I never knew these
great-grandparents. My middle name is Elizabeth after my Grandma Elizabeth; the
name means "my God is an oath" or "my God is abundance.” Even though
Grandpa was a little rough around the edges, he had a good heart and raised two amazing sons.
Carl Edward & Gladys Elizabeth Dorney Hirschi
Kids: LaVall, Sherwood
I asked my mom, Heather Thompson to share any memories she had of her Hirschi
grandparents. Here's a few:
Grandma Gladys Elizabeth:
1. They
always brought us birthday gifts (until my Grandma died). This was
special because we never got birthday gifts or cards from G&G Cheney (which
I understand—they had way too many grandkids to keep up with).
2. My
Grandma got stomach cancer when I was 7. They finally sent her home to
die because they couldn’t do anymore for her. She had to be fed through a
feeding tube into her stomach and was pretty much bound to a bed or a
wheelchair. My Grandpa didn’t feel like he could care for her so she came
and lived with us until she died. I remember sitting on the bed and
visiting with her—I was turning 8 in May and so we would talk about that and
she told me about when she got baptized (although I don’t remember those
details now). I remember she would come to the table and eat breakfast
with us when we had cream of wheat, which was the only thing she could swallow;
otherwise, my mom would feed her through a feeding tube. Looking back, I
realize my mom was a saint through all of this. She had a young busy family
of her own and took constant care of her mother-in-law.
3. I
vividly remember when she died. On Halloween night, our ward always had a
huge Halloween carnival and everyone went to it—we never went
trick-or-treating. That Halloween I had tonsillitis and couldn’t go to
the party…sad sad day. That night, my dad took all of my siblings to the
party and I stayed home with my mom and Grandma. My mom surprised me with
my very own carnival. She got stuff for a fish pond and her and Grandma
held up a blanket while I got to fish for prizes. I think she had also
made some cookies for me to decorate. It’s one of my fondest memories of
my mom—that she would work so hard to give me a special Halloween amidst
everything else she had on her plate. The next morning, I stayed home
from school because I was sick, and my mom got all my siblings ready and off to
the bus. Then I went in to Grandma’s room with her to wake Grandma up and
get her fed and ready for the day, but she didn’t wake up. She had passed
away during the night. My mom called Carolyn Allen in our ward who was a
registered nurse to come check her. Through it all, I never felt scared
or even really sad, I just knew that Grandma had finally moved on to a better
place.
Grandpa Carl:
1. He
was a small man, always looked a little unkempt, with scruffy whiskers and hair
that needed a trim. He always wore jeans, leather boots, a button up
flannel shirt and a leather cap (which was ALWAYS cocked to one side of his
head—never on straight).
2. He
had a gruff voice—probably from smoking. He always rolled his own
cigarettes—I can still see him in my mind rolling a cigarette.
3. When
he saw us he would always ask “well whatta you know?” Becky told me that
she used to get anxiety over seeing Grandpa because she knew he was going to
ask her “whatta ya know” and she never knew what to reply.
4. He
used to ride the clutch on his truck. The truck (which would get very low
mileage) would have to have the clutch replaced frequently because he rode it
all the time.
5. He
was a swearin’ son of gun.
6. After
Grandma died, whenever we would go to help him on the ranch, he would feed us
TV dinners. As a kid, I loved it! I thought they were the coolest things
and they were something we would NEVER get at our house. When we were
renovating the lodge and we were without a kitchen for a couple of weeks, I
bought some TV dinners one night that were on sale, thinking that would be a
great dinner. You guys hated them, and I must admit, they weren’t nearly
as good as I remembered them as a kid, haha.
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