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CHRONICLE e October 27, 2011 [The Lovell Chronicle I 13 Byron news Frankenstein style bicycle assembly E. DENNEY NEVILLE 548- 7829 nevilleart@tctwest.net We built our bikes from parts, some from here and some from there. Clamped, wrenched and wired. More tape on the tires. Pump 'em up. A chain connecting this part to that part. Looks good. It works. Awesome. More oil. It needs to move smoothly, not to lurch and jerk like an ungainly thing. Then was complete a true Frankensteinian assem- blage, a bicycle made up of multiple, brand name parts--J. C. Higgins, Sch- winn, Western Flyer, Haw- thorn, just to name a few. Sixty years ago, our best bikes were those we made from an assortment of salvaged, inherited and swapped parts; an unorth- odox looking fleet of cast- off clunkers, and we who dared pilot them did so at great peril without helmet or crash protection of any kind, which explains vol- umes about the experience with which we undertook adulthood. Now, not to sound in- sensitive with the language, but some events in history are encumbered by names of places that challenge pro- priety, and such is the case with our bicycle race down the notorious, Owl Crap Canyon. There is still de- bate over the actual facts and spelling of the canyon's name. Some say it is Owl, others say Al. Research is under way to verify the cor- rect name of the canyon. Four of us lined up, side by side, at the top of the canyon road, The Four Horseman of the Apoca- lypse, each on his mount- -a mongrel J. C. Higgins, a mutant Western Flyer, a pure Schwinn Red Phan- tom and The Frankenstein. "Get ready.., set. Hey, wait, gotta roll up my pant leg... Go!" The race was under way in daring earnest. Had there really been owls in the canyon they would have rose in flight like pi- geons at the Olympics. The race comprised a lot of defensive and offen- sive maneuvering while at the same time negoti- ating the ruts in the road, loose gravel and generous- ly sized rock combined with additional greater and less- er nuggets of assorted bulk and density, bedded in a mix of demonic boulders and lurking sand traps. Thus descending the incline of said canyon, all contestants maintained somewhat to the earth- en blemish referred to as a road, achieving rapid transport toward a gradu- al curve known as Devil's Bend, at which point the curve tightened consider- ably and relentlessly, then opened up into the grand daddy of all sand traps where the skill level of the contestants proved naively deficient, lending to a to- tal loss of command that subsequently concluded in a massive pileup of Bibli- cal proportions. Dust, grit, gravel, blood, hide, Levi, rubber tire, tape and wire; all combined in a colossal blending of multiple bi- cycle units, producing one of the more memorable bi- cycle collisions we ever en- terprised. We celebrated our survival with laughter and verbal, instant replays of the race, and exhilarat- ing collision with which it concluded, followed by see- ing who could spit sand- grit mud balls the furthest, and a bragging narrative of road rash and puncture wounds. So it was, the race down, Owl or A1 Crap Can- yon. If you have information that will help to set the his- torical account correct as to the accurate and accept- able name of the small can- yon north of Byron, please submit your information to the Byron Hysterical Com- mittee. Please submit only verifiable facts or evidence that support your selection. Understandably, great care and accuracy is required when we seek to amend history. The Ed and Jeri NeV- ille family gathered at the New Horizons Care Center in Lovell on Saturday, Oct. 22, to celebrate the 96th birthday of Ed. Son Wally NeVille of San Francisco and daughter Cody Mazur- an of Holladay, Utah, visited by phone with beth Ed and Jeri. All available grand- children and great-grand- children were present. In November, Ed and Jeri will have been married 78 years. They have 18 grandchildren and 41 great-grandchildren. On Saturday, Oct. 15, members of the Byron com- munity gathered at the Byron school facility for a vigorous cleanup. The build- ing looks much better and thanks are given to all who came and helped. There are several individuals and groups looking at and in- quiring about the facility. Hopes are high that some fu- ture use of the building will benefit the town. I have been doing some internet research for histori- cal photographs of our area, and at the suggestion of Tom Bassett, I looked on the Uni- versity of Wyoming website (digitalcollections.uwyo.ed). Very interesting. If you have a computer, you might want to check it out. Each time history re- peats itself the price goes up. Author unknown People are trapped in history and history is trapped in them. James Baldwin PATTI CARPENTER The Red Hats celebrated "high tea" in their usual flamboyant fashion wearing their trademark red hats and purple outfits at a meeting held at the Senior Center in Lovell on Tuesday. Around 30 members attended. Senior Chatter Come in costume to the Halloween Party BY PHYLLIS BRONKEMA News this week cen- ters around the Senior Cen- ter's upcoming Halloween Party on Monday, Oct. 31. Remember to come in cos- tume. Prizes will be given for the best costume. Those planning to play Halloween Bingo are encouraged to bring a non-perishable food item. The party will begin right after the noon meal. Come prepared to have fun! Secondly, the Center wishes to say a huge thank you to Patti Carpenter and the Lovell Chronicle for the lovely article on the Cen- ter's quilting program last week. It appreciated the fact that it helped recog- nize the importance of the program to all the commu- nities the Senior Center serves. Ultimately, there are many more volunteers in the program than could be listed. Every volunteer is important, but when writ- ing about the program, it is easy to miss somebody. Two such people who are promi- nent contributors of their time and effort are Eva Wagner and Arlene Collins. Your contributions are tre- mendously appreciated. Guess what? The New- comers' club met again last Thursday, Oct. 20, for cards. Both bridge and pinochle players boast- ed three tables of players. Dorothy McNeill of Powell took high score in bridge, and none other than Phyl- lis Bronkema modestly re- ceived the honor of being high scorer in pinochle. Cowley news Johnson moves to Cowley to live with daughter DRUE TEBBS-MEEK 548-6901 Edith Amanda Fames Johnson moved to Cow- ley early this month and is living with her daugh- ter, Linda, and son-in-law Jon Marchant. Mrs. John- son was born in Lovell to John Albert and Sara Ellen Lemon Fames, the ninth child of 10 children born to her folks. Her parents came to the Big Horn Basin in 1902 and settled in Lovell. Mrs. Johnson worked at the George and Edith were married in the Jordan Riv- er Temple in 1983 and lived in Cody for 28 wonderful years. Mr. Johnson died Oct. 6, 2011, and was interred in the Cowley Cemetery Oct. 8. He is buried by his first wife, Helen Lowe Johnson, who died when their six children were quite young. While living in Cody, Mr. Johnson worked for Glenn Nielsen as caretak- er of his estate. The couple served on three missions for the LDS Church dur- Cowley for a year when she was a teenager and made 35 cents an hour. She also served a mission for the LDS Church in South Carolina. She worked at the Lovell Telephone Compa- ny and later moved to Salt Lake City and worked for ITEL McCulough Co.; the factory made light tubes for airplanes during the Sec- ond World War. There, she met her first husband and they had two children, Den- nis Fames Larson and Lin- da Larson Marchant. Edith returned to Lovell with her two chil- dren and lived with her father and her sister for a time and worked for the Lovell police and fire de- partments as a dispatcher for 20 years. Two of her co- workers were Vivian Tebbs- Nicholls and Ina Welling of Cowley and they became good friends during the years. She was reintro- duced to Wasden George Johnson, who was a neigh- bor when she was young; in fact, she remembers baby- sitting his brother when they were growing up. She lost contact with the John- son family as they moved to Cowley, to the Pryors and into Montana for years. Canning Factory ing their'ifigrried life. They were in New Guinea, then in Salt Lake twice and worked in the family histo- ry department. When they served their missions, they knew Bob and Marge Ste- vens and Keith and Karma Allred, who were also serv- ing in the history depart- ment. Our interview was in Linda and Jon's beautiful home and was going to take about 15 minutes, but her life story was so interesting that I was there for an hour and a half. She has lived a long and vital life and there is much more to her sto- ry. What a good time learn- ing of another person's in- teresting life. Welcome to Cowley. Scott Crosby, young- est son of Rodney and Jose- phine Crosby, and Valerie Eskelson, daughter of the late Mark and Jill Eskel- son of Salt Lake City, Utah, were married Sept. 16 at the Salt Lake LDS Temple. On Oct. 8, a reception was held in Cowley at the LDS Church to honor the cou- ple and their new family, which consists of Scott, Val- erie and her two children, Layla and Gary. The recreation room was decorated beautiful- ly in colors of white, black and deep red, almost bur- gandy. The tables were decorated with white table- cloths with a black cloth and a shimmering black gauze fabric on top of the tablecloth. Each table had framed pictures of the cou- ple, red rose petals scat- tered and a fresh bouquet of deep red roses. Each ta- ble also had a final touch, with a red and black Inter- national tractor polishing the atmosphere. The serv- ing table was decorated the same d the coiiple Sh before a backdrop of white with bows of red and white and vases of red roses. It was gorgeous and el- egant with the final topping on each table, a clever trac- tor. There were three hand- made huge quilts displayed that were intricate and lovely, gifts from Beth Sib- bett, Valerie's mother Jill and a gift from the recep- tion held in Utah. The hall was splendid and the bride was dressed in beauty with her ivory fabric dress of sat- in, laced in the back and the long shining skirt was gath- ered with jewels twinkling and cascading the length of her skirt. Annette Moss made the four-tiered wedding cake, which also had a tractor on the highest tier. Mrs. Moss also made chocolate and caramel cakes, chocolate mousse cakes and vanilla and banana cakes frost- ed with wonderful icings. There were nuts, mints, chocolate drops and wa- ter to drink, and wonderful moments were experienced by relatives, friends and all who attended. Saturday, Oct. 22 at 11 a.m. in the Cowley LDS Chapel, funeral services were held for Dexter Mil- ton Woodis, Sr. Dexter died Oct. 15 after a lengthy battle with cancer. The service was officiated by Bishop Willie Bridges and Haskell Funeral Home was in charge of arrange- ments. Dexter worked hard all his life and was a remod- eling contractor and build- ing inspector in Byron and Cowley. His son, Dexter Jr., and good friend Roy Harp- er gave eye-opening com- ments about this quiet, unassuming man. Young Dexter talked about his fa- ther's early yearsin-Massa :' chusetts on a chicken farm and the audience learned that Mr. Woodis had polio as a young child and spent manyyears suffering from his condition. He had a muscle transplant when he was eight and his parents could only visit him once a week for a few hours. Just the picture of that little boy, weeping, hurting and having to gain control of himself at such a young age was poignant. He was left with a limp, but worked and worked. Dexter's grandson Jory Woodis played an Aria on his tenor saxaphone that brought tears to eyes as his tender notes sounded through the chapel with tenderness, love and beau- ty. Hilary Woodis, grand- daughter, sang a beau- tiful number with Jory accompanying her on the piano. Dexter leaves his two children, Dexter and Lisa Woodis of Cow- ley and Jill and John Scan- lan of Pendleton, Ore. and his seven grandchildren to mourn his loss. Our sympathies to the family. His ashes were in- terred at the Cowley Cem- etery. The Town of Lovell is providing an alternative to Open Burning at a Drop Site Open daily, 8arn - 8pro To drop your vegetative waste off drive north on Shoshone Ave., cross the railroad tracks and follow the signs or call Town Hall, 548-6551, for directions. DO NOT leave waste at CONSTITUTION PARK VEGETATIVE WASTE ONLY! No metal or rubber material. , !