The back of the image says:
Joseph Smith Worthen Family minus 4 youngest children
Back Row:
Joseph (Dode), Sarah Jane, Mary Alice, Louise
Front Row:
William, Joseph Smith, Nellie, George, Mary Jane Heap (holding Zaidee)
Missing:
Effie, Claude, Robert, Earl
Joseph Smith Worthen and Mary Jane Heap. No date on the photo. This image was edited to have just Joseph and Mary together.
Here is the GEDCOM file I have at this point. I have also created this fan chart that shows some of the contents of the file, but not all.
As I have entered some of the stories I have found other names that are not in the GEDCOM file, so I'm sure someone has a more up-to-date copy.
But here is what I have for what it is worth.
by
Clesta Worthen Adams, daughter
William Gordello Worthen, son
William Worthen was born April 16. 1879, in St. George, Utah, to Joseph Smith Worthen and Mary Jane Heap Worthen. He was the fifth in a family of twelve children.
We don't know much about his childhood except that he was taken out of school each spring as soon as the grass became green to herd cows and also to work as a mason's helper carrying 'mud' or mortar. This work helped support his father's family. Mother has said she remembered him in the seventh grade when she was in the sixth, but didn't know if he finished that grade. Missing so much school accounted for his being so far behind. She was almost six years younger than he. In spite of his lack of education, he was a very refined person. He spoke quietly in a deep-toned voice, with no swearing or vulgar language.
Written August 13, 1954
by herself
I was born on the 23 day of January 1885 at Harrisburg, Utah, a small ghost town some three miles south of Leeds, Utah.
My father was Isaiah Cox, Jr. and my mother was Abigail McMullin Cox daughter of Willard Glover McMullin and Mary Ann Holmes McMullin. My grandfather Willard Glover McMullin was a convert to the church, and was born in the New England States. My grandmother, Mary Ann Holmes was born in England.
I belong to a large family having 5 brothers and 2 sisters. Three of my brothers are now dead. I lived in Harrisburg until I was nine years of age, then my parents moved to St. George, Utah that their children might have better schools to attend. I have pelasant memories of my childhood in Harrisburg. There I lived near my grandmother McMullin and my grandmother Cox came to visit often. Another pleasant memory was an old gray horse named "Gray Bill". I loved to ride and he was safe for a very young child to ride. We also had many pleasant picnics with our young friends to the canyon where the Quail Creek went through the hill east of Harrisburg. The water came down the ledge causing ferns to grow, the place was cool and very pretty in the summer, though there was danger of floods when it was stormy. There was also a large tree where swings were put at Easter time when the weather was good, and the town gathered for a picnic.
