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1: Inez Allen was born December 28, 1917 in Provo, Utah...

2: ...to Thomas Lonsdale Allen and Ruby Williams. She is the youngest of 8 children: George Kenneth was born August 27, 1900. He went by Kenneth. Lillian Roweine was born April 22, 1903. She went by Roweine. Lester William was born April 26, 1906. He went by Les. Thomas Raymond was born June 7, 1908. He went by Ray. Josephine was born February 3, 1910. She went by Jo. Lucille was born September 5, 1911. She went by Lucille. Ruby June was born June 9, 1913. She went by June.

3: 1. The Beginning I was born three days after Christmas in 1917. I don’t remember too much about Provo, except a couple of things. My dear oldest sister, Roweine, was like a second mom to me. People would ask her why she didn’t get married and have a family, and she'd say, “Why should I have a family? I’ve raised these 8 kids.” But I was one more than she wanted. When Roweine heard that Mom got pregnant again, she just shook her head. I came along 4 years after June, so of course, she thought she was through raising kids. Roweine liked to read and Mom had a big leather rocker. And Mom would put me in the rocker on a pillow when I was about 6 months old, that next summer, when it was a wash day and she would tell Roweine to make sure I was okay. Roweine said, “So, I’m reading and you’d start to fuss and I’d push you in the rocker.back and forth, back and forth, and pretty soon, the back and forth wasn’t enough and you’d started to cry. So I would just push that chair harder and harder until it rocked so hard and out came pillow and baby and all onto the floor, and the crying stopped. I jumped up and cried, ‘Oh my gosh, I’ve killed it!’ So, I picked you up and then I said, ‘Oh my gosh, look at this sweet little thing!’ From then on you were mine!" Roweine was about 14 or 15 years old then, so you could see that she would be annoyed at having to take care of me, but after that she became just like a second mom to me. | The other thing I remember from when I was only about 3 or 4 years old, was that on Christmas morning, Roweine wouldn't let us into the Christmas tree until we were all bathed and ready for the day. Then she'd line us up starting with the littlest one, which was me, and we could march into the room to see our Christmas.

4: My oldest brother, Kenneth, now there was another coincidence. He, being the oldest, was married to a girl named Inez. So, here comes the last one, and guess who she marries? A Kenneth. Isn't that a strange matter? Kenneth was very handsome. He would come to visit Mom in Salt Lake. He was living in Reno, Nevada at the time. And one year he brought Mom that radio console. She was tickled to death to get a radio that she could sit and listen to. We always had the little head phones and we were thrilled to death to sit and listen to that radio. In the evenings there would be these serial programs to listen to and the only one I remember is ‘Only the Shadow knows’. Everyone would be on the couch except June and Lucille and I and we would be sitting on the floor, listening and using our imagination. Now, isn't that great? And people would say, Now, one of these days you'll be able to see a picture. You won't just have to listen, you'll see a picture.” So, you can see how old I am. Les was a great big, husky guy and Mom always relied on him. He was the one, when Mom got sick and had her stroke, who would carry her from her bed to the living room. He was always right there for you if you needed anything. His wife, Mary, had Alzheimer's, but we didn't know what it was at the time. She was an absolutely perfect housekeeper. She made beautiful meals and was a great cook. And she got where Les would say, well you haven't fixed breakfast yet, and she'd say, “I don't know how to cook, Les.” Les couldn't help but be perturbed, but we didn't understand what was happening to her. Bless her heart. Les was a carpenter. He did carpentry work. Ray was a feisty little guy. He was little compared to Les, not much bigger than Jo. He was a good student, and he whistled like a bird. His friends nicknamed him ‘Bird’. He whistled a lot, whatever he was doing he would whistle. He worked as a dry cleaner. That was his profession.

5: Josephine worked for a big department store. I was close to her and I loved her. She dressed pretty nice because she got a store discount. She had satin underwear and she'd press them. And I finally asked her once, “Can I press those?” So, she taught me how to press the underwear so the seam laid the right way and everything had to be perfect. Roweine ran a little motel in Sacramento, California. She always drove a nice car and she'd come by to visit. My dear Roweine suffered terribly with backaches. When she'd come to visit, she'd be lying on the bed and when you'd pass the bedroom door, she'd say, “Inez, would come in a rub my back for a little while?” It didn't matter who came by.Mom, June, Lucille, it was always, “Would you come and rub my back for a little while?” And yet, when that back didn't bother her, we couldn't stop her. She'd say, “Okay, let's go to the show.” We'd go the last show of the day, the midnight show, and we'd buy pistachios and eat them during the show. She was the most fun person to be with, absolutely full of life. When she'd come she'd give us perms. She'd trained as a beautician, so she'd trim our hair if it needed it and give us home perms, especially June and I. Of course, Lucille didn't need perms because she had hair like Mom's, curly and always beautiful. She'd go up to Backers Bakery and buy these delicious cinnamon rolls and we'd engorge ourselves on them and I still love them. When she'd come to visit, she'd come to see Kenny and I on Navajo Street about 7 or 8 o'clock in the morning and you'd hear this car coming down the street honking, and we'd would say, “Roweine’s coming, Roweine’s coming.” And sure enough, she'd be pulling into the driveway!

6: I've always loved June but I always felt like she treated me like I was a child, like she thought I wasn't very smart. She still treats me like that. We've had some good times, but maybe there was a little competition between us. It has been a strange relationship. Before she got married, when there were just the two of us living at home, she would go to the Friday night dances, and she would never let me go with her. I was old enough to go, and I would never go on my own, but I never got to go with her. | Most of my older brothers and sisters didn't graduate from high school. I think June was the first one in our family to graduate from high school. So, that's why I graduated. I thought, “June's not going to be the only one in this family to graduate from high school.” | friend's house. But, bless her heart, her first job, she worked as an usher at a theater. And her first paycheck she brought me this cute little dress with matching panties. So, I never forgot that, you know she didn't have anything. So that was something very special. We were really close after that. We worked together, we worked different places together. She was a special lady to me. | Lucille was kind of cross with me. She was 6 years older than me and she kind of had a hard life. Jo always dressed so beautifully and Lucille was working at American Linen and she didn't make very good money. She wasn't mean with me, but I didn't want to be around her alone. One time when Mom went out, and she hardly ever went out, but this time she told me, “Inez, you don't need to do the dishes. The older girls can do them.” I'm about 12, and Lucille decides I'm going to do the dishes. And I said, “Mom said I didn't need to do the dishes.” And Lucille started for me and I ran out of the house and went over to my

7: I lived in Provo until I was 4 years old. From there we moved to an apartment in Salt Lake City. Mom left my Dad. Dad was a good carpenter. Mom always said, “Dad would do anything in the world for anybody in the neighborhood, except for me or the family.” So, Mom raised us and was responsible for us. It was kind of scrimpy living at times. Everybody was just barely hanging on, this was in the late 20s, during the Depression. After we lived in that apartment for a while, then she rented a big house and took in roomers and boarders and she'd cook for them. She'd prepare their breakfast and dinners. We had two older men living with us. We usually had 2 or three boarders. And it was big enough we could all live downstairs. There was a big back porch and we slept there. We lived there until I went to junior high school. About that time, Lucille and June were working. June worked at a drive-in where they'd serve hamburgers. Lucille said to June, “Mom needs to quit working this hard. Let's talk Mom into giving | up this place and let's all move into an apartment.” So, we moved to a tiny apartment on 3rd East between 3rd and 4th South. Mom quit working and Lucille and June picked up the bills. From then on it was move, move, move. Someone would say, “Why do you move so often?” And Mom would say, “I think it's easier to move than to pay rent.” But sadly, in one of the moves we lost the family Bible. It had a lot of pictures and records in it. So, we always felt badly about that. Les and Ray would show up and move us from place to place. After Lucille got married, by then I was working so then June and I picked up the bills. We were always trying to find a place we could afford that was convenient. From that first apartment, we moved down to 6th South and 3rd East and that's where we were when I started to date Kenny right after high school.

8: When I was young, I was 4 and a half years younger than June and I always felt like I was in the way. Not by my Mom, but I felt they were all close and doing stuff and I was just this little waif. Mom sewed a lot, made most of my things. I had these little dolls and Mom had a great big oblong table and it had legs that were in a V. And she'd give me scraps of material and I'd sit under the table playing with these dolls trying to stay out of everybody's way. I'd sit there all afternoon playing with these dolls. I always loved a doll. I always wanted a doll. One thing I do remember about my dad, when I was about 3 or 3 and a half years old, and he came from the front door and he looked at me and said, “Your doll is laying out there by the front door on a chair. You better go take care of her.” So, I went and got her and she had a quarter on each eye. My word, what a thrill! That's about the only memory I have of my dad from when I was a child. There were some pretty hot arguments between Jo and Lucille. We lived in crowded space. June and Lucille would argue quite a lot, but it seems like the bad ones were between Jo and Lucille. So, there again, I would just sit under the table and stay out of the way.

9: 2. School & Friends My first year of junior high school was at South Junior High. Then through that summer we moved and I had to change schools. So, I started at Bryant Junior High in the fall of 1929. A couple of weeks into school, my friend Evelyn and I were walking down the hall and the school had these big windows and the windowsill was about waist high and sometimes the kids would lean against the windows. So, after lunch break, we passed this window and there were these 2 or 3 boys were talking and acting smart. Evelyn said, “I wonder what they're saying.” And I said, “They're just mouthing off and being smart. Let's don't pay any attention to them.” We went down the hall to go to class and these boys followed us. We couldn't hear what they were saying, but they were following us. So, we just went in and went to class. I sat in the front of the row that was over by the window. And I looked up and saw this little head peeking over the glass in the door into the room. And I thought, “Well, for rude.” So, the next morning, here was this same little guy in our class and the teacher introduced him as a new student in our class. And there sat Kenny. Then when we started dating he told me about seeing me that day and how he had said to his buddies, “There goes the girl I'm gonna marry.” He later told me, “Yes, we followed you down the hall, I had to know where you were going.” | And his buddy said, “You don't want go in there. That's Miss Rosser’s room. She's the toughest teacher in the whole school.” She was an English teacher and she was tough. You better put the dots and the commas in the right places. So, anyway, the next morning here's Kenny. And I thought, “That's the kid that was looking in the window!” From then on, he kind of followed us around. This Miss Rosser, she was older and strict, but she was kind. And she had us ask our parents for permission to take us up the canyon for a weenie roast. Oh my! What a treat! Most of us had never been up the canyon or anywhere. I remember us going up there and while we were up there Kenny came and got my hand and said, “Let's go for a walk.” We didn't walk very far but we did walk away from the fire. And when we came back he showed me how to roast weenies on a stick and marshmallows on a stick. After that it was just seeing each other in the hall.

10: My activities would only include what the gym classes were doing. I played tennis a bit. I was a pretty good tennis player and baseball. I was a good runner. I could outrun anybody. I did love to play tennis, but I wasn't too with my backhand and we would play during the summer on the tennis courts at the school. In high school, it was during the Depression and no one had anything. I owned one dress to wear to school. Every day when we got home, I'd change into my casual dress to save the one school dress. I may have had two, but I only remember the one, because I didn't like it. (The one in the picture by the piano). And our underwear, our bra and panties, we'd wash every night. We never had any extra, but you didn't feel badly because most people were in the same boat. When I graduated, Roweine came to take me shopping. I couldn't decide whether I wanted this plain white shirtwaist dress or this pink cotton lace with a taffeta underskirt. She finally said to the lady, “We'll take them both.” So, then I got two new dresses. So, you young people should all be happy to have a change of underwear for the next day. | One boy I dated was George. Evelyn was dating his friend, Wilfred, and so Evelyn would say to me, “If George asks you to go out, you go with him.” So, George would come and we would walk downtown. George was a big husky guy. He treated me like gold. I'd go out with him, and when I got home, my mom would say, “I wish you'd go out more with that nice little Kenny Baker.” And I'd say, “Well, I can't go out with him if he doesn't ask me.” So, I don't think Mom liked George. I think Mom thought George would take advantage of me. But George never offered anything but to hold my hand. He was just protective of me. One time he came to visit and we sat out on the front porch and he said, “I'm leaving tomorrow. I'm going out to California.” And he sat and he sang to me ‘Red River Valley’. It was kind of a sentimental song, ‘I'll be thinking of you’. When he left he said, “Can I kiss you on the cheek?” He did and said goodbye and that was the last I heard of George.

11: For most of my friends, we were together through elementary school. We started to split apart a little bit in junior high and then got back together at West High to graduate. There were the four of us who were like the four musketeers. There was Evelyn, Brit, Louella, and me. They were good friends. We would always meet on one corner, all those years. I dated a few boys off and on through high school. They didn't often ask for a second date. I had a crush in high school on these two football players. They were buddies and inseparable, whenever you'd see one you'd see the other. One was named Farrell Lish, and he would come and look me up and we would walk the school halls together. In those days, you didn't date. Nobody had any money to date. In fact, Kenny didn't graduate from high school, because he wanted to get a job so he could date. So, he dropped out a couple of months before the end of school and went to night school to get his diploma.

12: 3. Work Experiences After high school, during that summer of 1935, I got my first job at ZCMI. I met Ann Duehlmeir, who was a close friend of mine and who also lived in Taylorsville when we moved there. We wrapped packages that were to be delivered to customers and were taught to break the twine with our hands. One day on a lunch break when neither of us had a dime, I asked Ann to come home with me. When we arrived my Mom had to admit that there was nothing in the house she could offer us to eat. Both my Mom and I were humiliated and Ann was embarrassed. I never asked friends to my home nor was I ever comfortable entertaining after that. My ZCMI job was just a temporary position, so my friend Evelyn, and I went to AT&T to interview for a job. I was asked if I could reach the top row and corner of the switchboard. I found I could reach it, if I jumped off the stool! Evelyn could easily reach the corners and so she got the job. Evelyn stayed at AT&T through her entire career and rose through the ranks. She ended up very well-off due to the AT&T stock, but she never had a family like mine.

13: Les knew a couple of attorneys, who were brothers, and they were looking for a secretary. I was a good secretary since I excelled in shorthand and typing. So, I went up and applied and got the job at the attorney's office. The receptions desk was right by the front door and their offices were on either side of me. I worked there several months. I loved to take shorthand, but I got to where when they would ring their bell for me to come and take their dictation, I'd think “I don't want to take your dictation!” But I would and then I'd type it up and quite often I'd have to take it down to the City and County building to file their reports. And on the way I'd hear this whistle, “Hi Inez!” And guess who it was? Kenny Baker, wheeling over to the curb! He had a job delivering for Denver Fire Clay and he delivered on his bike. So, we'd talk a few minutes. These attorneys were good attorneys but kind of rough guys, so I quit that job. Then I worked for a neighbor who had a linen shop. And oh, I loved walking into that linen shop, such beautiful laces and linens. I couldn't afford to buy anything, but they were beautiful. There was another gal who worked with us sometimes and the shop owner often would ask her to drive up to Ogden with him to a meeting. One time he asked me and I was scared to death coming home. I'd heard one of the other guys say, “Where did you pick this one up?” And I thought, “Oh, I don't like the sound of this.” So, I sat by the door and I thought, “You make one move to touch me and this door is coming open. Sixty miles an hour or not, I'm out of here.” But he finally dropped me off at the shop, and so I quit that job. I thought, “I'm not going to go through that again!" | So from there I started to work at American Linen with June and Lucille. Lucille worked in the office and June and I counted dirty table linen and overalls the men would wear. I worked with a couple of gals named Fran and Eve and they were married. But when Kenny and I got married, Cass, the guy over me said, “I'm sorry, Inez, I can't keep you. You've lost your job.” So, I went and changed out of my uniform and left. I always thought, “I guess he thinks there's one too many Allen girls here.” No reason was given but I was a good worker. I was devastated. We were dependent on my salary. Kenny only made $90 a month.

14: 4. First Date | After high school, I was dating a fellow named Tony. He lived above a motel on Main Street with his mother and his brother. And he took me to meet them, and his mother told me that I would need to wear a lot of satin, because Tony loved satin. And I thought “Now that's strange thing to say.” Tony and his buddy had taken a trip to California and he told me laughingly that on his way back he and his friend had been arrested for speeding. So, I thought, “Oh, I don't like the sound of this.” Well we didn't really date, we would usually just take walks somewhere. There was a park not far away and we'd just walk and sit on the benches and talk. And this one night he got pretty fresh and tried to take advantage of me. I jumped up and said, “No”. And he said, “Why not? We're going to get married!” And I thought, “No, we aren't going to get married.” So, on the way home I said, “I'm sorry Tony, but I don't want to see you any more.” So, I kind of quit seeing him. Then about two weeks later Kenny happened to call. “This is Kenny Baker and I was wondering if you'd be willing to go out with me to a show or something.” Lucille had answered the phone and said, “Oh, oh, Inez has got a boyfriend.” That was the first phone call and he asked for a date for Saturday. All these other guys I'd dated had always just picked me up dressed in their regular school clothes. But when I opened the door, there stood Kenny in a nice suit, with a shirt and tie, and his shoes polished up like glass. When we went out he opened the car door for me like a gentleman, and away we went. I found out later it was his car. I was wearing this cute dress Roweine had bought for me for my high school graduation. It was cotton lace with see-through sleeves and it had a taffeta underskirt. We decided we wanted to go see this show at the Paramount Theater. We couldn't find a parking place because the show was such a hot running show. So, we had to park 3 blocks away and he pulled in and said, “Do you mind walking that far?” “No, I can walk that far.” We were standing in line for the show, and I saw this thread on my dress and I pulled it and the whole sleeve came undone. So, here I am standing with my sleeve in my hand, and then just like that, Kenny had that sleeve off and put it in his pocket. Then he stepped around on the sleeveless side of me and said, “Nobody will ever notice that.” So, in we go to the theater and we're sitting there watching the show after we see the news and the cartoons. After the show gets going a little bit, he leans over and I hear this little voice saying, “Do you mind if I hold your hand?” So, we held hands from then on whenever we went to a show. After the show he said, “I haven't had any dinner. Shall we go get a hamburger?” Well, that was unheard of! So, we went down to this little hamburger joint and had a hamburger and shakes. That was our first date. From then on, almost every Saturday, we'd either go to a show or go hiking or do something on Saturdays.

16: Kenny worked for Denver Fire Clay and not far from there was an Italian restaurant called Frank Scallioni’s. Sometimes he'd call and say, “I have to work late and they're going to buy my dinner. So, if you want to come and meet me, I'll buy your dinner.” So, I'd walk up there and we'd go to dinner and guess what we'd have? We'd have spaghetti! That's where our spaghetti dinners came from. I had a pretty good size family. Every time Kenny would come there would be someone else in my family for him to meet. And one night he said, “You're going to meet my family just like I've met your family..one at a time.” And I did.

17: Looking back on my life, I can think of a lot of times, as I look at it now and can see how God was protecting me. There were lots of times when I came so close to having these guys coming after me, and I have thought how God was protecting me. I feel like I have been blessed so much through my life and I give thanks for that every day.

18: 5. Courtship and Marriage Kenny and I dated on and off over the years between 1935 when I graduated from high school until 1939. We were both working. | Mom liked him and when he'd come over she'd say, “Would you like a piece of chocolate cake?” “Oh, yes, I would.” She always had a cake on Sundays. And he would have a piece of cake with some chocolate milk. So, he fell in love with my mom, and he was always so good to her. When we'd date, if it was on New Year's Eve and Lucille and June were also out, he'd say, “Mom, would you like to go out to Aunt Clare's? We could take you out to Aunt Clare's.” He'd hate to leave her home alone, so often we'd take her there before we went out on our date. That meant a lot to me. He was really thoughtful with my mom and my sisters.

19: Mom liked to go out to the airport and watch the planes and often he would say, “Let's go pick up Mom and take her out to watch the planes for a while.”

20: One time while we were still dating, Kenny picked me up from work and we went to a café and ordered a few drinks. By the time I got home, it was pretty obvious I'd had too much to drink. Mom was shocked and Roweine was there and she said, “Mom, don't you worry about it. I'll take care of it.” So, she drew me a hot bath and got me in the tub and sobered me up, because we were going out again that evening. So, I never was a drinker, that's for sure. | There was a dance hall called The Old Mill Club and it was an old paper mill. They would play live dance music. I was dating Kenny and we went there with two other couples. We had a few drinks, and when the intermission came someone said, “The musicians are gone on their break. Let's go up there and play on their instruments.” So help me, we did! We climbed up on that platform, Kenny went to the piano. I don't know what the others did, but I went for the drums. So, I played around on the drums for a while, and when the musicians came back, they were great. They didn't mind one bit, in fact they got a kick out of us being out there having fun. So, I always loved the drums after that!

21: Mom and I took the bus and went down to visit with Jo in Reno, Nevada one time in the middle of the summer in 1939. We were going to stay a while, and we were only there about a week or so when all of a sudden, Kenny shows up with Keith and he said, “I came to get Inez.” So, Mom let me go with him since Keith was with us. Before we left to go home, we were out touring the countryside around Reno and he said, “I guess we ought to decide on a date and get married.” That was the big proposal! He said, “You pick the date.” And I said, “Well, I've always loved September, so September 1.”

22: When we announced our engagement, Erma (Kenny's sister) offered for us to have the wedding at her new house. She said, “ Kenny has always been special to me, and I want you to get married here.” My sisters had a fit, especially Jo. Jo said, “Well, that isn't proper. It's the bride's family who should hold it.” And Mom said, “Well, you know we can't afford it and none of us have room for a wedding. You leave this girl alone. She's been offered to have this nice wedding. Now, let it be.” So, that's where we got married. I had a little seamstress that altered things for me and she said she would make my wedding dress. I bought the material, this pretty white material, and she made my wedding dress and I bought all nice, new white underwear, and Roweine bought me a beautiful nightgown. And Mom and Lucille and June bought us our silverware, which I still have. Lucille gave me a bridal shower. On our wedding day, June stood up with me and Erma provided a nice lunch.

24: We had this little apartment with just a small living room and a kitchen and a bathroom. And the bed was a roll-away bed you'd roll away into the closet. So, at night, you'd roll the bed out right into the living room. The apartment was located up on ‘P’ street. Two nights after we were married, the doorbell rang and it was June. Josephine was in town with her oldest child and she was pregnant with her second child. And June said, “Ken (Ellsworth, Jo's husband) has been in a bad accident and Jo needs to get home (to Reno, Nevada). Do you think you and Kenny could drive her home?” So, Kenny said, “Sure, we can.” So we took our honeymoon driving to Reno with Jo and June. June went with us because she was going to stay with Jo until we found out about Ken.

25: One night Kenny and I got in a little argument. I got mad and I took off walking from ‘P’ street which was just above South Temple and Mom lived on 6th South and 3rd East. So, I was walking along late at night and all of a sudden I felt this car creeping along side the curb. I thought, “This makes me a little bit nervous.” When I got to the corner, I had to cross the street to get to a service station. So, I thought, “I'll just get over there and call Kenny to come and get me.” We didn't have a phone, but you could call the landlady and she'd come and get us to answer the phone. So, I'd start to run and he'd speed up and I'd run back and he'd back up to stay right with me. Finally, he backed up one time and he got stopped by a red light at the intersection. So, I ran across to the service station and I asked if I could use the phone, and the man there said, “You can, or I'll take you home.” So, he called the police and the police came and took me home. When I was twelve there had been a girl who had been murdered right along that street. That night, I was completely aware of that driver and that he wasn't going to let me cross the street. So see, there again, I was being guarded.

26: I always have felt that Kenny and I were destined to be man and wife. One reason was because of how I moved into his school, Bryant Elementary. And then after we were married, for every Decoration day, we would go to Provo because Kenny's mother was buried in Provo and his sister Thelma would have a nice dinner for everyone. One time we were driving down the street in Provo with Dad Baker and he said, “Inez, if we had stayed in Provo that is the house we would have lived in.” By then we were at the other end of the street, and I turned around and said, “Well, Dad Baker, if we had stayed in Provo, that's the house I was born in.” So, these two houses were within the same block, not even a street between them. So, if we'd have both stayed in Provo, we would have still ended up together.

27: Kenny still worked for Denver Fire Clay and of course, I had lost my job. We lived in that apartment for a while and then moved into an apartment closer to Mom. It was the same living arrangement, with a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom and a roll-away bed. That's where we lived when Pearl Harbor hit in December 1941. That's when I got pregnant with Pam. There were lots of babies born that next year. Pam was born in August of 1942, so about 9 months after Pearl Harbor. We still lived there when Patricia was born in 1944. We lived there until Kenny got hired by the Civil Service and then we moved up to Layton.

28: out in a day or two and he called me and said “We are being shipped out. Why don't you come down?” When he told me they were being shipped out, that was one of the first times I actually got down on my knees and prayed, “Please don't let him get hurt.” So, I went down on the train with Pam and Tricia, who was still in diapers, to Sacramento where Roweine picked me up and took me down to meet Kenny. Because of his background at Denver Fire Clay handling dangerous chemicals, he was pulled out of his platoon and he was assigned to ordnance and supplies at Ford Ord instead of being shipped out. He would distribute uniforms and boots and weapons to the soldiers. So, I was there when he got pulled out and I felt he was protected. He was made a Sergeant and then made a Staff Sergeant by the time he was discharged. His platoon was sent to Guadalcanal, one of the bloodiest and most strategic campaigns of the war. | 6. The War Years | Kenny was drafted into the Army in October 1944. We were living in Layton at the time. Kenny was a buck private and the first badge he got was for being a sharpshooter. Kenny also got picked to carry the flag for his platoon which was a special honor. He took his basic training at Camp Fannin in Texas for six weeks. He hated Camp Fannin and used to say, “Camp Fannin is the only place where you can stand knee deep in mud and have dust blow in your eyes.” And then he was transferred to Fort Ord in California, where he took more training and prepared to be shipped out. In 1945, his platoon was to be shipped

30: He was stationed at Ford Ord, and when he had asked me come down, he had found a place for us to rent from a Mrs. Gilford. It was a cottage she owned next to her house. But by the time we got there, the soldier who had been living in the cottage had reenlisted and wasn't going to be moving out. So, when we got there Mrs. Gilford just shook her head and said, “I swore I would not do this again, but I do have a little place over the garage for living quarters. It doesn't have running water or a refrigerator, but there's a little kitchen and a big room that has a bed and a cot. If you want to, I will let you use that.” So, that's where we lived. She had a washroom outside her back door and she said, “The rinse tubs are kept nice and clean and you can bring the babies down and bathe them there and you are welcome to use my bathroom.” Kenny would use the showers over at the Fort. The kitchen was a table, a couple of chairs, a gas stove and a little cubby hole in the wall to store milk and butter. It was cool enough down in the Monterey area to be able to do that. So, we lived up in that room for a while and finally one of the soldiers who lived on the end of the street move out and then we rented that house. And We lived there for 2 years. But that little Mrs. Gilford, she must have been in her 70s, and every once in a while she'd run a stick along the railing on the porch and call out and say, “Hot cakes are ready, come down and bring the babies and have some breakfast.” So, bless her heart, she was such a sweet thing.

31: Kenny was discharged in 1946. When we got back home, we stayed a few days with Mom and June. Then Dad Baker said they had an extra bedroom, why didn't we stay with them. So, we did stay with them for a few months. Then right after Christmas in 1946, Kenny told me that Glen Steffensen (his brother-in-law), had found a little house he thought we could arrange to get. So, if I wanted to, let's go look at it. So, we went and looked at it, and I thought, “I am going to have a house?!” This teeny little 4-room house seemed like a mansion to me. None of my family had ever owned their own home. That's when we moved to 309 Navajo Street just before New Year's Eve 1946. Our neighbors came over on New Year's Eve and said, “Welcome to the neighborhood. We take turns having a New Year's party at each other's house, and we'd like you to come.” And I said, “But I have 2 | Down from Monterey, there was a great big bay and all the soldiers would go down there with their wife and kids to play on the beach and have a picnic. One time, when Tricia was about two years old, we were sitting there when all of a sudden Tricia was missing. She was standing down by the ocean, standing too close to the ocean and this wave comes in and grabs Tricia and rolls her out into the ocean. And I screamed, “Oh my baby!!” And you wouldn't believe it, but every man in that cove got up, like a big wave of men in their uniforms, to go out and grab that baby and they saved her and brought her back. I dug sand out of her eyes, ears and nose for weeks. So, that was another blessing of protection. I keep thinking, “Where much is given, much is expected and you better shape up!” | children.” And she said, “We all have children. We just lock the doors and the guys take turns running around checking on everyone's kids to make sure everything okay. So, come on over and spend some time with us.” So, we did. That was a good welcome into the neighborhood, and it really was a special little neighborhood. I've always been grateful for that.

32: Kenny's sisters seemed to think of us as west-siders, since we lived on the west side of town. But really, it was one of the best places to live. Our kids were all happy. People up and down the street knew us and we watched out for one another. After the war, we went back to try to find the little Italian restaurant we ate at when we were dating, Frank Scallioni's, and it was gone. That was when Kenny decided to try to match his recipe and that started our tradition of spaghetti dinner on Saturday nights. When we first moved in, we didn't have the money to put screens on the windows. So, one night, I was sleeping by an open window. We'd pull it up about half way for some fresh air. The next morning, an Saturday morning, my brother Lester came by early and we were still in bed when all of a sudden my pillow gets pulled out from under my head. He scared me to death! And from that experience, when Kenny would travel later on with his job, I would be pretty nervous being home. So, I'd get all the kids settled down and when I went to bed I'd get a butcher knife and lay it on the nightstand to protect myself. | Right after Kenny was discharged from the army, he signed up with the National Guard. In the Guard, they would be required to take two weeks for Guard duty. In 1949, he said, “I guess I'll get out of the Guard because Guard duty is coming up and I don't want to leave my job.” So, he was discharged from the National Guard in 1949. That was the year Shari was born. He had gone back to work with the Civil Service and he worked for War Assets and then there was a position at Hill Field, so he applied for and got that job. So, he would drive every day from our house up to Hill Field Air Force Base in Layton. He car-pooled with three other guys, and Kenny drove the Dodge.

33: When Shari was born, I was in the hospital and my bed was by the window and they brought this other lady in who was in a bad way from hemorrhaging. I had the chance to talk to the lady and she said, “Yes we have 3 sons, and now we have a baby girl and we are thrilled to death.” Well, they had her all hooked up to tubes and equipment and the nurse said, “We've got to move her. We don't want her in here with you since we don't know what's going to happen to her.” I said, “Well, for Pete’s sake, can't you move me? You don't need to move all that equipment.” And the nurse said, “Well, this is your room.” And I said, “I don't care what room I'm in.” When my dear little Dr. Wood came to see me, he said, “What have you done with my patient? Where's Inez Baker?” So, they told him what had happened and he came down to see me. He complimented me for giving up my room, and when I asked how she was doing he told me she had passed away. So, that made me sad.

34: 7. 1946 - 1951 In 1948, Mom had still been living in that apartment on 6th South. There was a little grocery store about a half block away and they would hand deliver food to her, but Mom wasn't eating well and, so we all decided Mom couldn't live alone any longer. So, Kenny and I took her, even though Lucille had a nice apartment. I was pregnant with Shari and one Sunday Les and Lucille came and said, “You're going to have another baby and so Mom wants to get into another apartment. So, we'll take her out and get her an apartment.” So, that day they traipsed her around, and then Lucille took her back home with her to give her some lunch. Lucille said, “We were just sitting there having some lunch and Mom started to shake.” And that's when she had her stroke. It was about March of 1949. She was in the hospital for a couple of weeks and then Lucille took her home to her place. Over a period of two or three months, June, Jo, and Roweine would all come to | Lucille's to spend time and help take care of Mom. Les would come up often and Mom would beg him to get her out of that bed. So, he'd lift her up and carry her into the front room and sit her in a chair. So, I felt Lucille got pretty good help. After that, we put Mom in a care center and I'd go visit her and she'd cry and say, “I can't stand it here.” So, I talked to Kenny and he said, “Well, just bring her home.” So, we brought her home with a hospital bed. We had Shari in the crib in our bedroom, and Pam and Trish in the bunk beds and Mom in her full hospital bed in the bedroom. And she'd say, “Please call Les and ask him to come and carry me into the front room.” So, I'd call and he'd say, “Inez, I can't do it any more. My back is giving out on me.” And so help me, it's hard to believe, but Lucille, Jo, Roweine, none of them ever came to help.

35: Mom seemed to appreciate coming to stay with us. That first morning or two, I fixed some Cream of Wheat and I fed Pam and Tricia and then I took my bowl of Cream of Wheat and my toast and I went in to her room and sat there and ate with her and she said, “Oh, this is so much better, Inez.” But it got where I didn't do that very often, because there wasn't time. Sometimes she would cry and say, “I'm so grateful that baby is such a good baby. Inez couldn't handle both of us.” A chiropractor would come once a week to exercise her, because she was paralyzed on the left side. Dr. Wood was our doctor and Mom's doctor and he'd come over and I'd be doing laundry. I'd be washing diapers, or washing bedding on a scrubbing board in the bathtub and then take them outside to hang them on the line, and he'd come and look me up in the back yard and say, “Inez, you're going to be dead before your mother. You've got to do | something.” And I said, “She's not going back into any nursing home.” And he said, “Well, your sisters need to come and help you.” I was worn to a frazzle. It got to where I could time her about every 20 minutes or so, she'd call and need some help. So finally June and Ernie came to help. They came on a Sunday. We were pretty hard pressed financially trying to make ends meet, but we got a nice roast to make a nice dinner for June and Ernie. I was just about finished with dinner when June came in to ask a question, and right behind her stood Ernie and he said, “June, look at your sister. You take over, she's at her wit's end.” So, I was grateful he could see I needed help. They stayed in a motel, so I still had to take care of Mom in the night.

36: We had a little nurse, Marie, who would come in 2 or 3 times a week. June and Ernie picked up the tab for the chiropractor and the nurse. Marie was so good to me. She'd come and say to me, “You go and lay down.” And I'd say, “There's no time to lay down.” And she'd say, “I'm going to stay an extra hour.” And I'd complain that we couldn't afford an extra hour and she'd say, “I'm not charging you. Now, you, go lay down.” She'd bring me vegetables, and I'd invite her to come and sit down with me to have a cup of coffee sometimes and she would. We finally decided we needed to find another place to go. So, we found this little lady who only had 2 men to take care of in her home and she had two big, healthy sons. So, we decided that would be a good place for Mom and she did take good care of her. But, one time Roweine came and brought these delicious cinnamon rolls and this was the last day Marie was with me. So I said to Roweine, “I want to invite Marie to come and have a cup of coffee and a cinnamon roll.” And she said, “You certainly will not.” This wasn't like Roweine, but she didn't know Marie, and I didn't have the gumption to stand up for Marie and say, “Yes, I will.” So, that sweet little Marie left and I never saw her again. That has always bothered me. So, that shows you that you need to have some backbone. But I always backed down to my older sisters, and that day I shouldn't have. | So, I had Mom living with us from July 4, 1949 when Shari was just a few months old, until just before I had Marci, so about early February 1951. I remember taking Marci over to see Mom right after she was born. And it was shortly after we had taken Marci to show her to Mom, that she passed away. She died April 1, 1951 of a cerebral hemorrhage. But she lived to see all her grandkids. But, I'm so glad I took Mom and I did the best I could. Bless her heart.

37: Finally, Kenny got us a washer. It was a wringer washer, and that was a blessing. But before that, the neighbors would laugh and say, “Inez doesn't have a washer, but she's got the cleanest kids in the neighborhood!” Sometimes when Kenny would come home and take one look at me if I was sitting with a fussy baby, either Shari or Marci, and he'd say, “Go lay down. I'll feed the kids and get them settled down.” And he'd take that baby with those big hands of his, and he'd calm them right down. I don't know how many times he did that. Every night, of course, there were baths for all 4 of you girls, and Pam and Tricia got their hair pincurled every night. When Marci was born in 1951, Dr. Wood would come in and check me and he said, “You're doing fine so I'm going to go down and have some lunch. He got to the door and I said, “You better be sure before you go. You better come and check me.” So, he checked me and then he said, “Get her to the delivery room fast!” So, that was Marci's entrance into this world.

38: 8. 1951 - 1960 In 1955, Dad Baker passed away. Out of all of his kids, it seemed like Kenny was always the one Dad Baker relied on. For any problems or anything he needed done, it was always Kenny he relied on. Before he died, Dad Baker told Kenny he was worried about Wilma, and asked Kenny to be sure to look after Wilma and Minnie (his stepsister and stepmom). And Kenny did. Every year at Christmas time, when I’d go out shopping he'd say, “Be sure to pick up a gift for Minnie and Wilma.” Which I would do, and then we would always take them up to them with a nice ham. There was just always something about Kenny, some special quality. | That same year, in 1955, Pam got really sick. She was in her first year of high school, and she couldn't keep food down with stomach problems. So many people gave us things to try, but most things didn't work and she lost a lot of weight. I'd hold her and talk to her and she'd say, “Mom, can I have a nice warm bath?” She'd sit in that bathtub for so long, and to this day that's still her favorite thing. She missed a lot of high school and her teachers would send homework home with her friends. She kept up though and graduated with her class. But that was a pretty traumatic time.

39: In 1958, Kenny was singled out in his job at Hill Field and given the opportunity to learn computers. Out of a whole group of guys, he was one who got selected. So, that was another indication that he was pretty special. He went on about a 6 weeks tour to get the initial training on his new computer job. So, he got in on that field early on. And then he went several times while Shari and Marci were still little to get further training. He would often go to San Antonio for his training. The new job gave him a better income, but we still struggled to get by. One time, I mentioned to him that I should have some life insurance. And he said, “No, any extra life insurance will be on me, because if you pass away, I'll be able to do okay.” But that's when he signed me up on an annuity on his benefits, and that's why I've got my financial security now. Bless his heart. He was looking ahead. He was quite a little guy.

40: For family times, several times through the summer, but always on the 4th and the 24th of July we would always go up to Millcreek Canyon and cook breakfast up there. We had to be there, according to Kenny, before sunrise. So, we were up there early and would be packing up our box of picnic stuff in the dark. Then when we got up there, Kenny would take over and build the fire and get things started and wait for everyone else to come later in the morning. When Pam had Michelle, we bundled her up just a few months old to take her with us. When Tricia had her boys, they would love to go up early with us. Of course, Tricia didn't like to get up that early, so her boys would come over and stay over night with us to go up early in the morning. Those were great times with lots of good memories.

41: One of my friends, Peggy Jackson, who lived around the corner from us on Navajo Street moved out to this area. I'd come out and visit her to keep our friendship going. Sometimes we would all go to Provo to take the kids swimming at Saratoga Springs, and we'd be on our way back home driving along Redwood Road, I'd say, “Kenny, look how nice it is out here.” This was only one of the developments out here. With our 4 girls we thought we really needed to move. All 4 of our girls were in one bedroom still and we were just too crowded. So, we'd come out to look at the homes in this development, and the caretaker would take us around and show us some of the houses. I'd say, “Let's go look at that house.” He explained that this house was not for sale because the builder had built it for his daughter. Then one day, he said, “You've always wanted to go in that house, do you still want to go see it?” So, I thought I'd like to at least go in it. So, we walked in and there was the fireplace, and all these rooms and he said, “Well, it's for sale now.” I found out later that the daughter had been killed in a car accident, so that's why it was available. We were still pretty strapped financially. Our house payment on Navajo was about $48 a month, and our payment out here would be about triple that. So, I went around to ask the neighbors how much their utilities were. We found out we could afford it, so we bought this house at 4406 Ebony Avenue in the summer of 1960. I just always felt that this was “my house”. Kenny always worked so hard. He put in the sprinkler system himself. He dug all the trenches himself until his hands were bleeding. Then he would come in and wrap his hands and go out and keep digging. I remember seeing him digging under the concrete driveway and he'd push a pipe connected to the hose trying to get it under the driveway so the sprinklers could go on the other side. And every plant in this yard, he planted. We did have it landscaped so we knew what to buy, and where to put it, but he planted | them all with his bleeding hands. So, I've always thought that's why they did so well, they've got his blood on them. The patio was same thing. He laid that patio in all by himself. Whenever he found out one of the neighbor's were putting in a patio, we would go over and help them. But when he was doing our patio, none of them ever repaid him. So, he did it all by himself. Bless his heart.

42: 6 pm. Kenny and I figured that Pam is home on weekdays by 3:00, I'd go to work by 4:00 and then Kenny would be home by 5:00 or 5:30. Then Kenny would take care of things when he got home. That's when the spaghetti dinners started in full force on Saturdays because he'd always fix spaghetti dinner so I wouldn't have to fix dinner when I got home from work. When Michelle was born, Pam was working and Michelle was being cared for by Dave's mother, but she would just leave Michelle in the crib all day long. And Michelle wasn't developing properly. So, I quit work to take care of Michelle until Pam and Dave moved to Ogden just before they had Tammy. | I worked for JCPenney’s from about 1954 until 1961. I always would shop for the girls at Penney’s. They'd get new shoes to start school and usually at Christmas. The shoe salesman said to me, “When are you going to come and start working for me?” And I'd say, “I'm not going to start working period.” And he'd say, “Yes, I need you to come and work for me. You go up right now and talk to Mrs. Brown and tell her Dar sent you up there and he wants you come and work for him.” Pam was about 12 and Tricia about 10. I just headed for the door, and they said, “Oh, come on Mom. At least go up and talk to the lady” and they practically pushed me on the escalator. And Mrs. Brown said, “Yes, we need extra help for Christmas. Can you start right away? I can't put you in the shoe department, but Dar is over the Men's Department.” So, I started working there and reported to Dar and he said, “Well, I need help in the Men's Department with these two ladies who are hard to get along with. They are both out for blood trying to get sales since they get paid on commission. But that's where I need extra help for Christmas.” So, I sold socks, underwear, pajamas, robes, and I got along famously with those two ladies. They were just sweet as can be. Then Mrs. Brown decided she would transfer me up to the Ladies Sportswear Department. So, I worked up there until Michelle was born in 1961. My hours would be from 5 pm to 9 pm through the week and then on Saturdays from 9 am to

43: After that, I would sit here with an empty house, all my kids either married or in school. And I found out there was an opening at the Salt Lake Clinic so I went to work there. I worked in the Records Department. My sister, Lucille, was working up at the University of Utah in the Registrar's Office and she told me, “Lucille Holt is working in Accounts Payable and she wants you to come and work for her.” So, I went and applied for that job and there were two openings. One was running a calculator and totaling receipts. The other one was filled by a lady who started at the same time I did. Her name was Erma and she would work out travel schedules for the professors who needed to travel. So, I'd run tapes on the receipts and you had to run two tapes and if they didn't balance you had to go back and find the mistake. Our desks faced each other and so she could see I got nervous and didn't know what I was doing, and she came over and told me, “Inez, when there's a mistake, you just take the two receipts and hold them up to the light and you can see where the mistake is.” So, I worked there for a while. Lucille was a member of the University Credit Union and I also became a member because they would deduct a little from your salary and build up a savings account and that sounded good to me. So, one day a few months after I joined, Lucille said to me, “Inez, Eileen wants you to come up and apply for a job, she needs help at the Credit Union. So, I went up and I had to pass inspection with Dr. Cutler, who was over the Credit Union. He asked me, “Are you good with figures?” I didn't really get a chance to answer him before me asked me something else, because I never felt I was very good with figures. So, anyway, Eileen called later and said, “Well, you got the job!” And it was about $20 more a month, so of course, I took it and started right away. I worked there until I retired in 1976. So, I never really had to go look for a job, I was always invited to come and take a job.

44: 9. Retirement For our 40th wedding Anniversary, in 1979, the girls decided to have an open house to celebrate it. One of the girls mentioned that they had been thinking of planning a 50th wedding anniversary, but someone had told them, “No, you should celebrate a 40th anniversary because my parents didn't make it to their 50th.” So, that's why we had a big celebration for our 40th. We had it here at our house and we wanted to invite people from our old neighborhood and from work and so forth. Well, our house had a sidewalk and a front porch. At the open house, we had people all over the house, out on the patio, out on the front porch, out on the lawn with their refreshments. The next morning we were talking about it and I said, “Sometimes I just wish I could knock this wall out so we could have more room in our kitchen.” And Kenny thought about it for a while and said, “We probably could do that if you're willing to give up your front porch.” By this time, Kenny had retired, but I was still working. So, one day I came home from work a few days later and here he is outside with a big sledge hammer knocking out the bricks under the big kitchen window. I said, “What are you going to do?” And he said, “We're going to enlarge the kitchen.” So, that's why the house looks different from when we first moved in. Pam has mentioned several times, “It seems like, Mom, anything you've ever wanted, Dad tried the very best he could to give it to you.” And that's true. So, he contracted to get this done, and that extra space has made a difference.

45: Kenny retired in 1972 at the age of 55. At the age of 55, they were given the option of retiring early with all their benefits instead of working until the age of 65. So, he decided to take the early retirement. He was sick and tired of making that long drive, an hour each way. He'd be up and on his way at 6 o'clock in the morning. By then, he was driving by himself. He had quit driving with the carpool. I could set the clock by when he would be home. He never was late, always home on time. After he retired, he never wanted to put another suit and tie on again. The sloppier he could look the happier he was. One day he'd been over to the bank in the most awful-looking slippers and he'd wear old clothes because he was determined that he was not going to dress up again. He wouldn't even put on a white shirt. So this day, he came home quite upset | and I asked him what was the matter and he said, “Well, I was over at the bank and there were a couple of people ahead of me and I noticed there were a couple of policemen also. So, I was standing there waiting for my turn when I noticed that the policemen were awfully close to me and watching me.” And I said, “Well, Kenny, look at you! You look like you don't have ten cents in your pocket!" But it didn't change him. He still wouldn't get cleaned up any more than that. We took this family picture one time and he had this pair of slacks that were pretty old and pretty well worn. So we said, “No, Dad, you've got to put a shirt and tie on.” So, in the picture you can see that he put on the shirt and tie, but he wouldn't change those slacks. You can see those ugly pants on that picture. That just makes me laugh every time I think about it. He actually hated the thoughts of getting cleaned up after all those years of being dressed up in a white shirt and tie. Here with my 4 daughters and all their dresses to be ironed, and every week there would be two or three white shirts to iron. One of his buddies asked him once, “Ken, where do you get your shirts laundered? They're just perfect. The collars and everything are just perfect.” And he said, “My wife does them.” They couldn't believe that.

46: Keith and Abe, Kenny's brothers, worked for the census bureau and they lived in Wichita, Kansas. Abe passed away in 1970, a couple of years before Kenny retired. So, Keith was still living in Wichita in 1974 and he wasn't doing very well and Kenny and Keith's son, Kent, decided they should go out and get him and bring him back to Salt Lake. So, in October of that year they drove back to Wichita to pick up Keith, and one morning Kent called and said, “Inez, Kenny's had a heart attack.” And I said, “Not my Kenny!” And he said, “Yes.” And I said, “Kenny, not Keith?” And he said, “No, it's Kenny, and he's had a heart attack and he's in the hospital." I got the call on a Sunday. Marci had been over for a visit and was ready to go back to her apartment. She was in her car ready to back out of the driveway when I got the call, so I went out and told her she had better stay a while. So, I flew back to Wichita, for the first time all by myself. Kent picked me up at the airport and I stayed in a little motel that was kitty corner through the parking lot from the hospital. The hospital had a service to pick me up and take me home because it wasn't safe to be out walking alone. The little driver would bring me home at night and say, “You go upstairs and turn on your porch light and your living room light and lock the door. And then wave to me so I know you are in your room and locked in.” So, that was kind of scary. Then we flew Kenny back to Salt Lake to recover from the heart attack. After several months of recovery, he still wasn't feeling as strong as he should, so he went to the hospital for a test to determine the extent of damage to his heart. It was determined he had a lot to gain by heart surgery so it was scheduled for April 1975. Russell M Nelson, one of our apostles, was a heart surgeon at the time, and one of the best in the country. So, he performed the surgery, which was a triple heart bypass. After the surgery, Kenny said he felt like he had been hit by a big Mac truck! That was an awful experience seeing him come out of the operating room with all those tubes going in and out of his body.

47: I retired at the age of 59, in 1976. Trish and Steve were building a new house and they invited us to come out and see how it was coming along, and while I was there, and getting back into the car, I stepped on a rock and broke my foot, that big bone along the outside of my foot. This was after I had already had some time off for one of my stomach surgeries. I had been recuperating from that and I was due back to work that next Monday. Then I broke my foot. When I got home I ice-packed it, but on Monday morning I couldn't go to work. So, Kenny said, “Well, it seems to me that somebody is trying to tell you something. I think you ought to quit working.” So, hopped right over to the phone and called Eldon, my boss at the Credit Union, and said, “I'm going to quit.” He said, “Inez, you can't quit. At least come up and help clear out some cupboards.” So, I did that and got the cupboards organized and then I quit working. When we were retired, we'd stay busy with our daily routine and things that needed to be done every day. Kenny always had big breakfast. He'd have a big bowl of cereal for breakfast with a banana and a sweet roll. When I'd go out, he'd always say, “Stop and | get me some cinnamon rolls or sweet rolls.” ZCMI always had really good pastries, so I'd stop and buy him a half dozen cinnamon rolls or bear claws. So, he'd have a big enough breakfast that he wouldn't want any lunch. So, he'd go out and play golf quite a bit. He went with friends he'd meet and they'd go play golf. Sometimes he'd go over alone and he'd just pair up with whoever was there, and sometimes he'd ask me, “Why don't you come and go with me? We'll get a cart and you can drive the cart.” And I'd say, “Kenny, it's just too dang hot! I can't take that sun and heat!” Now I think, “Oh, I should have always gone and drove the cart and been with him.” But he'd always come home and he'd had a good time.

48: 10. Vacations In 1979, for our 40th wedding anniversary, our girls gave us the gift of a trip to Banff, Canada. The girls had paid for us to stay in a room in a big beautiful hotel, but after a couple of nights, we went to the front desk and asked to transfer out to one of the bungalows. We rented a car and decided to drive up to Jasper. On the way, Kenny said, “I've got to pull over.” And he was kind of shaky and said he needed to get some sugar. I didn't know how to drive or what to do, so we pulled over and I had some Life Savers in my purse, so he had those and after a while he was able to drive on until we came to a restaurant and he asked me to get him a 7-up, which I did. But, after that I was always a little uneasy about how would I handle a situation like that. But anyway, Banff was beautiful, the drive was beautiful and Jasper was beautiful. That was a great trip, and after that we decided that we liked Canada. | Another time we took a drive up through Wyoming and we were headed to Seattle to see the Space Needle. We usually took our vacations around the time of our anniversary and we'd try to get Labor Day worked in for an extra day. So, we were headed to the Space Needle to have our anniversary dinner at the restaurant at the top of it. But it rained and rained and poured all day long driving. About 6:00 at night, we came across this little motel and with it raining so hard he said, “Maybe we should just stop | here for the night.” So we did and it was our anniversary night and we were supposed to be having this beautiful dinner. We got in our room, cold and miserable and tired and after a while he said, “What shall we do about dinner?” And I said, “Well, I don't want to go out. I'm through going out in this rain.” And he said, “Well, I guess I'll just go and pick us up a hamburger,” which was a big deal with me. When Kenny and I were dating he'd invite me out to dinner and I'd say, “I'd just as soon go get a hamburger.” And he'd finally say, “You're the cheapest date. All you want is a hamburger.” I've always loved a good hamburger. So, that's what we did. We had a hamburger and a milkshake for our anniversary dinner that night.

49: Another trip we took was a bus trip back to New York after Marci graduated from BYU in 1973. Marci was going to be in the Hill Cumorah Pageant, and we had always wanted to go the east coast, so I said, “If we're going to go, we should go this year.” And Kenny didn't want to drive that far, so we took a bus trip. On the bus, they would rotate your seats so everyone would sit in a different row every time you got on and off the bus. Well, seated right behind us were these two girls and they were about our age. We'd stop for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and usually Kenny & I would sit off by ourselves because we'd like to order a cup of coffee. So, these two | Then we traveled on to Seattle and we found out about the Butchart Gardens and decided to take the ferry over to see it. Then we drove all the way down the west coast. We went to Crescent City and Hartsook Inn and we went to San Diego and went with some friends of his over to Catalina Island, and we went to Monterey and Carmel and down into Mexico. | girls asked if they could come and join us because they wanted to order a cup of coffee too, so from then on it was the 4 of us that would stay together. We went to see the Empire State Building and Kenny put the 3 of women in the cab and Kenny jumped into the front seat. But the cab driver wouldn't allow him to be up front with him and told him there was a little jump seat in the back. So, Kenny sat in the jump seat and we went to see the Empire State Building. We went on the ferry to see the Statue of Liberty. We went up into Niagara Falls. When we went to pay our admission, the guy at the gate said, “How many?” And Kenny, said “There's four of us." And he looked kind of funny at him, and Kenny said, "Me and my three wives, I'm from Utah.” And the guy's eyes went ‘boing’! But then Kenny laughed and said, “No, this is my wife and these are some friends.” And we stayed there at the Falls and it was just a lot of fun with these two girls. We saw the Hill Cumorah Pageant which was beautiful, and well worth the trip. We got to see Marci there but we couldn't spend much time with her. After the trip, we promised we'd stay in touch with our friends, but we never really did.

50: Sometimes some of our family would go to Lake Powell for a vacation. This was something that Pam and her family started doing and we joined in, and I went with them a couple of times. One time I went was when Chris was quite young, and Pam and Tricia and the older kids would go out swimming. Shari and I would puddle around near the beaches and my feet started to swell from the heat. They'd get red and inflamed and swell to twice their normal size and I could hardly stand on them. So, I'd have to go back to the boat and put my feet in a bucket of ice and all the way home I had to keep my feet wrapped in towels soaked in ice water. So, I went to the doctor when I got home and he said it was just heat. So, I didn't ever go again after that. But Kenny went several times after that and he loved it. I'd say, “You like it and enjoy it, you might as well go. There's no sense for you to give it up.” So, he did. And it was a wonderful getaway. It was fun to be down there even if you couldn't get in the water. That's when Shari finally decided, “Enough of this! I'm going to learn how to swim!” And she and I took these swimming lessons and Pam and Trish would go with us even though they didn't need the lessons. At the end of the class, you had to climb up to the high dive. Shari climbs up and plops off like a brave girl. Inez climbs ups and I stood there and froze looking down at that water. I knew the instructor because she would come into the Credit Union. She would say, “Come on, Inez, just close your eyes and jump.” And I'd say, “I'll just climb back down.” I just couldn't get my courage up to jump down into that water. And she'd say, “Just take a breath, and you'll go down and you'll pop right up and I'll be there.” But I still couldn't do it. Finally, she came up, took my hand and said, “Count to three and we're going.” So, down we went. And I got my badge!

51: 11. Summary - A Good Life I've had a wonderful life. I figure I've been blessed every day of my life. I've had tender loving care. My Mom worked hard to provide for us, and she did a good job with us. She gave us good ethics and good work habits. My brothers and sisters were always kind and good. Then Kenny came into my life and brought me a real happy life. He taught me how to have fun and relax. I don't know what I expected growing up, but I've had a lot better life than I ever imagined. In fact, one time several years ago, even June mentioned it. She said, “Inez, do you realize you're the only one in the family that had a good marriage, a happy marriage? The only one who stayed together?” And then one time about ten years ago, June and Lucille and I were together on Decoration Day and we were talking about our kids, and June said, “Inez was the only one who knew how to raise kids.” | So, that was quite a compliment. I think about it now and I realize that yes, my kids all turned out good. We've had no drug problems, no major health problems. We've been very fortunate. So, I feel like I've had a good life. I've been blessed. And I'm still blessed. I still basically have good health. I have trouble with this back, and I think, “Well no wonder you kids, you deserve to take care of me, because I always took care of you on my hip.” I never had a buggy, I never had a stroller. If I went out with my babies, I'd carry them on my hip. And that's what I wanted to do. Once I had you I didn't want to put you down. We'd drive back and forth from Layton when we lived up there and I'd hold the babies.

52: Marci: Well, Mom, it looks like you've had an amazing life and accomplished a lot of good and important things. You've been a fantastic influence on your daughters and your grandchildren and your great grandchildren. We've all been blessed by your influence and your presence in our lives and your example to us. You are a fighter, and you are someone who never quits. If something needs to be done, you don't quit until it gets done. Inez: We were conservative. When you grew up during the Depression, you just learn that's what you have to do. I am still that way. If you get something, you better take care of it and use it until it wears out. I don't know what I expected life to be, but I really do feel like I have truly been blessed. And I've been thinking, “Well, yes I've had some health problems, not serious health problems, I've had some surgeries but I've always had good care.” And I think, as the old saying goes, we can't expect a rose garden, but make the best of every day. Be grateful when you can get up in the morning and function and take care of yourself. And I tell young people, “While you're young, get out and enjoy life. Do what you can to have some good memories. Because when you get older, that's sometimes all you've got to live on.” I'm grateful that I was born with a good, healthy body, good parents, a good heritage. I've got good old Irish blood in me. I think if we have good health and the great gift of sight and hearing, what more can you ask for? Yes, we might have some pain and some miserable days, but they pass. And the next day, things are going to be better. | Mom: My birth sign is Capricorn, which is the goat, and all my life my Mom used to say, “You were born under the right sign, you're just like a little billy goat. If you decide something has to be done, down goes the head, and I'm going to get it done!’” So, I guess that's just the way I was. Marci: You have worked hard for the things you have wanted to achieve. You always kept a really immaculate home. And you always took care of your possessions. When you got something, you made sure it would last a long time.

53: I think of Christ, and I think, “We have no right to complain if we're sick. What He went through for us, we have no right to complain. We'll never suffer like He did. So, be grateful and give thanks every day that you're well and strong and able to get out and do things and have a good life. Yes, you might have some bad times, but they pass. | And don't be afraid to say “I'm sorry.” It doesn't hurt to say two little words that can make things better. Kenny and I were truly blessed. Yes, we had our problems, but we overcame them and we stayed together and got through them. All of our daughters are beautiful and healthy, and beautiful spirits. I think every day of my four girls and how grateful I am for them and their sweet spirits. And you all add great joy to my life and make my life pleasant. I am grateful to Shari for her tender loving care every day and her concern for my welfare. She keeps me content. She is a good caretaker, and I'm grateful she is willing to let me live with her and she takes good care of me. | I'm glad that all of my dear daughters and grandchildren are well and happy, as far as I know now. Tricia is having some serious health problems but hopefully they will ease off. Tammy is having some health problems, but she's overcoming them. You just have to face up to what life brings and know that it's going to be better. Just do the best you can and try to be pleasant.

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