Thoughts from Elouise

One story I remember Dad telling about Gloria when she would have been about 17.  She wanted to go to a dance in Blackfoot and wanted to take the car.  Dad said No and she was very disappointed and tried real hard to get mad but just couldn't.  She didn't know how to get mad. (if only we could all be like that)

She was always the peacemaker whenever I (the baby) would get Anarene in trouble.

I remember she stayed up half the night on Christmas Eve when I was little knitting a pair of puppet mittens for me for Christmas.

Whenever our family would visit from Pocatello for family events she was always a great hostess and made us feel so welcome. 

We are 12 years apart so she was gone to Logan to college when I was 9 or 10.   Gloria has always been a great example that I have looked up to.

She has been a fun friend as well as a sister that I knew I could count on for anything I needed. 

When we cleaned Mom & Dad's house after they passed we had a lot fun as we sorted through things with many good memories ( and never any fighting over anything)  in fact when we drew names for large items like the corner curio cabinet. it was drawn to go to her and that was great but a few days later Cory and Gloria drove up to our house with it because she knew how much I really wanted it. 

She has been wonderful to compile stories and do geneology and sharing with everyone.  For the last several years we are having fun bonding going out to dinner and catching up with the families.

Elouise Hancock

Grocery Delivery Surprises

We all enjoyed our work in the store. Dad had a delivery service where customers would call in an order, we would fill the order, and deliver it. Some customers would phone in small orders, like Great Grandma Randall. Some would phone in an order large enough to last a month. Before I was old enough to drive, Gloria would drive  and I would be the delivery person taking the groceries from the car to the house.  One time when we were out delivering groceries, I was really surprised to find my head up against the windshield, breaking the glass. It so happened that Gloria found a police car right in front of us. We hit the back of the police car. The police officer was kind enough to only issue a warning ticket and let us go on our way.

Another time we were delivering groceries in West Pocatello. The home we were delivering to had a slanted driveway. I suggested to Gloria that she put the emergency brake on. We took the groceries in and were on our way back to the store.  Everywhere we went we smelled a terrible smell. When we drove in to the parking lot at the store, we ran into the store and told Dad there was a terrible smell everywhere. Dad knew exactly what the smell was. The day before, he had just had new brakes installed on the car. The terrible smell was burning brakes, since we had not released the emergency brake.

Arlin

Mama McFadden

I always knew Dad loved Mom. He would come home from work and give her an affectionate hug while she was cooking supper. Dad would say hello little Mama McFadden as he hugged her and gave her the Bagley pat on the shoulder. Then he would take a big wooden spoon and start sampling the cooking. Other times he would be working on a project, maybe under a sink or something and he would call out, "hey Glo would you bring me such and such". Dad's nickname for Mom fits her well. She radiates happiness.

Mom faithfully made Dad a "Lutefisk Dunderwiger" (Dad's name for a tuna fish sandwich) every day for his lunch that he took to work for over 30 years. They were all made with love.
-Darell

USU Diet Squad

When I attended ISU and USU, I joined the LDS sorority of Omega chapter in Lambda Delta Sigma. That was a blessing for my social life. And it was through friends I made there at USU, that I met my husband, Corydon Stuart Bagley.

Then when I had completed my graduation requirements in December, 1956, I needed to stay on campus because I had become engaged to Cory. So I got a job with Dr. Wilcox in the food lab.  It was a new thing to test for Cholesterol).  Dr. Wilcox got a grant to be part of the testing.  Now that is where I come in.  For one week we would test meals made only with butter, the next week another kind of fat, etc.  I was the chief cook and bottle washer.  I planned the meals, cooked them and cleaned up.  And this had to be three meals a day for a true test.  We had what we called our diet squad of about eight, and they were the Guinea pigs. Cory and Frank Bingham were on the squad and that worked out good.  This way I had work until spring when I graduated class of '57.  Then one week later, Cory and I were married in the Salt Lake Temple.

Pocatello High and on to College

Another, when I graduated from Pocatello High School, I received an honor.  Every graduating class has to vote for who they think will be the most successful or, etc.  Well got voted as, guess what?, the Most Bashful Girl in the Class of "52.  At least they noticed me to include me in the voting. 

And of course, I wanted to continue my education, so I expressed to my parents that I would like to go to Utah State University.  I had cousins who had gone there.  Well, my Dad said. "What are we living in a college town for, if its not to take advantage of the benefits."  So we made a deal, if I would stay home and go for three years, then I could go away to school, to USU.

Country Girl

The early years of my life were spent living in a slightly rural setting in Pocatello.  I loved the song of the Meadow Lark in the spring.  And my parents were able to grow a large vegetable garden and raise chickens.  That was the closest I ever came to being a farm girl. 

         

When I turned 6 years old and ready to start school (there was no preschool or kindergarten), the closest elementary school was Washington Elementary and it was twelve blocks away.  Since there was only one car in the family and my Dad needed it to go to work, that meant that I walked.  Yes, I walked twelve blocks in the morning, home again for lunch and back to school, then home again after school.  The reason: we lived to close to eat lunch at school and not far enough away to ride the bus.  So I got my exercise.

Another thought comes to mind about how my mother really cared that her children grew into a positive and happy spirit.  When I was old enough for MIA, we girls had bandalos and we need to come up with symbol to put on our bandalos.  Discussing it with mother, we came up with the idea of "the Bluebird of Happiness", so we worked with some felt and came up with a Bluebird to sew on and represent my symbol.  Since then my mother and I have always had a Bluebird connection.
-Gloria

Cucumber Sandwiches and Apple Pie

Submitted by Kathy Randall:

When Uncle Arlin and I first started going out together, we were going up to Pocatello so I could meet Grandma and Grandpa Randall. It was going to be  a long drive after he finished work. I decided to make sandwiches etc. Part of the etc. was sliced cucumbers. So somewhere between bites of the sandwich Uncle Arlin ate one or two of the cucumber pieces. He said with much enthusiasm, "Oh this tastes better than Gloria's apple pie." I thought Gloria must not make very good apple pie for a cucumber to taste better. I thought that was a weird thing to say. We had a nice trip and visit in Pocatello. Several weeks later he took me to meet and eat with all of you. We had roast leg of lamb and several other goodies. For dessert was Gloria's apple pie. One bite of that and I thought Uncle Arlin had something wrong with his taster, because, like the rest of the meal, it was delicious. I didn't say anything for several years, but one time I remembered what he had said and served cucumbers for something special and I said I knew he liked them more than apple pie. He thought I was crazy." Why would you think something like that?" We had a good laugh after I explained why I thought that.. What he had been saying was that Gloria made excellent apple pie, but the cucumbers on that drive to Pocatello were exceptionally tasty and refreshing and he used the delicious apple pie for a comparison. Gloria has always been a wonderful cook, but more important a wonderful example of good to me, always so patient and kind and accepting of people. I'm blessed to know her.

Love ,

 Kathy