William Earl LLOYD

                   OBITUARY FOR  WILLIAM EARL LLOYD

Willaim Earl Lloyd, 56, of Weston who was accidently killed September 18, 1955.  He was born April 13, 1899, at Dayton, Idaho, a son of Lewis Lloyd and Eliza Ann Kendall.  He was married April 12, 1927 to Eva Weeks at Preston, Idao, and later sealed in Logan L.D.S. Temple December 14, 1932.  He has been a resident of Dayton and Weston most of his life, being occupied in farming. He was an active worker in the church, working mostly in the M.I.A. and as a ward teacher.

He is survived by his wife and eight sons and daughters.  Leonard Earl of Blackfoot, Idaho; Mrs. Leota LaRee Gardner of Renton, Washington; Doyle W.; Neva; Gloria Gay; Arves; and Blaine all of Weston, Idaho; and Pvt. Leon Dennis Lloyd serving in the Armed Forces at For Carson, Colorado.  He is also survived by his mother, Mrs. Eliza Ann Lloyd, seven brothers and sisters, Mrs. Harriet Thompson of Ogden, Utah; Melvin F. Lloyd of White Pines, California; Seathel Lloyd of Lewiston, Utah;  Mrs. Alice Campbell of  Weston, Idaho; George L. Lloyd of Newdale, Idaho; Mrs. Eliza Fife and Mrs. Melvina Haney of Nyssa, Oregon; also three grandchildren, Leonard , Bruce and Patricia Lloyd and Susan Mae Gardner.

      And now I would like to pay a tribute to Uncle Earl.

      You will always be remembered in our hearts as the years go by.  For being thoughtful, considerate, and kind of the little things of every day, that made up the sum of living.  A father's toil as the children played, the loving and the giving.  You planned so many mighty things.  But plans went wrong and wealth took wings, yet time can never take away the little things you did each and every day.

      He wondered where was a better job, than buying cake and meat, and chocolate drops and sugar buns for his dear folks to eat.  And who had everyday to face a finer round of care, than buying frills and fur belows, for little folks to wear.

     Oh you may brag how much you know, and boast of what you do, and think an all important post has been assigned to you; But he had the greatest job on earth, a task he'd never lose.  He had several pair of little feet, to keep equipped with shoes.  His job was not to run the world or pile up bonds and stocks.  It was just to keep his dear girls in plain and fancy frocks.

      To dress and feed his fgrowing boys whose legs were brown and stout, and furnish stockings just as fast as they could wear them out.  He would not for his crown or throne, change places with a king.  He had the finest job on earth, and unto it he'd cling.  He knew not greater task than his, no greater chance for joys, than serving day by day the needs of a family dear as his.  And so Uncle Earl, your love has out weighed silver and gold.  It will always be cherished by many, it has touched hearts all over the world.

Written by Hilda Lloyd and read by Joan Weeks