. His remarkable memory extended beyond music to people. I picture him making connections “Oh, you’re so and so from such and such. Then do you know so and so?” Mention any name and he’d be into his memory bank, looking it up. He strikes me as a peacemaker who knows that people are important and strives for harmony in relationships. Grandpa’s enduring love and loyalty to Grandma is so inspiring. I can already tell Nathan has inherited this characteristic -which I thoroughly appreciate and enjoy. Love, Emilee Cleaver

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I was always so excited when we planned a trip to Utah to see Grandma & Grandpa Hubbard. I had so much fun staying up late watching TV in Grandpa’s recliner. It used to feel like a slumber party sleeping in the basement. I remember so many exciting winter trips—which always meant sledding down the banks at the high school. There was never a dull moment on those trips to Utah! Grandma always gave us free access to her highly coveted candy jar. This may not seem like a big deal, but you all know my mother and her healthy eating habits, so it was always nice to get treats from Grandma. Oh yeah, I can’t forget the hidden candy stashes that were quite easy to find. I’m convinced she liked us to find them. She also had the best frozen foods. Grandma and Grandpa were exceptionally good at being happy. It is no wonder my mother was so emphatic about teaching us the importance of a good attitude. Grandma and Grandpa have always been so cheerful and optimistic. Even as a kid I loved to listen to Grandpa play the piano. I can remember being amazed that he could play so many songs without looking at the music. What a great talent to have. I should’ve stuck with the piano. I remember listening to Grandma and Grandpa tell childhood stories about the ranch and the war. What great memories! It seems to me that Grandpa knows somebody from every place I had been. Grandma really impressed me the summer she came to Washington and raced the horse down the dirt road. I guess that was not entertaining enough for her so she ran the backhoe into the corner of the house. The best part about it was that somebody caught it on tape. So we watched her reaction over and over again on video. Grandma and Grandpa have been exceptional examples to us. We are quite sure they have never had one bad bone in their bodies. What an honor to have such wonderful grandparents. We love you grandma and grandpa and thank you for being so great. Love, Preston, Jennifer, & Cole Cleaver

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Peace Telly & Nick Hartman Grandpa has taught me a lot about happiness and peace in this life. Every time I see Grandpa he is so content no matter what is happening around him. I love all of his little songs he sings and the stories he tells about friends and family. You can also tell that people are important to him. He remembers details about people and their conversations that most people wouldn’t even notice. I get the feeling when I’m with Grandpa that he really cares about me and what is going on with my family. I really love Grandpa and am so thankful for his example of peace and contentment and love for people. I know that I am a better person for having Grandpa in my family. Love Telly I have many fond memories of Grandma. I remember when I was probably about seven years old, her and Grandpa visited Washington and stayed with our family for probably a week. During that time I would wake up early every morning to be with Grandma and my mom and drink sugar free hot chocolate with whole wheat toast. I am not sure why that memory sticks out so much to me but I think it is because I was the only child awake and would get individual attention from Grandma.

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Grandma you’re the best. I remember coming down during the summer time and noticing how nice you were. You always helped us get our beds ready and you always had chocolate candy for us to snack on. I have always strived to be as nice as you Grandma. I always liked swinging with you on the porch swing, and sitting on the chair that’s on your porch that is in the shape of a hand. When my family would come up I remember for breakfast you made sure there was always cereal and milk for us to eat. I liked looking at the lists you kept in the kitchen that had all of your grandsons on it and who had gone on missions and who had got their eagle scout award. It made me excited to get my name checked off on the list. The best thing I like about you Grandpa is the fact that you are so musically oriented and taught that to my mom. My mom has rubbed that off on me. My mom has helped me learn the piano and she’s helping me learn the guitar. Also, I’m named after you, so you got to be the man. When my family would come up during the summer, Logan and I would always watch TV with you, and you would play all of these really good piano songs for us that got us excited to become better. One summer that my family came up, I got to help you mow the lawn and sweep up some leaves. It was really fun. Love, Brian CLeaver

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Good luck Logan Cleaver I remember one time when I was probably 6 or 8 years old when grandma and grandpa visited and grandpa took me to downtown Kingston by the ferries and we ate ice cream together and we just talked and it was just me and him and he made me feel pretty special. I remember another time when Grandma and all the Hubbards came over and Grandma was driving the tractor and she didn’t know how to stop, so she ran into the garden and it was pretty daring of her, (I think she just wanted to go off-roading). But she said it was an accident. Another time when they came over to our house on the beach, they brought all the snow with them and it snowed around 20 inches at our house and that winter was probably my only white Christmas, so Grandma and Grandpa bring all the good luck. Yep that winter was awesome. I also remember both of their cool matching sweat shirts of the Washington ferries that they always wore when we were around. I just love Grandma and Grandpa Hubbard and I hope they feel amazingly successful in their lives, because, well, just look at me, thats probably one of the most beautiful things they were a part of in their lives. Ha ha. But they have done a lot and it shows. Success, beauty and righteousness beam off their countenances.

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memories Continued from page 35 Dad was always happy! He accompanied us on our violins. He could play anything on the piano; and a lot of it by ear. He played for a band, as a teenager. He practiced a lot as a child. He loved to practice. His Mother never had to remind him. Us kids would hit each other with our bows. We goofed off a lot. I loved playing quartets or whatever with my siblings. We played at church, at weddings, at recitals, etc. It was fun!

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Dad has always been exceptionally patient and calm. He accepts life. He loves life! He can’t even see anything bad; even if it really is bad. He didn’t like us tickling his feet. I teased him when he tried to read the paper. Dad taught me how to drive the little blue Volkswagen. (I loved that car.) He would grit his teeth every time I would grind the gears. Sometimes Dad says: “Oh Good Grief!” We had fun sitting in his office windowsill watching parades. Dad was proud to introduce us to his friends. He walked on the outside of the sidewalk, to protect us from mud. He was always a gentleman! He was protective of us--He made me feel safe and secure. He is my hero! Especially for his loyalty and care for Mother! They say the best thing a man can do for his children is to love their mother. He has certainly done that. Mother and Dad are so cute together in the nursing home, beds side by side; and their beautiful white hair and smiles. They are a great team! Their personalities compliment each other well. They were meant to be together. The Spirit testified to me last summer, several times during the week I was down there, of their greatness; that they are Saints! There is no question! No doubt! When we went to kiss Dad good night, he would turn so we could kiss him on the cheek. I love that! Dad was always gentle and appropriate. If he was coming into our bedroom to tell us something, he would say “Is everybody decent?” before he entered the room. Dad had to put up with lots of girls and girl stuff in the house. He stopped whatever he was doing to help us with homework. He looked up stuff in the encyclopedia and the dictionary, a lot. He taught me to love those two books. I remember spending a lot of time looking at the pictures of dogs in the encyclopedia. Dad taught me to always take something to read in case you have to wait. He loved to play with us. We loved going places in the car, the VW bus, the VW bug, the convertible (was it a Cutlass?), the station wagon. We loved going for rides. Dad always looked at the scenery. He wasn’t in a hurry. He helped us all develop a lot for the beautiful world. I called him “Daddy” before I got married. Dad supported Mother. He helped with what she needed. He has always had a wonderful big smile--made you feel like everything was okay. That was one of my favorite things about Dad. I also loved his tall wavy blonde hair.Dad’s eyes are kind. His hands are kind and soft, with long fingers. His face is gentle and happy. He is calm and reassuring. Love, Jill Cleaver

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My earliest memories are of the whole family playing together in the kitchen. Dad always loved to sing. He would start in on “When Sammy put the paper on the wall…” and the whole family would join in. It was a little embarrassing having the whole family singing to me but I enjoyed the attention. I don’t know where he learned all those funny little tunes like “Found a peanut” and “Horsey horsey,” but we all got a chance to sing. I also remember sitting by dad down in his dark office, watching him dictate for hours on end on his little machine. It was fascinating how he could interpret his shorthand so quickly and accurately. He would always take time to stop and talk to me and show me a few shorthand phrases. Then occasionally I would get him to quit working and come up to play a game of chess with me. It was always late at night and he would get two bowls for us to have some bread and milk. Then he would search through the cupboards to find a can with his favorite treat, like oyster stew, sardines or kippered snacks. We would play game after game until about one in the morning. I’m sure mom wouldn’t have approved but she usually went to bed early. Then there were the camping trips. That was Dad’s favorite thing to do. When I was about 8 years old he started taking me with the scouts on overnighters. I’ll never forget the winter camp in Farmington Canyon where the temperature must have been below zero, we were in the old flannel sleeping bags and we were not in a tent. When Dad saw that I was freezing to death he told me to climb into his sleeping bag with him. Even though I’m sure he was very uncomfortable and didn’t sleep much that night he made sure I was okay. My favorite camping trip with Dad was when we hiked down through the Zion Narrows when I was a scout. He was about 60 by then and I wasn’t sure if he could make it all the way, but he kept on going mile after mile, whistling the whole time. He loved an adventure and always had a smile even when things got tough. My memories of Mom were usually early in the morning. Even though it was something like five in the morning and no one in the neighborhood

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was awake yet she always had a way of making me smile and getting the day off to a good start. She would usually make some toast with lots of butter on it and sit on the side of the bed talking to me and sharing the toast. Then she would get me started practicing the piano or violin for a couple of hours. I don’t know how she inspired me to keep going, but sometimes she would tell me to think about the fact that while my friends were still asleep I was up early doing something worthwhile with my life. I always appreciated the fact that she struggled so hard to teach us not to give up when things are hard. Whenever I was unhappy I would sit and talk to mom for hours on end. She always listened very patiently and offered a little advice here and there. Even though she was very busy with the Relief Society or Young Women’s there was always plenty of time to hear what I had to say. I’m sure my problems seemed very trivial to her but she never made me feel like it was unimportant. The thing that stands out in my mind about Mom is how brave she was. I’ll never forget the day I brought home my first motorcycle when I was 18. The first thing she said was “How do you start this thing?” I couldn’t figure why she was asking until she took off down the street. The same thing happened when I got my first 4-wheeler. I wasn’t sure if she would ever come back. When I was in high school Mom and Dad were always a good example of hard work. Mom would clean the house and work in the yard like no one I’ve ever seen. Dad would work all day, have a little break for dinner and then go back to work in the basement until midnight. I really enjoyed the time I had working with Dad at his office. It was so cute how he would take a little 20 minute nap on his couch because he had worked so late the night before and then get up and go back to work. He taught me so much while I was down there. I’m sure he’s the one who inspired me to start my own business. I’ll never forget when I started typing for him. The first transcript I did was only about five pages long. It took me hours to do and when he proofread it there was a mistake on almost every line. I had to retype the whole thing two or three times before I got it right. When I went on my mission Mom and Dad were very supportive. I got a letter from each of them every week without fail. All through college they were constantly encouraging me to keep my grades up and be successful. And throughout my life they have always been there for me. I love them very much and hope that they know how much the whole family appreciates all the things that they’ve done for us. There is not a single person in this family that has not been inspired by them and felt their love. Samuel Jesse Hubbard

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Motivation Jenessa Hubbard

I am grateful for the love and motivation that you always gave me.

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Some of my favorite memories of you are on those days that you let me sleep over at your house. I remember coming over and eating dinner, then staying up late watching movies like the Shirley Temple series. Then I would sit on grandpa’s lap while he sang me songs that I learned to sing along with him until I was tired and then grandma would come in and take my hand and lead me to bed. We would lie in bed while she told me stories that I still remember today and I would lay fascinated with her every word. Then she would turn and look at me and tell me how beautiful and wonderful I was and I believed that I was her favorite grandchild every time. But I’m sure that every grandchild probably felt the same way. When I would wake up, grandma was always upstairs making eggs for breakfast. She would let me sit in the den and watch cartoons with grandpa and then she would bring my breakfast in and let me eat in there. I couldn’t believe that she would let me eat out of the kitchen. We weren’t ever allowed to do that at home so I felt like I was getting special treatment. Then we would get ready for the day and go some where fun or play around the house. One of my favorite places to go was All- ADollar. Grandma would give me two dollars that I could spend on anything that I wanted and I remember walking around for a long time making sure that I got the perfect thing. I never wanted to waste the money that grandma gave me. I still have many memories of coming to your house but my favorite memories are the ones where I just felt special in your arms. I always felt loved at Grandma and Grandpa Hubbard’s house. Your examples have always made me want to be the best granddaughter ever even if I wasn’t your only favorite. I knew that you would be proud of me for making good decisions and accomplishing great things. Thank you for your good example and ever smiling faces. I am so grateful for the love and motivation that you always gave me. I love you so much! Love, Jenessa

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Wonderful Brooklin Hubbard Every time I come to visit you guys I remember all of the wonderful times I’ve had with you. I always think of when we used to always come and sleep over at your house. Grandma, I loved how you would often tell Jenessa and I stories and let us sleep in your bed. That made me feel so special. I remember one particular story that you told us. It was about a little boy who watched over a flock of sheep. He was warned not to leave the sheep in the mountains by them selves or they would wander off or get eaten by the wolves. One day the little boy decided not to listen because he wanted to go play; so he left the sheep. When he came back all of the sheep were gone because the wolf had eaten them. You told me that I should always listen, especially to the Holy Ghost. Grandpa, I still remember when you used to sing all of those songs to us. It meant so much that you would spend time with us and just sing with us. You taught us songs like ‘Horsy, Horsy’, and ‘Pony boy’. I still know most of the words and can still picture us all singing in the car or wherever we were. You taught me that it’s okay to still be a kid and sing fun songs. I just want to tell both of you that you are such good examples to me in my life and I won’t ever be able to forget you. I hope that you both get better soon. I love you so much and you will forever stay in my heart.

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I just want to tell both of you that you are such good examples to me in my life.

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Love, Brooklin

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Sleep overs Kara Hubbard

I love how grandpa is always asking questions about how life is going.

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I remember when I was little and we would sleep over at your house and sleep in your bed! Then the next day we would go to All-A-Dollar and you and grandpa would let us choose one thing each. I loved when we did that! I also remember when we would go down under the stairs in grandpas tool room and play in there! But you wouldn’t let me sleep in there. When Grandpa sang songs to us, I loved it! He would always play songs on the piano for us. You came over for every birthday and gave us a dollar and some chocolate money. It was always a joy to come over to your house for some ones birthday or just to come over to get together. We would have cake and ice cream and talk for a long time. I love how grandma always cares about everybody, and how she is always interested in what is happening in your life, what’s going on in school, and what we are learning. I also love how she is always smiling and having a good attitude. I love how grandpa is always asking questions about how life is going and how he likes to hear the songs we play on the piano or singing. He is nice to everybody he meets and is also has a good attitude all the time. Thanks for always being there. I love you Grandma and Grandpa! Love, Kara Hubbard

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Get well Mitchell Hubbard I hope that grandpa’s arm will feel better And I hope that grandma’s pneumonia gets better I heard that it was getting better. I liked it when we went to your house and we go into a room and watch TV and eat popcorn sometimes we would go down in the basement and our sisters would do our hair it was really fun and sometimes we would go on the treadmill and see who could run the longest we got tired pretty fast but we kept doing it any way. Sometimes we would go into my dad’s work room and look at the tools and my dad would tell us what the tools were. Well I hope you guys feel better. Love you, Mitchell Hubbard

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I liked it when we went to your house and we go into a room and watch TV.

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Love Derek Hubbard

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Continued from page 26 a challenge to see who could climb up the posts on the back porch to get up on the balcony. We all loved to walk to the creek and take off our shoes and walk through the water. I was always a little afraid of the downstairs. I would look down the laundry chute and wonder what kind of adventures were waiting at the bottom. I think everyone the loved little workshop under the stairs, although it didn’t make a very good hiding place because everyone always knew where to look for you. I remember that Grandpa would often accompany me at violin competitions. Afterwards he would take us out to Wendy’s and buy us a Frosty. It was fun to listen to Grandpa play the piano and on occasion the organ. I’m not sure there was anything he loved to do more except his love of the outdoors. I remember him regularly talking about he latest hike he went on. I think one of Grandma’s favorite things was to have the whole family come over and sit and talk in the front room. I always wondered where the two Pheasants came from that were sitting on the glass coffee tables. I remember both Grandma and Grandpa taking care of their aging mothers. We would go visit Great-grandma Christiansen and go swimming in her swimming pool. Grandpa went on a trip to Idaho with our family and Great-grandma Hubbard. He was always conscientious of her needs. I’ll never forget Grandma driving the tractor at the Cleavers house and taking out the flowerbed. I don’t think the grandkids ever enjoyed themselves more than at that moment. Grandma and Grandpa I love you and thank you for everything you have done for me. Love, Ryan Clarke

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Grandma and Grandpa, I love you and thank you for everything.

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