It is quite difficult for me to remember much about my grandparents, even though we lived neighbors to them for several years.

They returned from living in Canada in about 1915, and moved into a house at 2019 McClelland Street. Uncle Rex and his family lived at 2023, and we lived at 2027 McClelland.

During the first World War, as I remember, we had a war garden that covered the back of all of these lots. It was a real success, and produced many vegetables which were used by all of us, and many of our neighbors. I can remember when he, Grandma, and our parents, and even we kids, got out into the garden to cultivate it. We also grew rabbits, which produced some of the meat that we ate.

For years, Grandpa worked for the Salt Lake Board of Education as a night watchman in the big school warehouse which was, I think, located on West Temple between 2nd and 3rd South. I remember going down there with him at times and walking with him as he went through the different buildings punching the time clocks. He used to ride the streetcar to work, and would buy a weekly pass, which he would give to me on Saturday night so I could use it to ride the streetcar down to the Bluebird Dance Hall. That saved me a dime, which was a large sum to me in those days.

He was a born entertainer, and took part In many plays and entertainments put on in our ward and in other gatherings. When he worked at Walker's Department Store he would play Santa at Christmas time. We kids would go downtown and watch as Santa supposedly landed his sleigh on the roof of the store and would wave from there, and then go down into the store to greet the children.

one of his acts that I remember was called "Dr. Puff-Stuff". He would dress in a long coat and high hat, and would pretend to heal people with his patent medicines. It used to seem real to us kids, and was fun for everyone.

Grandma Walton was a wonderful cook, and really used to love cooking and baking pies. She was a large woman, so I suppose she liked her own cooking. We would all gather at her house for special occasions and eat her good food. She had a big heart, and a big coin purse which held lots of pennies which she would dole out to us kids so we could run around the corner to the store and buy goodies.

In 1930, Grandma passed away, and Grandpa stayed with us for a while. He went to California to visit his family there, and became ill. Dad went down and brought him home. He underwent surgery, but did not recover, and passed away in May of 1931, one year after the death of his wife.

I will always remember these grandparents of ours as good, hardworking people who enjoyed life, and loved their family.