Sunday, May 17, 2009

The Map

I have actually had a few requests for this, so this week, I will be finishing the map. Well, at least one of the maps. A comprehensive map of the gravesites of the Apostles of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, not just the ones that are popular or easy to get to. I've got a very busy Memorial Day coming up, so this map is just the thing to get me in the mindset.

EDIT:
It is done. I have printed a bunch of copies and left them outside the cemetery office if you want a hardcopy. Just go to the east side of the building.

EDIT #2:
I will keep links to my maps in the links to the left so it will always be accessable.

Or click here for a digital copy. I have this map created for printing on legal-sized paper.

Note that this is version 1.1, so changes might be coming along at a later time. Happy hunting!

Orson F. Whitney

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Elder Orson F. Whitney seemed destined to serve in LDS Church leadership as he was a grandson of early church leaders Heber C. Kimball and Newel K. Whitney. As a young man of 22 years, Elder Whitney was called on a mission to proclaim the tenets of the LDS Church among the population of Pennsylvania. During his missionary labors, he had a dream where he witnessed the suffering in Gethsemane and crucifixion of Jesus Christ. This dream had a powerful effect on the young man. His discipleship was made sure at this time and he led a life of service to the Church and his fellow man.

As always, a wealth of information can be found at Grandpa Bill's G. A. Pages here.
















You can find the monument with this map.

Thanks to my friend Mike S., for helping me originally locating his marker. Mike is a relative of Elder Whitney.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Anna Lundahl Johnson

Anna Hansdatter Lundahl Johnson
30 September 1816 - 14 March 1866

Today is Mother's Day and I have a lot of mothers. Aside from the usual Mother's Day activities with my family, I thought I'd remember one of my other mothers. This is a small glimpse of the life of my great-great-great-great-grandmother. I quote from an account of the events from one of her great-granddaughters.

"Twice the Little Swedish Mother and her three daughters had been at the pier ready to board the vessel for America, and twice they had been forced to return to their home by a despotic man who once was the head of the family.

Par Johnson could have been a well respected husband and father, had it not been for the weakness he had for drinking to excess; on those occasions, which were becoming more and more frequent, he was a harsh and cruel companion in the home, bringing only misery and sorrow to the family. Anna Lundahl Johnson, the mother of these three daughters, had put forth to help him to be a better man, but to no avail, until finally she was forced to leave him and sue for a divorce.

The Johnson family lived near Malmo, Sweden; in the latter part of 1849, two Mormon Elders came to the home and when Anna heard the Gospel Message that they brought, she knew in her heart beyond a doubt that she had found the true word of God and soon thereafter she became a members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. She opened her doors to the Elders and Saints that they might hold meetings in her home. Par Johnson's anger knew no bounds because of these contacts with the Latter-day Saints; he had no use for the Mormon Elders nor the Church they represented. Par Johnson had no legal right to interfere in their lives; he had forfeited all claim to his family through his own conduct.

In 1855, Christena Johnson, the eldest daughter accepted the Gospel at the age of 13, having been converted by the teachers of Elder Nels Nelson (brother of the man she married a few years later).

Religious persecutions soon began; the Elders were banished or cast into prison, without even as much as a fair hearing; and those people who had befriended the Elders received a like punishment. Because of her kindness to the Mormon Missionaries, Anna Lundahl Johnson was cast into prison, where she was confined for 14 days on a diet of black bread and water. At the end of the 14 day period, her daughters--Christena, Hannah and Caroline (then aged 15, 9, and 5 years respectively) waited outside the prison gate for their mother, not knowing whether she would come to them alive or not, fearful lest her prison treatment might have caused her death. Anna's eyesight was partially impaired because of her long confinement in the dungeon cell; likewise her health was impaired because of her long lack of proper nourishment.

For the third time preparations were under way for a company of Saints to leave for America and Anna and her daughters again began to make their plans. This time they must be sure that Par Johnson did not discover their intentions. Friends helped them--first one of the daughters was taken to Denmark; a short time later, Anna and her youngest daughter, Caroline made their way to Denmark; Christena had been down to the board to see her mother and sister off. On her way back she met her father; of course she was asked what she was doing down there; Christena was employed at a clothing factory and made the excuse of an errand. Her father then asked where her mother was--she couldn't possibly tell him that her mother had gone to Denmark -- he would soon follow the family there, so she was obliged to tell him a falsehood, which troubled her conscience for a long time. She told him that her mother had gone to America--had left the week before. A few days later, Christena and this family of friends joined Anna and her daughters in Denmark. The united family came to America on the sailing vessel "Monarch of the Sea."

Two whole months on the sea, through fair and foul weather. At the end of that long and perilous journey--exhausted and bewildered, they reached the shores of America; their journey led them to Florence, Nebraska, on the Missouri River. Upon arrival at that point, the journey over land across the plains began. And here the Johnson family found themselves like others of the company, without accommodations over and across the long dreary miles to Salt Lake City. So it was that Christena and her mother and two daughters walked the entire distance across the plains, or most of it."

by Meltrude Hunsaker Stohl 1954


Grandmother Anna and her daughters Christena, Hannah and Caroline walked across the plains to the Salt Lake Valley. Anna married a man named Peterson and settled in Sanpete County. She died a few years later and was buried in a paupers lot in the Salt Lake City Cemetery.

I am so grateful to my grandmother Annie and her daughters for suffering hardship and persecution and martyrdom for the faith that they knew was true.




Friday, April 10, 2009

The Blog rolls on.

You read that right.

I have the internet up and running again, as well as some insomnia, so I completed my entry for Alexander Neibaur as well as posting an entry for Gordon B. Hinkley.

So you get more now and more to come.



And spring is here so the weather is ideal to get out there and see what you can discover.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Maps and Legends

I've hit a snag. Or two.

I have been toiling away at putting together a map of this whole project. And that is hard, as I want to use a map of my own creation. Cartography isn't as easy as it looks. The funny thing is, I have already made my own maps of other cemeteries, like Murray, Wasatch and even Clarkston, but the SLC cemetery just isn't coming out the way I want it.

Oh, well. Back to the drawing board. Literally.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Gordon Bitner Hinkley

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What can be said about Gordon B. Hinkley? The 15th President of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, President Hinkley was beloved by millions of people across the globe. His influence among Mormons and non-Mormons alike is a testament to the character and beliefs of this great man.

Normally, I'd include a brief biological sketch of this great man, but I will defer the reader to Grandpa Bill's General Authority website.

Instead, I'd prefer to honor the man by including a bit of his testimony of his Lord and Savior.

"Jesus was in very deed the great Jehovah of the Old Testament, who left His Father’s royal courts on high and condescended to come to earth as a babe born in the most humble of circumstances. His birth was foretold centuries earlier by Isaiah, who declared prophetically, “For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace” (Isa. 9:6).

This Jesus Christ of whom we solemnly testify is, as John the Revelator declared, “the faithful witness, and the first begotten of the dead, and the prince of the kings of the earth.” He “loved us, and washed us from our sins in his own blood, and hath made us kings and priests unto God and his Father; to him be glory and dominion for ever and ever” (Rev. 1:5–6)."
(Gordon B. Hinckley, “A Testimony of the Son of God,” Ensign, Dec 2002, 2–5)



















President Hinkley is buried with his wife, Marjorie.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Alexander Neibaur

Alexander Neibaur was the first Jewish man to join the newly founded LDS faith and became a good friend of the Prophet Joseph Smith. He even assisted in teaching Hebrew to the young Prophet. Neibaur reportedly wrote one of the eight early published accounts of Joseph Smith's First Vision of the Father and the Son.

A firm believer in the Prophet, Neibaur wrote the following lamentation on the martyrdom of the Prophet.
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All this heaviness has reached us;
Can any one ne formed to declare
What has befallen us?
All this we bear, and the name of our God
We will not forget, nor deny,
The 'Hebrews' God' he is called,
Thou art clothed with righteousness,
But we are vile.
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(History of the Church, Volume 7, p. 192)

Neibaur also composed the hymn "Come Thou Glorious Day of Promise".

Neibaur's daughter Rebecca married prominent LDS author Charles W. Nibley. This makes Neibaur the great-grandfather of famous LDS scholar Hugh W. Nibley.


















Alexander Neibaur is buried in H-3 in the Salt Lake City Cemetery, just east of the offices.

For more information, see his Find A Grave memorial as well as his Wikipedia entry.