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Show (D) dd an 3D on & EDODuomeMDY ; Page 2 Times Newspaper Wednesday, August 4, 1999 f Editorial End of summer time for to reflect mi look forw&rd Where does the time go? Here it is, August already the summer is nearly gone and school is just around the corner. From the five-year-old excitedly preparing for his or her first day of kindergarten, to the high school senior coming com-ing off a summer job and de-: tiding what to do to make this final chapter of public schooling school-ing memorable, students arc preparing for the new year. Last week, the annual Downtown Provo Sidewalk Sale heralded the beginning-of-the-end of summer with its giant back-to-school clearance savings. It is the first of many back-to-school sales as the signs s crop up in each store advertising everything the student needs to be prepared to the school year. The University Mall is in full back-to-school mode. Stores are replacing their summer clothing and accessories and replacing that stock with items for fall and winter wear. Another sure sign of the approaching ap-proaching school year is the annual an-nual Safety City that will once : again make an appearance in the mall. Co-sponsored by the Orem City Police Department, the miniature min-iature city is complete with crosswalk, cross-walk, traffic signals and signs. There will also be a real school bus, provided by Mountainland Headstart. August 14-23, Orem Police officers will conduct free tours for children ages 4-10, teaching them how to obey traffic traf-fic signals, be attentive to the crossing guard and cross the ; street safely. Children will also be taken on and off the school bus, teaching them various school bus safety rules. This service, ser-vice, one the Mall has been doing do-ing for many years, has certainly helped save lives as children remember re-member the things they learned in the safety of the mall and incorporate in-corporate it into the real world. But before summer gasps its last, Utah Valley will hold its final fi-nal bash of a summer full of festivals, fes-tivals, carnivals and celebrations put on by each city the Utah County Fair. The fair is set for August 13 and 14 on the grounds of Utah Valley State College. The 1999 version of the cel-: cel-: ebration promises to be a wonderful wonder-ful one. With animals, displays, booths, rides and entertainment providing something for everyone, it is sure to please. In addition to the citizen's entries en-tries of everything from flowers ? and vegetables to artwork and photographs, the fair will also feature fea-ture stage entertainment, a petting pet-ting farm, a play area for the children chil-dren and many other fun activates. acti-vates. The fair actually kicks off Thursday, Aug. 12, with the Miss Utah County Pageant. For those of you who have made a point of supporting Orem, Pleasant Grove, Provo and other county cities in their celebrations, and are anticipating the festivities festivi-ties that begin this weekend in Lindon and on the 14th in Vineyard, Vine-yard, find it in your schedule to support the celebration that brings everyone together. Activities in Lindon begin with a trait ride, B-B-Q, horse : show and Western Dance Aug. 7 and culminate with the Aug. 14 breakfast, fun run, parade and fireworks. In Vineyard, the town's 100th anniversary as a community (not an incorporated town) begins at 4 p.m. August 14. Activities include in-clude parachuters, games for the children, dinner and an historical histori-cal program. ; s Both celebrations should be fun for the whole family and still leave participants time to take in the County Fail" on Aug. 13 and : 14. The theme for this year's County Fair is Future Fest 1999 a fair for the new Millennium" Mil-lennium" Fair officials ar$ urging everyone to celebrate the qualities that will make Utah County a great place to Jive in the coming century. , It's an appropriate theme for one of the most dynamic counties in the state as residents resi-dents and officials look forward for-ward to the new millennium and the challenges it will bring. So, as the summer comes to an end, let's look forward to the new school year and to the new century with hope : and determination to make them the best we can. Timpanogos Green i I ehold, the sea, beneficent and wild! A blessing, or a curse, on every child. Effulgent and replete with life's largesse, Yet, dark and dangerous. How large she lives, And spreads her salt upon the planet Earth! So generous, in all she does possess, She opens up her secret stores and gives Her teeming tides of wealth in joy and mirth. Yet, deep within recesses of the ocean, Now lies the cynosure of deep emotion! July 16th, a Piper plane was heading Off to Hyannis Port for someone's wedding. John Kennedy, his wife and sister, Lauren, Were flying from New Jersey, Friday night. Just sixteen miles from Martha's Vineyard Field, The single-engine plane flew somewhere foreign: It sharply dropped, completely out of sight, Beneath the ocean's dark and dismal shield. Now, tragically and truly, lost at sea, They did not answer life's last reveille. In just one moment, tragedy had left A famous family, once again, bereft. The Nation, with the Navy on alert, Was reeling, heavy-hearted and dismayed. How many times must sudden death occur? With diligence, the Navy, most expert, Deployed its divers, brave and unafraid, Who found the bodies, hidden and obscure. The sea, at last, revealed its mystery; And, once again, told tragic history! The shoals of Martha's Vineyard harbor fish, Whose eyes have witnessed more than one may wish: The sailing vessels, floundering the coast; The submarines, submerged in naval war; The summer sailor, managing his mast. To many, Martha's Vineyard is the host Of those who seek, not grapes, but to explore Mementos of the present, and the past. A monument shall rise, bestride this cove. To mark where divers found their treasure-trove! As ashes burn to ashes, dust to dust, Some say, an ocean burial is just For those who brave the perils of the sea. And so, the friendly fires, in love, were lighted, And used to char their sad remains. They, then, Were purely placed in separate urns, for three: Our gentle John, the grieving country knighted; And sisters, two, who shared the same "Amen!" The band's "Eternal Father, strong to save" Caresses roiling waters, as their grave. Toward the ship, a Nation's eyes are cast. Its flag, now, slowly slithers to half-mast. The Navy chaplain gravely bows his head, And tensely reads a tear-worn paragraph. As urns of ashes splash into the sea, Ten rifles cruelly crack!! and flying lead Resounds. The sea has split the wheat and chaff, Receiving flowered wreaths, which number three. The bugler plays his plaintive epitaph! The sirens of the sea no longer laugh! PROFII fS 1370-1900 ) The Orem Heritage Museum, in cooperation with the Times, invites descendants descen-dants of early Orem homesteaders to submit a biographical sketch and photo of their ancestor and spouse for publication in the newspaper and preservation preserva-tion in the Orem Heritage Museum. Ancestors need to have lived on their land, farmed, and raised their family from 1870-1900, either on top of the Provo Bench, on the lower Geneva Road, or on Carterville Road. For further information, infor-mation, call Hollis Scott, 374-6063, or Lon Bowen, 226-0555. The Andrew Peter Fillerup Family by Robert C.Fillerup One of the early and large families to live in the Vineyard-Lakeview area was that of Andrew and Caroline Fillerup. Both were converts to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Denmark in the mid-1860s. They emigrated in 1867, along with several other converts from Scandinavia. Andrew and Caroline were married June 30, 1867, on the steamship Manhattan Man-hattan while crossing the Atlantic Ocean. Family tradition states that there were so many unmarried young men and women on board ship, with such limited sleeping quarters, that the captain ordered that couples start pairing pair-ing up and get married. Whether Andrew and Caroline knew each other ' prior to their marriage on the ship is unknown. " Together, Andrew and Caroline Crossed the plains. In his own handwriting (in Danish), Andrew left the following brief account of their migration: "On the 13th of June we left Copenhagen on the steamship Waldermeir, and arrived in Hull, England, on the 16th. The next day, we traveled to Liverpool by train. There were 290 Scandinavians and 190 English, which totaled 480. We sailed together on the steamship Manhattan, which was a freighter of 2,000 tons, refurbished to carry 1,000 passengers. On June 21, we sailed from Liverpool and arrived in New York on July 4th. On August 8th, we began to travel across the states with oxen and arrived in Salt Lake City October 5th...We traveled 2,095 miles at a cost of $2,527.67." While all of Andrew's five brothers and four sisters used the surname Pedersen (their father's first name being "Peder"), Andrew, or Anders as he was known before emigration, .took the surname of the small village from which he came, that being Fillerup, in Aarhus County, Denmark. Nearby, one can find the villages of Mollerup and Tolstrup, which are names familiar to most Utahns, with "rup" being a designation similar to "ville" in English. En-glish. As far as can be determined, Andrew was the first individual to assume as-sume the surname Fillerup. Andrew applied for U.S. citizenship in Provo on July 1, 1868, and became a citizen in 1870. By December, 1868, the couple's first child, a daughter, Caroline (married Solomon F. Kimball), was born. Amelia (md. Silas Hutchings), Andrew Peter Jr. (md. Emma Anderson and then Hilda Ronlev), and Charles R. (md. Moneta Johnson and Mary Johnson) were all born in Provo. One history states that Andrew was a road supervisor and assisted in building the woolen mills and the first jail at Provo. (Pioneers and Prominent Promi-nent Men of Utah) In April, 1873, Andrew filed a homestead claim, and the family moved to the farm in Lakeview. There Erastus (Lucy Johnson), Zenus (Clara Williamson), Albert (Luella Lane; the author's grandparents), Sophus (Barbara (Bar-bara Fisken), and Rosina (Hugh Park, Alexander McClements) were all born. The old homestead was located at the southerly end of the large settling pond just west of the Geneva Steel Plant. There they raised kids, grains, hay, berries, vegetables, livestock, and eventually, sugar beets and dairy cows. Of course, the farm had the usual cellars where potatoes, squash, fruit, and other vegetables from the large garden were stored. Ice from Utah Lake was harvested in the winter and then stored in an ice house where, covered with straw, it kept milk, cream, butter, meat, and other foods cold in the summer. Andrew was an accomplished blacksmith and had a large shop on the farm where he made horseshoes and farm tools and did repairs for himself and other nearby farmers. His sons, especially Andrew Jr. and Albert, became expert blacksmiths. Andrew was also a carpenter and wood carver. He was proud of the large bald eagle that he had carved for the top of his house, and made sure grand- 1 L Fillerup family home west of present-day Geneva Steel Plant. Andrew Peter Fillerup is in the carriage. Taken about 1910-' 12. children took note of it. Apparently, the eagle was a reflection of his pride in . his U.S. citizenship, because he displayed the American flag almost continuously continu-ously at the home. The Rio Grande Railroad ran just to the east of the homestead, and the ' nearby station provided a convenient place to board and travel to Provo, Salt , Lake, and other far-off places, or for the practical matters of shipping and receiving goods. Descendants remember that there were almost always guests staying at the house, probably because it was so convenient to get to from the railroad. Several of the children attended college, either at Brigham Young Academy Acad-emy or USU, and some went on missions, and then they scattered, with Amelia ending up in Springville, Charles in Mexico and then Arizona, Erastus 1 in Mexico, Rosina in Canada, Albert in Wyoming, Caroline in Salt Lake City, .1 . Sophus in Montana and then Washington, and so forth. However, the older son, Andrew Peter Fillerup Jr. (or A.P Fillerup, as he was known), purchased and continued to live on the Vineyard farm until it was sold in the early 1940s to make way for the steel plant. Portions of the old house were then moved north on Geneva Road to the Wesley Fillerup residence in Pleasant 1 Grove. In 1894-95, Andrew returned to Denmark on a mission, trying to convert some of his brothers and sisters, cousins, etc., but met with little success. The portion of his missionary diary that survives (written in Danish) shows that he remained optimistic and faithful to his testimony. , One of the grandchildren of Andrew and Caroline, Helen Kimball Orgill, who wrote her recollections many years ago, described her grandparents as tollows: "Grandpa Fillerup was a large man, grey-bearded when I knew him, and in later years wearing a skull cap, sort of formidable to a little girl... but he never spoke cross to me... Grandma seemed like an angel on earth. She was so kind to me... Grandma taught me things about cooking, of which she did so much. She was interested in my problems and gave me good advice. She told me stories of her life, interesting ones, of the vicissitudes, prob- lems, and pleasures of raising a family of nine on a farm. She had her own ideas about certain things, and strong ones, too. Like the idea that strangers should not be fed, which would encourage them to idleness. She said, I -don't care who says it, no one can keep me from feeding a hungry boy or man.' "I used to help pick red and yellow currants which grew to be so luscious, " also strawberries. Poor people up on the sandy bench were invited to come and get currants and sometimes other fruit. Grandma liked to take food she had cooked to the needy. We rode in the one-seated buggy." Another granddaughter, Vivian Fillerup Peterson Bailey, wrote about An- ' drew: "1 think he liked to eat, especially supper. Liked bread and milk, and " you'd never guess what went with it! He'd go to the onion bin, pick out a big juicy one, peel it, and bite into it as people do with an apple. When the bread and milk were gone, so was the onion, juice dripping down on his white beard. Sometimes he'd playfully make a grab for me. I soon learned to avoid him and his onion smell. "To most people, he appeared gruff, very strict, arrogant, and stubborn. To me, these were fighting words. He was a perfectionist, but was so kind and thoughtful to me it seemed that I could do no wrong." Caroline Rasmussen Fillerup died in October, 1901, at age 59, and Andrew An-drew died in August of 1912 at age 82. Andrew and Caroline are buried in the Provo City Cemetery. Letters to the Editor Always time for Courtesy Fillerup Family Group: (Back row, left to right) Caroline, Charles, Andrew Jr., Erastus, Amelia. (Front row, left to right) Nora, Sophus, Andrew, Zenus (back), Albert (front), Caroline. Photograph taken in 1892. Dear Editor, As part of human nature we all get angry. Ridiculous parking tickets, heinous construction, the neighbor's barking dog, traffic -we all have issues that ignite an inner roaring fire of anger. Often rather than thinking calmly and rationally, we attempt to attack the people closest to the issue... our city council members. City Councils are held to invite discussion between citizens and leaders and to unite the community. commu-nity. However, public city council meetings often turn into unnecessary unnec-essary mudslinging. City Council Coun-cil members are volunteer citizens. citi-zens. They do not get paid; they do not received rewards for their services. They have families they want to spend time with, and as common citizens participate in the same frustrations many of us do. Therefore, consistently provoking pro-voking harsh, emotionally driven confrontations does little to solve the problems at hand. Much more is always accomplished through courtesy and rational behavior. As Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, "Life is not so short, but there is always time enough for courtesy." A little kindness goes a long way. By showing courtesy at City Council meetings we can contribute positively to the community com-munity and show our City Council Coun-cil members that we do appreciate appreci-ate the time and effort they so willingly volunteer. Blaine Hone JudiMasson Melissa Campbell ft POOR |