OBITUARY: Name: Hettie Jane Call Knight
Event Type: Obituary
Event Date: 02 Jan 1970
Event Place: Utah, United States
Relationship to Deceased: Deceased
Birth Date: 03 Jun 1886
Birthplace: Farmington, , Utah
Death Date: 27 Dec
Death Place: Utah
Newspaper: "Davis County Clipper, 1967-1971"
Spouse and Children
Ezra Leroy Sainsbury Husband Male
Peter A Wilson Husband Male
Charles L Knight Husband Male
Dora Turley Daughter Female
Amelia Homer Daughter Female
Irene Johnson Daughter Female
N Leroy Sainsbury Son Male
Israel C Wilson Son Male
Master Sergeant Willis L Wilson Son Male
Parents and Siblings
Israel Call Father Male
Medora White Call Mother Female
Lydia Hancock Sister Female
Vosco Call Brother Male
Schulyer Call Brother Male
Ambrose Call Brother Male
Willard W Call Brother Male
Harvey G Turley Son-in-Law Male
Norman W Homer Son-in-Law Male
Dick Johnson Son-in-Law Male
Clarence Hancock Brother-in-Law Male
Dan Sainsbury Grandson Male
Roger Johnson Grandson Male
Jerry Sainsbury Grandson Male
Kerry Richards Grandson Male
Jay Turley Grandson Male
Others on Record
Bishop Lee D Eaton Non-Relative Unknown
Otis Call Other Relative Male
Janae Mann Non-Relative Unknown
Dale D Mann Non-Relative. Unknown
Beatrice Mabey Non-Relative. Female
Jo Beth Bradley Non-Relative. Unknown
Helen Wood Non-Relative. Female
Bishop Melvel C Owen Non-Relative. Unknown
President Henry E Petersen Non-Relative. Unknown
Nelsen Bangerter Non-Relative. Unknown
Evelyn Parry Non-Relative. Female
Raymon Willey Non-Relative. Male
Norman W Homer Non-Relative. Unknown
Citing this Record:
"Utah, Obituaries from Utah Newspapers, 1850-2005," index, FamilySearch (https://familysearch.org/pal:/MM9.1.1/QVSF-JLW8 : accessed 25 February 2015), Hettie Jane Call Knight, 02 Jan 1970; citing "Davis County Clipper, 1967-1971", The University of Utah. J. Willard Marriott Library, Salt Lake City.
Davis County Clipper, 2 January 1970
Funeral services were held for Hettie Jane Call Knight, 83, of 260 West Fourth North, Bountiful, on Tuesday, Dec. 30. Mrs. Call died of a coronary occlusion in the South Davis Community Hospital on Saturday, Dec. 27. She was born on June 3, 1886 in Farmington, Utah, a daughter of Israel and Medora White Call. She married Ezra Leroy Sainsbury on Nov. 21, 1906 in the Salt Lake LDS Temple. He died March 15, 1911. Married Peter A. Wilson on April 4, 1921 in the Salt Lake LDS Temple and he died Feb. 9, 1942. In 1948 she married Charles L. Knight in the Salt Lake LDS Temple, he died Nov. 16, 1951. A member of the Bountiful 5th LDS Ward, Relief Society visiting teacher for 65 years and primary and Sunday School Teacher. She was also a member of the Singing Mothers. She is survived by three daughters and three sons, Mrs. Harvey G. (Dora) Turley, Joseph City, Arizona; Mrs. Norman W. (Amelia) Homer, Bountiful; Mrs. Dick (Irene) Johnson of Tooele, Utah; N. Leroy Sainsbury of Vallejo, Calif.; Israel C. Wilson of Clearfield; MSgt. Wilson of Duluth, Minn. Also surviving her are 23 grandchildren and 33 great-grandchildren; four brothers and one sister, Mrs. Clarence (Lydia) Hancock of Mesa, Arizona; Schulyer Call, Murray; Ambrose Call, Orem and Willard W. Call, Ogden. Also five step children. Interment in the Bountiful cemetery. Funeral services under direction of Union mortuary. Funeral services were held in the Bountiful Fifth LDS Ward with Bishop Lee D. Eaton conducting. Family prayer at the mortuary by Otis Call. Prelude and postlude music at services played by Janae Mann; invocation by Dale D. Mann; personal history by Beatrice Mabey, Vocal solo by Jo Beth Bradley, “The Lords Prayer”, accompanied by Helen Wood. Speakers were Bishop Melvel C. Owen and Pres. Henry E. Petersen; Vocal solo by Neslen Bangerter, “Lay My Head Beneath The Rose”, accompanied by Geraldine Bangerter. Musical selection by Bountiful Fifth Ward Singing Mothers, “Abide With Me”, directed by Evelyn Parry. Benediction by Raymon Willey. Interment in the Bountiful Memorial Park with dedication of the grave by Norman W. Homer. Pallbearers were grandsons of Mrs. Knight. Dan Sainsbury, Roger Johnson, Jerry Sainsbury, Kerry Richards and Jay Turley. Honorary pallbearers, Bountiful Fifth Ward High Priest Group. Floral offerings cared for by the Bountiful Fifth Ward Relief Society.
BURIAL: Name: Hettie Jane Call Wilson
Maiden Name: Call
Event Type: Burial
Event Date: 1969
Event Place: Bountiful, Davis, Utah, United States of America
Photograph Included: Y
Birth Date: 03 Jun 1886
Death Date: 27 Dec 1969
Affiliate Record Identifier: 76743877
Cemetery: Bountiful Memorial Park
Citing this Record:
"Find A Grave Index," database, FamilySearch (https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:QV2T-YLSY : 11 July 2016), Hettie Jane Call Wilson, 1969; Burial, Bountiful, Davis, Utah, United States of America, Bountiful Memorial Park; citing record ID 76743877, Find a Grave, http://www.findagrave.com.
BIOGRAPHY: I, Hettie Jane Call, Sainsbury, Wilson, Knight, am writing my history for my family, my father's and mother's family, as well as for the benefit of my children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren, and those who follow them.
I was the seventh child of Israel and Medora White Call. Born 3 June 1886, in Farmington, Davis County, Utah. When their oldest son, Israel was 4 of 5 months old, they were called to go to Arizona to colonize. They settled in a little town called Sunset. Five children were born to them the ten years they were down there. Their little community was called and instructed to live the United Order with Lot Smith as president. When Lot Smith was shot by some Indians, north of their settlement, that broke up the community. Since mother had lost her eyesight, they were released to come back home. So, with their six children, they came back to Utah to their previous home in Bountiful, near grandfather Call's place (Anson Call). Mother was pregnant, but Father had to go back and settle things in Arizona, so that left mother alone. Grandfather White came and took her to his home in Farmington and that is where I was born, on the third day of June, 1886. Grandfather's home, where I was born, is still standing, at this writing, (about 1965).
Most of my childhood was spent in Farmington helping my grandmother. Grandmother White was fat and it was hard for her to get around. It was handy for her to have a little girl around to run and do things for her. It was lonesome for me, for I loved my little brothers
I was living in Farmington when I became eight years old. It had been a custom for the children to be baptized on their eighth birthday. I was feeling quite bad and left out when I didn't get to have this done. However, on the first of July, Father came to get me and he said, "I am taking you home to be baptized. We couldn't do it on your birthday, so we will do it on my birthday, and you can always remember that you were baptized on my birthday." I felt highly honored.
So, on 2 July 1894, David Mabey and I were taken down to Baskins Pond (which Baskins had made to water his stock), and we were baptized. Uncle David Call baptized us and father confirmed me. (David Call was father's brother). Father had a one seated horse cart. Mother had a large Navajo blanket which father wrapped around David and me and brought us home. I never did care for David Mabey; we went in different crowds; he wasn't a good dancer and that we my main fun.
I used to stay with Grandmother White a lot in the summer time. I was a "Tom-Boy" when I was a little girl...Grandfather White had a large apple orchard. A big wind came up one day and blew the apples off the trees. Grandma said if I would peel them and dry them, I could have them. So I dried a big seamless sack full and took them home when Father came for me. I asked Mother to take them to the store and get me a dress, a pair of shoes, a hat and stockings. She brought them all hoe with her for me. We all loved dried apples pie and ate lots of pie and dried apples all winter long. One day I said, "Mother, where did you get all those dried apples we have been eating all winter?" She said, "You gave them to us. I hope you don't think I would sell those lovely dried apples. They were too good." I didn't care, but I wondered about all those clothes she had bought for me.
When I was a young girl at home, I used to think I could do everything my brothers would do. I used to hitch up a horse or buggy fast as anyone could. My brother John and I had a race one day and Chet timed us. I beat John bridling up Black Bess by one half second.
One summer our mutual had an outing at Lagoon. Our stake took in all the people from Roy to Bountiful. They had a contest to see which lady could harness a horse, hitch it to a buggy and drive it over the line first. I won the race and Aunt Ethelyn White came in second. So, they made us trade horses and try again. Aunt Ethelyn's horse was bigger and harder to harness, but I beat her and won a pair of patent leather shoes. We had a game called "Tippy" which was very popular and played more than marbles and ball. Since I was a "Tom-Boy", I could play that as well as any one, only I couldn't jump as far as the boys. I could jump father than Ambrose, but Chester and Schuyler had longer legs and could jump farther, but I could knock that tippy as far as they could.
When I was a young girl, we used to spend Sundays, after Church, visiting our friends and wouldn't think anything of walking to a girl friend's place in South Bountiful or Chase Park in Centerville. Father was very strict. He never would let me use any kind of powder on my face. One day a girl friend came and had supper with us, then we would go to the dance that night. She brought some new kind of powder with her, so after supper and the dishes were over, I took a lamp and went into the bedroom to get ready. I had a new dress and used some of my friend's powder. I thought I looked quite nice. When I came out of the bedroom and father saw me, he took me to where he had just emptied the flour bin that day and took those empty sacks and rubbed them in my face, my hair, and all over my new dress. I cried like my heart would break, but my friends urged me to put on another dress. I fixed myself up as good as I could, but I didn't have a good time that night. In going out, I was sure of a partner for my brother, Chester,was just older than I was and would always take me to the parties, dances, and entertainment. If ever I danced with a boy who wasn't just right, Chester would always have the next dance with me and he would tell me not to dance with that boy again. All my brothers were protective of me and sometimes it was too much of a good thing. But I love them now and forgive them for it.
I had a lot of boy friends. I was going with My friend, Alice Hess, introduced me to Ezra LeRoy Sainsbury. He had a team of dark brown horses and a one-seated buggy and I felt so good being with him. He took me to Lewiston to Addie's place and I planned to stay one week, but stayed for two. Roy came down that fall for October Conference. Mother and father liked him, in fact, everybody did. We went together for 1 1/2 years and were married in the Salt Lake Temple November 21, 1906. We lived the first year in a rented house in Bear River and moved the next year to a little house on the farm he was buying in Fielding, Utah. He was very good to me. We worked together like partners. He did all he could for me, and I did all I could for him. I loved him very much, and he was a father to be proud of. While we were living on the Bear River once I led our only cow to the river to get a drink. The cow decided it wanted to go out farther in the river and it lost footing and was swept into a whirlpool. Since we were depending upon that cow for food, I had to get it out, so I ran and got a rope from the house and sure prayed hard I could get her. And my prayer must have been heard because when I threw the rope, it landed around the cow's horns. But the cow wasn't able to help because the whirlpool kept her from touching bottom and pulled hard. I held on and kept crying and praying. A man came along the road and heard the crying and helped get the cow out. I threw my arms around that wet cow's neck and hugged and patted it, and, of course, cried.
We had three lovely children born to us: Dora, LeRoy and Arland. During the winter Roy would go away and find work. The winter Arland was born, Roy got a job as a night watchman on a dam on the Bear River. I was on 15 March 1911. He was trying to raise a head gate and was struck by the force of it being raised and fell into the river. They found his body two days later. When they came and told me he was missing, I cannot express the grief I felt. After the funeral, father asked me to come home with him. He gave me a piece of land, and with Roy's insurance money, built a little home where I am still living. To support my family I took in washing and worked one year at the salt factory near Saltair. I took a "Nurse Course' offered by the Relief Society and became an obstetrical nurse helping a doctor and a midwife and taking care of the mother, new baby and their family for 10 days or two weeks. Of course, I had to ask someone to tend my children. Amy, Vince's wife, tended them some of the time. I was a widow for ten years. I met Peter Adshead Wilson in 1919 when he came down from Cowley, Wyoming, where he lived neighbors to Vasco and Schuyler. He had been called on a mission and when he came home two years later, we were married on 4 April 1921. We had four children: Israel, Willis, Amelia, and Irene. The year we got married we moved to Gooding, Idaho, where Pete raised sheep. It was so hot and dry there that we came back to Bountiful where Pete worked for a butcher. He couldn't stand the inhuman way the animals were treated so we worked with his team and wagon when he could. Pete was always a good gardener and planted a lot of fruit trees which helped with the family food. He worked very hard and was one of the most honest men I have ever met. I was very sad when he died of a stroke on 9 February 1942, at age 65. This was the time of WWII and I got a job working at Hill Field (Air Force) sweeping and cleaning offices which I did all during the war. Then I went to work at the Church Cannery on Welfare Square in Salt Lake City. There were lots of widows and widowers working down there and their only pay was in foods produced. I met a man who was very sweet to me and on 15 October 1948, I married Charles LeRoy Knight. We lived together for three happy years when he had a heart attack and died.
Since that time I have tended other people's children. I have been in some lovely homes and cared for some lovely children, many of them call be Grandma.
I am proud of my children; they have accomplished a great deal in their lives.
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