Virginia, their granddaughter JES, their dog Tressa and Dad 1979
My Dad's autobiography
Edits by Sherry, corrections and additions. I left out the names of the living and those who I could not get permission to add their names.
Dad wrote his autobiography in 1979. It ended there and I added on the years between 1979 and 2001 when he passed away. I will add more when I find it. I am going through all the files that my Mom wrote about herself and the family. I will be adding the stories as I edit them. Mostly spelling corrections and clarifications. I will add more photos as well. Later I will do a page on Mom,Virginia as well as Dad's parents.
Here is Dad's story in his own words:
JOHN EVERETT SMITH - 1979
My Father is Walter Adelbert Smith. He was born in Minnesota 1889 and passed away in 1956.
My Mother is Nellie Emeline Boone. She was born in Illinois in 1891 and passed away in 1967.
They married and had a farm in Saco, Montana.
They moved to Stockton, California and back to Montana then back to Stockton, California.
The girls were born in Montana and the boys were born in California except the last in San Francisco in 1934.
I have 11 brothers and sisters.
I was the seventh child.
1. Margaret Smith 1909 - 1989
2. Earl H Smith 1911 - 1986
3. Velma Smith 1913 - 1969
4. Laura Smith 1916 - 2002
5. Martha Smith 1918 - 1965
6. Walter A Smith 1921 - 1988
7. John Everett Smith [me] 1924 - 2001
8. Warren E Smith 1926 - 1979
9. William H Smith 1930 - 2008
William had a twin who died after he was born the same day as William.
10. Shirley Smith 1934 - 1982
11. Carolyn Smith [daughter of Velma raised by the Smith's as their adopted daughter] 1939 - 1983
I was born in Stockton, San Joaquin, California on May 5th 1924.
Before I was born, a next door neighbor friend of Mothers, a very religious lady said she had a vision and was told that Mother would have a boy and his name should be John.
Thus my name.
As far as I can remember I have always been very quiet and shy.
I have a good knowledge of what is going on, but I don't think things are important enough to make a great deal about them.
I have always been concerned about my family for their health and want the best for them, but I don't think that should be a priority of life.
I remember going to church with my parents and remember a few times, I sat singing and crying. That is I felt spiritual.
At the earliest I remember I can remember I played at the brickyard, and by the railroad that went by our home.
I remember little things I did, like selling melons & fruit door to door.
At the earliest, watching the fruit trains going by.
Remembering my brother-in-law Herb Falk who was a Western Union delivery boy. He came over on his bicycle to visit my sister, Laura.
I remember playing in my Father's old car parked in back of the bungalow Mom and Dad rented out.
My brothers, Warren and Billie and I played in it, until I checked to see if there was gas in the tank "with a match". The car blew up, blacked my face, blew Billie and Warren thru the canvas roof. Everyone came running to see what happened. We got all shook up, but no one hurt, but I did get a talking to.
I remember going barefoot and my feet were tough with thick calluses, and we walked on the asphalt which melted as we walked on it in Stockton.
There is another story Dad told me about that same car. They crashed it somehow as Dad was sitting on the edge half in and half out of the car. They had taken a torch and cut off the roof and sides to make it a "convertible." It still had raw edges.
Dad said that in the crash his groin/bag was cut. He never told his Mom or Dad and never had stitches or help. Decades later the Dr asked Dad if he had an operation in the bag area and Dad told him what happened. The Dr shook his head in amazement. It was a wonder that Dad and Mom had the two of us kids!
I remember moving to San Francisco and I missed walking thru the brickyard. We walked barefoot on the piles of glass that were used in making bricks.
We had moved to San Francisco in the summer, all our belongings piled in, on and around the car. It was after 1930 and before 1934 when the last daughter was born.]
About half way to San Francisco we had a flat tire, and at that time tires and wheels were much different. They had a wheel, tire, tube, and a rim that held the tire on the wheel. Anyhow the tire, wheel, tube and rim all went in different directions, I helped Dad go down the road to find the parts.
The Crystal Plunge in San Francisco opened in 1924 - Photo in 1954
Process of Demolition at the Crystal Plunge 1958
I loved swimming at Crystal Plunge in San Francisco. I swam as long as I could, all day, until I got so hungry I had to go home and eat. But I think I would rather swim that eat.
We had a neighbor in San Francisco that made wine, and always had grapes delivered to the garage. We ate as much as we wanted. The man was Italian and used to tell Billie -- "Willie go home and feed the cat." We, all of the Brothers used to tell Bill that.
We played on the grounds that they had Sham Battles on at Hunters Point. That was before the 2nd World War.
We would always go up on the hill and look down on the bay to see the Navy fleet in the bay.
I went to school at Hillcrest, on Silver Ave. We always had classes out in the sun or under the trees. I remember the good times I had there.
Mom and Dad moved a lot. I went to many different schools.
I remember we moved to Rondell Place in S. F. where I went to Marshall school most of my school years. [As soon as the landlords found out how many kids there were 6 -11, they could not abide that, so they were asked to move. The same happened to my Mom's parents with 8 daughters.]
It was there, in San Francisco, I worked selling papers then ride the back of the Street Cars called the "cow catcher" home.
Street-Car in San Francisco
with the "Cow Catcher attachment"
I would stop for a soda, or a banana split or some kind of a treat for me. Then take the rest of my money home and give it to Mother.
Sometimes I would go to the bakery and buy a sack of bread for 50 cents.
Bread and sugar with water dripped on it was a treat. That was depression times in the 1930's.
Things were not good in the city. But I never had it so good. I always had a good time. So I never knew how bad things were.
I graduated from Marshall and went to Everett Jr. High.
Everett Junior High SchoolWhen I was at Everett Jr. High School, I was "an all around athlete", baseball, and track. I was the only high jumper on the team, and I could jump 5'11".
In 1937, at the all city track meet I came in second place. I was beaten by a short negro guy, he jumped 6'1". A record for Jr High School at that time.
I used to go swimming every day after school with my friends, Johnny & Frank Garcia. Frank had a super build, everyone called him Tarzan.
At the Mariposa Boat Club, we went just about every day after school. We went swimming at the foot of 16th St. in San Francisco.
We loved to swim and many times swam to the middle of the bay, then back. The crew feed us beans on french bread.
We would dive off of the ships and piers. One day I dove off the mast of the oil tanker ship, "Oil Linda" was her name, into the water, where I just missed a piling jetting up in the water.
Mariposa Boat Club Hunters Point San Francisco
That scared me enough not to want to dive into the bay anymore.
On weekends we started going to Flyshackers Pool at the beach. [There was also a diving pool measuring 50 ft (15 meters) square and 14 ft (4.3 meters) deep and a two tiered diving tower.]
We drove there, it was safe, we swam from one end to the other all day.
Flyshackers Pool Two Tiered Diving tower
We would swim and dive for money. One time when we were there I met Johnny Weissmuller. He was there for a swim meet. I swam along side of him from one end to the other, many times. Johnny Weissmuller was famous for portraying Tarzan in a dozen movies.
Dr. Sammy Lee(1) once asked me if I would like to join his diving club and be in the Olympics.
The war* started and they canceled the Olympics where I would have swam and did high diving.
I graduated from Everett Jr. high.
[(1) Two time Olympic Diver Gold Medalist Dr. Sammy Lee]
[*The 1940 Summer Olympics, officially known as the Games of the XII Olympiad and originally scheduled to be held from 21 September to 6 October 1940, in Tokyo, Japan, were canceled due to the outbreak of World War II [September 1, 1939]
I went to Mission high, where I was in R.O.T.C. and dropped out of sports.
There was a time when the family lived on Dolores street.
Mom and Dad belonged to the Sons of the Union Veterans of the Civil War [AKA Grand Army of the Republic]
My brothers Earl, Warren & Billie and I belonged too to make Mom and Dad happy.
I was Color Guard and held to office of Charity.
The Grand Army of the Republic, often referred to as the G.A.R., was founded at Decatur, Illinois on April 6, 1866. Dr. Benjamin Franklin Stephenson founded the organization on the three cardinal principles of Fraternity, Charity, and Loyalty and these principles guided the G.A.R. throughout its existence.
I had to learn a speech for that office. Which I remembered for a while but forgot it now.
When I went into the Service they made me Commander in The Sons of The Union Veterans of the Civil War [GAR.]
When I returned home I was set apart then released. Then they awarded me the Past Commanders Medal.
John's Mother, Nellie on the right she was President of the The Ladies of the G.A.R. of the Local Pacific GAR
Nellie Emeline (Boone) Smith
(1891-1967)Residence: San Francisco, California
Earl remained active while Warren and Bill dropped out. After a while Earl and I dropped out.
Then my Dad was made Commander in Chief of all over the World. A great honor for him and I am very proud of that fact.
He was a very great man.
Commander of the Department of California and Pacific GAR
President for the year 1947
Walter Adelbert Smith
Residence: San Francisco, California
Ancestor(s):Daniel Reigle — 10th Minnesota Infantry in the Civil War
Dad in the center with the office of Charity at one of the GAR meetings
I dropped out of school and went to work in the shipyards.
I worked in Oakland, I passed the carpenters test and started with full shipwright pay.
Made very good money, gave it to Mother. I had just enough to buy clothes and a few shows.
I worked there until I was drafted.
I was put in the Army Air Corps. It was changed to the U.S. Air Force when I was in. Service Start Date: 30 Jan 1943 age 18 1/2.
I was given an aptitude test and they found I was fit to be a radio operator.
Where they sent me to Biloxi, Mississippi for basic training, ugh!
I did my basic training at Keesler Field, Biloxi, Mississippi. then to Scott Field Air Force Base, Illinois, where I went to radio school.
Learned morse code and how to take a radio apart, repair it and put it back together.
Then from radio school to gunnery school where I learned to shoot 50 caliber machine guns.
I never got anymore training in war games.
The Missouri river flooded the land and the service men were ask to help by sandbagging the river.
I helped in the floods on the Missouri river and worked in water up to my armpits.
I wonder where this was as he was further away from the Missouri river whereas he was very close to the Mississippi river in St Louis... I had heard it was the Mississippi river as a child and on up. So perhaps when Mom transcribed her notes she wrote Missouri rather than Mississippi...???
It was there I got pneumonia and went to the hospital.
In the hospital I got Rheumatic fever.
I helped there when I was well enough.
I helped the nurses make cakes and cookies. I cooked the eggs for breakfast and helped the nurses with temperatures and took pulses.
I also thought that was good duty.
I was examined to see if I was fit enough to go back to school.
The Doctors found I had heart trouble [damage] and an enlarged heart. I was told I was to be discharged.
1944 Back row Margaret, Earl, Carolyn, Martha, and Grandpa Walter
Front row Grandma Nellie, Shirley, Billy and the Dog Smokie - on 22nd Street GrandPa and Grandma's house
I got a medical discharge with a disability pension and a "ruptured duck" pin. [I will find the discharge date but I think it was in 1944.]
I was glad. Then I was sad. I would miss all of my buddies and I would not get to fly or fight in the war.
I went home. My family was glad to see me home.
I just hung around the house, then after a while I became upset with them, they were not the same, doing things that I know they were trained not to do. But Mom let them do whatever they wanted to do.
I guess I should not talk or complain because I did the same. I drank a lot, spent too much time in the clubs and bars. Saw too many women.
I went to see my sister Martha, where I met a neighbor girl.
I went out with her, and I was engaged to her but I believe that it was just expected of me, I thought I loved her. On New Years eve, she said she met someone else. She gave me back my ring. I threw it away.
I worked in a gas station as a manager.
I was very sad for about month. When my life changed.
I met a beautiful girl. She lived right under my nose. Around the corner. Loved her right away.
I remember thinking when I seen her with her little sisters, she would be a great mother. Virginia was her name.
I was at home one day she came over to see my adopted sister, Carolyn [his niece.] I saw her, fell in love with her, felt like I couldn't keep my hands off of her.
She asked me, to take her on a date. Well she can fill in the rest. [Sherry: Mom said she wanted to go to her sisters party. They said she had to have a date. So the only one she could think of was John. He said yes, they showed up to the party where the sisters jaws dropped. She laughed at them and Mom and Dad had their first date that evening.]
We were just meant for each other.
Virginia and I picked a date for marriage - May 12, 1946.
We were married at my parents home. Invited all of our friends, had a reception at a hall on 24th St. We left early, did nothing, too many people listening at the door.
Mom was pregnant with Mike
We lived in a room on Dolores Street, Mrs Clancys.
Virginia worked at The Pacific Bell Telephone Company.
in front of the Smith's 22nd street house
first color photo
I worked at Bekins Van & Storage Company.
We would have to meet coming and going.
We had different working hours, but our sleeping hours were nearly the same. Those were good years.
We moved from place to place until Virginia had the brains to want to buy an old house and fix it up. We bought my sister Margaret's place after her husband Jack died. She could not pay for it, would lose it, so we got it, cheap, well cheap enough. 
We had to have a home. We had a baby, Mike and Sherry coming on.
We lived there under some pretty hard times. Mostly I was not a good husband and father. I wanted to drink too much. I don't even want to think of those times.
John and Mike 1949
1950 John and Sherry
22nd Street house in December 1951
Dad with Mike and Sherry in Mom's Homemade Halloween Costumes - 1953 at 22nd Street
[Ha! I get the black hat!]
I have always been true to Virginia but I did give her a lot to doubt me. She stuck with it. And I have to give her all the credit for making our marriage last. My drinking nearly ruined my life and hers and the kids too. Well, we sold the home on 22nd St. and bought Hill St 1959.
I still had a problem with drinking, smoking. I always thought I was justified with drinking & smoking.
I was the foreman at Bekins, had to buy materials from salesmen and most of the dealings were at the bar.
Things were still bad, but getting better.
I know the change was when I just happened to be home when the full time missionaries came over.
Brother Leon & Sister Mabel Liddell.
I did take the lessons. Virginia said I already knew the answers, that going there the lessons was just a formality.
I consented to be baptized, They asked me when, I said next Saturday. They didn't think I meant it, because I had to quit smoking, drinking alcohol and drinking coffee.
Well I did it and I never ever had a smoke or a drink again or drink coffee. [There is a story about this he wrote and I will add it in here when I find it.]
I was baptized July 5, 1961.
I was reborn. I know it and I am glad.
Life was great for me in the LDS Church.
I was baptized into a working Ward, Mission Ward in San Francisco.
Even the Bishopric had workers names, Bishop Barber, 1st Counselor Bro. Painter, 2nd Counselor, Bro. Carpenter!
I was very shy, but not in the way most people are.
I was, most of my life a truck driver and I had used truck driver language. Being in the church and just thinking of speaking to anyone, made me keep on guard not to use the language that I used for 30 years.
I have always sat in the last row and most people knew me as the man that sits in the last row or Mike and Sherry's father.
It was didn't go on like I wanted it too. Bishop Barber kept asking me to give the benediction or the invocation and I kept saying no. I was not ready yet.
That keep me happy, until one Sunday evening I was sitting in my usual back seat, in the corner in a most inspiring Sacrament Meeting when Bishop Barber just said "...and Bro. John Smith will give the benediction."
I felt like running away but I just sat there in a cold sweat and when it was time I was numb. My mind was blank and I felt that I was walking up to the podium a foot above the floor. When I got to the podium I just stood there looking at the congregation about 1 minute.
I supposed that was the longest minute Mission Ward ever had. I gave the prayer, somehow, and I have no idea what I said.
But after the meeting just about every member of the ward came to me and said that was the most moving prayer they have heard in years. I still don't know what I said.
But I think if Bishop Barber hadn't called me I may not have been here today. After that I accepted many different positions in the church.
Upper Briar house in 2008
Close up of the house on Upper Briar
We moved to Marin in 1963:
We moved to marvelous Marin to a nice home in Kentfield.
I was in Greenbrae Ward, Secretary of the Elders Quorum, San Rafael Ward, Secretary of Elders Quorum.
I remember when in the Quorum I found people that were going to buy or lease cars. I sent them to Alex Logan, a car dealer, he was in the Elders Quorum Presidency He gave $100.00 to the Quorum for every car they sold and $50.00 for every leased car and I sent many and sold many.
It was not long before the Bishop Stevenson (now President) put me to work as Ward Clerk.
And after Bishop Leininger ( President) kept me busy in Quorum work I feel good doing this work in the church.
Bishop Stevenson, nor Bishop Leininger couldn't ever get me to give the benediction or invocation.
I kept telling them I'm not ready but Bishop Leininger called me one evening to bring Virginia and come over to his home.
Dr C Ray Leininger in 1960
[Bishop and Stake President]
I thought, "Oh, Oh, now what did I do?"
I got Virginia and went to the Bishops home. He brought us in to his little office, sat us down, was working on some papers, left us sitting there for a moment, I was about to die.
Then he turned to us and said, John - Virginia, I would like to see you married in the Temple. Again I was frightened, after all, we were already married why the Temple?
Then he commenced to tell us of all that we would gain by going to the Temple.
To be married for time and eternity, well my fears left me and I saw the smile on Virginia's face, and I knew that it must be.
We were sealed in 1965, Virginia, Mike & Sherry the most wonderful day of my life.
Dr. Ray Leininger and his wife LoDonna went thru with us as our official escorts.
Dr. Ray Leininger and wife LoDonna
We have been back to the Temple many times, and everytime I feel better. We have gone there with our dear friends in this Ward and have had many wonderful experiences there.
Oakland California Temple
The last time we went I was a witness at baptisms for about 500. Another wonderful blessing.
It has been just about a year ago now that the big change in me took place.
I went to Teacher Training & Development class, and I admit I thought I was just going to sit thru it with my wife, no way.
We had a teacher, no one was overlooked as much as I wanted too just be there with Virginia and listen, Bro Stan Clawson, brought things out of me that I didn't know I knew.
Also, let me know that I could do just as much as anyone. He gave me confidence in myself. When I was to teach a class I thought for sure I was going to be sick and stay home that day. But remembering what he said, I can do it. I did! I am still glad and in my heart I am crying.
I taught the Deacons that day and with the help of Father in heaven I did it. The boys that were Deacons then may remember that day.
Everyone in that class stood up and bore their testimonies , even me, and their regular teacher.
After that day I grew with myself, grateful to the class and to Bro. Stan Clawson for giving me the confidence I needed.
I have read two talks and bore my testimonies twice since then. Again, I am grateful to Stan Clawson, I gave him such a bad time.
Soon the Bishop asked me to be Home Teaching Superintendent. Which I did and did it well.
I held many different callings in the Church and mostly as Secretary of the Elders Quorum.
[The Quorum gives this to the Bishop who in turn gives it to the Stake and the Stake has authorization to distribute monies as the Corporation of the President of the LDS Church instructs.]
It was a great day when I ordained my son, Mike a Priest.
He got married at our house on Upper Briar in Kentfield in 1968.
They lived down stairs at our house then moved to an apartment in San Rafael.
Sherry graduated from high school and went to Idaho to College.
Life was feeling pretty bad.
Somehow things were turning sour.
The house was too big.
Commuting to San Francisco for work was becoming a drag.
Maybe we had too much and did not appreciate it.
I don't remember much about that time, it was hell.
Things did not get better.
We sold the house at Upper Briar Road in Kentfield.
We rented a house on California Avenue in San Rafael in 1968.
Mike and Sherry were falling away from Church.
Then we bought a duplex on Ridgeway in Fairfax in 1969.
We rented out Ridgeway to Mike and his wife and their baby girl. We then moved to a nice house on Acacia Avenue in Larkspur in 1969, where Sherry married. She had a baby girl in October 1970 and her and her husband went to San Diego in 1971. They lived in Alameda first as he was in the US Coast Guard.
Mike's baby girl's story:
The baby girl was born at French Hospital in San Francisco. She was a breech birth, feet first. She was having convulsions and the Doctor said they should take her to University of California Hospital where they have experts.
We got her into an ambulance. They had to put her in an incubator to transport her. She was in very bad condition. The Doctors said that she probably would not make it.
Virginia had me call Dr Ray Leininger. At that time he was our Bishop. [Dr Leininger was a Pediatrician and specialized in pediatric heart surgery.] He told me to get over to his home right now. Which I did.
We went over to the hospital and walked right in, changed to Doctors clothes, walked right in to intensive care, where they kept the babies that were not going to live.
Everyone there thought I was a doctor. Dr Leininger was on the staff and no one questioned him. We saw the baby, held her hand and forhead and talked about the baby.
I felt good like a Dr. and I knew the baby was going to be OK.
We went home talking about the Church.
We prayed and I felt like I was just coming alive again.
The next morning when everyone was expecting bad news we found that after examining the baby and they could find nothing wrong with her. I know the Lord works miracles and in strange ways.
Mike's girl age 3She got married in 1999 and had a set of twin girls in 2011 - sadly her husband passed away 2 weeks before the twins were born.
We had moved to a rental in the upper hills of Millbrae, Santa Clara county, overlooking the San Francisco airport.
This rented house was on Spring Valley Lane in 1970.
We stayed away from Church for over a year. Talking and studying about the church.
Virginia and I talked about our troubles.
I didn't care if I lived or died and Virginia was ill.
But with all of this I still stayed true to the Church and Virginia.
We sold a lot of junk that we had collected for years.
Then moved back to Marin in 1971 to another rented house on Golden Hind Passage in Corte Madera area.
Things did start to get better.
We had decided the Church is right, some of the people are wrong.
I believe that is when Virginia and I started back to Church.
So we went back to Church and got very active again.
I started to live again, in love with Virginia and I forgave my children for what they had done.
It was not long before I was Secretary of the Elders Quorum again, and kept every busy.
We moved to a house we bought on Hacienda Way in Santa Venetia, Marin County.
We started a new life here.
The actual house somewhat hidden
a few doors down but the exact duplicate
After a while I was 2nd Counselor in the Elders Quorum as Presidency.
"John G, John W, John Smith" -- "The three Johns."
We did a lot of good things, Firesides, Temple excursions, Temple marriages, many things to help the advancement of the Brethren in the LDS Church.
I always felt good to think that I was a part of the fact that five couples were sealed in the Temple through our work "Temple Marriage Program".
I blessed Sherry's oldest daughter Suzanne in 1971 and baptized her as well in 1978.
Dad with Sherry's Daughter JES in 1977
Dad Blessed her in 1979 and Baptized her in 1985
I see many of my friends from Church at the Temple and remember how they all used to tell me how happy I would be when I have had my endowments. They are right.
We are happy.
In 1978 I was assigned to the Sunday School Presidency and I conducted many prayer meetings and conducted Sunday School.
I believe I did more than my share, because we were to conduct every third week. Bro. J and Bro. M seemed to be out of town an awful lot. I learned quite a lot from that experience.
I was called to the Office of Seventy late in 1978 and I went out with the full time Missionaries about once a week. Where I learned a lot more.
I have had the blessings of giving tours of the Stake Center and explain our beliefs of the Gospel, and what the functions of the Building are.
I was released from the Sunday School Presidency, all of us "J, M and Smith."
I am still working as a Seventy.
The jobs I have had in my life were: selling newspapers in my young days, delivering newspapers by car in 1980's: early morning route, Sunday paper, very heavy.
As a young man I worked at a bakery, "bumping and dumping" the baked good as they came out of the oven. They were like twinkies.
I worked as a sheet metal worker, making bread pans for the government.
I worked in the shipyards as a shipwright, thats a ships carpenter, you work with steel instead of wood.
I worked in a boat yard where I was a runner were as I took the right piece of lumber out of the steam tank, it had a number and letter on each piece. Had to run across the boat yard before the part got cold. They had to bend parts into place if the part got cold, it could break or be too hard to bend.
We tested these boats in the San Francisco bay for the US Navy.
They were life boats that had a push/pull driven motor. The only ones built in the world.
I worked at Lyons Van & Storage rolling and moth prof rugs. Wrapped, tied, put a number on it, then put it in the rug rack. Sometimes I had to put them over my head, all alone, they get heavy.
I worked at ABC Van & Storage crating, became forman, worked at Wells Van & Storage, crating. I was forman.
Worked at Wells Van & Storage in Alameda after that.
Then I went to work for Bekins Van & Storage as a crater and packer.
I became Foreman there after a while.
Then all of the work was assigned under the dispatchers. I couldn't stand making commitments to the customers then the dispatcher would send all my helpers out.
Then I couldn't get the work done when I promised it. I wanted to transfer out.
So I asked to go driving. I got my way, I drove for a while when I was asked to be driver trainer and packer trainer. I did that for many years.
Then they asked me to do the hookups in the mornings and during the day. I would do moving jobs, packing crating, pickup and deliver freight, shuttle vans from S.F. to Oakland, Sacramento, San Jose, Monterey, Walnut Creek.
I guess I go tired of that and took the job of record storage P/O and delivery. In the evenings I was foreman of office jobs. Retired from Bekins after 20 years.
Dad working at Bekins
After that I was custodian at the LDS Church building in San Rafael, California.
I worked for a year moving pianos with Earl Farnsworth and company.
Now I am back at the Church as custodian in 1972.
by John Everett Smith - 1979
Editing by Sherry 2015
In 1979 Mom and Dad bought a house in Petaluma, Sonoma county. They lived there until they moved back to San Rafael in 1981. They moved back to Petaluma when Dad retired from the custodian job. They rented several apartments while Dad was recovering from his heart attack.
In 1989 they bought the mobile home in Petaluma where they remained.
Dad and Mom went with me and Larry as escorts while Larry and I were sealed in the same Temple that Mom and Dad were sealed in - The Oakland Temple in 1982.
Dad retired from the custodian job he delivered the newspapers as I added in above. Dad became ill in 1980 and had a heart attack. We took him to the Dr and he was unstable. Then they took him by ambulance to the ER. While they were examining him he died. They resuscitated him. They said he needed to quit that job and retire, follow the new health guide and go to rehab for exercise. New medications and Nitroglycerin for heart pains. He had blockages in his heart.
A year later he was helping odd jobs such as collecting the money from the news stands for the local newspaper. He helped my [Sherry's] husband Larry in the mid 1980's as supervisor for the house and swimming pools they built.
He was ready for a quadruple heart bypass in 1988. After the operation he recovered well and was again custodian of the local ward. He also had assisted with Missionaries and as a stake Missionary with the Census Extraction program with my Mom.
In 1989 they bought a mobile home in Leisure Lake Mobile Home Park, where Dad and Mom were the managers. Dad did a lot of the work outside and also subcontracted on some of the jobs. Dad did that until 2001 when he had slowed down with congestive heart failure for 6 months. Dad had a big heart attack and passed away while dozing on the couch listening to the ball game on October 28 2001.
There is more that I will add after I go through my Mom's notes.
John, Virginia, Mike and Sherry 1961
John holding Sherry 1950
Virginia holding Sherry February 1950
John's Mom and Dad in the back
front left is Walter, John and Earl all in WWII at the same time early 1940's
John on the old swing that Grandpa Ben installed for us about 1953
John and Virginia with their 2nd Granddaughter Suzanne, Sherry's first Girl
John with granddaughters in 1971 Mike's daughter right and Sherry's oldest daughter Suzanne - left
John with his third Granddaughter, Sherry's 2nd daughter JES in 1979
John with his only grandson, Sherry's son MBW 1984
John and Virginia with two granddaughters - The oldest of Sherry's three girls Suzanne and the youngest of Sherry's girls MEMW in 1987. Dad and Sherry's husband Larry installed the new swing set that Christmas morning
Back row left Virginia, Sherry and Sherry's husband Larry
Front row John holding Sherry's youngest daughter MEMW, and Mike
Back row John, Mike's wife, Mike and Sherry's husband Larry
Front Virginia and Sherry 1989
John, Suzanne's husband, Sherry's daughter Suzanne and Virginia - Wedding 1995
The last photo of John and Virginia together at their 55th Wedding Anniversary 2001