March 4th - 10th
Another slow week at the Mormon Trail Center and Kanesville Tabernacle. It is still a great place to serve and to work with people in the area. Spring is coming we know, not here yet. It was a week with people coming through on spring break and Missionaries traveling to new assignments.
Thursday was Zone Conference and again it was one of the snow days. It is great to see the Elders and Sisters and to have instruction from our leaders. We are working with the Trail Center President and we may not get to attend many more sessions. Zone Conference is for the young Elders and Sisters and it is great, but with less Sisters at the Trail Center we may just have to stay and work shifts.
We love serving in the Temple. The Winter Quarters Temple is so beautiful and so special. We get to serve there once a week as Ordinance Workers and on other occasions we are able to take people to the Temple for Baptisms for the Dead. This was one of those weeks. Working on Friday at the temple was special and then on Friday Evening we were able to take 3 of the Karen Sister to do Baptism, it was wonderful.
Redick Allred (Rescuer) another one of our ancestors
After the Saints were forced to leave Nauvoo, Illinois, in 1846, Redick Allred enlisted in the Mormon Battalion. This willingness to make sacrifices for his Church would be a hallmark of his life. When asked in 1852 if he would serve a mission to the Sandwich Islands (known today as the Hawaiian Islands),he didn’t hesitate. He served for three years.
In 1856, Redick was living in Kaysville, Utah. When he heard that two handcart companies were late on the plains and in peril for their lives, his heart went out to these people.“I responded to a call [from] the brethren to assist them,”he wrote in his journal, as they were “likely to be caught
in the mountains in the snow without provisions and the necessary clothing.”
Redick Allred borrowed a pony and left on October 7 as part of George Grant’s rescue company. The next day, Redick took cold and suffered “a severe pain in my breast that lasted one month that was almost like taking my life.” Even as he suffered, he pressed forward and fulfilled some of the most
difficult assignments of the rescue effort.
On October 18 the rescuers crossed South Pass and camped on the Sweetwater River. “It snowed and was quite cold,” Redick wrote. When most of the rescuers continued east the next day, George Grant asked Redick to remain in camp and establish a station to help the handcart companies as
the other rescuers brought them through. Redick was given charge of a small group of men, wagons, and animals at this station. He butchered some of the animals and kept the meat frozen in the bitter cold.
On October 23, Redick received an express from William Kimball telling him that the rescuers had found the Willie company and asking him to hurry forward with assistance. Redick left early the next morning, leading six supply wagons 15 miles to the Willie company’s camp. “I found some
dead and dying,” he observed. “The drifting snow . . . was being piled in heaps by the gale & [they were] burying their dead.” Redick and his men did all they could to help.
The next day they all moved ahead to Redick’s station near South Pass.
George Grant had originally told Redick Allred that he could return to Salt Lake City “with the first train.” But Captain Grant sent word with William Kimball that Redick should remain at his station until the later companies came through, “as their lives depended upon it.” It was a long, tedious
wait. During that time, two men tried to induce Redick to go home, but he refused, committed to do his duty.
Redick Allred remained in this camp for a month before George Grant finally arrived with the Martin company on November 17. When George Grant saw that Redick had remained faithful to his assignment, he saluted him with, “Hurrah for the Bull Dog—good for a hanging on.” The next
day, Redick broke camp and “set out for the city with this half-starved, half-frozen, and almost entirely exhausted company of about 500 saints.” By the time he arrived home, he had lost his toenails to the frost. “Thus ended one of the hardest & most successful missions I had ever
performed,” he wrote.
Redick Allred was a farmer for most of his life. He also loved serving in the Church and community. He died in 1905 in Chester, Utah, a town where he had served for 10 years as bishop. He was a patriarch in the Church at the time of his passing. From Redick Allred's Journal
As we strive to serve the Lord, let us record in our journal all the things that will help our ancestors know more about what we did on this earth. We grow by reading the Journals of those who went before.
Thursday was Zone Conference and again it was one of the snow days. It is great to see the Elders and Sisters and to have instruction from our leaders. We are working with the Trail Center President and we may not get to attend many more sessions. Zone Conference is for the young Elders and Sisters and it is great, but with less Sisters at the Trail Center we may just have to stay and work shifts.
We love serving in the Temple. The Winter Quarters Temple is so beautiful and so special. We get to serve there once a week as Ordinance Workers and on other occasions we are able to take people to the Temple for Baptisms for the Dead. This was one of those weeks. Working on Friday at the temple was special and then on Friday Evening we were able to take 3 of the Karen Sister to do Baptism, it was wonderful.
After the Saints were forced to leave Nauvoo, Illinois, in 1846, Redick Allred enlisted in the Mormon Battalion. This willingness to make sacrifices for his Church would be a hallmark of his life. When asked in 1852 if he would serve a mission to the Sandwich Islands (known today as the Hawaiian Islands),he didn’t hesitate. He served for three years.
In 1856, Redick was living in Kaysville, Utah. When he heard that two handcart companies were late on the plains and in peril for their lives, his heart went out to these people.“I responded to a call [from] the brethren to assist them,”he wrote in his journal, as they were “likely to be caught
in the mountains in the snow without provisions and the necessary clothing.”
Redick Allred borrowed a pony and left on October 7 as part of George Grant’s rescue company. The next day, Redick took cold and suffered “a severe pain in my breast that lasted one month that was almost like taking my life.” Even as he suffered, he pressed forward and fulfilled some of the most
difficult assignments of the rescue effort.
On October 18 the rescuers crossed South Pass and camped on the Sweetwater River. “It snowed and was quite cold,” Redick wrote. When most of the rescuers continued east the next day, George Grant asked Redick to remain in camp and establish a station to help the handcart companies as
the other rescuers brought them through. Redick was given charge of a small group of men, wagons, and animals at this station. He butchered some of the animals and kept the meat frozen in the bitter cold.
On October 23, Redick received an express from William Kimball telling him that the rescuers had found the Willie company and asking him to hurry forward with assistance. Redick left early the next morning, leading six supply wagons 15 miles to the Willie company’s camp. “I found some
dead and dying,” he observed. “The drifting snow . . . was being piled in heaps by the gale & [they were] burying their dead.” Redick and his men did all they could to help.
The next day they all moved ahead to Redick’s station near South Pass.
George Grant had originally told Redick Allred that he could return to Salt Lake City “with the first train.” But Captain Grant sent word with William Kimball that Redick should remain at his station until the later companies came through, “as their lives depended upon it.” It was a long, tedious
wait. During that time, two men tried to induce Redick to go home, but he refused, committed to do his duty.
Redick Allred remained in this camp for a month before George Grant finally arrived with the Martin company on November 17. When George Grant saw that Redick had remained faithful to his assignment, he saluted him with, “Hurrah for the Bull Dog—good for a hanging on.” The next
day, Redick broke camp and “set out for the city with this half-starved, half-frozen, and almost entirely exhausted company of about 500 saints.” By the time he arrived home, he had lost his toenails to the frost. “Thus ended one of the hardest & most successful missions I had ever
performed,” he wrote.
Redick Allred was a farmer for most of his life. He also loved serving in the Church and community. He died in 1905 in Chester, Utah, a town where he had served for 10 years as bishop. He was a patriarch in the Church at the time of his passing. From Redick Allred's Journal
As we strive to serve the Lord, let us record in our journal all the things that will help our ancestors know more about what we did on this earth. We grow by reading the Journals of those who went before.
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