Sara Bara

Girls' Weekend

I wear my bracelet all the time.

Grandmothers

In 1956 when I was 11, I got to go with my Grandma Rachel on the Primary Train from LA to SLC. She was going to Primary Conference that spring because of her calling on the Stake Primary Board. We visited with Aunt Anne and Aunt Blanche. The priesthood leaders would go up to General Conference the following week or so.

My parents, Lloyd and Lucille, met in the Garvanza Ward in Los Angeles. Their families had both moved from Utah for the health of family members. The picture is from a History of the Garvanza Ward, and both of my grandmothers are shown. The Bishop's wife is the grandmother of Spencer Gunn of St. George.

A story: A member of our Stake Presidency in Van Nuys, James Craddock, remembered my Grandma Rachel. In conference he told us he probably wasn't the best behaved as a new child in Primary, and one day before church the Primary President asked his name. When he told her she said, "So you're Jimmie Craddock!" He thought it was wonderful. He was popular! Later he figured out why she reacted as she had.

In the snapshot from 1956, l-r, Great Aunt Anne, Great Grandmother Mary Chambers, Great Aunt Blanche, and Grandma Rachel.

Primary Open House

On September 27th we're going to the Primary Open House in SLC as a Ward Presidency. It's always a good feeling at Conference time. Our president is related to the Bowlers and Coxes of St. George.

Food Storage #2

I have two kinds of storage in our food room and in my mind--long term and short term. I keep things we use and rotate, canned goods and other commodities such as pineapple, tomato-based products, olives, green chiles, tuna, evaporated milk, peanut butter, as well as pasta, cake mixes, chocolate chips, etc. Paper goods, too.

I don't have a root cellar, but we like to put 25-50#'s of potatoes in our cold garage each winter. I also try to keep a big, whole winter squash or two. With their hard skin they can last into January or February, at least. I view this as insurance, so if we don't use them I don't mind.

My second type of storage is long term and rotation is slower, if at all. These are the basics that we could live on. I use them now, but I store bigger quantities than we actually need at present. In this category I count rice and beans and oatmeal and sugars and flour and salt. I do store wheat. I store vegetable oils even though they turn rancid fast--I must rotate or discard. I like some canned meat and fish--a little corned beef and a lot of tuna. I keep cans of dried things because I think they'll make a good supplement--a handful of dry carrots and onions may spiff up all that rice. For vitamin C, I store some dry juice product; wheat sprouts make their own vitamin C. For fruit, raisins and other dried berries.

Water is important for both immediate and long term use. I keep a couple of three gallon water jugs with the little taps, so if my water is out I can put one at the kitchen sink and stay in business. We also have gallon and ten gallon containers of water for long term.

Love, Mom

Food Storage #1

What should we store? Well, I like to ask myself, "How has Mankind survived up until now?"

Scots have eaten oatmeal every morning since time began. Latin Americans eat beans and rice daily--and tortillas in some places. Asians eat rice. Eskimos smoke salmon to last through the winter. Hopi Indians parch corn and peaches. Eary Americans kept a root cellar to store carrots, potatoes, turnips, for"fresh" veggies in midwinter. English sailors learned they needed vitamin C so brought limes along. A man who survived in Europe after WWII was asked what people most valued during that hungry time. "Oil," he said. "Vegetable oil." You could cook anything--flowers or grass if need be--in a little oil.

My chief experience living on stored food was in Alaska. In Hooper Bay we were expected to have ALL our food for the winter. The Eskimos did, too. (It was considered a shame to run out of food in the spring because you'd have to borrow from others.) Some of our fellow teachers brought just the basics. When the basics became boring, they envied our supplies of Mexican and Oriental foods, our BBQ sauce, etc. . The ones who brought only Sam Andy dehydrated stuff were tired of it in a week and simply couldn't eat it after two. We valued anything fresh. If we did get a head of tired lettuce, we didn't dare to waste any of it. Our neighbor had 50# of fresh onions, and we had 50# of fresh carrots so we shared. If we didn't make loaves of bread each Saturday morning, we had to manage without it during the week. Our only milk was dehydrated. All of us were surprised at the QUANTITY we used. It's more than you think when there's no chance to pick up a burger or call for a pizza--not so much as a candy bar to eat unless you already have it on your shelf.

In The Little House on the Prairie series, The Long Winter tells what it's like when a family had only wheat. Towards the end, the mother made sad little ground wheat bisquits that became so unappetizing the children would rather eat nothing.

Top picture, Hooper Bay girls in front of a pile of serrated, dried salmon. Bottom, in winter when we opened our back door, the snow had drifted up as high as Jake's shoulders; Sara and Rachel. Winter '71

Grandpa Evans

My Grandfather Evans, always a gentleman, was an excellent mathmatician (an accountant), had beautiful penmanship, and always dressed just right. Unlike the people in my own busy household, he was unhurried and quiet. He would hold us in his arms and whisper kind things. "This is my smart girl." I don't know what he whispered to the others.

This picture was taken when Grandma and Grandpa Evans took the ship Lurline on a cruise to Hawaii in the 50's--a very big deal. Everyone went to see off their friends and visited on board before the ship embarked. In the picture GG and my Grandpa are strolling on the deck. (The other people are all strangers.)

Womens Conference

Over ten years ago when Rachel lived in SLC, we went to the Women's Conference at the Tabernacle, my four daughters and I. It made me happy and I think about it when the meeting comes around. Tonight I went to the USU Institute Broadcast with the USU 4th Stake. President Hinckley is fighting cancer.

Cleaning - Old and New

Bon Ami cleanser, around since I was young, works well where "soft scrubs" are needed at a third the cost. My mother liked us to use it on windows because it cleaned without scratching.

I guess everyone knows about these so-called erasers, a sponge-like product that cleans up a well-used fridge door handle, as well as crayon, etc. In grocery stores. Generics available, two sponges for $1

Happy 90th GG

We went to lunch for my mother's birthday, September 16th, at the Painted Pony in St. George. The hit of the event was the family book. The next day after church, friends from her ward stopped by to visit.

Hats

My mother turned 90 yesterday. Willard and Rachel Evans are her parents. They owned a home in SLC and lost it in the Depression. About the same time, my mother had pnemonia and nearly died, so they moved to Los Angeles for her health. Grandpa refused to buy another house, so they rented until he died.