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S: Cecilia Marie Degn Larson 1906-1999

FC: Cecilia Marie Degn Larson 1906-1999

1: Great Grandparents | Parents | Grandparents | Neils Mortensen Degn Born: 13 Oct 1807 Schlesuug, Holstein, Germany Died: 25 Feb 1955 Logan, UT | Bertha Johanna Carolina Marie Sorensen Degn Born: 30 Jan 1883 Aarhus, Denmark Died: 24 Jan 1953 Logan, UT | Andreas Nielson Degn Born: 20 Apr 1833 Married: Apr 1879 Sommersted, Haderslev, Dmk | Sophus Frands Sigfred Sorensen Born: 8 May 1862 Oddr Aarhus, Dnmk Died: 11 Apr 1929 | Bertha Marie Christensen Born: 1 Feb 1859 Snedsted, Thstd. Dnmk Married: 25 June 1882 Died: 8 Jan 1887 | Peder Benson Sorensen | Birth Larsdatter | Ane Johanne Nielsdatter | Niels Mortensen Degn Born: 1801 Summersted, Denmark | Inger Marie Brink Born: 1896 | Christen Christensen Skriver | Cecila Marie Degn Larson | Cecilia Marie Nielsen Born: 9 Feb 1832 Died: 13 Apr 1916 | Born: 30 June 1906 Preston, ID Married: 27 Dec 1930 Ogden, UT Died:

2: Aarhus Domkirke Beautiful Cathedral where the Duchess arranged for Niels and Johanna to marry Dec 30, 1902

3: It was one day on my way to school that I first saw the man who was, many years later, to become your Father. It still seems only yesterday. I heard an awful noise of horses on the cobblestone street. I couldn’t see what was coming until it was close by, as the streets were crooked. And what I saw was worth looking ata beautiful carriage drawn by four horses, fiery and shining. High above the seat of the carriage, sat the driver. I thought the King had come to town, the way the driver’s uniform looked. He had tan colored knee pants, long black patent leather boots, a navy blue coat with silver buttons. Over the coat he wore a cape, also blue, but the ends were pinned back so the red silk lining could be seen. I, like so many others, stood gazing when the carriage stopped and the coachman jumped down and opened the door and a small lady all dressed in black silk with a big Merry Widow hat with ostrich feathers on, came out. That day I was late for school, had to stay after and got a more than usual licking when I got home. It was however, before I was transferred to Mr. Olsen’s class. When I came to work for the lady May 1st, 1897. I didn’t see Mr. Degn. They told me he had gone to Germany to study photography. The lady gave up driving four horsed as the City wanted such high taxes for it. It was her father’s idea anyway. One day a letter came to the lady from Mr. Neils Degn saying he would pay a visit to Denmark. Right away the other girls and tow old ladies who helped with washing, started to figure out who would be the next to fall in love with him. Finally, the one old washer woman said, “You just see, he will fall in love with Johanna.” I said, “No thanks! I don’t eat bread the butter has been licked off.” Meaning that he had had so many girls. And then one fine day I ran right into him in the hall. I knew him right away from seeing him on my way to school, but how I hated him now. I asked his name and said I would announce him, but he passed right by and went in to meet the family. I thought “You smart Alec.” He stayed about a week and I never spoke to him. | The last day he was there was Sunday and my day off. As I left the place he followed me. He asked if he could walk me home. I told him that I didn’t take the road away, and that I wasn’t going home but to have my picture taken. He then asked if he could take me to the theater after. I told him that I had already seen the play, so he finally let me go if I would promise him to send one of the pictures I had taken, which I promised, but I never did. When (he) came back, a year and a half later, it was the first thing he reminded me of. One year later, Mr. Degn again came to visit us...I don’t know how it happened, but when Mr. Degn left for Germany again, we were engaged, and I couldn’t understand how I could have hated him so. ...When he came back from Germany with the intention of getting married, I told him I was afraid it wouldn’t work out. “If we had children, the fight would start right away. I being a Lutheran would want them baptized, as we called it when a priest sprinkled a little water on top of their heads, when they were a few weeks old. You, on the other hand didn’t want that, you would have them wait until they were eight years old.” He said, “If that’s all there is between us, we needn’t part on that account. IF you think a few sprinkles of water will help them, I don’t think it will hurt them. But after they grow up, we will let them decide for themselves.” Four months after we were married, we were both baptized in Aarhus harbor May 30th, 1903. We decided to start a studio and get married when a chance presented itself to buy two studios from a photographer who had to retire on account of sickness. The one studio was in the middle of town, the other in the suburb of the city of 5,200 population. The Lady right away offered to advance the money needed for the transaction. So we were married December 30th 1902 in Aarhus, Denmark. We had no honeymoon but we had a nice apartment all furnished and made ready before our wedding. On January 1st arrived five people, the two to work in the studio and the other three to learn retouching. They all stayed at our place so I started out by cooking for six people. I had never cooked before, but I had my eyes open while I worked with the best cook to be has, so it went fine. But I soon decided to take over the job as receptionist and have a girl in the house, and I enjoyed it very much. We lived right by the studio so it made it very handy and we had a good business. | ---Excerpt from "To Our Children" By: Johanna Sorensen Degn

4: Johanna Degn About 1906 while pregnant with Cecilia Marie Degn | Billings, Montana 1950 | Victor Degn, a son, has written this sketch:--My father and mother joined the church in Aarhus in 1903. They were active in the Aarhus branch and when it was decided to buy a meeting hall from a lodge they offered to sign on a note along with several others. When a newspaper broke the story about the Mormons growing in the area a list of the signers was published and as a result the banker, where my father had borrowed money, called in his note. This so disgusted him that they decided to move to Zion. Walt, however, was born in Aarhus in 1904. They arrived in Logan in May 1905 and father went to work for George Torgensen Studio. However, shortly thereafter A.B.C. Jensen came to Preston to open up his own studio on the second floor. Dad and mother talked it over and decided to do so. They moved to Preston in November of 1905. Mother wasn’t too happy with Preston as she had moved from a nice modern city in Denmark, and Preston had no paved roads, piped water, or electricity. She told of walking along the muddy street and having her shoe pulled off in the mud. The new building was damp and cold. The plaster was new and sweaty. She said that she had to bundle Walt up and take him over to her good neighbor once in a while to get warm. I assume she meant Mrs. Struve who was such a good friend and warm wonderful person. We moved around quite a bit in those days. Cecilia was born in Preston, 1906; Bennie in Salt Lake, 1909; Sophus in Logan, 1911; Victor in Logan, 1913; Vera in Preston, 1916; Ruby in Preston, 1918; Otto in Preston, 1921. Preston and environs had quite a Scandinavian community. All the other families almost seemed like cousins to us all. They weren’t called Mister by us. They were called by their trade name, such as: Photographer Degn, Blacksmith Jorgensen, Tailor Jensen, Shoemaker Godesen, etc. Many many parties were held and I have ever so many fond memories of the great times, and especially great food, served at these get togethers. My later fond memories though, are of joining the Persiana orchestra and playing with Mickey, Ray, Merlin, Joel, Snub and the gang. (Hart, Taylor, Palmer, Hart, and Bench). My mother’s father Sophus Sorensen, came to this country for a visit and decided to join the church and settle in Preston. He worked as a cement man, butcher, and storekeeper at various times. The first home he had that I remember was on south Main near Ray Taylor’s home. -Victor Degn

5: Heirlooms | This chair was used in the Degn photography studio. It has a leather seat and back. | This doilee was crocheted by Bertha Johanna | One day, the sisters were visiting their mom, Bertha Johanna, playing cards and having lunch. Bertha Johanna had a pair of opal earrings, ovals with a lacy filigree frame. The girls asked who would get mother’s opal earrings. Bertha Johanna looked around and said, “Well, since none of you girls have pierced ears, I guess the first one to get her ears pierced can have them.” They finished the hand, and Cecilia said, “It’s so hot! Doesn’t a fresh lime (limeade) sound good? Why don’t I go down to the drug store and get us each a fresh lime?” “Oh, Sis, you’re so good to us! Yes, please, we’d love a fresh lime!” So Cecilia went down to the drugstore and ordered up four fresh limes. While she waited, she had her ears pierced. When she got back to the house with those fresh limes, she said, “Well, Mama, I guess those earrings are mine!” She got the opal earrings, which she passed down to her only daughter, Joan Larson. Joan Larson had three daughters who, of course, all wanted the opal earrings, but since only one of the daughters, Celia Michelle “Shelly” McCormick Zebrack, was born in October (opal is October’s birthstone), Celia Michelle got the opal earrings. --Tracy McCormick Jackson (Grand Daughter), 2011 | Opal Earrings

6: "Cecilia Marie Degn was born June 30th, 1906 in Preston, Idaho. When the doctor weighed her with all her clothes on he said, "It's a little less than five pounds and its hair is most of it!" ...It was all we heard since the day Cecilia was blessed. I didn't think we would ever get home, they all had to see her hair!" --Excerpt from "To Our Children" by Johanna Sorensen Degn | Three Generations Johanna,Cecilia, Grandpa Sorensen, and Walt | Cecilia Degn-Larson (A.K.A. Mom to daughter, Joan; Cee to friends; Cece to close friends; grandma-great to her children and grandchildren; and “Sis” to her siblings) was the second child of her parents and the first born in the United States. Those old enough may recall the comment of Tommy Smothers to his brother Dick during their 60s comedy TV show, “Mom always liked you best!” If you asked, mom she would respond, “Mom always liked Walt best.” At least that was the impression she left on me. | --Joan Larson McCormick (Daughter), 2011

7: Cecilia acknowledges that it could not have been easy for Bertha Johanna to have all those children and a gentle artistic husband who couldn’t bring himself to dun clients for payment. That’s why she took in boarders, to make ends meet. But when you’re cooking for 20 or so people (family of 10, several boarders, plus Tante (the story goes that Tante was turned back at Ellis Island because she was blind when she tried to emigrate to Zion. People were asked who would take her in, because unless she had a sponsor, she’d be sent back to Denmark, and Nils and Bertha Johanna said they’d take her), plus the widower down the street (Bertha Johanna sent a plate down to him every night. One of the children would go down with that night’s plate of food and bring back the previous night’s empty dish.), all you can do is cook all day. That means somebody else has to do the cleaning and laundrythe eldest daughter, Cecilia. Grandma told me that one day the doctor saw the parsley and leeks growing in the yard (I’m assuming this wasn’t in Logan, but I don’t know where it was) and said that if everybody fed their families as healthily as Mrs. Degn did, he’d have little work to do. You’ll notice that Bertha Johanna said something similar in her autobiography, that she always fed her family well, and they were healthy because of it. --Tracy McCormick Jackson (Gradn Daughter), 2011 | 1911 Neil Degn Family | Cecilia Marie Degn Larson was not know as CeCe until after she moved to Las Vegas, Nevada, after her husband’s, Frank Jones Larson, death. Before that, she was known in Lemon Grove (San Diego, California) as Ce. All her life, though, to her parents, siblings, nieces and nephews, she was known as Sis. When her siblings married and had children, those nieces and nephews called her “Aunt Sis”. Because Cecilia was the oldest girl, she had the most responsibility around the house and was known to all as “Sis”, as in, “Go ask Sis to help you with that.” ---Tracy McCormick Jackson (Grand Daughter), 2011

8: 3 year old pictuer | Cecilia Marie as a child. This was titled "Sweet Innocence" by her Father. You can see his photography stamp in the corner. | This is a picture of where the Degn Photo Studio was in Logan, Utah. | Cecilia posing with her brother in her Father's studio for a photo promotional. | Speaking of her childhood, Mom never commented on anything she did for herself. Being the oldest girl, every time she told a story it always included her younger siblings. I got the idea mom considered herself the built in babysitter. --Joan Larosn McCormick (Daughter), 201

9: The most remembered story repeated from her childhood involved a beautiful pair of black patent leather shoes mom saw in the department store window. They were very expensive $5.00. Not wanting to be deprived, she went directly to the dresser-drawer where her mother kept the money in budget envelopes. With her new found wealth she headed downtown. While on the way to purchase that beautiful pair of shoes her mother approached mom and inquired, “I thought I had an additional $5.00 in my dresser drawer. I wonder where it may have gone?” Stretching out the rhetoric a little longer, careful not make any acquisitions, her mother went on her way. Mom beat her mother back to the house and replaced the $5.00 and that was the end of the subject but a valuable lesson learned by Cee. --Memory of Joan Larson McCormick (Daughter), 2011 | Though LDS, mom can only remember going to Church for the four General Conferences per year. Sunday was just another day at the boarding house. Another excuse for not going to Church may well have been that Mom’s father always had a problem with the English language. It was Johanna who usually handled the business of the boarders and the business end of the photo studio. While quite young, a cute story of one occasion she did go to church she commented, “This church sure must be poor; they can’t even afford butter on the bread.” --Joan Larson McCormick (Daughter), 2011 | Back Row: Gma Sorensen, Gpa Sophus Sorensen, Neils Mortensen Degn, Ruby Mae Degn, Bertha Johanna Sorensen Degn, and Waldemar "Walt" Sorensen Degn, Front Row: Julius (Boarder), Vera Johanna Degn, Sophus Henry Degn, Wilford Andrew "Bennie" Degn, Cecilia Marie Degn | 1918 Degn Family Christmas | One year for Christmas, Gwen Gibson (Granddaughter) made each of us these Scandinavian ornaments. She remembers them on Grandma's tree. | Christmastime: Oh, Grandma made the best cookies. And lots of them! She’d come over and bake at our house. She never got mad when I’d eat them as fast as she baked them. Different shape cookies with powdered sugar. ---Linda Paige McCormick Martin (Granddaughter),

10: Sweet Sixteen 1922 | At home/boarding house it was Mom’s job to do the dishes after each of the three meals a day for the family as well as the numerous boarders her parents took in for some additional income. When she was first assigned the task she needed to stand on a chair to reach the wash tub on the dry sink. Many years later there was a kind of handsome guy as a boarder by the name of Frank Larson.. --Joan Larson McCormick (Daughter), 2011 | Most of the boarders were students at Utah State University. All three daughters married boarders. Washing and ironing were included with the boarders’ fees. Since laundry was included, too many boarders took advantage, changing their shirts 2 or 3 times a day. Cecilia thought there was too much laundry for too little time, so she instituted a new policy of 10 cents per shirt. Amazing how the number of shirts she had to wash went way down! --Tracy MCCormick Jackson (Grand Daughter), 2011 | I know very few stories of Cecilia as a girl. I do know that as the oldest girl, she had the most responsibility of all the 8 children. She told me about developing breasts (and very large ones) early. Since this was the 20’s, there wasn’t much for a young teenage girl in terms of support. She used to bind her breasts to keep them from bouncing, but it really wasn’t much help and hurt a lot. One day she was walking and bouncing down the street and passed by a boy she had a crush on, one Serge Larson (no relation, but lots of Scandinavians had emigrated). He called out, “Hiya, Tits!” She was absolutely crushed and humiliated, but it ended the crush on Serge. --Tracy McCormick Jackson (Grand Daughter) 2011 | CC's Dad took this photo because he was afraid she would cut her glorious hair.

11: She (Cecilia) talked often of how well all the siblings got along, that they really loved each other, and there was no one Cecilia would rather dance with than her brothers, because they were good dancers. According to Cecilia, they never fought or bickered. Bertha Johanna was sometimes known as Bertha and sometimes as Johanna. She was the authoritarian in the home; Papa, Nils Mortensen Degn, was the kind and gentle parent. The most he ever corrected Cecilia was to gently slap her hand, sigh, and tell her she had disappointed him. According to Cecilia, he did that only once, when she had let the baby sit too long in his diaper while she was babysitting him. --Tracy McCormick Jackson (Grand Daughter), 2011 | Cecilia Marie Degn, "Walt" Waldemar Sorenson, Degn, Vera Johanna Degn, "Bennie" Wilford Andrew Degn, Ruby Mae Degn, Sophus Henry Degn, Otto Kenneth Degn, Victor Emmanuel Degn | 1926 | 1927

12: Cece was working the night shift at the phone company and the door was left unlocked. A drunk wandered in and invited her to party with him. She said she couldn't leave her post, but he could go get them a beer and sandwich and bring it back to her so they could "party together." He went downstairs and she followed...locking the door and calling the police! ---Julie Elsberry Larson (Granddaughter-in-law), 2011 | Mom finished the 8th grade, not unusual for girls of the era; but she did go to the University. She was a housemother to a fraternity for a while. Later she got a job cooking and housekeeping for a doctor – I do not recall the name. What I can remember is mom telling me how the doctor was well known for his farting. Not making any apologies for the self-propelled odor, his only comment was, “Better outside the body and inside.” It was so bad that when mom had her friends stop by for visits at the doctor’s house she warned them ahead of time. Joan Larson McCormick (Daughter), 2011

13: Not many people know that Cecilia was actually engaged four times. I don’t know about one of the men, but the other three I do. With one, she was actually walking up the courthouse steps with him to be married, when she felt a sensation like a cold hand on the back of her neck. It stopped her in her tracks and she told the man she couldn’t marry him. Many years later, she asked what had ever happened to so-and-so. She was told that he had strangled his wife and children with piano wire, closed all the windows and turned on the gas, killing himself too. It turned out he had a brain tumor that had made him crazy. With another fiancé, who was quite well off and knew his worth (thought he was all that, as Grandma said “the cat’s meow”), she had an argument. Evidently they argued quite a bit. Finally, at the last argument, she pulled off her engagement ring, which according to her had a rather large diamond in it, threw it at him, and walked off. The ring landed in the grass, but the ex-fiance was never able to find it. According to Grandma, after the third fiancé, she said, “That’s it! None of them are any good; one’s just as bad as another. I’m just going to marry the next man who asks me!” The next man to ask her was Frank Jones Larson. He had a car, a job, and money in the bank. That was good enough for Cecilia, since one man was just as bad or as good as another. So as far as a great love story goes, I never heard it. I do know that Frank did what he had to to win Cecilia, like taking her dancing, which she loved to do. After they were married, she asked to go dancing, but Frank said, “What do I have to take you dancing for? We’re already married!” Her disgust of men has earlier roots. She told me on several occasions about at least two men she knew (like husbands of her mother’s friends) trying to molest her. She always threatened to tell to get the men to back off, but so far as I know, she didn’t tell her parents. The thing that really made her angry was these were supposedly good LDS men of standing in the community. Thus her contempt for hypocrisy and her distrust of “good, LDS men”. --Tracy McCormick Jackson (Grand Daughter), 2011

14: Elder Frank Jones Larson 1922 | Dad (Frank Jones Larson) was raised on the family farm in Spanish Fork, Utah. His family situation was volatile to say the least. Whenever he and his brothers got together, an argument or fight would inevitably break out between them. As a matter of fact when the surviving brothers came down to San Diego when dad died, it took about an hour before the brothers broke up the grave-side services with their yelling and arguing with each other. As is known by the family, Dad was a Seventy in the Church. This was a common practice in the day for foreign missionaries. His mission in England was 2 years in duration, again normal for the period, as the extra half-year was used up in travel; buses, trains, steamships, etc. To give you an idea of the closeness of the Larson family – or lack thereof – while on his mission his mother sold the cows dad was planning for a nest-egg on his return home. After being told of the sale of his cows dad quickly found other accommodations. ---Joan Larson McCormick (Daughter), 2011 | James E. Talmage was the President of the European mission from 1924-1928. | Frank Jones Larson, a son and third child of Hans Peter Larsen and Catherine Louisa Jones, born 8 January 1904 in Spanish Fork, Utah. Baptized 05 February 1912. Endowed 04 November 1925. Sealed to Parents 04 November 1925. Frank was reared in Spanish Fork, Utah and he graduated from the Spanish Fork High School. He attended Brigham Young University for a while and then filled a mission to England. He has been involved in several types of business. He first worked as Safeway, then tried the chicken business. He worked as a school custodian and for a contractor in building homes. Frank died 11 December 1976 in Lemon Grove, California. ---Lars Larsen and Johanne Jensen Larson with their Descendants, p. 383 | Frank served in the England Mission in 1925-1927 | Fall Mission Conference September 12, 1926

15: Soon after they were married, dad was giving mom one of his silent treatments. She fixed him breakfast; he ate it and went to work. The next morning she fixed his breakfast; he ate it and went to work. The third morning she walked to the kitchen table with the cast iron frying pan in her hand (it didn’t have any food in it) and said, “Tell me what’s bothering you or I’ll slap you along the side of your face with this frying pan.” He quickly responded, “You don’t cook my eggs like I want them.” Mom replied, “What a pitiful thing,” turned back to the kitchen and fixed his eggs as she had previously done. That was that. ---Joan Larson McCormick (Daughter), 2011 | While residing at the boarding house, dad invited mom to go dancing quite frequently and they got along all right. The question was asked me, ‘How and when did they fall in love?’ I can never recall seeing my parents kissing or telling one another they loved the other. It was a marriage that happened almost by accident. Frank: “Meet me at the courthouse steps in Ogden Monday morning and I’ll marry you.” She did, and he did. That was the proposal and marriage all in one. Dad was not known for his eloquence; after all how much conversation does a farm boy get talking to his cows. | At the time of their marriage dad had a stable job at Safeway grocery store and mom had a prized job as an operator for the phone company. When they got married, dad gave the on-site reporter $5 to keep the marriage out of the paper. In those days (the depression) only unmarried women were hired. ‘Married women could depend on their husband's for support and a more deserving single woman would replace any newlyweds.’ The next day the marriage hit the paper and the following day mom got her walking papers. | Married 27th December 1930 Ogden, Utah Court House

16: Cecilia became a mother on 4 Oct. 1931. Frank Degn Larson was born in Logan, Utah.

17: You may imagine that the marriage between Frank Jones Larson and Cecilia Marie Degn was hardly celestial. One morning, while Frank sat at the table waiting for his breakfast and Cecilia was at the stove frying up his eggs and bacon, they were bickering. Frank got up with his fist raised and came toward Cecilia. She picked up the cast iron skillet of hot frying bacon and said, “One step closer, laddie, and your own mother won’t recognize you!” Frank sat down, meek as a lamb, Cecilia finished making breakfast, and they ate the meal together. --Tracy McCormick Jackson (Grand Daughter), 2011 | 1935 Frank J. , Frank D, & Cecilia | Boarding House Three sisters in back: Cece, Ruby and Vera. Frank D. is the boy on Johanna's lap (his grandma)

18: I was told I was born in a log cabin. I was driven by it in later years and will accept that as fact. The log house was in Spanish Fork, close to dad’s family. Mom recounted many times that in spite of no running water, and the outhouse out back, dad’s brothers knew when mom was cooking and would often casually drop by at around those hours. One day one of dad’s brothers was over visiting while dad was at work. Mom asked the brother to leave. He responded, “I’ll leave when I’m good and ready.” Mom went to the screen door, holding it open she simply said, “Get out or I’ll tell Frank and don’t let the door hit you in the butt on your way out.” That was that. -Memory of Joan Larson McCormick (Daughter), 2011 | I was probably just short of kindergarten, dad was still working for Safeway, and the war (WWII) was in full swing. (Dad was too young for WWI and too old for WWII.) During the war, to prevent hoarding, every person was given a Ration Book. The book contained Ration Stamps. When going to the store to buy a pound of sugar, a half-pound of butter, a cut of meat, a pound of coffee, etc., the clerk could not sell it to you unless you had the money and the appropriate Ration Stamp (still in your book). Stamps removed by the customer were against the law, as was it against the law to sell a customer rationed products without the applicable stamp. Dad was at the register and a man came in with his Ration Book and a story of woe. “My wife takes in laundry to help us make ends meet. We are all out of detergent stamps, but since we don’t drink coffee, would you sell me a box of detergent and accept my coffee stamp instead?” According to dad’s account he told the man, “No.” After additional persuasion, dad finally gave in and sold the man the detergent and took a coffee stamp instead or a detergent stamp. The man was an undercover officer. After about 10-years with Safeway daddy was fired on the spot. Dad got a job with Nabisco Baking Co. after Safeway, but the job required sales. As previously addressed, in spite of his missionary experience, conversation was not dad’s strong suit. The job didn’t last long. This was the time of a shortage of qualified help in the defense industry. Mother had been working for Geneva Steel (I don’t know what her job was), and after Nabisco, dad got a job at Geneva as a carpenter. --Memory of Joan Larson McCormick (Daughter), 2011 | Joan Larson was named for Johanna. She was born 27 May 1937 in Spanish Fork, Utah

19: We had moved to Provo by then. I was intrigued by the irrigation ditch running in front of our house. I would watch the water rushing down the deep gutter then watch as it disappeared for about two blocks in underground conduit. Mother was afraid of water. When taking a bath, when ‘filling the tub’ she would fill the tub so the water was no more than a couple inches deep. Of course she was very afraid for me as I was mesmerized by the irrigation water. When she caught me close to the ditch, she would call me in and instruct me to go out to the willow and break off a branch so she could give me a licking. Not wanting to be hurt too much I inevitably picked out one of the smallest branches. I didn’t learn that the skinny switches hurt more than the larger ones until I had already learned my lesson about the ditch. Also in Provo mother was driving the Model A and came very close to running over a little boy who had run into the street. She was so shook up by the incident, she immediately pulled the car over to the curb, walked home and called dad to pick up the car on the way home. That was the last time she drove until I was in high-school (1954). On one occasion Franky was watching me while mom and dad were out. He got into the liquor cabinet and got falling down drunk until he literally passed out. I was not privy to any punishment let out by our parents; I just supposed his hangover was sufficient. When thinking of those times my mind flashed back to when I was about four or five. With my naturally blonde hair and dark eyelashes and eyebrows, I was almost ashamed of my appearance as it seemed everyone who saw me commented on my long eyelashes. One day I pulled up a stool and climbed up to reach the items atop mother’s dresser. In her bag of tricks was a small pair of scissors. I cut my eyelashes. To my surprise people noticed the change. Like any bad haircut, they grew out. Our worst Christmas. Way back under the staircase dad and mom had wrapped and hidden Franky’s and my Christmas gifts. Franky decided that we could get a sneak peek. While mom and dad were out we drug the boxes out and unwrapped every one of them. After knowing what we were getting for Christmas Franky carefully re-wrapped the presents and we carefully put then back in the under-stair case closet. Nothing was said at Christmas, but Franky was not as good a wrapper as mom. Everyone knew; mom, dad, Franky and I. We never made that mistake again. -Memory of Joan Larson McCormick (Daughter), 2011

20: Standing (L to R) : Victor, Sophus, Vera, Cecilia, Bennie, and Walt Sitting (L to R) : Otto, Johanna, Niels, Ruby | 3 Sisters! Ruby, Vera, and Cecilia | One day, the sisters were visiting their mom, Bertha Johanna, playing cards and having lunch. Bertha Johanna had a pair of opal earrings, ovals with a lacy filigree frame. The girls asked who would get mother’s opal earrings. Bertha Johanna looked around and said, “Well, since none of you girls have pierced ears, I guess the first one to get her ears pierced can have them.” They finished the hand, and Cecilia said, “It’s so hot! Doesn’t a fresh lime (limeade) sound good? Why don’t I go down to the drug store and get us each a fresh lime?” “Oh, Sis, you’re so good to us! Yes, please, we’d love a fresh lime!” So Cecilia went down to the drugstore and ordered up four fresh limes. While she waited, she had her ears pierced. When she got back to the house with those fresh limes, she said, “Well, Mama, I guess those earrings are mine!” She got the opal earrings, which she passed down to her only daughter, Joan Larson. Joan Larson had three daughters who, of course, all wanted the opal earrings, but since only one of the daughters, Celia Michelle “Shelly” McCormick Zebrack, was born in October (opal is October’s birthstone), Celia Michelle got the opal earrings. | Opal Earrings

21: Niel's 80th Birthday Party! Around the table above, (L to R): Norman Grover, Victor Degn, Niels and Johanna Degn, Bernice Dastrup, Walt Neilsen Standing (L to R): Cecilia Degn Larson, Ruby Degn Grover | Cecila Degn Larson & Ruby Degn Grover 1944 Compton, CA

22: It would have been right after the war and there was a building boom everywhere especially in Southern California. Dad he got a job building houses. I was in the hospital for pneumonia so he went ahead. I got out of the hospital just before Christmas, so mom and I spent that Christmas in the motel in Provo. He came up after the first of the year, he bought a used utility trailer and we officially moved as a family. It was an old trailer and had the original tires. By the time we got to Compton all the tires were new one at a time. We were there about three-years when dad’s sister died. Dad had been researching raising chickens for some time, and while the family was in Utah for the funeral he noticed a five-acre parcel for sale in Richmond, Utah. Having bought the house in Compton for $3,000, mom and dad sold it three years later for $6,000 and bought the little farm with the proceeds. It was a small place, a few apple trees, 2 acres in hay, a barn for a couple cows, etc. Dad built the chicken coops, bought the chicks and we were in business. Unfortunately the baby chicks arrived before the coops were finished. The living room of the house was the temporary chicken coops. Cheep, cheep, cheep all day and night for two weeks. Dad and mom did most of the tending of the chickens. I helped mom clean the eggs before the Draper Co-op came by daily to pick them up. Franky was busy in high-school. He succeeded, being elected as Student Body President at Cache Valley High. During the summers he earned a little money working for hay farmers. --Memory of Joan Larson McCormick (Daughter), 2011 | Ruby Degn Grover Cecilia Degn Larson at Bennie and Marge's Place in Redwood City, CA | Bennie and Cecilia | Gaye, Scott, Joan and Cecilia at the Beach | Joan, Scott, & Gaye | 1948 Gaye and Frank D.

23: Three years later dad said he was tired of freezing and starving and we were on our way back to California. This time in Lynwood – a city neighboring Compton. Dad got a job in a factory building pre-fab houses. One evening he came home and commented to mom, “I got chewed out today.” It seems he used some 12 penny nails where he should have used 16 penny. Just before he got his last paycheck the boss said, “We don’t cut corners here.” Fortunately an old high-school buddy, Larry Nelson, had was building homes nearby and hired dad immediately. We were only in Lynwood for about a year. Mom and dad moved to Lemon Grove, a suburb of San Diego. While working as a carpenter we were renting a mobile home in a mobile home/RV park. It was leased for one year, during which time they purchased a lot on Mt Vernon, right across the street from the distinctive Miller Dairy. Thankfully the prevailing winds were from the west and the dairy was to our east; but if the winds changed, Katie bar the door. The one year lease expired and the mobile home was no longer available. We purchased a 17’ travel trailer. It had a tiny kitchen and sink, but no bathroom facilities. Fortunately the restrooms were not too far down the row. As soon a permitting was completed, the 17-footer was moved on to the lot, the hole was dug for the outhouse and dad started building the house in his spare time. Thankfully some of his buddies at work would come by and help once and a while, and dad reciprocated. This was in the early 1950s. I was in 8th grade when we moved to Lemon Grove. Mom got a job at the YMCA as a cook. I was a senior at Helix High when mom decided she needed more independence. She got a learner’s permit and went downtown to the local driving school. The family car at the time was a ’49 mercury four-door sedan. When mom got her license dad bought her a ’54 red and black Pontiac. I learned to drive in the Merc. --Memory of Joan Larson McCormick (Daughter), 2011 | That’s just one example of her business acumen. Later in life, she worked at JC Penney’s. Her supervisor told her to put out all the clothes from the back on the rack, but Cecilia noticed that if there were a few items in a woman’s size, the browsing customer would say she’d think about it and move on, but if there was only one item in her size, the woman would buy it, thinking she’d better get it while she could. Cecilia would put out only one of each size and her sales went up. While living in Lemon Grove, California, Cecilia heard of parcels of land for sale on Mount Helix. She talked to her husband Frank about buying some land there, believing it would surely increase in value. Parcels were $1000. Frank flat refused, saying he wouldn’t go into debt. They didn’t buy the land, which was worth hundreds of thousands not much later. When she retired from the school district, she was offered a one time cash payment of several thousand dollars or a pension till she died. Frank wanted her to take the one time payment, but she chose the pension instead. Since she lived till nearly 93 years of age, that was a very wise decision. Cecilia was smart. | ---Tracy McCormick Jackson (Gramd Daughter), 2011 | Ruby and Cecilia | Just after Mac (Robert J. McCormick) and I were married dad built a second house on the back of the lot, bringing in a few extra dollars from the rental in front. Mom thought she had done pretty well. She had a husband who had provided them a house, a rental, a car and furnishings all debt free. By this time dad was carpentering, though getting a little old to be climbing up and down construction sites, and mom was a cafeteria cook in the school district. Later dad went to work for the school district as a custodian. ---Joan Larson McCormick (Daughter), 2011

24: 1969 | 1968 | The McCormick Family in front of their house on Dayton Avenue in Las Vegas. Robert (Mac) McCormick must have taken the photo because he’s not in it and Aunt Teddy is. Joan has baby Linda in her arms, Cecilia is standing at the rear. The dress Joan is wearing Cecilia made for her in a beautiful shell pattern. --Tracy McCormick Jackson (Gradn Daughter), 2011 | It was while living in Butte, Montana that I have my first memories of them coming to visit and hence my first memorable contact with them. I didn’t even appreciate then the great distance it was for them to come and make a visit by car, but I now appreciate it even more. I can only vaguely remember one visit there that they made one summer. But I distinctly remember the tradition that followed by Grandma Larson sending every Christmas the only present we were allowed to open on Christmas eve, pajamas from Grandma to be worn on Christmas morning for the pictures of the gift opening that mom sent to Grandma and Grandpa. Somehow from these incidents a feeling grew within me of being loved by my Grandparents that was constant and enduring. ---Scott Anderson Larson (Grandson), 2011 | This was in the back yard of the house in Lemon Grove, dated 1965. I believe this is my baptism picture, because that’s definitely my baptism dress and I know Grandpa helped confirm me. I remember the elders in the circle all smashing my bun. Mom did my very long hair in a bun on top of my head a LOT! I was baptized in the San Diego Ninth Ward, San Diego South Stake, We had already moved to Las Vegas by this time, but frequently visited Grandma and Grandpa Larson in Lemon Grove, CA. We would have just gotten baby Shelly the month before. ---Tracy McCormick Jackson (Granddaughter), 2011 | 1965 | Grandma bought matching pajamas every freaking year! Like something you would see on a Christmas movie. We were so excited if they were in town because they always brought presents. ---Jeff Anderson Larson (Grandson), 2011 | 1959 Butte, MT | It wasn’t until Dad had been transferred to Denver, Co. that we started to make our bi-annual visits to Lemon Grove. I remember Grandma and Grandpa’s house as being a modest home with a large back yard surrounded by large bushes that provided privacy. I remember thinking it was strange because there was two houses built on one lot, the first house was on the street, and Grandma and Grandpa’s house was behind it, so you had to drive on a narrow driveway along the first house to get back to their house and their parking slab between their house and their neighbors. It seemed strange to me because I had never seen houses arranged like that before. I also remember the whole area as very green and the weather was usually perfect. ---Scott Anderson Larson (Grandson), 2011

25: September 1968 | I loved to go to Grandma Larson’s house for many reasons. One, she was so kind to us. She’d open a closet in the spare room and show me a shelf where she’d been stowing away things for us, colored paper notepads, or a new, big box of crayons. She thought of us all the time, I could tell just by that closet. She also had “good” cereal in the cupboard, like Capt’n Crunch or Fruit Loops. (It was strictly Cheerios or oatmeal at our house.) There was always a choice of dessert, too. I first ate peaches and cream (still my favorite dessert) at her house; the same with crab salad. I’d never tasted crab till I had it in a sandwich at Grandma’s. She’d tickle our backs for as long as we wanted. --Tracy McCormick Jackson (Grand Daughter), 2011 | Cecila, Lyman, and Vera | When I was about 4 years old, the family was visiting Grandma and Grandpa in their Lemon Grove home. To keep Tracy and I busy, someone bought us dart guns that we used to shoot at the sliding glass window in the living room. Just as I was shooting, Grandpa walked around the corner and the dart stuck right in the middle of his forehead. Grandma was sitting in the dinning room watching the greatest shot in the history of the world. Decades latter, grandma would say, '"It was the funniest thing that I ever saw. If someone had offered me a million dollars to stop laughing, I couldn't do it." --Kent McCormick (Grandson, 2011) | Another memorable incident from Lemon Grove was one summer Grandma had arranged for the husband of a friend of hers to take Dad and I out deep sea fishing on his boat out in the San Diego Bay. We had a great adventure catching a lot of different types of fish, including a 6 foot long shark! While we were out there we shut down the boat to have lunch and a huge battle ship came out of the harbor headed right towards us! It kept coming closer and closer. We were taught that day that the Navy thinks they own those waters, because that ship didn’t swerve one bit for us, our boat owner finally had to restart his engines and move out of its way to prevent us from getting run over! I remember distinctly watch the huge 10 ft. high waves created by that ship as it went by and was soon thrilled by the “roller coaster” ride we had as the wake of the ship hit us. ---Scott Anderson Larson (Grandson), 2011 | Self esteem may be different for us all, and the sources of self esteem may be many and varied, but for me it has always been a deep belief that I was loved by others. As a child I moved around quite a bit so it was easy to belief that love from friends would be fleeting, and love from immediate family was “expected” and too often taken for granted. So for me a constant and enduring source of love for me seemed to always come from a special place in California called Lemon Grove. When I was growing up that was where the home of my paternal grandparents, Frank Jones and Cecilia Degn Larson, my dad’s parents. ---Scott Anderson Larson (Grandson) 2011

26: Scott Anderson Larson married Ione Janece Scow | 1973 | L to R: Leanne, Greg, Gwen, Jeff, Frank, Shelly, Cecilia, Linda, Scott, Janece, Frank D, Gaye, Tracy, Mac, Joan | Leanne Larson Hathcock dancing with Grandpa Frank Jones Larson

27: This is Cecilia in her cafeteria uniform and Frank Jones Larson in his custodial uniform. Grandma really enjoyed making things special for the children in the school. At Easter for example, she would, on her own time, make Easter basket cupcakes with a marshmallow bunny (hand cut with dots of food color for eyes – I’ve actually seen these cupcakes!) on top, tinted green coconut for grass and a pipe cleaner for the basket handle. The administrative offices were right across the street from the school, and kids were coming in one after the other that day asking to borrow a quarter. Finally, the superintendent wanted to know why all the kids needed to borrow money, so he tracked the source and found they all wanted to buy those Easter basket cupcakes. He forbade Cecilia to do anything like that again, because it made the other workers look bad. Grandma protested that she’d done it on her own time, so what did it matter to him? But mediocrity won out over innovation and service. ---Tracy McCormick Jackson (Granddaughter), 2011 | Replication of Baskets with input by Katie Larson Wride, Janece Scow Larson, and Sarah George Larson. Katie remembers multiple bunnies of different colors of mini marshmallows. The toothpick helps the bunny stay on the cup cake. | Newspaper Articles are from August 9, 1973 | Last Picture of Frank July 1973

28: Cecilia and Nicole Johnson The First Great Grandchild | Frank Larson and Katie Larson Second Great Granddaughter | Christmas 1979 Grandma came to Arizona for Nicole Johnson's sixth birthday party She oversaw the piñata. Gwen and kids were living with Gaye on Acorn St. Gwen married John in 1980. | Whenever mom and dad left for a trip, Grandma stayed at our house. At that time, it was just Shelly and I living at home. She made the most delicious eggs in the morning (her food always seemed to taste so good) and in the evenings she would teach us her favorite card game, Spite And Vengeance. She was very patient with me teaching me. It was always a favorite to play cards with her. ---Linda Paige McCormick Martin (Granddaughter) 2011

29: Grandma always sent us a card for Easter with $5 in it. They were always such cute cards! This is her signature from one. Along with a photo of the Easter Basket cupcakes she made when we visited her one Easter! --Mandy Larson Heal (Great Granddaughter) | Melissa's First Birthday March 1, 1979 Nicole Johnson, Katie Larson, Melissa Hathcock | --Found in Grandma's Pictures after her death | Grandma Great loved to let us play dress up. She always let us put on her costume jewelry! | Katie Larson Wride, Linda McCormick Martin, Mandy Larson Heal, and Cecilia Degn Larson | Of course, we all know that Grandma NEVER ever forgot a birthday or anniversary. She always had a card with a little cash for her family. ---Linda Paige McCormick Martin (Granddaughter) 2011 | Grandma’s condo was so full of warm and surprises. She always had special treats stashed whenever we came over. More often, she was at our house on Gaye Lane in the mornings before school, after school or in the evenings. My favorite youth memory of her was whenever we got our report cards, she had silver dollars waiting for every “A” earned. Those were the best! ---Linda Paige McCormick Martin (Granddaughter) 2011

30: Of course when we visited, Grandma always made us feel so welcomed. She would always prepare some Danish food dish that I had never experienced before. And we were also introduced to her favorite card games including, solitary games of different varieties. I suppose we slept there, but I don’t ever recall the bedrooms, I just remember the kitchen that connected to the dining room that connected to the TV/Living room as all one great big and fun room to be in and be together in no matter what anyone was doing. On the wall of the dining room was a arcadia door that opened onto a small patio and a large grassy back yard where Grandpa would practice his golf swing. That’s where he passed away with a golf club in his hand. ---Scott Anderson Larson (Grandson), 2011 | Linda is holding Grandma’s hand, with Shelly and Joan in the back. It was taken at the Starfire condo my parents bought after Grandpa died for Grandma to live in. They couldn’t agree on the rent, because Mac and Joan didn’t really want any, but Grandma always insisted on paying her way. They argued until Mac said, “Do what you want, old woman! You always do!” So she paid Mac and Joan a very fair rent and acted like Mac was the epitome of the rent collecting melodrama villain. That was part of their fun relationship: They teased each other constantly, especially at cards. They’d call each other names and insult one another. If Mac manage to beat Grandma at Spite and Vengeance (no small feat, even though Mac is wicked good at cards), she’d say, “How does it feel to beat a one-eyed old crippled woman!?” The picture on the wall has an interesting story. It’s of a big eyed little girl with long dark hair standing on a swing. Aunt Ruby called Grandma (her sister) and said, "You’ll never believe this, but there’s a portrait of Tracy, this girl on a swing. I’m sending it to you.” Ruby sent the painting (print) to Grandma, and she agreed with Ruby: the little girl looked like Tracy. She hung it in her house from then on. ---Tracy McCormick Jackson (Granddaughter), 2011 | They lived in San Diego when Frank passed away. It was hard to lose him so close to Dad, 3 years later and Greg a year after that. We lost 3 Larson men in 4 years. I loved to go golfing with Dad and Frank. I was their caddy to spend time with them. ---Jeff Anderson Larson (Grandson), 2011 | By the time we started visiting CA, Grandpa had taken up golf. So, he and Dad and I would usually go out several days to play golf. When I was younger, I would not play but would caddy for Grandpa. He played much more that Dad and much better too, so I remember him always trying to give Dad little pointers to help him improve his game, so I listened carefully and would try out his instructions myself on a few practice swings. When I got into high school I started playing myself and so I was allowed then to play with them as well. Some of my fondest memories of visiting Lemon Grove was being on the golf course with Dad and Grandpa, it seemed like I had them all to myself.

31: 1981 Cecilia Marie came down to Arizona for the baby blessing of Holly Marie Larson. Grandma Gaye said she always treasured this picture because all of her grandchildren were together for one moment in time! | Cecilia loved take to take us to the buffet at a casino and then to Bingo. Everyone called her Cece. She was so proud of her Grandkids. Once I sold an ice rink to a small casino. She told everyone all about it. She was thrilled to come to the Grand Opening. Grandma loved to play games. She did not agree with gambling, but Bingo was only “playing” a game. She would play 7 or 8 cards at a time! She called it the “office.” She would spend half day and make a handsome amount of money. Once at Palace Station right before my mission, we were in line for the buffet, Mom (Gaye) and everyone were playing the $0.25 slots. Grandma won on the first pull! $750! She didn’t want it. She told me to go use it for your mission. I asked Bishop Edwards if I should pay tithing on it and he said, “No, use it for your mission!” ---Jeff Anderson Larson (Grandson), 2011 | Christmastime: Oh, Grandma made the best cookies. And lots of them! She’d come over and bake at our house. She never got mad when I’d eat them as fast as she baked them. Different shape cookies with powdered sugar. ---Linda Paige McCormick Martin (Granddaughter), 2011 | Grandma came to church with us. What a joy to sit next to her. She always looked great and smelled even better. She had the reputation with the other kids that if they stayed quiet during sacrament meeting, she had a treat for them in her purse. Every week, after sacrament meeting, kids would flock to Grandma to see what treat she had that week in her purse. I can still hear her singing hymns. I loved sitting next to her. ---Linda Paige McCormick Martin (Granddaughter), 2011

32: Jeff'ery Anderson Larson Married Julie Annette Elsberry 1985 | Right before we got married, Julie , Mom and I went for the weekend to Las Vegas. She told us we were going to “Dinner and a Show.” It was the Fire and Ice show. Grandma tipped the Matres Dee to get right in front of the stage. My elbow could rest on the stage. In the middle of dinner, these girls came out on roller skates to start the show. They were completely topless! Julie was trying to cover eyes. Grandma didn’t think anything of it! Once she took Gwen, my Mom, and the girls to see Chippendales! Grandma loved to have fun!!! ---Jeff Anderson Larson (Grandson), 2011 | Cecilia came down to Arizona for Jeff's Wedding. Grandma Gaye loved it when the "Pretty Lady" came to visit. | Cecilia Hathcock, Cecilia Larson, Issac, and Andrea Hathcock at the wedding luncheon.

33: Surprise Party 1986 | Joan had a suprise party for Cecilia at her home in Las Vegas for Cecilia's 80th birthday!

34: 1984 | The other thing Grandma loved was reading. She was an avid reader! Was really hard on her when she developed macular degeneration and she couldn't see to read. But she switched to audio books which she had sent to her from the local library. The only problem was that she would fall asleep listening and wake up with the book done and she had only heard 2 chapters!!!! --Memory of Gwen Gibson (Grand Daughter), 2011 | 1986 In the spring, Grandma Great came to visit us in Mesa, AZ. I was running for student council. She sat and helped cut out campaign flyers and told us stories. She always encouraged us to go after out dreams and believe in ourselves --Contributed by Mandy Gaye Larson Heal, Cecilia's Great Granddaughter | This was taken at the Zebrack’s house on Roosevelt in Salt Lake City one Thanksgiving. Back row left is Joan and Mac McCormick, Linda McCormick Martin with her husband Alan in front of her and their sons Michael (in red) and Cameron (in cap) on his lap. Next to Linda is James “Jim” Zebrack holding son Seth. Wife Shelly is seated in front of Jim with son Cooper on her lap. The Jacksons are on the far right, all in a column, Tracy, Susannah, Virgil, and Alden on Virgil’s lap. ---Contributed by Tracy McCormick Jackson (Granddaughter, 200) | The best buffet was at the casino the Golden Nugget. When we had Taylor, her favorite place to take us was to “Red Robin.” Then, she would take us to Toys ‘R Us and buy Taylor a toy. He loved visiting Grandma! ---Jeff Anderson Larson (Grandson), 2011 | 1989

35: Gaye's Surprise Party 1993 | Jeff, Julie, and the boys were visiting Grandma for the weekend. Grandma was fixing dinner. She told Julie, “Come get your food for your men.” Julie replied, “I don’t serve my men!” Julie said she was so surprised! She was such a Women’s Libber. Jeff said, “She acted like the actress Ruth Gordon, feisty and a women’s libber!” ---Julie Annette Elsberry Larson (Granddaughter-in-law), 2011 | For Gaye Anderson Larson's (Son Frank's Wife) 60th Birthday, Cecilia came for the surprise party!

36: Degn Reunion 1989 | Two Cecilias | Gwen Gibson, Cecilia, Gaye Larson | Back row: Cecilia, Gaye, Gwen, Jeff, Julie, Taylor, Leanne Front: Cecilia, Andrea, Melissa, Aaron, Rusty | Degn Kids at Reunion

37: Degn Reunion 1992 | The last time these two sisters sat together and chatted on Earth! | At the 1992 Degn reunion, Grandma Larson looks like death. In fact, she felt like it. She was in so much pain from her back, she really thought she was dying. She was determined to go to the reunion, because she truly thought it was her last chance to see her family. She was in a wheelchair (not her normal mode of transportation) and on major pain killers, plus some injections in her back. She absolutely would attend that reunion, no matter what pain she was in! The McCormick picture below: (back row) Kent McCormick, Virgil Jackson, Mac McCormick, Alan Martin. Middle row: Sandra Sprague McCormick, Shelly McCormick, Joan Larson McCormick, Linda McCormick Martin, Tracy McCormick Jackson. In front, Jamey (Shelly’s oldest son, now a Zebrack), Grandma Larson, and Susannah Joan Jackson on Tracy’s lap. ---Tracy McCormick Jackson, (Granddaughter), 2011

39: 90th Birthday! | 1996 | We were a little worried about all those candles on her cake! We were trying to get kids close to her to help her blow out the candles. But, Cece had other plans...see those plates in her lap? She surprised everyone when with two swishes over the candles and they were out! Cecilia is so clever! --Mandy Larson Heal (Great Grand Daughter), 2011

40: Great Great Grandma Larson 1997 | For Dallin's first 4th of July, Katie and Jared Wride took him to meet his Great, Great Grandma!Cecilia | 4 Generations--- Holly Larson Moss, Jesse Larson, Dallin Wride, Scott Larson, Rusty Hathcock Front: Cecilia Marie Degn Larson, Katie Larson Wride

41: Heirlooms | Amethyst Ring | This is Grandma's spinning wheel. She would card the wool and spin the yarn on it. Such a lost art! | Grandma loved to collect plates. Each of her grandchildren received a few when she passed away. | Cecilia left this world May 5, 1999. She left us a few Earthly Heirlooms, but mostly the heirloom of her feisty attitude and great ability to love! (For more details on her passing, read Tracy's memories page)

42: CeCe loved to crochet afghans for those she loved.!! | She taught me to crochet (or tried to) every time I visited. If she was sitting in her easy chair, she was crocheting. I never till the day she died saw her sit down without handwork (usually crocheting) or a book. Grandpa might watch TV shows like golf or The Lawrence Welk Show, but Grandma always had something in her hands. She used to make beautiful articles of clothing and intricate things, but even when she was blind in one eye and had cataracts in the other, she still continued to crochet. When she could no longer see well enough to crochet squares together, she’d just crochet the squares and send them to her friend in Minnesota, where they’d be stitched into lap robes for “old people”. To the last of her life, when she was virtually blind, she crocheted. Her last afghans were loose and easy to make, no longer the beautiful intricate designs she loved, but love and industry still went into them --Tracy McCormick Jackson (Grand Daughter), 2011 | 1997 Macy Larson (4 months) | 1993 Katie, Jesse, Cecilia, Mandy Scott Larson Floor: Adam Larson

43: This framed Christmas tree made of costume jewelry was given to Cecilia by her sister Ruby. I don’t know if Ruby made it herself (which is entirely likely) or had it made for Sis by someone, who had done the same with Ruby’s costume jewelry. Cecilia sent her wads of costume jewelry accumulated over the decades to Ruby, and Ruby sent back this Christmas tree. It even lit up, and Grandma usually had it lit for a lovely glow in the living room of the condo on Starfire Lane, Las Vegas. ---Tracy McCormick Jackson (Granddaughter), 2011 | That blue and white “Chicken Scratch” quilt won the big prize at the Clark county fair the year Cecilia and Joan entered it. Grandma said she ruined her eyes on that quilt. She made the chicken scratch squares which involved gingham, heavy cotton thread, and lots of stitching of stars. Joan pieced and quilted it. An entire bedroom in the Gaye Lane house in Las Vegas was redecorated to showcase that quilt. I don’t know who has it now. ---Tracy McCormick Jackson (Granddaughter), 2011

44: Christmas Goose Although I don’t have a family recipe for it, Grandma said that for Christmas every year, dinner was goose. On Christmas Eve, the “folks” would open the doors to the parlor, and there would be a decorated tree. The goose would be stuffed with apples and prunes and served with red cabbage and sweet browned potatoes. ..and don't forget the spritz cookies! Here are the recipes for those. Sweet Browned Potatoes: Boil small, uniformly size potatoes, being careful they do not break. Drain well. Reheat in a skillet containing cup goose fat (which you should have a lot of if you cooked a goose) and 2 tablespoons brown or white sugar. Brown for a few minutes till the potatoes are crispy, golden brown and delicious. --Submitted by Tracy McCormick Jackson (Great Granddaughter of Johanna) | Family Recipes | Christmas Rice Pudding Again, this was a dish I had frequently heard stories of, but never tasted it done right until I lived in Sweden. The amount this makes varies, depending on the size of your pot. I don’t know how to make it with a set recipe. This is not your average rice pudding! In a pot (like a sauce pot or stock pot), pour enough short grain white rice to cover the bottom by about to inch. Pour a couple of inches of water over the rice, add salt in the appropriate amount for the rice, and bring it to a covered boil. Let this boil for 10 minutes, adding water ir necessary, so the rice doesn’t burn. After 10 minutes, add whole milk (although 2% is okay, since you’ll be adding significant amounts of cream later) to within a few inches of the top of the pot. (You are basically making enough pudding to fill the pot. Make sure you have a bowl twice as big as your pot for later.) Bring this milk mixture to a simmer, then turn down the heat so that it s-l-o-w-l-y simmers. Add a vanilla bean if you have one (it tastes better, but they are expensive, and you can add vanilla extract later if you don’t have one). Cook a few hours, stirring occasionally, making very sure it doesn’t scorch. Cook until it’s thick and the rice has absorbed all the milk. Add enough sugar, stirring in, until the mixture is sweet enough. If you didn’t use a vanilla bean, now add vanilla extract for flavor. Let it cool. (I put it outside overnight, but it’s cold here in the winter.) Whip cream until it’s soft peaks. (Use about as much cream as rice. For example, if you have 2 quarts of rice, whip 1 quart cream. Yes, it’s a lot, but this is Danish food we’re making here!) Gently fold the whipped cream into the rice until it’s light in texture and well incorporated. Ta-dah! Traditional Scandinavian rice pudding! Again, Grandma said this is how it used to taste when she was a girl. --Submitted by Tracy McCormick Jackson (Great Granddaughter of Johanna)

45: Open Sandwiches Smorgas pronounced smurr-goez actually comes from the smear of goose grease on the bread, which is then topped with various tasty things. A smorgasbord = smear + goose + table (bord), which is a table of tasty sandwiches. All Scandinavians eat these, but the Danes have raised the bar. Soft or hard bread of any variety can be used, the topping so generous that no bread shows. The skill comes in selecting tasty ingredients that will complement or contrast with each other and then arranging them to make a visually satisfying snack. Butter keeps the bread from getting soggy (since you may not have goose grease around the house). These are eaten with a knife and fork. Shrimp Smorgas: On buttered white or sourdough bread, line up as many shrimps as possible all lined up in the same direction, as pretty as the scales on a fish. Garnish with lemon and dill. Smoked salmon smorgas: Slices of smoked salmon (the Norwegian kind from Costco is good) on buttered white or rye bread, seasoned with lemon and freshly ground pepper, and crossed with a diagonal line of lightly scrambled eggs garnished with fresh dill or asparagus tips. I like this also with red onion, tomato, capers, and dill. Roast Beef and Potato Salad: Slices of rare roast beef on buttered rye or white bread topped with potato salad garnished with fresh chives and maybe a slice of tomato. Egg, tomato and caviar: on buttered bread alternate slices of hard boiled eggs and tomatoes. Garnish with caviar (don’t panic: you can get this at Ikea in a tube like toothpaste. I still crave that stuff!) Potato and Salami: Use buttered rye bread. Add a layer of finely sliced boiled potato (new are best), then a layer of salami, pressing the ingredients down well. Garnish with chopped chives. (It seems strange, I know, but the best pizza I’ve ever had was in Florence and it was a potato pizza with salami.) ---Submitted by Tracy McCormick Jackson (Great Granddaughter of Johanna) | Danish Liver Pate The Danes don’t call this “pate” like the French. It’s called “liver paste”, it’s eaten frequently for breakfast or snack on dark, buttered rye or pumpernickel style bread with bread and butter pickles. I can’t stand liver, but even I must admit this is delicious. 1 lb pork liver, minced 6 oz. back pork fat, minced 5 fillets Scandinavian or 7 fillets Portuguese anchovies 2 small onions, peeled and minced 2 tsp salt Freshly ground black pepper Pinch of sugar, allspice, ground cloves 10 T butter Scant 1 1/2 C flour 2 C milk 2 eggs, lightly beaten Blend the liver, fat, anchovies, and onion to s smooth mixture, removing lumps and strings. Season well. Meat butter in a pan, add flour and stir over gentle heat for a few minutes, than add the milk gradually to make a smooth sauce. Add liver mixture and eggs, blending well. Pour into two 5-cup loaf pans (or one larger pan, if you don’t have small), lined with a double thickness of buttered foil. Place both pans in a roasting pan, add hot water to half the depth of the paste and bake for about two hours at 325 degrees F until the paste is firm to the touch and an inserted skewer emerges clean. Turn out when cool. --Submitted by Tracy McCormick Jackson

46: Frikadeller: This is like meatloaf, in that every woman has her own variation, so that one could eat meatloaf in a dozen different households and each would taste different (just ask a missionary). The Danes are unique in the shaping of these meatballs: they should be oblong. 1 lb ground round lb ground pork 1 grated onion 3-4 slices white bread 1/8 tsp pepper 4 T flour tsp cloves 1 tsp salt 2 eggs Milk or cream | Be sure the meat has been ground 3 or 4 times. Add grated onion and the bread which has been softened in milk. Mix well. Add the remainder of the ingredients. Add the milk or cream a little at a time, stirring well after each addition. Fry the meat balls (or oblongs) in a hot pan. Use suet or good shortening (I would use olive oil and butter). The meat balls are placed on the pan with a spoon which has been dipped in the hat fat each time. (They may be too light to shape, thus the spoon method.) Fry the meat balls until light brown. Make a gravy to serve with the meat balls by adding more meat juice/broth to the pan in which the meat balls were fried, thickening the gravy with flour which has been stirred with stock or cream. -Submitted by Tracy McCormick Jackson | Red Cabbage: Grandma said this tasted just like her mother’s (Bertha Johanna)! 1 medium red cabbage, quartered, cored, and sliced very thinly 3 T butter (it’s Danish, use more!) 1 medium onion, finely chopped 2 medium cooking apples, peeled, cored and sliced 2 tsp caraway seeds Salt and freshly ground black pepper 4 T (or more) or any red jam or jelly (red currant is classic, but I usually use raspberry) 3 T water 3 T white wine vinegar | Melt the butter in a large pot, add the cabbage, stir well and fry over medium heat stirring nearly constantly. Add remaining ingredients (EXCEPT for jam), cover, and cook very gently until cabbage is quite soft (could take 1 - 2 hours). Stir from time to time and add a little more water if dish begins to dry out. Add the jam about 30 minutes before the end of cooking. Check seasoning, adding a little more jam or vinegar as necessary to reach a balanced sweet-sour flavor. This dish improves with reheating, so feel free to make it well ahead. -Submitted by Tracy McCormick Jackson | Pytt i Panna (Put in the Pan) I love this hash. It bears absolutely no resemblance to canned corned beef hash and is a great way to use up leftover roast and potatoes. So good! 2 T butter 2 T oil 6 medium potatoes, boiled and cut into inch dice 2 medium onions, cut into inch dice 4-5 C cooked meat (lamb or beef, with some ham or uncooked bacon), cut into inch dice Salt and freshly ground pepper 1 T freshly chopped parsley 4-6 fried eggs (or 4-6 raw eggs yolks) | Heat half the butter and oil and gently fry the potato dice until crisp and golden. Remove and keep warm. Heat the remaining butter and oil, add onion and cook until transparent but not brown. Add the diced meats, increase hat slightly and cook, stirring constantly, until beat is browned and all sides and thoroughly reheated. Add the cooked potatoes, stirring gently until completely mixed. Season to taste. Add parsley. Serve with the fried eggs, or eggs yolks in half an egg shell, on top. --Submitted by Tracy McCormick Jackson

47: Cucumber Salad Grandma used to serve this with sour cream mixed in it. 1 cucumber (use the English kind) Salt 2-3 T sugar Freshly ground black pepper 7 T freshly squeezed lemon juice or white wine vinegar 7 T water 2 T freshly chopped parsley and/or dill Slice the cucumber very thinly, salt and leave to drain in a colander topped with a saucer plus a weight for 1-2 hours. Rinse off salt and squeeze the cucumber dry. Mix the lemon juice or vinegar, measure water, sugar to taste, pepper and a pinch of salt, stirring well to dissolve the sugar. Pour the dressing over the cucumber. | Cucumber Salad Grandma used to serve this with sour cream mixed in it. 1 cucumber (use the English kind) Salt 2-3 T sugar Freshly ground black pepper 7 T freshly squeezed lemon juice or white wine vinegar 7 T water 2 T freshly chopped parsley and/or dill Slice the cucumber very thinly, salt and leave to drain in a colander topped with a saucer plus a weight for 1-2 hours. Rinse off salt and squeeze the cucumber dry. Mix the lemon juice or vinegar, measure water, sugar to taste, pepper and a pinch of salt, stirring well to dissolve the sugar. Pour the dressing over the cucumber. | Beef with Onion (I don’t have the right keys for the Danish word for “beef”, but it was pronounced “biff med loy”, lok being the Danish word for onions) This was one of my favorites from Grandma’s house. 1 lbs ground round or hamburger 2 medium onions, sliced into rings Flour Salt Pepper Beef stock or water Form the ground meat into patties and dip in seasoned flour. Try to get the flour pretty well into the surface of the patties. Brown well in hot fat and | Red Fruit Pudding I’d always heard about this one. Grandma said Bertha Johanna would serve it with cinnamon sugar croutons (leftover bread cubes, fried in butter, and tossed with cinnamon sugar). It never sounded that great to me, but then I tasted it several years ago in Germany. Yum! lb red currants 1 C sugar 1 lb raspberries 1 packet Dr. Oetker’s original vanilla pudding (basically, vanilla flavored cornstarch) Cover currants with water, boil till currants split and give off juice; strain. (Or just use liter red currant juice). Remove C juice; let cool. (I add an ice cube or two to get it really cold.) Dissolve sugar in boiling juice. Dissolve pudding mix in cooled juice. (This is not Jello vanilla pudding! If you can’t find the packets of Oetker’s vanilla pudding, then just use cornstarch and vanilla.) Add raspberries to boiling juice, then stir in the pudding mixture. Be careful not to boil the texture out of the raspberries. You can use any soft red fruits for this, like strawberries, but I like raspberries best. And I top it with whipped cream. -Submitted by Tracy McCormick Jackson | Form the ground meat into patties and dip in seasoned flour. Try to get the flour pretty well into the surface of the patties. Brown well in hot fat and butter, lift from skillet and set aside. Brown the onions in the drippings. When well browned, add a heaping tablespoon of flour and cook that for a minute or two in the fat. Add enough stock to make a gravy, bring it to a simmer and add the browned patties very carefully. Simmer for a few minutes till the patties are heated through. Serve with mashed potatoes. (Grandma’s mashed potatoes were always light, never had lumps, and were seasoned with WHITE pepper. That way, she said, there were no unsightly black flecks in the beautiful light potatoes.) | Beef with Onion (I don’t have the right keys for the Danish word for “beef”, but it was pronounced “biff med loy”, lok being the Danish word for onions) This was one of my favorites from Grandma’s house. 1 lbs ground round or hamburger 2 medium onions, sliced into rings Flour Salt Pepper Beef stock or water

48: Frank D. & Gaye Larson Scott Gwen Leanne Greg Jeffery | Mac & Joan McCormick Tracy Kent Shelly Linda | Frank Jones Larson & Cecelia Marie Degn Larson

49: Cabin Pic

50: Frank Degn Larson | --Son of Cecilia | Frank on his way to Aunt Ruby's farm...night case and train ticket in hand! | Senior Class President

51: You make us laugh! | Dear Mom-- July, 1970 There has never been a more inspiring woman in my life than you are to me. Many times it must seem like I never think of you---but, I certainly do and often. It would really be nice to have you close, to visit with, go to movies and plays with and most of all--to be able to surprise you once in awhile. Here I am still working and not knowing how long it will last. The pressure is great and I have so much at home too. Please know that I love you and wish you the best today, tomorrow, and always. Happy Birthday--- Love and Kisses Frank and Gaye and the Five (Letter provided by Gwen Gibson)

52: Scott Anderson Larson | 1984 | Cecilia Degn Larson is much adored and admired. Her wit and humor were so clever. She learned to work very hard in her parent's rooming house as a teenager. She enjoyed cooking, from working in the school cafeteria. She shared creafts of needlepoint, crocheting, quilting, making nylon scrubbies and more. She loved sharing her life stories with us. Her charm and genuine goodness have alwyas beena family treasure. We miss being with her, but know she loves us and can't wait to see her again --Janece Larson | When we would come to Lemon Grove, Grandma would also arrange field trips so we could see the San Diego area. We would usually visit the San Diego Zoo, Old Town San Diego; occasionally we would eat out and of course the beach. One time when we visited, Grandma was excited to take me to visit a special ice cream parlor. She also insisted that she order for me. She had a special “dish’ in mind for me. When we went I was in High School and when we got there I noticed the place was full of cute High School girls and I remember being a little embarrassed because I was there with my Grandma and all my younger brothers and sisters. Little did I know my embarrassment was just beginning! Grandma ordered what was called “The Trough.” It was huge! Enough ice cream to feed our whole large group, but it was just for me. She knew I liked ice cream. It came with a spoon too big to fit in your mouth to scoop out portions to your other party members! But the most embarrassing part was that whenever anyone ordered this item when they delivered it a loud fire engine alarm would go off and several waitresses would carry it out together, drawing the attention of every customer in the place. I was left three shades of red, holding the huge spoon, looking across the table at my smiling Grandmother. ---Scott Anderson Larson (Grandson), 2011 | JANECE is in her 23rd year of teaching, and still enjoys every day. She leads the singing for children in Primary at Church, and is blessed to teach Strengthening Marriage Workshops with Scott almost every week. Visiting tropical Aruba, & Grenada were on the bucket list! Cousin’s Camp at the Cabin with 11 grandchildren and most parents rocked! We learned about “The Armor of God.” Having Book Group for 18 years is such a joy! Reading every night is a ritual! Life is full, rich and rewarding. SCOTT has increased his sessions for Emotionally Focused Therapy dramatically. He counsels individuals and couples. He is the expert when we teach Marriage Workshops. He is also President of our family business Amigo Preschool, which we have had for 27 years. Scott has been working with the Varsity Boy Scout age and has enjoyed summercamps, and making kayaks. He now serves as Sunday School President. He played Hobble Creek Golf Course in Utah, which was on his bucket list. He enjoyed visiting Uncle Bob-The Pearman, and Aunt Joan in Oregon in June | Cecilia has always been a source of fun, entertainment, security, and secret self esteem for me. I miss her a lot, but her memories still have a powerful influence on me. | Cecilia's Grandson, Frank's oldest son | Gaye, Scott, Joan, and Cecilia at the Beach

53: Dustin Michael Heal, Mandy Gaye Larson Heal, Megan Sabella Heal, Scotland Conover Heal Kimball Jenkins Heal, | The Heals live in Mesa, Arizona. Dustin is a manager at Grand Canyon University, plays piano, and road bikes. Mandy teaches online classes for University of Phx and stays at home with the kids. She loves to read and digital scrapbook. Kimball (4) loves soccer and writing. Scotland (2) loves to laugh and roar! Megan (1) loves to giggle, smile and charm us all! | Jesse is in his first year of Medical School at Western University in Pomona (LA) CA. He will become a DPM and a Podiatrist. This is a challenging year academically, and being so far away from Brittney. She is in Dental Hygiene School in Phoenix, and will graduate in May. She drives over every few weeks to visit Jesse. They have been married for 2 years, and this is a big sacrifice to be so far apart. | Holly and Jeff Moss live in Provo, Utah, too far away. Holly is a Mary Kay consultant, and a certified Zumba instructor. She is Primary President, teaches Stake Aerobics weekly, and loves gardening. Jeff is an Enrollment Counselor at Provo College, operates BBDJ’s DJ Business in Utah and serves in Elder’s Quorum. Deagan, 2, loves his big brothers and his scooter. Quinton, 3, enjoys his Computer PreSchool, Spiderman, and playgroup. Corbin is 5 and goes to Kindergarten in the same remodeled building that his dad went to for Jr. High. He reads, plays soccer and is a good big brother. As a family they ran the Freedom 5k on the 4th of July. | Corbin Scott Moss, Holly Marie Larson Moss, Jeff Scott Moss, Deagan Jeff Moss, QuintonRoyd Moss | KATIE & JARED are very dedicated parents. Katie serves as Cub Scout Den Leader, Phoenix Pear Supervisor, as Parent Mentor for the Autism Society of Greater Phoenix, and is co-founder of East Valley Autism Network. Jared has been Construction Manager at Intel for 14 years. He refs and plays basketball, and serves as Scouting Venture Leader. Dallin is 14 and loves 8th grade, the I-pad, Boy Scouts and Bebe. Kylie is in 7th grade and plays competitive basketball, sings & dances with Talent Team, and creates great scavenger hunts! Alyssa is a 4th grader, performs with Talent Team, and loves all the babies! Landon is flag football QB, a Cub Scout, and enjoys basketball | ADAM & SARAH are the parents of active, cute Eizley, 3. She goes to our PreSchool once a week, and has a HUGE vocabulary! Sarah teaches piano lesson and voice lessons in their home, sews clothes for Eizley, does hair (including mine) and makes fancy cakes and goodies! Check out her “Sweet Victory Cakes” photo gallery on facebook. Adam is now Assistant to the President for our Amigo PreSchool family business. He is learning QuickBooks and is becoming efficient at producing all the required reports at Amigo. Talented, creative family. Go to sweetvictorycakes.com | Adam. Eizley, Janece, & Sarah Larson | Britt & Jesse Larson | Kylie, Landon, Katie Larson Wride, Alyssa, Jared, & Dallin Wride

54: Larson Memories | Grandma was special to all of us that were privileged to know her. She has an amazing way of combining love and humor that we will all cherish. I always felt like I was in a presence of an elect lady when I sat at her feet and listened to her stories. She would always impress us with her memory of the past and love for everyone. She was always willing to give of herself and share her life with ours. Even on our last visit to see her she was making hot dogs and chips and taking care of us. Our trips to Las Vegas will never be the same without Grandma there to see. I love her and have appreciated her special spirit in my life. Heaven truly received a wonderful addition when she arrived. I love you and will always have a special place in my heart for Grandma. ---Katie Larson Wride (Kate) -From the scrapbook written at her funeral | I loved to visit Grandma Great in Las Vegas. I was always fascinated by her spinning wheel and wool carding. I would pretend I was Sleeping Beauty and would "prick" my finger then fall over which would make her laugh. There was a certain smell at her house that I later learned was bleach! She always had little handmade things around her house like toilet paper cozies and afghans. She always had a book by her chair too! She always had the most amazing food for us. I remember one year at Thanksgiving she had the most amazing stuffing and cranberry sauce! She always worked so hard to make sure that we were happy and welcome in her home. She taught us so many card games and my favorite game "Rumicube" at her house. I remember laughing and laughing at her table eating caramel popcorn while playing games until way late into the night! One year at Christmas, she visited us and brought us dolls that would laugh when you shook them. Well, she forgot to take the batteries out before checking her bags. We laughed and laughed as we thought about the baggage handlers throwing her bags onto the belt or into the airplane. I love to snuggle into the pink afghan she made me. It is like a hug from Grandma Great! Oh how I will miss her! --Mandy Gaye Larson Heal -From the scrapbook written at her funeral | Stuffed animals and clothes from Cecilia 1979 | 1978 | 1980

55: 1984 | You are a special person to me and all of us! You left a small piece of yourself in each of our hearts. You were one of a kind, unique, happy, young, and intelligent. I will always remember coming over to your house on Easter and you gave us tiny Easter candies. Little bunny rabbits made of marshmallows cut with fingernail scissors. I learned a lot of fun card games from you as I also learned to laugh and live life to its fullest. You saw and experienced a lot of history that you shared with all of us. I thank you for sharing yourself with us and for caring for and about us. I love you and will mis you...until we meet again. Holly Marie Larson Moss -From the scrapbook written at her funeral | I was lucky to be baptized in Las Vegas. So, Grandma was there smiling at me. I will miss Grandma's funny jokes and remarks. I will miss playing games and cards with Grandma. She always sent us Bingo stampers. I will also miss her soothing voice and beaming smile. I thought that she was a great Grandma and will miss her. I think there will always be a place for her wherever she goes. --Jesse Degn Larson -From the scrapbook written at her funeral | I remember that she had a sign over her toilet when we visited with her. "If you sprinkle when you tinkle, be a sweetie and wipe the seatie!" I thought it was hilarious as a little boy! The rings Grandma has given all of her grandkids are NEVER ENDING circles. Cecilia's love for each and every one of us is also NEVERENDING! Thanks for everything Grandma. Love Eternally, Adam S.cott Larson -From the scrapbook written at her funeral | 1986 | 1995

56: LOVE LOVE LOVE | Gwen Larson Gibson | She was my "pal," "my buddy," "my special friend! I loved her all my life and I knew she loved me. We were "sympatico." My Grandma was a great role model for me. She taught me many things. Most of all, she showed me how important family is, how to love and accept all our differences and how to serve one another. I will miss her always and I pray her's will be one of the first (faces) I see when I pass. -Gwen From the Scrapbook written at her funeral | March 1982 | Cecilia's Granddaughter, Frank's Oldest Daughter

57: John and Chris Gibson, John Gibson, Nicole Johnson Woodruff, Gwen Larson Gibson, Aaron Johnson | March 1982 | Degn Reunion 1989 | Grandma loved John. She told Gwen, “If I was 30 years younger, I would be after him!” ---Jeff Anderson Larson (Grandson), 2011

58: Gwen's Kid's Memories | Nicole's kids: Baylie 11, Brady 7, and Cody 3 | Nicole was Cecilia's first great granddaughter. "What I remember most about Grandma Larson is her bingo. She loved it and she was good. Also she wore red lipstick. When I see her face in my mind, she is smiling and wearing red lipstick."

59: Aaron and Joanne Johnson | Nicole, Cecilia, and Aaron in Las Vegas | Aaron’s memory, "What I remember most about Great Grandma Larson, is her playing cards. She would always take time to play a game of Spite & Vengence with me. And most of the time she won!" | Nicole, Cecilia, and Aaron in Las Vegas

60: Leanne Larson Hathcock | Memory or letter here | The Fabulous Five and Mom | Cecilia's Granddaughter, Frank's Youngest Daughter

61: When the "fab five" were little, Grandma sent them matching Christmas pajamas every year!!!! | 1959 | 1965 Thanksgiving Night Albuquerque, New Mexico | 1958 | 2008 Hathcock Reunion Back: Issac, Rusty, Jessica, Cecilia, Andrea Front: Leanne, Monte

62: Hathcock Memories | Even though I didn't see Great Grandma Larson as often as I wish I could of, I still kept her in my heart and loved her very much. Even as old as she was getting and as many grandchildren as she had, she always managed to send us something every birthday and Christmas. I will miss her very much! Love Always, Cecilia Hathcock --From the scrapbook written at her funeral | Christmas 1980 | 1979 | 1979 | Grandma has always been so thoughtful. She never forgot our birthdays or special occasions like Easter. I never saw Grandma very much, but she always included us in her life. She has been so sweet! --Melissa Hathcock Gladden From the scrapbook written at her funeral | Cecilia Hathcock and Cecilia Larson | CC & Eric Dec. 2011 | Melissa Hathcock Gladden and Alexa Gladden 2009 | Zach, Brett, and Trevor Gladden

63: Hathcock Memories | 1979 | Christmas 1980 | Rusty (1), Melissa (2), and Andrea (1 month) | October 1982 | There isn't much I could say about Grandma because I never really even got to see her that often, but although I didn't see her much I knew she really cared and loved me by the way she remembered my birthday every year. I never really thanked her that much, because I'm not that good at that kind of stuff. But I really wanted her to know that I was really thankful for what she did and that I loved her very much, but I know she knows this now because she is in heaven. --Isaac Hatchcock --From the scrapbook written at her funeral | Throughout my life, I regret that I only saw Grandma Great but maybe a few times. She was never forgotten though, and I always included her and still do in my prayers. She never forgot me either. On every birthday, I always knew there would be a pleasant card just for me. For the longest time, she would address me as Adrian, which didn't bother me. I got so used to it when I wrote her back, I began to sign my name "Love, Adrian." Soon my Mom found out and told me to sign "Andrea," otherwise Grandma would never get it tight. She must have3 realized it because later cards were addressed correctly. I know she thought of me and I know hat she loves me and I hold a special place in my heart especially for her. Whenever I saw her, which was about every five years, she always told me how beautiful I was and how special I was, and I can't forget that terrific feeling which nobody else could give me. She saw things in me, I and nobody else could see. I look forward to the future knowing she has got to be right. She always reminded me that my Heavenly Father truly loves me and has a great plan for me. Every card I received on my birthday included a twenty dollar bill and a P.S. Note saying, "...and eat a piece of cake for me!" Now on her birthday, I'll eat a piece of cake for her. I really wish I could have been a lot closer to her, but I know she isn't gone. She lives in me, and in every life she ever touched. Through out her life, she inspired many, making this world that much better. I will try to follow her great example. Every time I wear her jewelry, I shall think of her. Her jewelry, I will treasure forever and when my time comes, I will pass it onto my grandchildren. So thanks to my Great Grandma LArson and God Bless her soul. Love Always and Forever, Andrea Gaye Hathcock | I have to say that the only real memory I have of Grandma Great is that she would send a birthday card every year with some money in it. I would look forward to it every year and appreciated it so much! It was usually the only time I could get a toy that I really wanted! ---Rusty Hathcock December, 2011 | Leanne and Jacob, Andrea Hathcock's son April 2010 | Jessica and Aliya | Austin Hathcock | Kristina & Adrianna, Angel Baby

64: Gregory Anderson Larson | Mother's Day 1970 | We tried two years in a row to go to Disneyland, but something would always happen! This time Digger hurt his foot stepping on the glass from a beer bottle at the beach. So, we ended up at Grandma's house in San Diego! ----Jeff Anderson Larson (Grandson), 2011 | Cecilia's Grandson Frank's Middle Son

65: It's The Little Things In Life That Matter

66: Jeffery Anderson Larson | I will miss Grandma's sarcastic attitude toward me the most. Her favorite burnt toast in the morning was always "tough" for me to swallow but did so because of the "service" with a smile I always received. -Jeff Larson From the Scrapbook written at her funeral | October 1981 John Gibson, Cecilia, Jeff Larson | Once or twice a month, I would go visit Grandma because I was working for Farrell and Las Vegas was my territory. I would drive over on Thursday or Friday and drive home Sunday. Instead of staying at a hotel, I would stay with Grandma. We had a teasing, funny, sarcastic to each relationship. I asked my Mom once why this was and she said that is how she was with her son Frank (my Dad). I would always give it back to her. When she moved in with Tracy, I would call and do the same thing. Her favorite thing to say was, “Been a long time Buddy!” I would reply,”Hey, I have 4 kidsbeen a little busy!” She was ornery with me until she died. I miss that sarcastic relationship. I don’t have that kind of relationship with anyone else. I was inactive for about 7 years and into really Worldly stuff. Grandma told me once, “I’m so proud of you that you made it out. I didn’t think you would make it out of there!” Grandma always said kind things and thought the best of everyone. ---Jeff Anderson Larson (Grandson), 2011 | Grandma loved going to the buffet! The best buffet was at the casino the Golden Nugget. When we had Taylor, her favorite place to take us was to “Red Robin.” Then, she would take us to Toys ‘R Us and buy Taylor a toyhe loved visiting Grandma! ---Jeff Anderson Larson (Grandson), 2011 | Cecilia's Grandson, Frank's Youngest Son

67: 1997

68: Larson Memories | Grandma always made me feel part of the Larson Family from the first time I met her. She used to tell me that if Jeff didn't treat me right, I should let her know. I loved it when she sat and told me about her childhood. I'm glad I can now pass these stories on to my children. ---Julie Larson -From the scrapbook written at her funeral | Macy (2 months) and Grandma Great 1997 | Jacob 1996 3 years | I remember Grandma always remembered my birthday. Every time it's Christmas, she sends us money, so that we can buy our own presents. Her Grandma bought her clothes she didn't like and promised to never do that to us. I have a ring to remember her by, she always wore rings. I love you, Grandma! --Jake - Written for him in the scrapbook written at her funeral. He signed his name. | Macy loved to snuggle with Grandma and make her laugh

69: Taylor and Grandma Great 1988 | 1997 Taylor (9), Jacob (3) Trevor (4), Macy (2 mo) | Macy (7 months) | Trevor 1994 2 years | She was pretty like a daisy. I love her. Thanks for the ring. (Then he drew a picture of a butterfly) --Trevor - Written for him in the scrapbook written at her funeral. He signed his name. | I remember her always sending me a card for Easter, Christmas, and my birthday. She always sent some cash, so we could buy ourselves something we wanted! ---Taylor

70: Joan Larson McCormick | Joan's memories are scattered through out this book. A big thanks to Mac for interviewing her and typing up her memories. for all of us to share and get to know Cecilia better! | Scot and Mac in the Pear Orchard

71: When Frank J. died, Mac and Joan bought a condo for Cecilia to live in. Later on, she moved into their basement apartment when they lived near the temple. She had a beautiful view of the strip at night. Mac would take her to the office--Bingo---every day. When Mac and Joan moved, Cecilia moved in with Tracy and her family. | Summer 2011 Front: Janece Scow Larson, Joan Larson McCormick, Mac McCormick, Scott Anderson Larson Back: Virgil Jackson, Tracy McCormick Jackson, Alden Elizabeth Jackson, | Since 2007, Joan and Mac have served a mission caring for the church's pear farms in Medford, Oregon. Mac distributes the pears throughout the Western states.

72: Tracy Marie McCormick Jackson | Tracy at Grandma's taken just before her mission at Cecilia's ondo. | Cecilia (Grandma Larson to me) would occasionally ask, “Whatever happened to that big, blue-eyed blonde boy you used to date?” “Virgil?” I’d reply. “He’s just a friend, Grandma. Nothing going on there.” “Too bad,” she’d say. “I like him” I married him in April of 1985 | Thanksgiving 2011 The three sisters still love to get together! | Cecilia's Granddaughter Joan's Oldest Daughter

73: Tracy was instrumental in creating this book! Her memories are scattered throughout and she even shared some family recipes! Thanks Tracy for all the help! | Tracy has chosen to be stay at home moms ... and is doing a wonderful job. Virgil is a pilot for Net Jet, loves his job (and is very good at it); does a great BBQ anything; no, they do not have a professional gardener (thank Virg); and has an infectious attitude of joy and laughter. If you have the time, Virg can take you trout fishing and Tracy knows all the best places to eat in the Rogue Valley (Medford area) , Their oldest, Suzanna, is currently serving in Germany-Frankfort and has just had her first transfer. Their other daughter, 16-year old Alden, was voted best dressed in her high school, plays the piano, french horn and guitar and is a real charmer. She has all the questions you ever thought you might ever need to ask anyone. she has a thirst for information and knowledge and is in her very first 'relationship' with Kaylor. ---Mac McCormick (Son-in-law), Summer 2011 | Susannah Joan Jackson’s Missionary Picture, December 2010 Serving in Frankfurt Germany | Alden Elizabeth Jackson, age 14 | Cecilia's Granddaughter Joan's Oldest Daughter | Cecilia's Granddaughter, Joan's Oldest Daughter

74: Jackson Memories | 4 Generations Cecilia Marie Degn Larson, Suzanna Joan Jackson, Tracy Marie McCormick Jackson, Joan Larson McCormick | Susannah was born at home about 9 A.M. on May 23rd, 1989. We called all the folks to let them know she was here and to come see her. Mac and Joan said, “Maybe later this evening.” Grandma Larson said, “I’ll be right there!!!” That top picture is the day Susannah was born on Grandma Larson’s lap. She always called Susannah her “precious angel.” | Susannah and Alden Jackson, Pensacola, Florida 1999

75: This book is already full of my memories of Grandma Larson. She’s the only person I know who made me feel loved my whole life. When she was a discard librarian for Spring Valley school district, she sent me a box of books a couple times a year, just discards. (I found out later sometimes she would discard books just because she thought I’d like them.) She really fostered my love of reading in that way. Like all the other grandkids, I received a card and or present for every birthday. She always gave the best Christmas presents, the one thing that was latest and greatest, or what your parents wouldn’t give you instead of socks, like a Madame Alexander doll. Even when I went away to college, she’d send movie tickets or some cash and write, “Take yourself out for a treat.” She wrote to me on my mission at least as much as my mother. Early in 1999, we came home early from Germany because Mac and Joan were going on the road and Grandma couldn’t live alone any more. She moved in with us. Virgil and I had talked about it before we were even married. I told him there would come a time when my grandma would come to live with us. He said he wouldn’t have it any other way. That was 1985; she lived with us for her last few months of life in 1999. I was a better mother when she was with us. She had a way of bringing out the best in you, and she told me frequently what a good mother I was. That made me try even harder. I’d have to shoo her out of the kitchen, because she’d empty the dishwasher, which was Susannah’s chore. She contributed what she could. On Monday, the 3rd of May, we went to Walmart. She liked to shop and see what was new, and when she got tired, she’d just sit and watch the people. She was just interested in life, in living. We stopped for lunch at Taco Bell, although she really liked Arby’s roast beef sandwiches (“I like my meat!” she’d say.) On Tuesday the 4th, she didn’t come out of her room like normal, so I went in to check in her. She was sitting on the edge of her bed, breathing labored. I asked her if she was okay, and she said she didn’t think so. Grandma believed in being prepared, so she had her funeral all paid for and a DNR on file at her doctor’s office. I continued to check on her, but she was focused very inward. Finally I asked, “Grandma, are you dying on me?” She replied, “Yes, I think so.” So I sat with her and tried to make her comfortable. I called the doctor, but we agreed that she didn’t want any intervention. She’d made that very clear. Toward evening of the 4th, she slipped into unconciousness. I had no idea how long she would last, nor did the doctor, but I remembered her telling me months before and more than once, “Tracy, I hope I die in your sleep.” (Notice she didn’t say in her sleep, but in mine.) I thought, “Okay, Grandma, here’s your chance to do it your way.” I went to bed about 11 P.M., knowing I had to get up with the girls for school in the morning. In the morning, Grandma was still alive, but unconscious still. I called the doctor’s nurse to describe Grandma’s symptoms and she told me it wouldn’t be long. I called Kent, who came immediately, but just missed her passing that morning of May 5th. I called Shelly to tell her. She said, “Do you want me to come? I’ll come.” I started to say, “No, I’m fine, it can wait, there’s nothing you can do now.” Then I decided to ask for what I really wanted: “In a perfect world, Shelly, you’d be on the next plane.” Shelly was on the next plane. I found that experience with Grandma to be profoundly sacred. I knew then that “died” is inaccurate, and that what I always considered a silly euphemism (“passed on”) was the real truth. Her body was there, but Cecilia was not. As I write this, I am crying. I could still sob all these years later for missing her so much. She was the most loving, giving, alive person I’ve ever known. She made me feel loved, feel special, like I was her favorite. (That’s what she always told me, but I figured she told all of us that!) She was smart and sassy and funny and good. Life disappointed her in many ways, but I never saw her have a bad attitude. She didn’t preach, she just practiced. I try to remember that it’s just my turn to miss her, as her son and parents and siblings missed her while she was here and they were not. I know we belong to each other forever. I look forward to seeing her again, because she had the best lap. I aspire to be the grandma to my grandchildren that she was to me. There’s none better. | Alden’s 2nd birthday with Grandma Great (Cecilia) and Mom Tracy

76: Kent McCormick | Ames, Iowa Feb, 1980 | I first met Grandma Larsen when Kent and I were dating. She was always so kind to me, and loved Kent very much. I know that she loved all of her grandchildren, but she made Kent feel very loved all of the time. She was so good to us, knowing that Kent didn't have much money to date and etc. she would give us movie tickets. We told her not to do that but she insisted saying that she had a very successful day at work. Meaning she had won at Bingo!!! I had the opportunity to drive her places each week. She was always so appreciative. I remember dropping her off at her condo and she would stand at the screen door watching us drive away. I always felt so bad leaving her. The great grand children would call her "grandma great" instead of great grandma, I always thought that was so fitting for her....she was great, in so many ways. We all loved her!!! -Sandra Sprague McCormick (Kent's Wife) | The summer that I turned 12, 1971, I was invited by my Grandmother McCormick to stay with them in La Mesa, California for the summer and attend a reading school. The Larsen's happened to be at our house in Vegas at the beginning of the summer and offered to drive me to the McCormick's. It was the longest drive in the world. Grandpa never drove faster than 45 mph. We stopped for pie in Baker, lunch in Victorville, snacks somewhere else on the line. What is usually a 6 or 7 hour drive, took all day and into the evening. Lemon Grove and La Mesa are about 5 miles apart if I remember correctly. Every weekend, usually Saturday evening, the McCormick's, who were not LDS, would drive me over to the Larsen's home so I could attend church in Grandma's ward. Grandma always made sure their was something fun for me to do on Saturday night. We went to the skating rink or out to dinner. Some times she would buy me a model car that I would assemble on her kitchen table. Other times we would play cards (she loved to play cards). On Monday mornings, Grandma and I would have breakfast together, then she would drive me to her work that was walking distance to the McCormick's. She worked at the book depository for the school district. Grandma made sure that she was the first one there in the morning so she had time to go out into the rose garden, cut fresh roses, change the water in the vases and place the flowers on the desks of her coworkers. The kind things she did for me, one would expect. After all, I was her grandson. But the little acts of kindness that she did for her coworkers was because she was just a kind person, always thinking of others. Always putting the other person before herself. ---Kent McCormick (Cecilia's Grandson) | We were asking our children what they remembered about grandma great. All of them agreed that she was crocheting all the time, and made each of them their own blanket. She allowed them to choose their favorite colors of yarn and she made them each their very own blanket. (which we still have in a special box) Our children said they remember how kind she always was, and that she would laugh--a little giggle when they got in trouble. She loved everyone, watched out for others always. One year for Christmas she gave katie a talking bear. It was a bear that recorded your own voice, and ALL the children loved it!! Jamie, Shelly's son was the same age as Katie and he really loved and wanted this bear too. So the day after Christmas, grandma great went out in all the crowds and got Jamie this same bear. That is grandma great according to the Kent McCormick children...always making sure everyone was happy!! She is truly missed by all... | Great, Great Grandchildren of Cecilia Ellie McCormick, Kamryn and Carson Gregory | Cecilia's Grandson Joan's Only Son

77: Summer 2011 Left to Right: Chase & Haley McCormick, Jordan & Brooke and Ellie McCormick, Sandra & Kent McCormick, Carson, Katie, Kamryn and Matt Gregory. | Jordan McCormick's daughter, Ellie Scout McCormick, baby blessing in Provo, UT. January 2010 L to R: Carson Gregory, Kent, Sandra, Chase, and Haley McCormick Brooke, Jordan, Ellie McCormick, Katie McCormick Gregory, Kamryn and Matt Gregory | Kent holding Kamryn and Carson Gregory | Jordan McCormick's daughter ,Ellie Scout McCormick's, baby blessing in Provo, UT, January 2010. L to R: Carson Gregory, Kent, Sandra, Chase and Haley McCormick Brooke, Jordan, and Ellie MeCormick, Katie MsCormick Gregory, Kamryn and Matt Gregory | Great Great Grandchildren of Cecilia Marie Degn Larson: Ellie McCormick, Kamryn and Carson Gregory

78: Celia Michelle "Shelly" McCormick Zebrack | ... | Shelly and Jim Zebrack are both doctors. Jim is a cardiologist in Salt Lake City, Utah. Shelly is a neonatal cardiac intensivist at Primary Children's Hospital in Salt Lake. Shelly works at Stanford University Hospital in Palo Alto, CA. She flies there twice a month. Seth is 16, is a rower - member of a crew, plays the piano, and sports, Cooper is 11, plays soccer and piano. Jamie is now 27, produces music in New York, is a graduate of Berkley School of Music, and a member of the band New York Funk Exchange, --Sandra Sprague McCormick | Shelly and Jim have raised a darling family. Her youngest boys didn't probably know Grandma Great. But I can tell you because Jamie, Shelly's oldest son lived with them, and Grandma Great was darling to him. She loved him and was so cute with him. I remember watching her when he was around. I just remember how adorable she was with him. ---Contributed by Sandra Sprague McCormick | I always remember dancing with Shelly and Linda and their life size dolls when we would visit Las Vegas. I also remember being very surprised at BYU when I was watching an old Chuck Norris movie with a group of guys and suddenly Shelly appeared on the screen! I knew she was a black belt, but had never seen the movie! ---Mandy Larson Heal | Cecilia's Granddaughter Joan's Middle Daughter | 1992 | 2011

79: Cherish Yesterday Live Today Dream Tomorrow | Cecilia and Jamey | One year for Christmas Cecilia gave Katie McCormick, Kent's daughter, a talking bear. It was a bear that recorded your own voice, and ALL the children loved it!! Jamie, was the same age as Katie and he really loved and wanted this bear too. So the day after Christmas, Grandma Great went out in all the crowds and got Jamie this same bear. | 2011

80: Linda Paige McCormick Martin | When I met and married my husband, Feb. 1, 1992 Grandma was adoring to Alan. He never had a relationship with a Grandma before. He learned quickly not to pay for dinner if she invited us out. He also learned how to play cards and quickly got beat time and time again by Grandma. She once accused him for trying to take it easy on a “half blind old lady”. She was offended and told him not to ever do that again. | I don’t really remember a time without Grandma. I was quite young when Grandpa Larson died and soon after Grandma moved to Las Vegas to the condo on Starfire. I remember Grandma at every school function, every piano recital. In high school, I learned one her favorite pieces “Claire de Lune” by Debussy. She was my greatest fan and I loved playing the piano for her. I played that piece in several concerts and even won awards. It’s still my favorite piece and when I play it, I think of Grandma. My children know Grandma as “Grandma Great”. She was that to all of us! I still miss Grandma. My kids tolerate my stories of her and understand how much I love her. | Cameron David Martin Nov. 2011 Oregon State Champs Cross Country team. | Michael Kent Martin and Danielle Martin Oct. 2011 | Linda and Alan in Palm Springs Feb. 2011

81: Linda's Alan has recently (the past two years) been promoted to manager of the Eugene district for Wells Fargo Mortgage. They were able to buy a wonderful old house at just the right time in the market and with his new job they now have the money to make some improvements they have been waiting years to get to. If he has time he would love to take you on a float down the McKenzie river. And if the tides are right, you might talk him into taking you crabbing out on the coast. That is really fun ... and if the tides are extra low maybe clamming. Linda is an amazing stay at home Mom. She juggles everyone's schedule and keeps things running smooth. Oldest, 16-year old Cameron, was the top scorer on his soccer team, the top scorer on his basketball team and since discovering he is a type I diabetic, he has confined himself to cross country running ... and is very good at it. He has drawn the attention of a lot of coaches in the area for his 1500 and 3000 meters. 14-year old Michael ... well you just have to meet Michael. I have never met anyone in my life that has more fun than Michael. You will see what I mean when you meet him. You would never know after meeting 8-year old Danielle that after leaving almost $200,000 in doctors bills at the maternity ward, she ever had a heart condition. She is just one of the guys . and her brothers know it. ---Mac McCormick (Son-in-law), Summer 2011 | Cecilia's Granddaughter Joan's Youngest Daughter | I would like to thank Linda for giving my parents full access to scan the amazing scrapbook that she created about Grandma Cecilia for her Memorial. Many of the pictures in this book come from her. --Mandy Gaye Larson Heal | April 15, 2003 I gave birth to my last child, a daughter, Danielle Marie Martin. After a few hours of her life, it was determined that she had a heart condition that would result in death if not treated immediately. We spent the next 3 weeks in the neo natal intensive care unit in Portland, OR. We hadn’t named Danielle until right before her first heart surgery. Determined and inspired that she was a fighting spirit, we gave Danielle Grandma’s middle name, Marie. I needed Danielle to have the spit and drive to live that I saw in Grandma. After Danielle’s surgery, there were many hours of waiting at the hospital. There were moments that I realized that “administering angels” were all around us. I felt Grandma’s presence and love surrounding me, comforting me and taking care of my sick daughter. It was a testimony that even when those we love dearly aren’t here anymore, they are close. My Grandma still loves me and she knew my daughter. | December 30, 1997 we welcomed Michael Kent Martin to our family. In March of 1998, we visited Grandma in Las Vegas. That was the last time I would see Grandma. | I had my first child, Cameron David Martin on Jan. 31.1995 in Las Vegas, Nevada. That year, in Sept. we moved to Eugene, Oregon. It was harder leaving Grandma than I thought it would be. March 18, 1995 Blessing day for Cameron David Martin with 3 generations: Grandma, Joan Larson, Linda holding baby Cameron, Elizabeth Jennings McCormick and Betty Jane Hanks Martin | April 1998 Las Vegas Linda, Baby Michael Kent Martin (4 months old) Alan and Cameron (3 years old) | Sept. 2010 at Waldo Lake Campout

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