S: Richard Dick Scow: November 17, 1937
FC: Richard Dick Scow 85 Fabulous Years | November 17, 2012 | Written By: Richard Dick Scow Tributes by: His Children & Grandchildren Compiled by: Mandy Larson Heal
1: Great Grandparents | Parents | Grandparents | Arvon Conrad Scow | Janice Ann Justesen Scow | Richard Dick Scow | James Ernest Conrad Scow | Caroline Marinda Wickman | Rasmus Orlando Justesen | Alice Victoria Snow | Rasmus Larsen Justesen | Sarah Ann Shepherd | Alice Ware | Peter Christian Scow (Schow) | Christine Fugal | Hans Christian Jensen Wickman | Karen Andersen | John Chauncey Snow
2: Picture of Balnche's Parents | Picture of Jim's Parents | Arvon, his sister, and step-siblings (L-R) Ivan, Dorthy, Ernest, Rhoda, Moyle, Arvon, Loyd, and Reva Scow | I remember how hard it was during the depression. Dad did not like the coal mines because they were so dangerous. After two years, their only increase was a sewing machine and a sack of flour! Dad taught himself to repair a car and went into the gasoline business. Arvon would leave before I would wake up and come home after I was in bed. So if I wanted to see him, I had to go down to the gas station. He worked very hard and under the circumstances provided well for his family. He taught me to work hard too! Dad was a very kind man. Dad was always lucky! Mom had surgery in the late 1930's. Dad would go and visit Mom in the hospital in Price and stop and play the slot machines (they were legal in Price) and win enough to keep her in the hospital another week. In 1940, we went to Boulder Dam, Dad won enough in the slot machines to pay for the trip. He always told me he was afraid he would get hooked on it! After the war, his health was bad and he realized he needed to get out of the gasoline business. He started selling farm machinery, Ford Tractor Farm Machinery, and moved to Arizona. He made more money the first year here than he ever made in Utah. It was so easy for him to talk to people. He was real down to Earth and he impressed people! He was a very successful salesman. | Arvon and Janice were so proud that all of the grandsnons were Eagle Scouts! | Boys in order (Youngest to Oldest (L-R): Sean Scow, Jeffrey Scow, Michael Scow, Bradley Scow, Brian Scow, Stuart Scow, Stanton Scow, Steven Scow | Arvon was alwyas proud of his Danish heritage. He would often greet us with "Wobberstillerdo (How are you? in Danish) -Janece Scow Larson
3: Parents wedding picture | Wedding Day September 23, 1914 | As my mother blesses and enriches the lives of her family, they also enrich hers by including her in their activities, outings, and family get-togethers. I want the family and all future generations to know how much I love and respect my mother. She has been a wonderful inspiration to me. She certainly has been an example of hard work, and helping others. I feel that she has shown us all how to handle difficultywith her arthritis; she has used exercise, vitamins, and the willpower to never, never give up. The grandchildren call her “our teenage grandmother,” but I call her blessed, and I reverence her name - Janice Ann Justesen Scow. I am sure that in heaven I had my choice of all mothers in heaven, and I chose the very best mother, my mother. | Nothing was ever too hard for my mother to do. It seemed to me that she could do about everything in the whole world. During the depression no one had very much, but it seemed to me that we were the lucky ones since mama made us feel so loved, and we always had good food and clean clothes. Mama has always been especially good to her grandchildren. She planned early in her life to give them all a quilt when they were married, and she has done this. All of her family has benefited from her talent of quilting. She has boxes of quilt patterns, and she readily shares these with others. Indeed, she will help anyone mark quilts on her big table. She has made over 1,000 quilts. One year she made 80 quilts! This year, she is making each one of her sixteen grandchildren a quilt out of suits for Christmas. Kimberly has been helping her. | Beloved Granddaughters (L-R): Lori Scow Killpack, Marilyn Scow Matthews, Janece Scow Larson, Kimberly Scow Riches, Sharon Scow Bagley, Jennifer Scow Neese Michelle Scow Markam | Janice with her older sister Iris | Arvon and Janice | Janice Scow, Dad's sweet Mom, loved making quilts. One Christmas I helped her cut and piece 15 "suit quilts" for her 15 grandchildren. Whew! What an undertaking! We cut up church suits, mission suits, Arvon Scow's suits, etc Each quilt has over 200 pieces! Dad went through the quilts and recognized many of them including a couple he did not know Ione had "donated!" --Kimberly Scow Riches
4: 3 year old pictuer | We were living in Price so Dad could work for the Utah Power and Light Company. While he was working there he broke his wrist. I remember going to the hospital with him to have his wrist checked. I had to stay in the car and he would watch me through the window while he waited for his turn to see the doctor. | Uncle Merrill Anderson gave me a name and a blessing. They never had a large family of their own, and they always thought of us as their grandchildren. My brother Merrill was named for Uncle Merrill Anderson. Lettie and Merrill always remembered us at Christmas time and always with clothing and a toy. I was blessed on May 6, 1928 and 23 years later to the day, May 6, 1951, our firstborn was blessed by me in Orangeville in the same church. | This is Richard at one or two years old in front of the house in Kenilworth when his Dad, Arvon, worked in the coal mine. | Janice Scow (fifth from left) is holding Richard and Arvon is on their right. | I remember Dad commenting several times during the 4th of July period of the year that he always felt bad that his family did not wake him up so that he could hear the dynamite go off when they would "shoot the anvil" on July 4th. I guess "Shooting the anvil" involves putting one anvil in a firm position, setting a steel collar on that anvil and putting gun powder and a fuse in it and then a second anvil is placed on top. When the fuse is lit and the powder blows up, apparently the top anvil will rise in the air as Dad would report it, at 10 or 15 feet. In Orangeville, Utah, that was one of the ways of announcing the beginning of the holiday, and Dad, apparently being a sound sleeper, would generally miss it, and even "shooting the anvil" itself would not wake him. --Steven Scow
5: I was born on November 17, 1927 to Arvon C. and Janice Ann Justesen Scow in Orangeville, Utah. I was born in the home of my grandparents, Rasmus O. and Alice V. Snow Justesen. An aunt, Loye Justesen Thompson was also born in this house. It was originally built as the Tuttle Hotel, which would closely resemble a boarding house today. The house is over 100 years old and is occupied by Loye. | When I was about one year old, we moved to Kenilworth, Utah so my father could work in the coal mine. This was during the depression when jobs were very hard to find. I have often heard him say that he accumulated very little in the two years he worked there, and if those were good old days, others could have them! | We then moved to Price, Utah where my mother worked for the J.C. Penny Co., and my father worked for the Utah Power and Light Company. My father had an accident that left him with a badly broken wrist. After his stay in the hospital and his therapy to help him regain the use of his hand, we moved back to Orangeville. My father then started working for Uncle Merrill Anderson, the Forest Ranger, and he also did some repair work on cars. In Price we had a small radio we listened to a lot, and each morning they would give the pledge of allegiance. I learned the pledge from the radio when I was about three years old and surprised everyone the day I recited the pledge. Whenever Uncle Merrill Anderson came, I had to recite the pledge. Everyone was impressed. | I remember living in Price when I was four years old. I learned to love melted cheese. Mama would slice cheese and melt it in a skillet on top of the stove, and then we would eat it with a spoon. I would get upset because I couldn’t have all the melted cheese I wanted. It was delicious! Mama worked in the JC Penney store in Price, and I would go with my dad to pick her up after work. It was fun to go a little early and watch them put the money from each purchase into the canister, and sent it up on the trolley to the cashier upstairs, and then the canister would come back along the trolley with the sales slip and change inside. It worked much like the drive-in banks today, only you could watch the canister travel up and down the cable. | Janice is holding Richard in her arms.
6: Both my brothers were born at the family home in Orangeville: Ted Justesen Scow on Ferbuary 25, 1932 and Merrill C. Scow on February 7, 1934. I liked going to my cousins’ house to play. On the day Merrill was born, I spent the whole day with Merle Marie Anderson. This was a real treat because I never got to spend the whole day. Late in the day my father came and took me home to see my new brother. | One night the bed slipped through the rails on one side after we had jumped on it for awhile, so the bed was at a crazy angle. We knew mama would be coming in right away, as it always made a big noise when it hit the floor with three little boys jumping on it all the way down. We hurried and jumped under the covers and pretended to be asleep. I’m sure mama came and checked on us and this bed that was at an angle. She closed the door and didn’t say anything, and we spent an uncomfortable night waiting for her to come and round us up out of the broken bed, but she never came. Finally we got up and climbed into the other bed. I don’t remember ever jumping the bed through again. Mama always knew the right way to discipline us, but when I look back, I think one of the worst days of her life was when she found out she couldn’t outrun us anymore. But by that time we had found a lot of firm discipline, and she didn’t have to chase us any longer. | When my brothers and I were little, like most boys we were usually quite active, even after we were supposed to be in bed. We slept in two double beds in one room with a very high ceiling (this fact is very important, as this high ceiling kept the room really cold). Sometimes unbeknownst to mama, we would use the beds as trampolines and after a time the springs would slip through the side rails onto the floor. We knew this was wrong and we were spanked several times for doing it. | This is the house in Ferron where Richard was born. | Richard is the little boy in the hat. Devan Anderson is watching him play. | 1984
7: Sometimes at Thanksgiving we would get together with mama’s family, the Snows. Thanksgiving was an especially big time with so many people around. It was also the time that Thanksgiving dinner was delayed a long time with so many ladies cooking for such a big crowd of people. There was absolutely no snacking, and by the time dinner was ready at 4:00, the kids were almost sick and had lost their appetites. Mama usually made the hot rolls, and we had a good time visiting with our cousins that we only saw about once a year. The years that we stayed home for Thanksgiving, and that weren’t often, Mama fixed a marvelous dinner. We didn’t usually have turkey, but we always had chicken soup with homemade noodles. I especially loved her homemade dressing, and no one else has ever been able to make dressing as good as my mother’s, and at 80 years old, her dressing is still the best there is (Ione is shaking her head, YES, that’s right!). | When I was small I had very bad tonsils and often had tonsillitis. One of the worst days I can remember as a child was the day they paved the Main Street in Orangeville, and I had to stay home with tonsillitis while everyone else in my family waked one block to Main Street and watched that big machine lay down the asphalt over the dusty road. My father drove a gravel truck and worked on the road. He took us out to Wilbergs to see about eight big dump trucks lined up by the rock crusher. Paving the one road in Orangeville was a major event in this small town, and I missed it! | Richard and his cousins. He is the tallest child third from the right. Ted is second from the right. Merrill is fourth from the left behind the boy in the white cap. | "Dick" is the nickname for "Richard." Grandma Scow knew this, but liked both names so well, she just gave him both! --Kimberly Scow Riches
8: I was very shy when I was small, and my first recollections of church activities was going to Sunday School and I was very uncomfortable seeing all these strange boys and girls together for the first time, especially all the girls. Winona Luke scared me to pieces. We soon became friends, and I looked forward to seeing them on Sunday. We started Primary and I became closer to my friends. About two years later I was very upset when they put me in with the older children at primary who were born the same calendar year as I was. This was a continuing problem. My classmates at school being a year younger, were not the same people who were in my class for church activities. This made me the oldest child in my school class and the youngest child in my church class. I’m not sure that I really ever did adjust to this situation, and often felt that both groups rejected me. I graduated from Primary on December 31, 1939. As was customary at that time, each person had to recite all thirteen Articles of Faith from memory in Sacrament meeting before they could graduate. I developed a strong attachment for one Primary teacher, Zinna Fullmer, and all the boys were upset when she married Dee Humphrey, and was no longer our teacher. They had a card table sized model of the Children’s Hospital, and children would drop pennies in this model, one for each year of their age on the primary day closest to their birthday. All the money collected went to support the hospitals. It was very comforting to me that Aunt Letty Anderson was the Primary President. | Arvon and Janice with the boys in the wagon.
9: My childhood was spent without television and families did more things together. It was always fun to go to Owen’s sheep camp either out at the field, or on the mountain. It was especially fun to go on the mountain because Owen was always so glad to have company. Mama would pack groceries and supplies that Owen needed, and we would drive Owen’s truck up to deliver them to his summer feeding range. Mama especially loved to go up on the mountain to be with Owen, and sometimes he would give us beater lambs. These were lambs without a mother, and mama would take them home and feed them on the bottle until they were grown, and then she would sell them in the fall with Owen’s sheep. When the beater lambs were small, they were hard to feed. Mama really had to work with them to get them fed, but as they grew up they would soon run up to her to get the milk she had for them. She used a pop bottle with a three-inch black rubber nipple attached to the end. You really had to hold on to the bottle because the lamb would knock it out of your hand trying to get more milk. I can still see mama feeding the lambs – sometimes she would feed two at once, holding a bottle in each hand. | I used to enjoy going to my Uncle Shep’s sheep field and working with him in harvesting his hay and grain crops. He was a lot of fun to be with, and I enjoyed visiting with him. I also made two or three trips to the sheep camp with Owen. In one trip, I drove my Uncle Bill up the wall. It was very common to count the sheep every three or four days to be sure you had all of them together. This was done by putting the sheep in a corral with only one opening, and as the sheep came out with the encouragement of dogs, you counted them. The herd also included a few goats and about 10% black sheep. As the sheep came running out, I kept asking Bill such questions as, “Did you count the black ones? Did you count the goats?” I’m still convinced that after the last sheep came out of the corral, the only thing Bill could really be sure of was not how many sheep had gone by, just that all of them had passed and he had answered way too many questions. On a later trip to the sheep camp they got even with me as they teased me incessantly for about three or four days---right down to the last minute when they told me the horses had gotten loose during the night and we would have to walk all the way back down to the truck to go home. I told them that was all right, since I would walk the 20 miles to town if I had to, but I was going home that day. This of course brought one big last laugh from them, but I never stayed overnight at the camp again. This was such a bad experience that I vowed my children would never go through such an ordeal, and I would personally teach them how to be teased, which I have tried to do. | Shep and Owen | Uncle Shep and his lamb
10: Another terrible day was the day Emile Luke came and took away my greatest toy, a Nash automobile, which had been parked behind our house. He was going to make a trailer out of it, and I was extremely unhappy since I could no longer get in and twist the steering wheel, and act like I was driving, but the worst was yet to come. When I went out to his field, he had a very fine trailer, but to make matters worse, HIS children had a marvelous playhouse made out of the body of MY car! Carmen Luke now had my playhouse, but she was still my favorite playmate. This had been a great car; my father set a speed record when he went 32 miles from Orangeville to Price in 4 hours. He also said it was a tremendous gas hog. | One day I got in real trouble, two of the older neighborhood boys were building some boats so they could launch them on the canal. Jack Cox and I were supposed to go along with them and bail out water as it came in. We watched them build on the boat for several days, and finally the big day arrived. My parents informed me I was going with them anyway. Just as we were getting ready to put the boat into the water, my parents showed up with their car and took me home. This looked like it would be a lot of fun, and I was very upset. My parents were also very upset. I felt better when I talked to Jack Cox later that afternoon and found out the boat sank the first thing. He said I was the lucky one because I rode home in dry clothes in a car. They had to walk home pulling the empty wagons in their wet clothes. I think that was probably the last time I went away without my parents knowing where I was. I was about 7 years old. I was quite shy when I was little, and my favorite playmates were my cousins and brothers. Another friend I played with the most was Jack Cox, the boy that lived across the street. We were friends from first grade all the way through high school. In fact, most of the kids from Orangeville went through all the grades together. | (L-R): Richard, Merrill, Janice, Ted and Arvon Scow | Ted, Merril, and Richard Scow
11: In 1935 a businessman in Orangeville named Guy Ware built a gas station which was leased to my Father, and this was when he started in business for himself. In 1939 he built a gas station of his own. He kept the station open very long hours. He often left before we were up, and came home after we had gone to bed. Because time was hard, the station was open seven days a week. | When I became old enough to help my Dad in the gas station, he already had one man working for him and had also expanded into a car repair business. It was fun working with him, and I really learned a lot. Very often I would spend the whole day running the station while he was repairing automobiles. Later, during the years of World War II, it became necessary to repair cars more extensively because new ones were not available. By this time I was working with him on the cars, which I really enjoyed. We became very close friends during this time, and it was during these years that I learned how much the townspeople loved and respected him. So much so, that later he was elected to be the Mayor of the City of Orangeville. | There was a stray dog that would come around when Dad was working with his father at the tractor and gas station in Orangeville. To send the dog a message that it was not to come back, they caught it and tied a can to its tail and then put some lit firecrackers in the can. The dog took off, and Dad reports that it never did come back to bother them at the gas station. ---Steven R. Scow | When I was 14, I was permitted to drive from Orangeville to the other cities in Emery County and to Price to make deliveries and secure car parts The local sheriff knew that I was driving the cars and because of the war there was a shortage of men. So, he said he wouldn't ticket me if he saw me driving.
12: I went to Kindergarten for a short time in Price in the basement of the Price Tabernacle. When I started first grade in Orangeville, my school class consisted of 9 girls and 6 boys. We were always close friends all through grade school and high school. While we were growing up my two brothers and I were close friends, and played a lot with the neighbor boy from across the street. | Aside from church activities, the only activities for younger children were playing and a movie two nights a week at the church. Admission for the show was ten cents for children and twenty-five cents for adults. Rental of the recreation hall for the two movies a week provided the ward with all the budget money they needed. When the hall was torn down to build the new church, ward members were called upon to contribute to the ward budget. Some of the members had never paid budget before, and were terribly upset at this “new assessment.” | I went to the Orangeville Public School for grades one through six. My first grade teacher was Erma Peterson from Ferron, and the next year she married Gardell Snow. My second grade teacher was Else Williams from Emery who later lived with Jesse Conover’s family in Ferron. My third grade teacher was Margarite Cox from Orangeville. My fourth grade teacher was Morris Peacock. My sixth grade teacher was Fred Reid. My fifth grade year was taught by Mr. Peacock in the morning and Mr. Reid in the afternoon. Mr. Peacock’s morning class included the fourth graders, and Mr. Reid’s afternoon class included the sixth graders. In sixth grade we also had the fifth graders in the morning. Mr. Reid was also the principal of the school and was a very fine teacher. Both teachers made very fine impressions on the students. | This is the Old Steel Bridge spanning Cottonwood Creek in Orangeville. The boys would climb to the top trellis and throw eggs on the cars that went under them. No one knew they were there! Every Halloween, Orangeville boys became major pranksters! One year, Ranger Anderson couldn't find his 4 wheel trailer for four weeks. It was finally found tied with rope under this bridge! | Bottom Row (L-R): ?, Bertley Jensen Back Row (L-R): ?, ?, Bill Branson, Richard Scow | Some men caught a young mountain lion and left it in a suitcase at the side of the road to play a trick on whoever might find it. Some men passed by and saw it. They backed up and put it in the car. They went down the road a ways before looking inside. By that time, the cat was pretty well agitated when the suitcase opened. They wrecked the car and it tore them up before escaping!
13: This is Richard's first car. It is a 1932 Chrysler Convertible. He bought it for $90 from a friend leaving for the Navy. L-R: Reid Moffitt, Blaine Jensen and Dick (in hat) | I was baptized for the first time in the Manti Temple. The baptismal font in Orangeville was in bad repair, so the Primary organized an excursion to the Manti Temple for the youth my age that had not been baptized. We went on a school bus from Orangeville to Manti, and went through Price. We took sack lunches to eat. We also were each baptized several times for the dead while we were there. When we got to Price, one of the Primary counselors got up on the bus and asked if there were any people who had never been to Price before, and there were two girls who had not. I could not believe it! | Spelling bees were held weekly in grade school, a subject which came easily to me. One other girl and I always got 100% on our test and we were very proud of the graph posted on the wall for the students. I felt very badly about getting 95 on one spelling test because it changed the line on the graph from a straight line to a slight dip. Worst of all, I knew Verna Cox would have a better graph than mine, but I was relieved to find that she also got a 95 on that same test. | When I started the seventh grade, we rode the bus from Orangeville to Castle Dale to school every day. This junior high school phase of education we doubled our class size with the Castle Dale kids. I really enjoyed the junior high school classes, as it was fun to move from room to room and have different teachers for the various subjects. We had classes in P.E. at the grade school several blocks away. Because of the cold weather I had to wear long underwear and high-top shoes. This unfortunate combination insured me of being the last one dressed after P.E. classes, and I had to really hurry to try and get back up the hill in Castle Dale to the high school building for band practice. | I graduated from Primary on the last day of the year in 1939. I became a Deacon and President of the Deacon’s quorum and I started going to MIA. Class time at MIA was taken up with Boy Scout work. Not many boys made advancements in Scouting. Normal attendance for the Scouts was 5 or 6, but when we started playing basketball, attendance jumped to about 40! We played basketball in the schoolhouse and the janitor had to be there. Since it was a church function and not school, he was not inclined to stay any longer than he had to. So, with 40 scouts to play basketball you were very lucky if you got to play one 8 minute quarter during the whole evening. Very often the janitor would turn the lights out while we were still shooting baskets! After all, he did have a family at home. | One 24th of July, 3 friends and I pulled a prank. The Stake President lived on Main Street in Orangeville. We put his old buggy on top of his garage. Everyone saw it as they passed to the cultural hall that night. Later, the sheriff visited us and told us to take it down the next morning.
14: Being the oldest child in the family, and with no sisters, I often spent a lot of time with my Mother helping her wash dishes and working in the garden. I was helping her clean the cellar one December afternoon when my Aunt LaVon came in and told us we were now at war with Japan. What a dark day for a thirteen year old boy. This day changed all of our lives. | WW II | Those of us that were in High School during the war years felt very badly when we saw so many of our friends go off to fight. We were forced to experience a shortage and rationing of many things such as tires, cars, gas, sugar, shoes, etc. During this time, my Dad drove the school bus and we saw the abuse of such things as black market gasoline. | The war ended just as I was getting ready to start my Senior year in High School, and while I did spend three days at Fort Douglas for a pre-induction physical, I was never called on to serve in the Armed Forces. I thought at one time I would like to enlist in the Navy, but my parents did not like that idea at all, and I was too young to enlist on my own. I spent my freshman year in high school at Central High in Castle Dale. This school was then closed because of the economy of the country, and also because of the war. The school board’s decision would have sent the Orangeville students to North Emery High at Huntington and the Castle Dale students to South Emery High in Ferron. The people resisted this action by the school board and took it to court. Their attorneys advised them to keep their children home from school. This was the only time in my life that I was on strike. What a long and glorious summer all of us had with all those days to go hunting, shooting pool or playing around. When it became apparent that the people were going to lose their case, they suggested that all the Central students go to South Emery together. This would also make the two schools equal in numbers, and both schools had the same physical size. When the decision came down against the people, they showed their displeasure with the school board by sending them all to South Emery. | This was the high school Richard attended his senior year. | I have always enjoyed Dad's comment about playing basketball for Emory County High School. He said that when they played in Green River, they always faced a tough crowd, and there they had to win twice. First, they had to win the basketball game, and then they had to win the fight after the basketball game. ---Steven Scow Sr.
15: From the time school started in September until mid-November, my father drove an empty school bus to Huntington every school day, and the same empty school bus home each night. The Castle Dale bus driver was also driving an empty bus to Ferron and back every day. The people got together and secretly arranged for the Orangeville bus to load the students on the bus and drive toward Huntington, but they would stop at a junction and transfer all the students that wanted to go to the empty Castle Dale bus which was waiting to take them to Ferron along with the Castle Dale students. What a great time we had on that bus. People sitting on each other’s laps, and sitting and standing everywhere. We sang the old Central High School songs, the cheerleaders led the cheers, and we were still going strong when that poor old bus limped into Ferron and swooped onto a surprised bunch of students at South Emery High School. I am sure that South Emery High School never experienced another day like that one. The school board would not give up and said the Orangeville students could not register for classes in Ferron, and they had to go to Huntington to school. All this happened on my 16th birthday- November 17, 1943. The matter went back to the courts, and finally the Orangeville students were permitted to register on December 13th, and we finally started class. From November 17th to December 13th my father continued to drive the bus to Huntington and back with about eight students on it (these were the strike breakers). The Orangeville students put in their time at Ferron, but had to commute by private car since the school board would not let them ride the Castle Dale bus. By this time we had made strong friendships with the students from Ferron and Emery. I was especially attracted to one girl from Ferron who was their most outstanding individual. She had long brown hair, and beautiful brown eyes, and was very friendly to all of us. Little did we realize at that time we would be spending the rest of our lives together! This story about the consolidation of High Schools is very long, but it is very important to us because it is the way Ione and I met. | High School
16: I knew of Ione before I met her but I’m sure she had never heard of that shy boy from Orangeville. The brother of one of my best friends was a steady boyfriend of Kathleen, Ione’s sister. I often heard Kathleen’s name around the Jensen home and how pretty her younger sister was. I saw Ione at the Lion’s Club Saturday night dances on the tennis court in Castle Dale, but we never met before the Central High students went to Ferron to South Emery High School. We started dating our junior year of high school. Reid Moffitt, one of my best friends, and I were invited to a surprise birthday party at Ione’s home. We went and had a good time, and after the party we decided it was time to play some pranks on the people in Ferron. One thing we did was open the gate to the pig pen where the Future Farmers of America Club had an ongoing project where the leftovers from school lunch were fed to the pigs. The next morning Mr. Dahle, a wonderful man who was the FFA and agriculture teacher had his first period class round up the pigs and return them to the pen. I don’t know if he ever discovered who turned them out, but he said, “People who would turn the FFA pigs loose would push little chickens into the ditch!” | We went to several of the school dances together during that year. There was always a school dance after the basketball games, and the players were not permitted to pick up their dates from home and take them to the school. This bothered me because Ione would have to come by herself or have someone drop her off at the school. We kept quite steady company until late in the school year when we had a falling out. We started dating again during our senior year and had a very good relationship. Most of our days at South Emery were happy days. The Conovers did not have the “two-date rule,” they simply told me she was too young to date. “Don’t ya know,” Lord Craven said. The two date rule we started is that after two consecutive dates with the same boy or girl our son or daughter could not date that person a third time until they had a date with someone else. I was active in all the extracurricular activities, including playing Lord Craven in the musical. I was also on the softball, basketball, and track teams, and played the snare drum in the band. At graduation I was awarded medals for Outstanding Athlete of the class. I was on the All-Star basketball team for the region, won first place in the Low Hurdles for the region, was in the Drum Ensemble, and I was named Valedictorian of our graduating class. | They were both in the band. Dad played the drum, and Mother played the cymbals. There would be a couple of strategic points in the band performance, and it would come up to Mother's part and CLANG! she would bang away on the cymbals. At least, that's how Dad described it. ---Steven Scow Sr.
17: We became engaged March 21, 1947 when Ione came home for the Junior Prom. Ione came home from school in May and worked at Singleton’s store, while I worked for my father. Ione did not want to return to Westminster, and decided to go to Carbon with me. We both rode a bus that ran from Ferron through Orangeville and on to Price every day. Needless to say, we enjoyed each other’s company and had fun on the bus and at school. Contrary to what people would think when we saw so much of each other, we were both straight A students. | After graduation, I received a scholarship for Carbon Junior College in Price, Utah. I had never thought much about going to college, but since everyone else was going, I thought I would. Several of my friends (including one special friend) were going to college, and they influenced me to go. During that summer, I sprayed weeds for the County and worked some for my father. | I spent a lot of time on the road between Orangeville and Ferron. I was very concerned that my girlfriend in Ferron and I would go our separate ways, especially since Ione was going away to school at Westminster College in Salt Lake City. I was very surprised when Ione’s father asked me if I would like to go with them to take her up to school. Ione had told me a great deal about the beautiful Westminster campus with rolling hills, with the girls’ dorm at one end and the boys’ dorm at the other, so I was very anxious to see the college. However, the glowing description of Westminster did not describe what was really there, and Ione and I were both unhappy at the prospects of her going to school there. She had a small scholarship which did not really pay very much of the cost for her schooling, but she decided to stay anyway, and we drove away and left a very unhappy girl. After looking over the boys at Westminster, I was not really worried about losing my girlfriend. We corresponded on a daily basis that year, and saw each other whenever we could.
18: Probably one of the most interesting and most frustrating days I ever spent (as with most college freshman) was my first attempt at registration for college classes. Having been to a small high school with an extremely limited curriculum, it was overwhelming for me to decide which classes I would take with so many available. After two attempts with limited help from other students, I decided that since I had always had a class every hour every school day in High School, I should do the same thing in college. So I proceeded to make out a new schedule along that line. My registration advisor Dr. Pace, who was normally very patient, almost had a stroke when he found the courses selected added up to 26 hours. “Oh my, Mr. Scow, we can’t do that!” and we cut it down to 18 hours. After one week of school with an 18 hour load, I was forced to conclude that Dr. Pace was a very wise man indeed when he suggested I only take 18 hours. Probably no one has ever changed their course of instruction more than I did during my first two weeks of college. I finally took an accounting course with Ted Jensen who had been a close friend through grade school and high school. Accounting came very easily to me, and I soon decided on an accounting major. In all fairness to the school, they did not have orientation programs to counsel new students, as their enrollment had never been big enough to require it, but this year they had a 200% increase in enrollment with the veterans starting their education under the G.I. Bill. Our Freshman accounting class started the year with 45 students, and at year’s end there were 15 people left. 9 of those 15 came back the next year and we were joined by 3 other students to become Mr. Thompson’s “Daily Dozen” in Intermediate Accounting. I knew I was meant to be in accounting when Mr. Thompson gave an examination in fixed asset accounting, and he told me later the only way he could avoid flunking 11 students was to give me an A with two plusses (A++). My two years at Carbon Junior College were full of fun and hard work. I enjoyed my Intermediate Accounting class so much, that I was always working five or six chapters ahead of the class. During the two quarters that Ione was at Carbon, we had two classes together, Biology and European History. She got an A+ in biology because of her great work in dissecting specimens. Following our graduation at Carbon, I went to work as a teller at the First National Bank in Price. Ione and I had set a June wedding date, but I found it necessary to have an appendectomy and the wedding day was changed to July 19, 1948.
19: Dr. Hubbard, who had a great reputation as a surgeon, said my appendix was the worst he had seen in over 600 cases. I was in the hospital for nine days, and had a penicillin shot every three hours for eight days. Had it not been for penicillin, my posterity would never have been born of me, as I would have died. I enjoyed my work at the bank, but it gave me the opportunity to handle other people’s paychecks. I soon learned that while others were making money, I was only making ends meet while working in the bank. In November of 1948 I went to work for one of the Bank’s customers, Utah Distributing Co., as their bookkeeper at a 50% increase in pay. This helped accumulate money needed to go back to school in the fall of 1949. After we were married, Ione also came to the bank to work. We lived in Price for about one year in the apartments owned by the college, and I went to night school and took a class in typing and in Business Administration to be eligible to live in these apartments. During the post war period, apartments were really hard to find. We enjoyed living in Price where we were close to our relatives and friends in Emery County. | A page from Ione's Bridal Book
20: I completed all my requirements for graduation from BYU in March 1951, and got my degree in accounting with a minor in economics in June. Our graduating class from BYU was the first to use the George Albert Smith field house. Like many BYU graduates, we wanted to stay in the Provo area and so I worked for a short time at the Pacific States Cast Iron Pipe Co. in the Industrial Engineering Department, and I later transferred to the accounting department there. During this time we bought a home from Morgan Edwards at 73 North 5th East, and Ione became pregnant with Janece. This big house holds many memories for us. Shortly after we bought it, Ted and Merrill came to live with us to go to BYU. Merrill only stayed for one quarter. For Thanksgiving that year, all the Conovers and Scows were invited for dinner. Almost everyone came but Kathleen’s family because they were away at school. Steven grew especially fond of Ted and Merrill and those strong feelings still exist today. Steven thinks his Uncles can do about anything. | In July the biggest tragedy so far struck our family. Nana, Ione’s mother, suddenly had a cerebral hemorrhage and died in the Price hospital before we could get there. Even now, twenty-five years later, we often talk about her and the great person that she was, and even now, how we miss her. I knew at the time I had lost one of my greatest friends. She learned to read the sports section just to talk to me, because she knew how much I liked sports. I don’t think they make many like her today. Janece was born December 5, 1952 of that year, and so Janece and all the rest of Nana’s grandchildren born after this year got to see her before they came to this earth. Unfortunately, they have not had the great influence in their lives that the older grandchildren had when they went to Ferron to visit with Nana and Grandpa Conover. | Dad wanted to be a lawyer himself and was signed up to go to Northwestern, but at the time, Mother was mourning the loss of her mother who had just passed away and also suffering from some depression. She felt that at the time that she wouldn't be able to handle going away to Northwestern for law school, so the trip was never made. I think, on a personal note, my father has always been glad for me to become an attorney at law. I have been pleased with the choice myself. ---Steven R. Scow | June 4, 1951 | (L-R): Papa Dick, Ione Stevens (Nana), Ione J. Conover Scow, Margaret Conover, George Conover And in front Paul Conover is holding his sister Catherine Conover. (Paul and Catherine are the older children of George and Margaret]
21: In September of 1949 we both quit our jobs in Price to attend BYU. We found housing was still in short supply, and we were forced to find a clean apartment in Springville about 5 miles from Provo. We had enough money saved so that I could go to school for at least one year, so we felt it was time to start a family. This was the first tragedy of our married life when Ione’s first pregnancy resulted in miscarriage. Our Doctor advised us to wait several months before attempting to have another child. It was also at this time that we found an apartment in Provo, which we rented from Mrs. Kirby at 621 North 1st West. Ione felt she wanted to return to work rather than go to school or stay at home, so she got a job as a bookkeeper at First Security Bank of Utah, and in just a few months she became head bookkeeper. We decided that I should go to school that summer and work part-time in a gas station to help get through school earlier. It was at this time that Ione threatened another miscarriage, but with the help of our Heavenly Father and our doctor, Dr. Riley G. Clark, we had a perfect baby boy: Steven Richard Scow, born February 15, 1951. This was a very happy and proud day for me to be the father of such a cute little blue-eyed boy (I later found out all babies are born with blue eyes). | I called my mother to tell her about this little blue-eyed boy, and since Ione’s parents did not have a telephone, I asked her to give the Conovers the glad news and I went on to class. Visiting hours were restricted to 3-4 pm and 7-8 pm, with the babies on display the last half of each visiting hour. I really enjoyed seeing Steven in the afternoon visiting hours, but when I went back in the evening, I couldn’t find him in the boy’s side of the nursery. This really upset me! When I asked the nurse where he was, she told me he was too cute to be put in with the boys, so they put him in with the girls. It turned out that a bad case of the colic made Steven as cross as he was cute. I have often thought how happy I was that he was born during my last quarter of college and not my first because I’m sure my grades would have suffered. Mrs. Kirby was getting very upset because Dick was stepping out with this young woman---it was his own mother! Ione’s mother came and stayed one week, and then went on to Logan to visit her mother. | Their house in Provo was at 73 North 500 East.
22: We were expecting our second baby, Janece on January 5, 1953. However, I was working at my desk at about 4:15 on the afternoon of December 4th when I received a telephone call from Ione’s visiting teachers, with the instruction that I should get home as quickly as possible. Not knowing what kind of emergency was awaiting me, I of course started home. I had to cross two railroad tracks, one eastbound and one westbound. As often happens, but especially when you are in a hurry, a slow freight train was blocking the automobile traffic. As the final three cars of the freight train were nearly past, I started inching my way forward. Much to my horror, a train coming from the other direction carrying troops for the Korean war passed at this time---probably going 80 or 90 miles an hour. I thanked my Heavenly Father for keeping me alive through this, and moved carefully home to my family. | When Janece was born, Ione went to the hospital in the early evening and Steven was left with Ted and Merrill to baby-sit him. Janece was a month premature and had fingernails, but very little hair. When I first saw the nurse and Dr. Clark was bringing the baby down the hall on a bed. I looked at Janece and saw her long, pretty fingers held up right by her pretty face, and turned to look at Ione for two seconds, and the nurse whisked the baby away. My mother was overjoyed that we finally had a girl in the family, and we named her after her two grandmothers and her mother: Ione Janece Scow. Ione’s father was very upset that Janece was getting oxygen in the hospital, but Dr. Clark had assured me that everything was fine, so I was not concerned about it. We later learned that during this time many babies put in oxygen tents were blinded by the pure oxygen, so we feel that we were really blessed to have this beautiful, perfect, premature baby. We jokingly remind Janece how bald she was as a baby---as it was some time before she started to grow any hair, probably because she was born prematurely. Janece was a very good baby, but she had one problem, which was probably a forerunner of things to come. She slept all day and did not cry all night as long as someone would play with her. With Steven awake in the day and Janece awake at night, Ione finally got sick and so my mother came to help. She said that she could keep Janece awake during the day, and straighten this baby out. However, Janece refused to cooperate and when pinched or jolted about would only grin and sleep on. After about five days of this, Ione was feeling better and my mother went home sick. It was at this point that I took matters into my own hands. I refused to pick her up and let Janece cry it out while Ione slept upstairs. This was one of the worst experiences of my life, and I was very happy when Janece got the message after two nights.
23: Janece was born in the winter of 1952, and when she was six months old we decided to move back to Orangeville to work with my father. We sold our home in Provo to Dr. Weldon Taylor who was the Dean of the College of Commerce at BYU, and we bought a lot in Orangeville. We lived with my mother and dad while we built the home. We moved into the new home in Orangeville after Thanksgiving. The first big event celebrated in our new home was Janece’s first birthday. Ted and Marlene Oakley were at the birthday party and were married in the Manti Temple June 14, 1954. Merrill married Sylvia Snow in the Manti Temple, February 22, 1954. | I was a BYU baby, and came home to the house in Provo. He built our Orangeville home with his brothers, I remember using scrap wood to make “mustard sandwiches” in the sprinklers with Steven. Dad loves mustard! | ---Janece Scow Larson, Sept. 2012
24: Because of the economic conditions it soon became apparent that the farm machinery business would not support three families, and I received an offer from the Carbon County High School district to finish out the school year as a teacher. I also taught American Problems and bookkeeping the next year. I enjoyed teaching the students, but I did not want to make this a lifetime career. In the spring of 1956 we decided we didn’t have a future in Emery County, and started looking elsewhere for opportunities. We had visited in Arizona with Grant and Kathleen Richardson several times, and liked the things we found there. We also made a trip to California and seriously considered Colorado. I received a job offer from Max Millett and Co. in Phoenix, which I accepted. We sold our home in Orangeville to Max Bunderson, and moved to Tempe in August of 1956 . This was a special day. We moved here and Jesse Richardson was born the same day, August 17th. We lived across the road from Tempe High School for one year at 25 W. Broadway. Steven attended kindergarten at Broadmor that year. Merrill and Sylvia moved to Tempe during that winter and we got together for the Christmas Holidays. They went home to Price when it got hot in June. Merrill worked for the Price Trading Company. | When I was 4 we moved to Tempe, AZ. Dad was so proud of our new, pink home at 734 W. 12th Place. Dad was searching for more opportunity. Tempe was small then, and I remember bringing in the Tempe Daily News to him every evening to learn about the town and neighbors. Dad was Ward Clerk at Church for 17 years. I loved to help him separate the tithing receipts. Back then they came in 20foot long strips, with white, pink and yellow paper and carbon paper in between each layer. Messy, but so fun to work with dad. I thought I would be a secretary when I grew up! He served in the Bishopric as Clerk under 3 different Bishops. He loves telling us the latest jokes, especially lawyer jokes! | ---Janece Scow Larson, Sept 2012
25: We had Harl Chamberlain build us a house at 734 W. 12th Place in Tempe, and we moved in the Fourth of July weekend with Steven and Janece. That same weekend some people from Orangeville came to go through the Arizona Temple. Their reaction to the extreme heat was understandable, but nonetheless quite amusing. My mother and father were with the group. Steven started first grade that fall at Mitchell School, and Janece went to kindergarten with Ione. She was the kindergarten aide and worked half days. I seriously began to study hard for the CPA exam, which I took in November 1957 with little success. I determined to do better the next time, and enrolled that summer in a CPA review course at ASU. The family and I suffered through a long summer of class, work, and study, which paid off when I passed the CPA exam in November of 1958. The following year the CPA firm I was with merged with Haskins and Sells, one of the big 8 accounting firms. I enjoyed my career in public accounting very much. I worked on the audits of Arizona Public Service Company, Western Savings Co., Hughes Aircraft Co., and numerous other clients, with some work done in Tucson. I left Haskins and Sells in the summer of 1967 to join the staff at Arizona State University. | Haskins & Sells CPA firm Love the Bow tie! --Janece Scow Larson | Mothers Day 1968 (L-R): Sylvia, Merrill, Janice Arvon, Marlene, Ted, Ione, Richard
26: While living on 12th Place, we were finally blessed with two lovely baby girls. Sharon Elizabeth was born March 19, 1960 and spent a hectic first week back in the hospital with a swollen sphincter muscle. She could not hold her food down. Dr. Elliott advised Dr. Hughes not to operate on “the Scow baby”, as there was nothing wrong with her. Grant Richardson and I gave her a blessing before we took her back to the hospital, and she never threw up again. Ione continued to nurse the baby by traveling back and forth from Tempe to the hospital in Mesa, and she was a very normal, beautiful baby. There is an eight year difference between the ages of Janece and Sharon. Steven was bitterly disappointed when he got a new baby sister, as he was sure Sharon would be a boy. Ione and I were very happy with this beautiful little girl. We maintained that if the baby was normal, it didn’t matter much if it was a boy or girl. On Halloween- October 31, 1961, Kimberly Dianne was born. She caused us a great deal of concern because of the birthmark on her temple and her neck. She was a beautiful baby with lots of black hair and people thought she had a bruise on her temple. It still amazes me that I look at her and never see it now. In 8th grade she was voted the girl with the prettiest face (and smartest girl). When Kimberly was a month old, I took Sharon with me to run some errands, and made the mistake of letting her stand alone in the back seat of the car. As I stopped for a traffic signal, Sharon fell forwards and landed on the floor of the car and broke her arm. It took Ione a few hours to convince me that indeed she did have a broken arm, and we still have the cutest tiny little cast that was on our baby doll Sharon’s right arm. This was the first broken arm in our family. | The family visited Yellowstone Park when the girls were little. It rained unexpectedly and they could not find an umbrella. Dick ended up with a bread bag on his head! Ione and I took Sharon and Kimberly on driving trips to the Northwest United States and Canada. Sharon was able to drive, and I really appreciated her helping. She had great fun! When we built our summer home at Pine we had Sharon and Kimberly go with us during construction. They could take other friends and were expected to work in the mornings and have the afternoon free to do other things. Sharon took this very seriously, and kept the worksite very clean. | One night at dinner, Mom spilled her milk. Dad got up to help her and spilled his milk!! We all laughed so hard! It is a family story that we would tell over and over again for a long time after that. --Sharon Scow Bagley
27: We were very surprised when Kimberly called Sharon’s piano teacher and made her own arrangements for lessons--- she was only five years old, and very determined. I was always happy to have my children practice on the piano. It was usually in the same room as the television, but if anyone was playing the piano, the sound was turned down or the TV set turned off while they played. When I walked through a shopping mall or any gathering of people with my daughters, we always turned a lot of heads. I knew they were not looking at me, and was very proud of my daughters. | Church callings include Sunday School Teacher, Elder’s Quorum discussion leader, Assistant to the Ward Group Leader, seventeen years as the assistant ward clerk (financial clerk) under five different bishops, and a three and one-half year mission to the Children’s Colony at the Arizona Training Center in Randolph with Ione, and four years on the Stake High Council. Besides my work in public accounting and the time in the controller’s office at Arizona State University, I worked at Western Savings & Loan Association and moved into the hotel business as Owner-Officer of Paragon Hotel Corporation. I retired from Paragon in 1998, but still work as a consultant to the company. | Christmas 1961 | A favorite memory of mine is one night after “the two little girls” were in bed, (that’s what they would call us) my Mom and Dad were painting the upstairs hallway in our house in Tempe. They were doing just fine until Dad yelled out “I just stepped in the can of paint!” We jumped out of bed and ran to see Dad's foot in the paint can covered in white paint! We laughed and Dad laughed harder. ---Sharon Scow Bagley | Dad loves airplanes. When I was little, we would drive to Sky Harbor Airport in Phoenix, sit at the end of the runway and watch the planes land. We would stay for hours, and he would tell us which kind of plane had just landed. Dad was very excited when the new 747 came out, and of course we jumped in the car and went to the airport. He loved to see that plane land! ---Sharon Scow Bagley
28: Ocean Beach | We wanted to go see the ocean and show our kids the beach. So, we jumped on the 5 and followed it until we could see water. It brought us to a gem of a beach with tide pools, a pier, and sand. We stayed at the Silver Spray Hotel.
29: Years later we still love Ocean Beach! | 1996 | 2001 | 1991 | Travel has always been his passion! He gave us all a great love of Ocean Beach, and I still take our family therehe would always say, “Can you believe these waves are always here rolling in, even when we are not here to see them!?” I say that to my family, quoting him. Dad wanted to take Steven & I on our first plane trip, so we went to LA to pick up a new VW car. I took a Dramamine and slept thru the whole thing. I have never taken it again! | ---Janece Scow Larson, Sept. 2012 | 1996
30: For me, the happiest moment I ever enjoyed with my dad was one time as an older teenager, and we were running an errand over in Scottsdale. On the way back, we stopped in the Salt River riverbed which was dry as a bone as it is about 95% of the time. We got out of the car and threw rocks at bottles and cans and just had a great time throwing the rocks. I remember in particular a very large lightbulb which might have been the kind used at Sun Devil Stadium. It seemed to be the size of an oversized basketball. We lined it up in the distance with the other cans and bottles. For some reason, we weren't able to break that one. I think we had a rock that landed on it or hit it a time or two, but it never broke. After we had thrown rocks for awhile, we thought we might walk over and break it, but after we had thrown so many rocks, we were too tired and so we got in the car and let the lightbulb live to be broken another day. ---Steven R. Scow | One of the most interesting things that Dad did for me was to notice when I got up at about 12:30 in the middle of the night to go up to Apache Boulevard to get my newspapers. Because I am something of a hard sleeper, I would set the alarm but then would worry about it and sometimes wake up before it would ring. To a fuzzy sleeper, a clock that is ticking at 12:30 looks awfully a lot like a clock that is telling you it is 6:02. On about three occasions, at 12:30 in the middle of the night, I got up and rode my bike down to Apache Boulevard. This was not a safe area. There were some bars and other dangerous haunts in the area on the well-traveled state highway boulevard. I still don't know how he did it, but Dad noticed that I was gone. Every time I was confused enough to try that in the middle of the night, Dad would come down and pick me up and bring me home. From then on, he took me to pick up the papers and helped me deliver them as well. As I look back on that, it was a considerable effort to pay attention and then to exert some personal time and energy to keep a foolish child safe. ---Steven R. Scow | I remember sitting watching television with Dad sitting at the desk, running a 10-key adding machine, sitting in the room with us while we all watched t.v. Dad was even kind and considerate of the guinea pigs. At our house on Wesleyan Drive, we ended up having a couple of guinea pigs, and they had several more on their own. They lived under the playhouse. On one weekend, we had a very heavy rainstorm. Dad was concerned that the guinea pigs might end up getting stuck under water and drown, and so he went out in the rain with some tools and pried open one end under the playhouse so that the guinea pigs could come out. ---Steven R. Scow | I have always been so proud of my Dad, and love being with him. As a teenager, I never went through that stage where you don't want to be seen with your Dad. He has always been, and remains, my first True Love! ---Kimberly Scow Riches
31: Honesty For 19 years, Dad was the financial clerk for the ward. As each bishop would come in, they would insist that they needed to keep him because he would do a thorough job counting and processing the tithing and other donations. I remember him commenting on more than one occasion that he had to spend some extra period of time to get the deposit to balance because sometimes it would be off by a nickel. He said he was sorely tempted several times to pull a nickel out of the drawer of his desk and put it in to match, what somebody had written on the slip. But he said that he never did and was always able to figure out how to get the exact deposit for the tithing. For me, it was very impressive that he was so precise and honorable in processing the tithing. I have tried to always follow that example dealing with other peoples' money as well. ---Steven R. Scow | Another one of the fun memories that I look back on is when I would load up the car and drive from Tempe up to Provo for college. Dad would get in his own car and follow behind going long past the turnoff in Phoenix where he would have gone into work. I remember him driving and following clear past the edge of Phoenix. ---Steven R. Scow | As I was beginning the Accounting program at BYU after my mission, it became obvious that I needed a handheld pocket calculator. At the time, they were not very common, and they were very expensive. To buy a handheld calculator similar to the one we can buy in the store today for $4, back then would be about $125. At that time, that would have been a strain on the family budget, and Dad said he would buy one and arrange to get it to me. About a week or ten days later, Dad drove into Provo and delivered this handheld pocket calculator which I used in college to finish my accounting degree. I was always touched that he took the time to drive it up himself. ---Steven R. Scow | My Dad loves to fly! This picture is from a trip he took us on to New York to take Steven to the port to go to India by boat for a student exchange. The set of stairs was routine before jetway ramps! Dad thrilled to the Empire State Building, Statue of Liberty, Central Park, | Playing the Piano has been so enjoyable for me. With vivid recall, I can still see you sitting at your desk in the basement, tallying numbers on the adding machine, while I practiced the piano for hours and hours. You turned off the TV as soon as I came down the stairs, even the Super Bowl! Because I knew my practicing was important to you, it became that much more important to me. I can still hear you say, “If I could play like you, I would play and play all day.” When Grandpa Arvon Scow came over to visit you always had me play his favorite: Lara’s Theme from Doctor Zhivago. And when Grandpa Jesse Conover heard me play, he took all the credit for it! But really, Dad, it was you! Thank you for your love and encouragement! I Love You! --Kimberly Dianne Scow Riches | and Wall Street. Daring taxi rides took our breathe away. We shopped at Macy's and ate at the automat! --Janece Scow Larson | Summer of 1968
32: In 1986, Ione and Richard went and visited Ione's brother George and Margaret Conover. They were serving a mission in Kirtland, Ohio. They restocked the Newl K. Whitney store with period pieces. Their third mission was to Palmyra and restoring the Joseph Smith Farm...they needed a far, ,am and jack of all trades. | In 1979, there was a huge Conover reunion in Ferron, Utah. for all of Ione's family. (L-R): Richard, Ione, Margaret, George, Maureen | I don't recall the year but we were in NY for the Hilton Hotels annual meeting. We of course stayed at the New York Hilton. We had a 7 course dinner at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel that I have never forgotten. Ione was so beautiful that night! | European Tour, Summer of 1972: We (Richard, Ione, Steve, and Janece) visited Austria, Switzerland, the Alps, Spain (1 week touring Steve's mission), Italy and France. Dad thought the French were so rude, but we were awed by the Eiffel Tower and Mona Lisa. We loved Italy! We went to Rome and Florence. The David was inspiring! Going to Church in Milan felt just like home! --Janece Scow Larson | Dad taught me how to drive, and he was a very good patient teacher. We took the VW to South Mountain where I would drive on skinny dirt roads next to cliffs! He loved to go to South Mountain, and had me practice driving all over until I could shift really well. ---Sharon Scow Bagley | Dad is always my first phone call with family news. He is most excited when he calls to announce the birth of a Baby. Dad is so proud of his family, and always wants the best for them. What an amazing, remarkable man who leads our Scow Family!!! --Kimberlu Scow Riches
33: We started building the cabin in 1975 when Katie was 1 and it was bare land. His hard work and vision has created a haven for us all. He supported Cousin’s Camp for 25 year, and now it is my turn to carry on this legacy at OB or the cabin every year for the last 7 years so far. | ---Janece Scow Larson, Sept. 2012 | Shortly after my mission, Dad invited us to help build the cabin which he had started up at Pine, Arizona. He had obtained some plans and had laid the foundation for the cabin. He had the wood delivered and invited us to come up for a period of several weeks so that we could work on the cabin, starting with the floor and building right up to the roof of the A-frame. We were glad to have the help of Uncle Merrill at the critical time of framing out the major beams for the cabin. I still remember sitting around on the 4th of July weekend, enjoying the progress we had made to that point and wishing that I had eaten my ice cream a little bit slower. I know Dad enjoyed the cabin and going up there with Mother and also with the kids on many occasions and then having us continue to use it, particularly those who are living in the Valley of the Sun. --Steven R. Scow | When I was a 13, mom was our Beehive leader. She went to Camp Lo Mia in Pine, Arizona as our camp leader. I became very sick at the end of camp and was too sick to ride home on the bus, so Dad came up to get us. On the way through Pine, we stopped at Bishop Realty to see if any new property had been listed. Every weekend for months, we had driven to the Pine area, and we had seen every available lot. That day we were told that someone had called to sell some property, but it was not on the market yet. Dad asked if we could see it. When we got there, Dad and Mom were very excited to see all of the fern and tall pine trees! This was the beautiful lot that they were looking for and they finally found it! They kept telling me how happy they were that I got sick! When we were building the cabin, Dad and I drove the long beams to Pine with a 5 ton truck. After they were unloaded, it was getting late so Dad had me drive the truck and 24 foot trailer home from Pine to Tempe. By the time we got to Tempe it was dark and he guided me through the intersections, to get in the left lane and swing out to make the right turns. What an adventure with my Dad!! ---Sharon Scow Bagley
34: Cousins Camp 1984-2006 | 1 | 1986 | 1985 | 1984 | 1996 | 1999 | It was important to Papa and Ione that although cousins we didn't live close to each other, all of the cousins became friends. Every summer, they would gather us together for a week at the cabin creating many fun memories together! --Mandy Larson Heal | 1987
35: 1986 | 1997 | Papa cleared his schedule to come up and helps us build a treehouse. A few years later, we built a second story. | Papa loves to put raspberry jam on his grilled cheese sandwiches. It s so yummy! | Papa cut out all of the parts for us t o make hand carts!
36: Europe 1983 | These are the host parents that Kimberly lived with in Germany when she was a Tempe Sister City foreign exchange student. The Bardenheuer family was so much fun to meet and were so hospitable to us! | It was so fun to take a cruise down the Rhine River. Large castles popped up on hill tops around every bend! | Salsburg, Austria was gorgeous! | We couldn't go into Neuschwanstein castle, but we had a great view! | This is the gazebo in Salsburg on the Van Trapp estate. The house was closed to visitors, but the gazebo was across the street! The "Sound of Music" was filmed here! | Richard roaming the streets in Germany!
37: We went on a tour of the salt mines hence the name Salzburg! We had to wear traditional outfits! | This is the Eagle's Nest. This was Hitler's hide out in WW II. He spent little time here because he was claustrophobic! | Obermmergau, Germany-- This is where the annual Passion Play takes place. | Ione was thrilled to buy baskets from Gypsies... then worried about how to get them home! | Our love of nutcrackers was born! | We continued on to Denmark and across the Channel to England. We loved Central Park in England. | The clerk in the lace store didn't speak English well. Ione kept trying to convince the clerk that she wanted two sweaters, not just one! | Richard loves to read about Germany!
38: Hawaii | England
39: China | San Antonio | San Francisco | Sweden, Denmark Holland | ALASKA | 1998
40: Cruises | Papa says cruising is the only way to travel! You only have to unpack your suitcase once and you get all of the pizza and ice cream that you want! Restaurants are open 24 hours a day! Papa does a mean chicken dance on the ship! | 1999 | On trips, Dad always had Janece be map reader/GPS. On a cruise, someone else drives you exotic places and you have gourmet food, a clean bed, and water anywhere. The Nightlife is fun. He especially liked the 24/7 pizza and ice cream buffets! --Janece Scow Larson | They were always impressed y the little touches from the crew like the folded towel animals left every day!
41: On our 100 years of Marriage cruise, 50 for him and mom, 25 for Scott and me, and 25 for MB and Steven, we met Isaac Pannsky—an Auschwitz concentration camp survivor. Dad's mouth fell open whenIsac showed us his # tattooed on his arm by the Germans when he was 17. He came to family in Detroit with 37 cents in his pocket. He bought tenements to fix up for immigrants. Now he is on his 15th cruise! He never thought he would have enough to eat again in his life. Every night at dinner on our cruise, Isaac would tell us horrific stories. His boots saved his life. Dick loves cruising for all the perks and the people that you meet! | ---Janece Scow Larson, Sept. 2012 | 2004 | Papa was fascinated by the Panama Canal. He has a scrapbook of pictures of going through the locks! They also found the Mola shirts made by natives. -Mandy Larson Heal | The Mola shirts were made by the Cuna Indians in the San Blas Islands near the entrance of the Panama Canal. We bought them in a gift shop at Christobol Pier in Panama. They are made entirely by hand as the Indians don't have electricity. | They loved Panama! The took Scott and Janece back to the Panama Canal. A cruise ship just fits through it. Ships are lowered through 14 locks. Dick recited the construction history, fighting malaria, banditry, and too much water. He was awed by this Engineering marvel. We all sat on the top deck and watched as the ship silently slipped through the locks. --Janece Scow Larson | 1998
42: 60 Fabulous Years
43: 60th Anniversary Party | Papa planned the whole thing all by himself. This was the last time Ione came home. She was thrilled to be there,but in a lot of pain.
44: Remembering Ione | For the last several of mother's final years, she was in declining health and ended up being homebound. At first, Dad took care of her by himself and then brought in outside people to help--at first at night and then day and night. During those years, Dad was totally devoted to insuring that Mother's care was the best and that she had her medications, doctors' visits and treatments as needed. ---Steven R. Scow
45: Ione would have loved her funeral service. We could almost hear her clapping after Christina and Nick sang!
46: Falling in Love
47: On May 2008, I arrived in the US to work as a caregiver. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that I would be marrying Richard Dick Scow. Before then, I used to work as an Administrative Officer in Licensing Department in one of the prestigious Non-Life Insurance Company in the Philippines . I realized that Caregiving is much more challenging and rewarding job than an office work. It is not only a job, but, a calling wherein I could provide a quality of life, full of dignity , respect and love not only for the elderly and the sick, but to their families as well, with care and compassion during the most tough and difficult times of their lives. I love all the ladies in the care home and I became so attached to them, in return they love me too and their families were so appreciative of that. Whatever I do, I do it with all my heart and I know that God is with me to guide me. | Ione was one of the first residents whom I loved and took good care of. Most of the times she would be afraid or frightened of anything. I would comfort her by reciting my favorite Psalm in the Bible, the Psalm 91 about God's Protection and Promises, and afterwards she would calm down and be able to sleep. I remember she would always tell me, “You are an angel sent from heaven! I don’t know what will happen to me without you here. I am so scared here but when you're around, I feel more secure.” This statement motivated me to love my job more. To give utmost care to these people who cannot protect themselves. They rely on others especially their caregivers for their safety. Ione and I were so happy together. She asked me one time how old I was and when I told her that I was 47, she was so surprised and exclaimed, "My God! You look just like a child!! You also look so fragile but you have a man's arm!" That to me is a compliment and we just laughed and laughed. One time she asked me what they will be having for lunch and I was so proud to tell her that they're having Salisbury Steak. She looked up and said "Heavenly Father what have they done!" And then she frowned and looked at me "you mean Holly buried her baby?" I smiled and told her, "NO! I said you're going to have a hamburger with sauce for lunch. Holly and her baby are doing fine :)" And then she hugged me and said "Oh, thank you!" I had so much fun taking care of her - we had wonderful times together that she would even ask the night shift caregiver to call me so I could be with them. I would hold her hand until she closes her eyes and go to sleep. Then slowly and quietly, I would leave her with the night caregiver and go out of the room. | We became good friends then. I learned more about him - he is not only kind, loving and caring person but he is also fun to be with - he has a very good sense of humor and there is never a dull moment with him. I can say that he is charming and a perfect gentleman too and I feel so at peace and safe whenever I am with him because I know he will never take advantage of me. When he invited me for a boat ride, I asked him if there was a lifeguard on duty because whatever happens to the boat I don't know how to swim. He replied with complete confidence "I AM YOUR LIFEGUARD ON DUTY!" True to his word, I felt more relaxed. We then had a short but full of love courtship. We really enjoyed and will continue enjoying each other's company. I sought my family’s blessing in the Philippines and I believe he got his children’s blessings too. I thank the Lord every day for this gift. I know and I believe that with God’s goodness and grace, I will never regret loving and marrying Dick. He is such a wonderful man. I feel also blessed to be a part of a family that is full of love and support. | This is where I met her family, Dick and their daughters Kimberly and Janece and other grandchildren like Trevor and Hunter. Dick was always there to visit and take care of her. I found him to be a loving and caring husband. It really broke my heart to see Ione gone! I missed her so much and her family as well. I thought, that was the end of it! Not until Dick’s frequent visits at the Catarina middle of November 2008. He called one day to ask me if he could bring a cake because it was his birthday. He brought a BIG birthday cake more than enough for everybody! During his visits, he will give me a hard copy of David's email, one of his grandsons who was assigned in the Philippines for a 2-year LDS mission. Dick would often ask me to translate/interpret the Tagalog words for him of which I was glad to do so. | --Emily B. Scow
48: April 28, 2009 | Emily and I have a wonderful life together. She is God’s great gift to me. We love each other so much. We were married over three years ago on April 28, 2009. The time has passed so so swiftly since that date it seems like only a few months. Emily reminds me of my mother – same height and a very good cook too. Emily is such a cheerful, kind, sweet, attractive, attentive, smart and lovable person. People say that we look cute together and we really compliment each other. I am very sincere when I tell people that I am very happy with Emily and with God’s help, I will live to be a hundred years old with her loving care. I am so grateful first of all to God and to Emily’s mother, Mommy Aida, for raising such a wonderful lady. Every day and many times a day we thank God for each other. Truly, to know Emily is to love Emily. ---Richard Scow
50: Richard andEmily loved to visit Sedona with Emily's family. | They love to visit California and Kimberly's beach house!
51: Papa loved showing Emily Utah and all the reasons why he moved to Arizona! | Richard and Emily love to stop and smell the flowers on their trips. They enjoy viewing the bridges and lakes along the way. | Papa loved showing Emily the "Y."
52: It makes me so thankful that Emily goes with Papa on his daily walks with the dog! It makes me worry less! -Mandy Larson Heal | Richard and Emily love to go to the Chinese Buffet. They love to wear matching shirts and eat healthy. They put up a beautiful nativity every year!
53: Emily and Richard love Disneyland Their favorite rides at the happiest place on Earth are It's a Small World, and the Jungle Cruise. | Disneyland has always been so fun with you! Mom and Emily are lucky you enjoy Disneyland so much, because they’ve loved Disneyland. I remember riding on the Screamin’ Roller Coaster with you at age 80, and you said to me, “I think I am too old for this ride!” Then we rode the Mali-Boomer which you took in stride, and I said to you, “I think I am too old for this ride!” --Kimberly Dianne Scow Riches
54: Emily and Papa love to exercise at every hotel they go to. Papa loved showing Emily Orangeville and Ferron. They are in front of the house he was born in. They are such a cute couple! | Emily was born in Manila, the capital city of the Philippine Island on March 7, 1961, the second of three children to Moises Bello and Aida Villanueva Bello. She has a brother, Aron and a sister, Miriam, a nephew, Jose Marius and two nieces, Asensi Linn and Julia Trisa. She was christened Aida Emilia Villanueva Bello but prefers to be called Emily. She was educated at Santa Isabel College, one of the oldest exclusive schools for girls from Grade I to High School. After graduating from High School, she went to the University of Santo Tomas, the largest university in the city of Manila. Emily graduated with an AB degree Major in Sociology. It is very interesting that one of the requirements for graduation was a “thesis”, the equivalent of a masters thesis in the United States schools. After graduation, she taught herself to use the typewriter to qualify as a telephone operator and a clerk typist in the Malayan Insurance Company, Inc., the no. 1 non-life insurance company in the Philippines and worked her way up to the position of Licensing Department Secretary to an ADMINISTRATIVE OFFICER in LICENSING DEPARTMENT/PRODUCTION DIVISION. She had always had an obsession with going to Canada. She finished her caregiver training year 2000. She tried to apply as a tourist of which she was granted last November 2005 and by February 2006 she left her job and spent several months there. She was disappointed that there was not much job opportunities because of her visa so she returned back to the Philippines September of 2006. October 2006 she re-applied at the insurance company from which she had previously worked and was re-hired as Secretary to the President. But the pay was back to a starting pay and transportation expense alone took half of her pay.
55: She learned about much better conditions were for working in the United States so she applied for a working visa to come to the United States which was finally granted in the spring of 2008. Emily left Manila in the wee hours of the morning on May 25, 2008 and flew to Los Angeles where Emily and her companion took a greyhound bus from Los Angeles to Phoenix. They were taken to the home of a care home operator by the name Lilibeth Barcenilla and was assigned to the Catarina Care Home in Mesa, Arizona. Her first day of work was May 26, 2008. By coincidence, Kimberly and I were looking for a more suitable care home for Ione and happened to meet Emily on her first day of work. After Ione passed away in September, I did not see Emily until mid November. At that time, she was being courted by two other men who were seriously pursuing her. I can honestly say I was the one who did the courting. Any time we spent together was at my suggestion. When I asked her why she didn’t ever go any place she said she didn’t have any place to go. I was very grateful when a nurse friend would take her to church once a month when her work schedule made it possible. Without Emily’s knowledge, her working visa expired because her request together with her other batchmates didn’t meet the quota. When I asked her what she would likely do as a non-resident alien, she said she would have returned to the Philippines. I really admire her high moral character. We both fell in love with each other. I proposed marriage to her and I was happy she accepted it. After our marriage, she was no longer here illegal but was on a fast track for becoming a permanent resident (green card holder). We have presented her case before the NCIS and she now has a permanent green card and is planning to become a naturalized citizen. | Emily graduated from PIMA Medical Institute (Certified Nursing Assistant) January 28, 2011 with Honors and Perfect Attendance Award | Emily loves making sure that Papa eats healthy. He has lost weight and looks so young! We are so grateful that Emily takes such good care of him! It is his turn to be taken care of!
56: Janece Katherine Mandy Adam Holly Jesse | Steven Steven B. Bethany Richard Bradley Shannon Christina Daniel David Sarah | Sharon Matthew Christie Melanie Stephanie Katie | Kimberly Victor Shane Justin Jonathan Brittany Quinton MacKenzie Hunter Trevor | Richard and Ione Scow | 1989
57: Cabin Pic | I am proud that all my children and their spouses have College and Masters Degrees. Steven and Victor Riches both have Juris Doctor degrees and Janece has a Masters Degree in Education. Practically all the married grandchildren have degrees and six of the eight spouses already have degrees and the remaining are enrolled at BYU and will soon graduate. In addition, five of the grandsons have Juris Doctor degrees and three more are currently attending law school. In addition, four of my granddaughters have their Masters Degrees. I have always considered education of utmost importance and am glad my children have this same value | 2009 | 1998 | 2003
58: Steven Scow | Dick came into my life when I high-centered his car after sliding over a parking block in Provo, UT. Steven and I were nearly engaged, and I had dropped him off on a snowy night at the LTM (the old version of MTC) where he was teaching. As I pulled away, the car slid and I was stuck. Dick saw his car as he happened to be driving by--he and Ione had come to visit Steven at BYU--with me standing by it trying to get help! He walked up and said, "You must be Mary Beth." In horror I said, "You must be Steven's dad" (but I was thinking AAAAAAHHHH). He very kindly organized the young men who had been coming to my aid, and in minutes the car was free. There was no condemnation or criticism, only kindness and effort to ease my nervousness. I have felt that same kindness in all these many years since that day. I truly love "Papa Dick" and am thankful for his great example of love of the Savior and love for his family. Our entire family has benefitted from his example of caring and serving not just family, but all those around him. We have seen it in his visits, continuing to give quilts to the grandchildren and great-grandbabies after Ione's passing, and always being there for us. Happy 85th Birthday, Dick! With much love, Mary Beth | SThe first impression and continuing memory that I have of my father is as a kind person who was interested in my well-being and happy for my successes. I remember, for example, that when he would come home from work, he would generally ask how things had gone for me and what was going on. I remember, that as a "teenager who thought he knew it all", I didn't always feel like answering, but I think I generally did because he was kind and pleasant with his inquiry. He was willing to help on many occasions and over many years. He was willing to help pay for tuition at college and law school. He helped us with some extra spending money and with loaning us a car to drive through college and law school. Once in awhile, I would mention that I appreciated the help and that I would try to pay him back. His comment would generally be, "Just do the same for your children." I love you very much, Dad. Happy Birthday. | & Mary Beth Bradley Scow
59: Steven & Miriam Richard B. Sam Russell Ethan Garrett Wilson | Bethany & Brent Catherine Hannah Sarah Rachel Nathan Aaron | Richard & Jenny Megan Ben Emily William Anna Nathan | Brad & Julie Caleb Bailey Jane Spencer | Shannon & Scott Elizabeth Miriam Bekah Hannah Aaron Jonny | Christina & Nick Brinton Wyatt | Daniel & Suzanne Michelle | David | Sarah | Back row: Shannon & Scott Chapman; Jonny Dayton, Russell Scow, Aaron Chapman, Bekah & Elizabeth Dayton, Hannah Chapman, Bailey Scow, Emily Scow, Miriam Dayton, Catherine Schumann, Hannah Schumann, Caleb & Ben Scow, Megan Scow, Ethan & Wilson Scow Middle Row: Jenny & Will Scow, Sarah Scow, Jane Scow, Richard & Anna Scow, Brad & Julie Scow; Nick, Chrissy, & Brinton Bishop; Mary Beth & Steven Scow; Suzanne, Daniel & Michelle Scow; Miriam & Steven Scow; Brent & Bethany Schumann; David Scow Front Row: Sarah & Rachel Schumann; Garrett, Sam & RB Scow | Summer 2011
60: Steven Bradley Scow | Richard Bradley (R.B.) Scow Samuel Conrad Scow Wilson LeRoy Scow Russell William Scow Garrett Houston Scow Ethan Lewis Scow | & Miriam Amelia Pope Scow | 1995 | I remember spending time with Grandpa as a little boy when papa and Ione lived in Tempe. The pool was always fun, but the grapefruit tree was even better. The first time I remember eating grapefruit was at that house. A few years later, I remember walking through the house on Monterey while it was being built, and Grandpa showed me all the different parts of the house. Visiting Grandpa and Ione was always a treat – even the smell of the air in Mesa was exciting. We loved to run around the yard, ride in the boat, eat ice cream, and watch movies. My most memorable experience with Grandpa was when I was about 16 and he just had a surgery. I flew up for a week or so and was able to spend about every hour of every day with Grandpa as he was recovering. This “recovery” time turned into a wonderful visit. In addition to the plans we made every day regarding which World War II movies we would watch, or which puzzle we would put together next, or the discussions as to how much more grape juice and grape soda we would need, I had the priceless opportunity to visit one-on-one with Grandpa and spend unhurried time with this great man. I love you Grandpa!
61: A couple of my favorite memories with Grandpa were when I was a little older. One unforgettable visit was when Miriam and I went to Mesa the summer we were married. I told Miriam as we were getting close to the house that she should expect about six different kinds of ice cream. She didn’t believe me. A little while after we arrived, I looked in the freezer and there were six flavors, and probably more. We laughed and laughed and from that time on Grandpa had an image to protect. I don’t think I have ever seen the freezer without at least six different kinds of ice cream. | Whenever Papa and Ione came to Provo, they loved to take everyone to Chuck-a-Rama!
62: Bethany Ione Scow Schumman | Fall 2004 | Catherine Ione, Schumman Hannah Elizabeth Schumman Sarah Ann Schumman Rachel Mary Schumman Aaron Michael Schumman Nathan Bradley Schumman | & Brent Aaron Schumman
63: live | laugh | One of our favorite memories with Papa Dick is feeding the ducks from the boat. | November 2007 | 2004
64: LOVE LOVE LOVE | Richard Hamilton Scow | ...Lake in his backyard, an awesome grapefruit tree, fun cabin in Pine, trips to Chuck-a-Rama in Provo, coin collections, rides on the boat, ice cream! moving chair on his stairs, big dogs, a fun “pit” in his house to sleep in and play in , wall of family pictures sweetest, juiciest grapefruit ever , 50 states quarters, cousin’s camps, baby blankets, Arizona, Papa Dick, orange tree, throwing rocks in the lake, great-grandpa, frisbee and catch on the grass in his backyard , big hill to roll down, grandpa treasure chests, bolo ties | Panama 2000 | We love you Papa Dick!!! Happy Birthday! Love, Richard and Jenny Megan, Ben, Emily, Will, Anna, & Nate
65: Megan Amelia Scow (11) Benjamin Richard Scow (9) Emily Mae Scow (7) William Reed Scow (4) Anna Elizabeth Scow (2) Nathan Houston Scow (2 months) | Richard & Jennifer Elizabeth Reed Scow
66: Bradley Lawrence Wilson Scow | I have many fond memories with Papa Dick. I remember helping (mostly being in the way) when the treehouse was built by the cabin. I remember riding motorcycles, doing crafts, shooting bows and arrows. So many memories revolve around cousins camp. I always loved it when Papa Dick would laugh his hearty laughter when he heard a good joke (or told one). He has a very good sense of humor, which taught me that we shouldn't take ourselves so seriously all the time, but that it's good to have fun too. I remember Papa Dick and Ione always coming on road trips when we played in baseball tournaments all over Nevada and elsewhere, or when we were in a performance of any kind. We've had lots of good times at their house picking grapefruits, riding the boat, watching movies, dancing around to the player piano and having huge sleepovers in the pit. I have always felt love and support from Papa Dick. One other thing I always admired about Papa Dick is how he was so loving and supportive of Ione, he took such great care of her! I love Papa Dick. Brad | Papa Dick is always so thoughtful and good at remembering each of his grandchildren and great-grandchildren, which is no easy feet considering the size of the Scow family. He's always happy and willing to let us stay with him and generously allows us the use of his cabin, where many fun Scow memories have been made. I, as well as our kids, have great memories of boat rides and bags full of delicious grapefruit from Papa Dick's backyard. We love Papa Dick! --Julie | Dec 2003 | October 2004
67: Bailey's memories of Papa: *Going to the cabin and sharing a bed with Emily. Jane getting stuck on the bunk bed at the cabin *Picking grapefruit *Getting hugs from Papa Dick *Had a sleepover at his house *Receiving a red doll and tea set from him | Jane's memories of Papa Dick: *He has a boat in his backyard and gives us rides *My dad helped me pick grapefruits from his tree | Caleb's memories of Papa Dick: *Jumping on a bounce house in Papa Dick's backyard *Fighting with Ben over a paddle on a boat ride and accidently dropping the paddle in the water *Receiving a wooden parrot puzzle box, nesting wooden indians, and a penny collection book for different Christmases *He says, "Papa Dick is an awesome Grandpa!" | Bailey on chair lift March 2010 | March 2010 | Crashing in the pit at Papa's house | February 2011 | Caleb Bradley Scow Bailey Mae Scow Jane Scow Spencer Scow | Brad & Julie Lowe Scow
68: Shannon Elizabeth Scow Chapman | One of my favorite memories with you is when we were in Orangeville for your mom's funeral. It was a touching service, and after the burial, we went on a tour around the town. You showed me the places you used to live, and where my dad was born, and where your dad used to work on cars. It was eye opening for me to see where my family comes from. Also, it was so fun to just spend time with you. I love your stories and jokes :) | Elizabeth Anne Dayton Hannah Elizabeth Chapman Rebekah Dayton Miriam Mae Dayton Aaron James Chapman Jonathan Jury Dayton | & Scott Brian Chapman
69: I will never forget our many summers at Cousin's camp, and visiting your house in Mesa. You have always valued your family and your life reflects that--you made things fun for your kids and grandkids! Thank you for being a faithful man and for being a strong example to me and to your great-grandkids. I love you!
70: Christina Marie Scow Bishop | Brinton Nicholas Bishop Wyatt Taylor Bishop | Cousin’s Camp was always a summer highlight for me. My favorite memories of Papa come from spending time with him at the cabin. That is where I learned so much about his character, talents and faith. Papa would always make a fire in the morning so we could get warm and cozy before breakfast. One particular year, I made it a point to be the first cousin up each morning so I could scurry down the spiral staircase and snuggle into a beanbag while Papa got the fire going. I relished those mornings because I got to spend one on one time with my grandpa before everyone else got up. He showed me how to make a fire on one of those occasions, but we mostly sat in silence and watched the flickering flames. It was then that I felt overwhelmed with love for him and his quiet acts of service. | & Nicholas Holdaway Bishop | 1992 | 1991 | 2008 | 2012 | 2012
71: The first time I heard Papa sing was at the cabin, and I loved his voice! Its tone was so beautiful, unique, yet familiar, and I felt a keen sense of joy when it filled the room. I still enjoy hearing him sing. I was honored to sing at Ione’s funeral with my husband Nick. When asked by attendees where he found "professional singers" for the occasion, Papa got that twinkle in his eye and said with a laugh, "They are from my own family!" Well, I am pleased to say that we inherited the talent from him. In 1997, Papa worked long and hard to make each of us a little pioneer handcart and silhouette for us to paint at craft time since it was the 150th anniversary of the pioneers crossing the plains. I could tell it had taken a long time for him to make each cart, but he never drew attention to himself. I still have those pioneer decorations, and this year they hold special meaning for me since my little Wyatt was born on pioneer day. They were out on display when we came home from the hospital, and they made me think of my incredible Papa who has always been an example of faith. Papa is my pal, and I am still the beneficiary of his quiet service, talent, and faith. I love him so much! | 1997
72: Some of the first things I think about when I think of Papa are memories at the cabin and the house in Arizona. I loved going to the cabin every summer for Cousin’s Camp and I always remember Papa taking good care of it. We built fires together on those chilly nights, shot the bow and arrow, cooked S’mores around the campfire, pounded leather, and so much more. “Papa-razzi” was always taking sneaky pictures so we could have good memories. At Papa’s house, I have fond memories pulling out a boat, oars, and fun stuff to cruise along the lake in back. The grapefruit and oranges in the backyard were always delicious; Papa grows the best citrus! For the last several Christmases Papa gave all the grandkids the state quarters and a map of the United States to put them in. I still have my old penny collection as well! I’m sure several people wrote about this, but I love to hear Papa’s contagious laugh! He has a great sense of humor. | Daniel Golden Scow | Michelle Mae Scow | & Suzanne Katherine Walton Scow
73: Whenever Papa comes to Provo, we go to CHUCK-A-RAMA Buffet and enjoy a good meal and some laughs. Papa has been so kind to keep up on my life, and all his grandchildren. Four phone calls that stick out to me are when he called me when I got in to the accounting program at BYU, when I got married, when my daughter Michelle was born, and when I went to Taiwan for an internship in 2012. I | I always think of Papa when I pull out my trunk or a number of quilts. Papa is a great grandfather (no pun intended) with much love for his family. He has a great heart! I love you Papa! Daniel
74: David Michael Scow | I have so many great memories of spending time with you, especially at your house in Mesa. It was such a fun place to visit as a kid. The dogs, the toys, even the house itself was always so much fun to be around! I still love visiting, and am glad to hear your stories and laugh together. I hope I have made you proud as I am proud to have you as my grandfather. I have learned a lot from you and your example. Thank you for your love!
75: Sarah Catherine Scow | Although I am too young in the picture to remember this memory, I love it so much. My favorite memory of Papa would have to be... when I was about ten. I was in the quilting room looking at all of the movies and Papa came in and scared me! He was so quiet that when he said, “Boo!” behind me, I jumped about three feet! After I calmed down, we talked about his movie collection and he told me the stories behind some of his favorite recordings. It was a pretty simple moment, but also very meaningful to me because we were able to relate and get to know each other. | Through out all of the boat rides, weddings, pictures, cabin trips, and dinners, I have learned more about Papa and come to love him more and more. His thoughtfulness, kindness, and selfless patience continue to amaze me. I will always look up to him and feel grateful for these moments, and how he has changed my life for the better ---Sarah Scow
76: Ione Janece Scow Larson | My father is a gentle giant of a man. He is just what my spunky mother and I both needed. He is hardworking, fun loving and has many interests. He has always loved to study and do taxes. I get my love of travel from him. I was | always his navigator on long road trips to read the map. I guess you could say I was his old fashioned GPS unit! Across the US and the world we have gone together. I took dinner to my parents every Sunday for 15 years, even while Scott was Bishop. Now dad comes over every Monday to have his foot cleanse, then take dinner home for him and Emily. It has always been a joy to live so close to him, and 2 weeks ago we were consolidated back into the same stake again! What a blessing. In 2009, I enjoyed going to a coin | show in Mesa with him. I wear a gold standing Liberty half dollar on a chain from that cherished day. Dad has always given me roots and wings. I love you dad. Your patience and kindness have always been a great example to me. I am glad we are a forever family. | ---Janece Scow Larson, Sept 2012 | Dad was so proud of me as Tempe Jr. Miss in 1970. I still have the love note he wrote me about that day. He gave me a typewriter as a gift. | & Scott Anderson Larson
77: Katie & Jared Dallin Kylie Alyssa Landon | Adam & Sarah Eizley | Mandy & Dusty Kimball Scotland Megan | Holly & Jeff Corbin Quinton Deagan | Jesse & Brittany | Top Row (LtoR): Megan, Dusty, Mandy, & Scotland Heal; Dallin & Landon Wride; Corbin Moss; Kimball Heal; Alyssa & Kylie Wride; Deagan, Jeff, Quinton, & Holly Moss Front Row (LtoR): Bebe, Jared & KatieWride; Scott & Janece Larson; Jesse & Brittany Larson; Sarah, Adam, & Eizley Larson | Ocean Beach July 2012 | Grandkids give us such joy!!
78: Katie Ione Larson Wride | I always knew that Papa was a very smart man and saw evidence of this every time we went over to his house. I remember the table in the dining room always being covered with tax forms, receipts, and calculators. It always amazed me that he would prepare everyone's tax returns by hand instead of by computer even when people starting using computer tax programs to prepare them. He is great at numbers and great with all of us! We have fond memories of getting to stay at the hotels that Papa had connections with through Paragon- such as in Tucson and Sedona. It was even better when we got to stay at the hotel during Cousin's Camp with him and Ione! I also have fond memories of playing in the pit with my siblings and cousins as we listened and danced to the player piano. I love you Papa and feel so blessed to see you every Monday for your foot cleanse! | & Jared Brent Wride
79: My favorite memory of Papa was during Easter. I remember getting so excited to go to Grandma's house on Easter because then Papa would bring...PICKLED EGGS! I loved getting the chance to sit on Papa's lap and get to eat MY pickled egg. If I could relive a moment with Papa, it would be the pickled eggs. --Kylie Adelaide Wride, Aug. 2012 | Kylie assigned parts for the nativity. She assigned Papa the part of the sheep one year and an angel the next! | I love all of the parties we have had at Papa's house and the fun boat rides. --Landon Moroni Wride | One of my favorite memories I have of Papa is sitting on his lap while "driving" the boat on the lake. --Alyssa Lexanne Wride | I loved going into Papa's playroom where he kept the toys and being surprised by the dogs in their cages. --Dallin Jared Wride | Jared and Katie Wride Dallin Jared Wride Kylie Adelaide Wride Alyssa Lexanne Wride Landon Moroni Wride | 2005
80: Mandy Gaye Larson Heal | Ione and Papa gave me this cake topper the night we were engaged. They were there when he rode up on a hourse! | Papa has been a constant example of support and patience in my life. He was always so gentle with Ione and his ailing Mother. He taught me so much about unconditional love and service about really caring for people in tough times. Papa has been there at every major milestone of my life from my first dance recital and chorus concert to the first time I went through the temple and my mission farewell. Even all of my high school dance dinners were held on the dock in his magical backyard! My wedding reception was held there too! Papa kindled my love of travel! I remember being so excited to visit Papa and hear about his latest trip plans to Germany. I loved studying the train schedules and looking through the picture albums of his trips and dream of seeing them too! | Papa loves to do puzzles and one day he shared a metaphor of a puzzle testimony. First, you do the edges...the basic principles of the gospel. Then, you work on specific parts of the puzzle like a house or fountain. We work on our testimony a principle at a time like tithing or the Temple, until you see the whole gospel. Don't get overwhelmed with the whole thing! | & Dustin Michael Heal | 1994 | Dusty was John the Beloved in the Easter Pageant, 2005
81: I love to see Papa at Grandma's every Tuesday. I love to go on Papa's boat I love it when Papa and Emily come to my soccer games. I love to listen to Papa tell stories at dinner! -Kimball Jenkins Heal | Kimball Jenkins Heal Scotland Conover Heal Megan Sabella Heal | Mandy & Dustin Michael Heal | Megan loves to check on Papa during his foot cleanse at Grandma's every week. She "Ooos" and "Ahhs" over the colors | Scotland loves to do puzzles with Papa. He also loves looking at his coin collection! Scotland loves to look at the quarter collections he has given to us for Christmas too! | I love you Papa! Thank you for all you do for me and your wonderful example! Happy Birthday! Mandy
82: Adam Scott Larson | I remember always having joint birthdays with Papa because our birthdays are a day apart! | When I was born on Nov. 16, I came home from the hospital on Nov. 17, Papa's birthday. My Dad was out of town and Papa seemed so pleased to bring the new baby boy and his Mother home to our Dartmouth house in Mesa. | Eizley Degn Larson | & Sarah Georges Larson | 2007 | 1977
83: I remember going on walks with Papa and Shena. He really loves his dogs. | I remember going boating with Papa on the lake. He was so patient while he was teaching me to drive the boat. Then, he didn't even get mad at me for bumping into the dock! | I remember watching WWII movies with Papa in the quilt room. He would "light up" while telling me what all the planes were. I was 12 or 13. | 1977 | 2012 | 2008
84: Holly Marie Larson Moss | My favorite memories of Papa will always be: growing up in the same ward with him, watching him work hard at the cabin, playing in his dream backyard on the water, playing with Sheena-dog, eating ice cream and Klondike bars in his kitchen, dancing to his player-piano, hearing him tell great jokes and stories followed by his contagious laugh, and doing puzzles with him. It was always fun to be with Papa! He knows how to work hard, play hard, and keep a good balance between the two. Happy birthday papa! We love you! | & Jeffery Royd Moss
85: Teaching the next generation about coin collecting, cabin-going, and family. We love you Papa! | Whenever I talk to Papa now he asks me how I'm surviving in cold Utah. I secretly think he misses it! | Corbin Scott Moss Quinton Royd Moss Deagan Jeff Moss | Holly & Jeff Moss
86: Jesse Degn Larson | & Brittney Hamilton Larson | 2001 | As I contemplated what my favorite memory of Papa Dick is, I realized that I probably have the same memory of every “Scow Boy,” which is the cherished moments with Papa at the cabin. The cabin was a magical place for little boys. You got to see your cousins, play out in the forest, chop wood, whittle sticks, and most importantly PLAY WITH FIRE! I remember that every night before I went to bed I was so excited to wake up in the morning so that I could “build the fire” to warm up the cabin for the cousins. No matter how hard I tried to wake up before Papa in the morning, he would always seem to come out of the downstairs bedroom as soon as my big toe hit the bottom stair. Sometimes I thought he had a booby trap and knew that I was coming downstairs. Some mornings I tip toed quietly down the stairs, but sure enough, he would have the jar of matches ready for me when I got to the bottom step. He always cared so much about how we lit the fire. He wanted us to be able to do it ourselves but you could tell how much he loved and cared for the cabin and he was not going to let an 8,9, or 10 year old burn the cabin down. I remember every morning it was the same routine, put the kindling in and stuff the newspaper under the little bars to start it. However, it was not simply making the fire that I loved, it was laying in the sleeping bag and listening to Papa’s stories as I asked what things were like when he was young. It seemed as if every morning it was freezing and as the fire warmed me up, I was warmed by Papa’s life stories. Oh how I love his chuckle. His chuckle can put a smile on any person’s face. As the years went on and Papa did not come to cousins camp as often, I reflected on those “fire mornings” as the younger cousins would get up early and start the fire. Little did they know that they were missing out on one of the greatest treasures of cousins camp. Thank you for all of the life lessons and warming stories Papa, I love you!
87: Jesse loved the boots that Papa and Ione gave him. He would raid Papa's cabin closet for "cool" shirts in high school. He still wears them. He loved to go and help Papa set up the Mesa Temple Christmas lights. Papa and Ione would always come to Jesse's choir concerts and lacrosse games.
88: Sharon Elizabeth Scow Bagley | & Richard Todd Bagley | I have had some fun times with my dad. When I was little, he would tickle me, and I could really scream and he would say, “Stop screaming so loud, the neighbors will think we are trying to kill you!” In high school he would wake me up in the morning singing the BYU fight song “Rise and Shout the Cougars are out, along the way to fame and glory!” When he had not heard from me at BYU, he would call and say, “Just wondered if you were dead in the gutter.” Then we would both laugh. I have had some wonderful times with my dad, and I will always remember the fun we had salmon fishing in Alaska. Dad has always been there for me and he is a great example of kindness and a good sense of humor that lasts a lifetime. I love you Dad! I am grateful you are my Father! | Sharon
89: Matthew Christie Melanie Stephanie Katie & Josh & Chris . | McKenzie Grant | Riley | Left to Right: McKenzie, Josh, Christie, & Grant Foster; Chris, Melanie, & Riley Dunbar; Stephanie, Richard, & Sharon Bagley; Matthew & Katie Bagley
90: Cody's favorite memory of Grandmother... | Matthew Richard Bagley | I remember Papa playing with the little kids at cousins camp and at home. He has this cool laugh and loving atmosphere that made you want to be around him. He always helps out with whatever he can. He's concerned about others, and I have always tried to emulate that. Especially the quiet way he does it, with few knowing it was even done. Matthew | 2001 | 2000
91: This is a house that Papa helped Richard and Matthew build in Alaska. Everyone in the town helped even the missionaries! | 1998 | 1998 | Richard was in Alaska, and Matthew was coming home from Washington D.C. We were in Arizona at Dad’s house and getting ready to fly to Alaska. This was before e-tickets. If you didn’t have an actual ticket, you didn’t fly. I had a ticket for Matthew to fly from Salt Lake City to Phoenix. I called FEDEX, and the last pickup was at the Phoenix Airport at midnight. It was 11:30 p.m. I looked at Dad and asked, “How fast can you drive to the airport?” He said 20 minutes! I asked “Are you ready to go?” He said, “Yes!”, and we jumped in the car and took off with Dad driving. I didn’t know he could drive that fast! We screeched into the FEDEX parking lot and we ran in to find that the pouch to SLC was the last one left, and they put the envelope in the bag, and took it to the plane. Dad and I were pumped! We had made it! What a ride! Matthew got his ticket at 8 the next morning and flew to Phoenix. ---Sharon Scow Bagley
92: Christie Marie Bagley Foster | McKenzie Darlene Foster Grant Wayne Foster | I have learned a lot from my Papa. I really enjoyed being able to spend a summer with him and Ione. Every once in a while, Papa would come up to me, grab my shoulders, look me in the eye and lovingly ask me, "Are you happy?" This always made me smile! Not only did he show me he cared about me, he taught me that it's possible to be happy, if we choose to be happy. I continue to ask myself this often. Papa is a great example of overcoming hardships and looking for the positive things. Thank you Papa! I love you! | & Joshua Wayne Foster
93: Ione did not want to go down Splash Mountain because she would get her hair wet. We decided to all wear shower caps so she would go! Papa Dick too! --Sharon Scow Bagley
94: Melanie Anne Bagley Dunbar | Riley Mae Dunbar | My Favorite memories with Papa are when we would hike to the top of the mountain at the cabin, coming over to eat ice cream, dancing to the player piano, and playing tea parties when we were little. I loved visiting for the summers and making baked goods for him. One time I was making banana bread and Papa came over to see what I was making. He saw the pecans arranged in the bottom of the bunt pan and said, 'pretty,' with so much admiration, it meant so much to me. Thanks for everything you do Papa and Happy Birthday!! | & Chris John Dunbar
95: Samantha 2010
96: Stephanie Elizabeth Bagley Cox | ... | My second favorite memory of Papa is much later, when I was 16 years old. I had one of the lead parts in the Soda Springs, Idaho community musical production “State Fair.” Papa came all the way up from Arizona to see me, even though he had to leave Ione and come alone. It meant so much that he had come. I still remember sitting with him in the kitchen, eating ice cream, laughing and talking after the show. Other favorite memories include ice cream and cookies, dancing to his piano with dress-up clothes, picking the most delicious oranges off his orange tree, swimming in his bathtub that sunk down into the floor, watching black and white movies, helping him put together his puzzles, working hard to help him clear away pine needles from the cabin, showing him Alaska, and him and Ione coming for my 8th grade graduation. It was always fun to be with you, Papa. Thank you for the legacy you have built in our family and the lessons of hard work and love you have given. We will always remember. Happy Birthday, I love you Papa! | My favorite story about Papa is when my family was living at Papa Dick and Ione's house in Mesa, Arizona while we were building a house. My mom was pregnant with me during this time, and soon I was born on May 17, 1990. I was brought home to Papa Dick and Ione's house a few days later. My dad was busy with work and building our house, and so he wasn't able to be around very much. Papa Dick, however, loved to hold me and play with me. I had inherited his blue eyes, the only one in my family to do so. When I started to talk, I called Papa "Dada" and he loved it. He was so delighted; he would just laugh his warm laugh and make everyone laugh, too. | 1996 | 1996 | 2006 State Fair Community Musical | The Lu-Lu Belle Valdez, Alaska | Gold Rush Days Valdez, Alaska | March 2009 Mesa Arizona Temple | 8th Grade Graduation, Soda Spring, Idaho | 2003 | & Steven Robert Cox
97: Katie Mae Danielle Bagley | Papa Dick, you are always happy and have a smile on your face. We had such a great time when you came to Valdez, Alaska and we would go out on the Lulu Belle, and you helped us make a float for the parade. The Easter Egg Hunts at your house were the best ever. You would put money in some of the eggs, and take pictures of everyone. I think I get my love of photography from you! I have always loved your dogs, and enjoyed walking the dogs around the lake with you. When we got back to your house, there would be ICE CREAM! There are at least 4 kinds of ice cream in your freezer and you let us have as much as we want anytime we want! You held my hand when we would go on walks at the cabin, and you pushed me really high on the rope swing. We put together a tower puzzle at the cabin, and you made it really fun! I looked forward to Cousins Camp at the cabin every year, and how you would join in the water fights at the cabin! I love your jokes and great sense of humor. I appreciate your love and kindness in my life. You have a special place in my heart, and I am glad that you are my Grandpa. I love you, Papa Dick! Love, Katie Mae | 2006 | 1996
98: Kimberly Dianne Scow Riches | There are not words enough to express to you the tremendous love I have for you! What a shining example you have been to me over the years of unconditional love, kindness, support, and encouragement. It means so much to me that you have been so close to Victor and our children. We all adore you so much! | & Victor Wallis Riches | Love You! Kimberly | Happy Birthday, World's Greatest Dad! | It has been fun to travel with you, and I still remember the day in London (1987) when Ione went looking for Dorothy Riches who had gone on a walk, and you went looking for them both! We all had such a good laugh. Thank you for being the Best of the Best in every way!!!
99: Cruise | Victor Shane Justin Jon Brittany Quinton MacKenzie Hunter Trevor | & Katie Adelaide | & Nate | & Rana | Dear Dick, It has been an honor to be part of the Scow Family. You are a wonderful Father. The values and character traits you taught Kimberly have filled our home and been passed on to our children. Thank you for richly blessing our lives. We also greatly appreciate what an incredible Grandfather you are. All our children love you so much, and have been very close to you. I hope you have a very Happy Birthday! | Love, Victor
100: Victor Wallis Riches | Dear Dick, I hope you have a very Happy Birthday. You are an example to all of living a long and happy life. I hope I am lucky enough to enjoy such blessings. I look forward to seeing you again, especially at the Riches Family Dinners. With Love, Vic
101: Shane Emerson Riches | Adelaide Anneliese Riches | & Katherine Batchelor Riches | Dear Great Grandpapa Dick, Thank you for coming to my Birthday Parties! I always enjoy seeing you and Emily, and have such a nice time with you. The Science Museum was my favorite, and I am glad you got to have cake with me! I am so glad you are in my life, and it is wonderful to have such a nice Great Grandpa! Love, Adelaide | Dear Papa Dick, Thank you for being so supportive. We always enjoy seeing you at family gatherings, especially Adelaide's birthday parties. Happy Birthday! | Love. Shane & Katie
102: Justin Christopher Matthew Riches | Hello Papa Dick, I hope you have a wonderful 85th Birthday. I remember spending time with you up at your cabin, and really enjoyed Cousin's Camp. The Archery Range was my favorite activity, and I also reveled in fishing and the water balloon wars with the girls. It has always been fun visiting with you and catching up, and I look forward to the times I see you and Emily at Dinner. Thank you for the great example you are, and for the good times over the years. | With Love, Justin
103: Jonathan Matthew Riches | Happy Birthday! The years have really flown by, and your posterity has found itself all over the world at various times. I appreciate the support through my JAG travels, from Iraq to Guantanamo Bay. I have also appreciated the Lawyer Calendars you’ve given me, which have evoked much mirth and laughter. You are always so thoughtful, and are amazing at keeping track of all your grandchildren & great-grandchildren! | Dear Papa Dick, | Love, Jonathan
104: Brittany Elizabeth Ann Riches Preston | Happiest Birthday to you my dear Papa Dick! Words can't say how much I love you and what a special place you hold in my heart. You have always been one of my favorite people and I cherish all of the wonderful memories we have. Cousin's Camp was one of my favorite times each summer! I always wanted to have it twice a year. You were always so sweet to let me drive up to the cabin with you a few days early. We had the best times and you always saved me from the spiders! I also treasure all of the great memories from your house...riding on the boat, playing on the jungle gym, picking roses, and of course eating ice cream. Your house was always a party! One of my most precious memories with you though, was when you drove me to school every single day while we were moving to Mesa. You woke-up so early to come and get me and it was the highlight of my day listening to your stories about growing-up and your childhood memories. I adore this time I had with you! You have always been an amazing example to me and have kept me laughing with your great sense of humor! Thank you for being the best! I love you so very much! Brittany
105: Happy 85th Birthday Papa Dick! You are the most incredible Grandfather in this world! You are an amazing example and truly carry the Savior’s image in your countenance. I am forever grateful for how wonderful you have treated me. From the moment I became part of your family, you have accepted me as one of your own. Words cannot express how much it meant when you called after I returned home from Venezuela. You are always so thoughtful and caring! Thank you for teaching me so many wonderful life lessons that I can pass onto my children one day. I love you Papa Dick! Nate | Brittany & Nathaniel Blake Preston
106: Quinton David Michael Riches
107: Happy Birthday, Papa Dick! As I think back over the years, you have played such an important part in my life! You are so kind, loving, and dependable. You have taught me what is important by your example. I have enjoyed the times we have shared, from building matchbox racetracks, to playing on the monkeybars in your backyard while you grilled the best hamburgers I have ever had! My fondest memories include putting together coin collections, and going to the bank to get rolls of coins, hoping you and I could find the missing dates! Your devotion to your family is admirable, and I hope to have posterity as amazing as yours someday. Thank you for your support while I was on my mission in Taiwan. I enjoyed hearing from you and Emily, and could feel your love across the world. Thank you for all you do! I Love You! Quinton
108: MacKenzie Victoria Bliss Riches | Papa Dick, You are such an amazing example to me! You have always been such a good friend. You have always gone out of your way to support me in whatever I do, and I appreciate the time we have spent together. Cousins Camp holds so many great memories for me, especially when I was on Spider Patrol under the cabin with Melanie and Brittany! It was fun to spend time at the cabin with you, Ione, and the Cousins. You know how much I love animals, and have always been so nice to check in on me and my many pets over the years. Thank you for being the best Grandpa in the whole world! I Love You! ~MacKenzie
109: Hunter Brandon Riches | Dear Papa Dick, What a terrific Grandfather and Friend you are! It has been such a great adventure with you over the years. You introduced me to coin collecting in La Jolla, and I have continued ever since. I have enjoyed putting puzzles together with you, especially the photomosaic images when we had to look at each piece with a magnifying glass! My favorite memory is when you were holding me on the beach in California, and I was signaling to the pirates I was certain were lurking off the shore. You have always been so supportive and enthusiastic, attending my events and loving me. I cherish the times we have shared, and hope I grow up to be as incredible as you are! I Love You, Hunter
110: Trevor James Riches | Dearest Papa Dick, From the time I was born, you have been my favorite person! Every time I saw you, I would stretch my arms out for you to hold me. We share a special bond that few people in this life are lucky enough to have. I had extended hospital visits when I had my surgeries. My Mom held me 24 hours a day, and never put me down because I wouldn’t let her. But when you came to visit, I would jump right into your arms, happy and content to be with you. I love you so much, and have so many happy memories: Riding in the boat, Cousins Camp, coin collecting and working on my Scout Merit Badges, walking on the beach, dinner, Disneyland, Utah, Las Vegas, Picking Oranges, and spending lots of time together! I love you! Trevor
111: 1. Live Carefully Every Day 2. Pay close attention to church leaders and school teachers 3. Avoid Serious Accidents 4. Be Honest with your Fellowman...Liars have too much to remember. 5. Avoid Serious Illness 6. Attitude!!! 8. Love and respect your Fellowman 9. Remember there is good in all religions 10. Travel is so enlightening, inspiring, and educational. 11. Make the decision early in life to get a good education. | Advice to His Posterity August 2012
112: 2012 | I plan on scrapbooking the pictures from his 85th birthday here.
114: Papa's Favorites | Papa his a wonderful gardener. His roses are glorious every year! | Papa loves to pilot the boat and teach people to steer it! Being on the lake is so much fun! | 2000 | Everyone loves to dance with Papa. He loves to turn on the player piano and start dancing! On the cruise, he does a mean chicken dance! | Papa loves dogs! He loves to walk them, to play with them, and be with them. They are such great companions! | Papa and Ione loved to collect trunks and restore them. We are all blessed to receive one! | Dad has always loved his dogs, and been so good to them. His dogs are the luckiest in the world to have him as their Friend! Ione always joked that in the next life, she wanted to return as one of his Dogs. --Kimberly Riches Scow | Papa loves Bolo ties. He loves to collect Native American jewelry and art like Kachinas and rugs.
115: Papa said he got started collecting coins when Steven was doing the coin collecting merit badge. Most of the old coins were still in circulation then.. Steven would ride his bike down to trade coins. Papa started taking him and their love affair began! | As a newspaper boy for the Arizona Republic Newspaper, I delivered newspapers for two years. As I would sort the pennies and nickels, it somehow grew into putting the pennies into a slotted coin collection folder. Dad and I started doing this together, including sending me down to the bank to get rolls of pennies to sort through and take back. This grew into something of a passion, and Dad and I ended up collecting coins of all types and sizes of U.S. coins. It grew to the point where Dad assembled collections of state quarters for the grandchildren and great grandchildren and special coin collections for each of us four children. ---Steven Scow Sr. | 1994 | 2000 | Papa makes the best grilled hamburgers! We love his backyard parties when he cooks them! -Mandy Larson Heal | Richard loves history and Germany! He loves to record movies about WW II and he reads any books that he can about it! He loves to travel and go on cruises! | Papa loves to record movies, especially the classics! We all love to borrow them! He has a great check out system | Papa loves the cabin! | Papa has given penny and state quarter collections to all of his grandchildren and great grandchildren for Christmas