Thomas William CRAWLEY

                      I was named for Uncle Carlyle. His death was occured two years before
Grandad Crawley and the combination of the two was a terrible thing for the
family.  Mother said Judy's hair turned white almost over night. I see the
picture of Grandma with her remaining family.  It was taken shortly after
Grandad's death.  I see sorrow, but great faith and inner strength upon their
faces. They were a great family with a strong testimony of Jesus Christ and
the Restored Gospel given through the Prophet Joseph Smith.  Uncle Carlyle
went to Green River to work in the mines, I think.  He was 22. I can remember
seeing a picture..snap shot, of him with a girl friend.  I think that same
picture was cut with only Uncle Carlyle left. He was a good looking, dapper
man, much like Uncle Tim (Loraine) with a white scarf around his neck. Grandma
kept a record which I have. There is no record of his receiving the melchesidec
priesthood. Uncle Carlyle was quite a tease. Mother always bore a sadness of
a memory of getting so mad a him during a dinner that she pushed her fork into
his hand.  He died of Pneumonia.  When Grandma heard of his illness, she went
to him in Wyoming, but it was too late. She brought his body back to Utah.
He was buried in the cemetery in Provo, Utah.  Records of the city of
Nephi as well as Grandmothers record state that he was blessed by his
grandfather, Thomas Crawley.

Betty Crawley Headman writes:  Carlyle died of pnemonia during the great epidemic. He was 22.  He was single and worked as a telegraph operator.  He is buried in Provo Cemetary, southwest edge.
Grandma and Grandpa had him endowed shortly after his death.

Family records of Helen Crawley Holden now deceased.
Carlyle died of pnemonia during the great empdemic. He was 22.He was single and
worked as a telegraph operator. He is buried in Provo Cemetary, southwest edge.
We decorate his grave every Memorial Day. Grandma and Grandpa had him endowed
shortly after his death. Betty Crawley Headman

Blessed by Thomas Crawley 5 June 1898 - Nephi Church Records pg. 46 F.M.
                  

                      Records in possession of Richard C. Holden of Colorado Springs, Co and
Betty Jayne Crawley Headman 1082 S. 590 East, Orem, UT 84601.  There is so
much to write about Uncle Tim.  He was one of the finest looking and acting
persons I know. He worked for Robinsons Dept Store in Los Angeles.  He was
the top salesman in Men's Suits.  Robinsons was a very exclusive store, and
Uncle Loraine had a great clientele.  His cloths were so beautiful and he had
a nice body to wear them.  He was fun loving and took the time to smell the
roses.  He and Aunt Jayne loved the beach, and I can remember driving with
them many miles just to see the sundown over the Pacific from a high cliff.
Once when I was a little boy, he took me swimming. I got caught in a wave and
I remember being rolled head over heals for what seemed to be a very long time.
Just as I almost out of breath, I felt his strong arm grabbing me out of the
water.  Uncle Tim and Aunt Jayne bought a beach house at Balboa Bay with the
Sant's. George Sant was the husband of Nell, Aunt Jayne's sister.  I loved
them both. George became my bishop around the time I left on my mission. Nell
is gone now.  George still serves as a patriarch.  George's Brother, Merlin
was Yvonne's bishop. He and Edna also owned part of the beach house.  I spent
lots of fun times there with Betty, Patty, and Roger Sant.  It was there that
I talked to some missionaries brought in by my Uncles and decided to serve a
mission.  Aunt Jayne marrried Del Grant after Tims death. Later she had his
body removed from the original grave in Forrest Lawn, North Hollywood where
Mother and Dad are buried, to Orem, Utah.

Much of the family information was collected by and is in the possession of Peter Linton Crawley, Emerson and Helene's son, from Living Endowment records of the Mesa Temple

Another source:  Nephi ward records #26218 film.

Personal Knowledge of Mrs Betty Crawley Headman, Daughter, Orem, UT.

Loraine was originally buried in the Forest Lawn Cemetery in CA. Mom and Del had him, as well as Maureen, his first wife moved to Orem City Cemetery.

Living Endowments records for Mesa Temple - Peter Linton Crawley
                  

                   BIRTH: LDS baptism certificate in possession of Richard C. Holden of Colorado
springs, CO
MARRIAGE: certificate of marriage in possession of Richard C. Holden of
Colorado Springs, CO
There is so much to say about our Mother.  She was a valient, stalwart parent.
Personally, I can remember how much she wanted me to learn to work. It seemed
she always had a job for me to do.  Sometimes I would sass her abit. This made
her irritated, and i can remember once she became so upset at me she bent an
thin tin tray over my head. When I found it in the garbage the next day, I
kept it, and when the time was right, and when Mother was in a good mood, I
brought it out and showed the vehemence of my Mother to those present. Mother
didn't ever enjoy good health.  She was an asthmatic all her life like her
Father before her. She enjected adrenalin under her skin.  Her arms were always
black and blue.  Once she injected into a vein and had a terrible reaction.  I
can remember that night well.  She almost died.  When I left for my mission,
I looked back at our little home.  There was Cappy straining his head for a
last look as we drove away. Many thousands of times I have missed Momma and
Dad and Judy and Cappy my beautiful black and white toy shepherd over the
years.  Momma was a wonderful cook, and I wish some of her recipes were written
down.  She and Grandma Judy just took alittle of this and that.

Family records of Helen Crawley Holden now deceased.

Dick Holden writes about his mother: There is so much to say about out Mother. She was a valient, stalwart parent. Personally, I can remember how much she wanted me to learn to work. It seemed she always had a job for me to do. Sometimes I would sas her about it. This made her irritated, and I can remember once she became to upset at me she bent a thin tin tray over my head. When I found it in the garbage the next day, I kept it, and when the time was right, and when Mother was in a good mood, I brought it out and showed the vehemence of my Mother to those present. Mother didn't ever enjoy good health. She was an asthematic all of her life, like her father before her. She injected adrenalin under her skin. Her arms were always black and blue. Once she injected into a vein and had a terrible reaction. I can remember that night well. She slmost died. When I left for my mission, I looked back at out little home. There was Cappy straining his head for a last look as we drove away. Many thousands of times I have missed Moma and Dad and Judy and Cappy my beautiful black and white toy shepherd over the years. Moma was a wonderful cook, and I wish some of her recipes were written down. She and Grandma Judy just took a little of this and that.

I would like to write a tribute to my dear Aunt Helen and Uncle George. I always remember them being there, when important things happened they were part of it. Many times we Listened to Uncle Georges Jewish readings. He had them down perfectly. We would laugh and laugh at his facial expressions, his eyebrows and slurs. I remember Sampson and Delila. He was so good natured and loved all of us. They were like one family with us.

   We both had asthma, hers was much worse than mine. She would give herself shots of adrenalin. She spent years being an invalid, because of asthma. Uncle George courted her and married her when she was so sick. When she moved to La Crescenta and her health improved, we also moved to Montrose for my health. Hot and dry did the trick. Both of our health improved to the point we could function, with some seasonal attacks, etc.  Helen didnt want to miss any fun, and kept going all of the time. When we swam at Indian Springs on a family outing, Helen would have asthma terribly and she would have me get her adrenalin out of her locker, and give herself a shot while still in the pool. She would insist I had a blessing when I was sick. Arranging it with Brother Dewsnip when I was very sick. After we moved to Utah and Sid was out of work, we stayed with Bubs and her cat, and I really got the wheezes. We moved to Aunt Helens and she took care of me again, helping me get on my feet, again.

Sometimes Grandma Judy would take care of us, and sometimes Aunt Helen would take care of us while my Mother worked. When Mom and Dad would hire Helen to be with Patty and I, she would spend very long days, because Uncle George would bring her on his way to work and drive clear to Wilshire Blvd, then pick her up on his way home. She would prepare dinner for us and watch when we ate, so she could go home and eat with her family. Grandma Judy would be at their house taking care of Dick.

I remember when Aunt Helen and Uncle George got their daughter Judy, my dad was so excited about the baby, he would go on Sundays (His only day off.) In time for her bath, I would go with him and it was so fun. Dad was very close to Helen, feeling her needs, and wanted to be with her. Mom and Dad really liked George, he was a very important person to Patty and I.

When Helen and George entertained us, Mom would stay in the living room and visit with the men, laugh and have a good time. I would help Helen in the kitchen, I remember her kitchen so well, prepare the last minute touches for the dinner. She would ber angry at mother, being the glamour girl, and the men loving it. I have been more of a Aunt Helen type person, getting the work done has always been more important to me.

Spiritually Helen was the person who let me know that the gospel is true, and she saw that I got my spiritual education She would see we got to Primary, as much as we got to go. Living in La Canada, church in Glendale, was quite a problem. We would go with the Livingstons, wait at their bakery for Mr. Livingston to get off work, after Primary, and then go home. People only had one car, or no car, in those days. Judy would read bible stories to us, from a blue Childrens bible. We also loved to listen to the bible stories that came on the radio, every weekday at noon.
Aunt Helen really believed in the gospel. My folks did and said things that made me think they didnt really believe in it, more social, loved the people they worked with, had many friends in the church. Everyone loved my folks.

Aunt Helen had problems saying and doing things she was sorry for. She wouldnt tell me what happened, I asked, but she wouldnt tell me.

Dad would have beer at work parties at our house. It really bothered Aunt Helen and me. Not mom or Uncle George. He loved it.
                  

                   amily records of Helen Crawley Holden now deceased.

Dick writes: A strange accident. Lyman was coming home from work. He had a pipe out of the back window and thru his window. It was night, and it was late, and he may have been drunk. The pipe worked it way out of the back window and hit a parked car. The force swung the pipe in front and killed Lyman. The car drove itself for some distance and finally came to rest in a driveway. I didn't ever feel close to him or Millie.

Betty writes: I can remember how devistated Millie was when Lyman died. The funeral was terrible for her, she literally lost it. Dad and Uncle George had to hold her by her bent arm and carry her off of the ground as she tried to walk and couldn't. He wasn't too great to her. Stepped out on her, she would tearfully call Dad and he would go and try to comfort her and talk to Lyman. Lyman would change for a while. His car lot was along Figeroa (?) Street. Bad part of town, a lot of Mexican's, etc. I don't remembrer a building there, lots of cars, and lots of men hanging around. Dad thought he was the best mechanic in the world. He always had lots of work. Very handsome man, excellent dancer, smelled like a mechanic. Dad loved Lyman.
                  

                   Family records of Helen Crawley Holden now deceased.

Living Endowment records of Mesa Temple in possession of Peter Linton Crawley