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Anna Christina Heder (1885-1954)
- By FHS Editor
- Published 11/29/2002
- Heder Family
After school was out in the spring of 1900, I went home. Later, I came back to Juarez to see if I could get some fruit to dry for my folks. It was then that George received word of the passing of his maternal grandmother. She was a widow and her property was to be divided among her children. George’s mother was dead so he had to go back to see about her share. So he got the bright idea that it would be a fine thing to take me back with him and be married. What an idea! I was only a little green schoolgirl, but he talked to my folks about it and they agreed. So, with all my greenness, I went with him, leaving September 2, 1900. His sister, Mahala, went with us.
We went to Huntsville first, and Mahala and I stayed with my relatives for a month. George went on down to Panguitch, Utah where all his people lived. My people were grand to us. My grandmother made me a lovely wedding dress and other clothes. We had a very good time there with my cousins. They were lovely girls and their brother was very sweet, and dear Aunt Sophia was wonderful! George came and got us in time to be in Salt Lake City for October Conference. We were married Tuesday, October 9, 1900, in the Salt Lake Temple. The next day we took the train for Panguitch. We went as far as Marysvale, Utah on the train and from there on, in a two-seated buggy. We stayed in Panguitch with George’s folks until December 11, 1900.
(Editor’s note: George says that while they were there, Anna became so ill they all thought she would surely die.)
We left on December 11th for our home in Mexico and arrived there January 27, 1901. The reason for not leaving for Mexico sooner was because George’s Uncle, Reese Evans, was taking some horses and machinery to Mexico, and it was not until December that we were able to get started on our way.
The folks gave us a grand reception and we were so happy! I had much to learn about housekeeping, but little by little I learned the art of homemaking. I made silly mistakes, but George was always sweet and patient.
Our first child, a little girl -- Maude, was born March 30, 1902. She was a beautiful baby and we adored her. Francis came just two years afterward. My folks had moved to Colonia Dublan in 1903 and I was staying with them. Francis was born on April 24, 1904, while George was out in Bisbee, Arizona, working. When the baby was just six weeks old, I went out to be with George, taking my two babies, Maude and Francis, and we stayed there about a year. Then we went back home to Colonia Chuichupa, Mexico.
On our way home from Bisbee we picked up Leon, George’s little brother. He was about ten years old. His parents were both dead. He wanted to live with us and we were happy to have him. He was such a sweet little fellow. He wasn’t well when he came, but he felt better for a while after we got home. One day after he’d been after the cows and brought them home, he complained of feeling sick. He said he’d eaten some kind of berry while he was looking for the cows. Whether it was this or a relapse of his old ailment, he kept getting worse and in spite of all we could do for him, he passed away on August 28, 1905. He loved living with us and he was looking forward to the time when he would be old enough to be a deacon.
We enjoyed the activities in our little ward in Colonia Chuichupa. We took part in all of the different functions in the Church, and also socially. I was set apart as second counselor to President Josie Johnson in the YLMIA, and in 1907 was set apart as President. In 1908 I was also set apart as secretary of the Relief Society. In 1906, George was ordained a High Priest by Anthony W. Ivins and set apart as counselor to Bishop Benjamin L. Johnson -- and later as a first counselor.
In the spring of 1907, Apostle Heber J. Grant came to Colonia Chuichupa to visit and stayed at our home. We often had the stake authorities there, too. Anthony W. Ivins was our stake president then and a close friend of ours. He liked to come and go fishing with George and have dinner with us. He later became an apostle, and still later, one of the counselors to President Heber J. Grant.
Millard was born August 4, 1906. We had no doctor nearer than 100 miles and the mid-wife in our little town had gone to another town to be with a niece of hers, and when I needed her, she was not there. One of our friends took a buggy and horse and went after her, but when they got there she couldn’t come so they got a lady from another town. After a day, a second man took a fresh team and met him so he could make better time. What a to-do! But what wonderful friends to help us in our need.
Life was very sweet and satisfying in our simple country town, where we knew everyone.
Lucille came to us December 13, 1908. We had to send to another town for help, then, too. Just before she was born, Patriarch Martineau gave me a blessing. I had always had such a difficult time at the birth of my babies that I almost died each time and in this blessing, I was promised greater strength and less suffering during childbirth. From that time on I did get along much better.
When Millard was about five years old he contracted typhoid fever, but we had the advice and help of a very good doctor who was in Mexico for his health -- Dr. W.A. Gay. So our little boy got along quite well and was soon strong again. Dr. Gay remained a steadfast, dear friend throughout the rest of his life.
In June of 1911, our lovely little Gay (named for Dr. Gay) was born, but she was not to stay very long. In the fall of that year an epidemic of scarlet fever broke out and many of our friends had their dear little ones taken from them. In November, George and a number of his friends went on a hunt. They were gone several days and just about the time they returned, some of our children came down with the disease. The other children got along pretty well, but our baby Gay was so bad from the first. She passed away the evening of December 23, 1911. We had no funeral, but her daddy and two or three other men, Uncle Ben Johnson and Brother David Brown took her to the cemetery and laid her to rest on Christmas Eve, by the side of her uncle, Leon.