My 1st cousin 1x removed. 7th great-grandaughter of Godfrey I and Mary Ragsdale.

Married Thomas Mallon on October 19, 1944 in Grand Junction, Mesa Co., CO.

Sharon shared some memories in the "Bedrock School Bulletin," Paradox Valley Co., CO. Issue 3, Bedrock Alumni Association. August 1992. Here are a few:

Growing up "We did not have electricity so our lights were provided by kerosene lanterns and lamps. There was no refrigeration but we were fortunate to have a cool spring at the foot of the hill below us over which a small house was built called the spring house. Milk, butter, and other perishables could be kept there for extended periods of time. Sometime later my Dad built an ice box. We bought ice from Bill Shideler at the Bedrock Store. He had an ice house where he kept large blocks of ice covered with sawdust. I loved to go with Dad to get ice for our ice box and ice cream freezer. The ice house smelled so sweet from the sawdust, and it was cool and refreshing on a hot summer day."

"In a sleepy little valley, there's not a lot to do after work in the summer, so people had to make their own fun. We would go swimming in the Dolores River. Once in a while there would be a dance in Paradox. Just about everyone that could walk or crawl would go. The women would bring food and the men would bring their own refreshments--if you know what I mean. I loved to dance and still do, and I always got to dance when they danced the circle."

"One day it was agreed Aunt Ramona could give me a hair cut. I wanted a boyish bob. When she had cut one side I wanted to see what it looked like. I was appalled and refused to let her finish (actually she had done a good job). So for two long weeks I walked around with one side cut to my ears and the other side hanging to my shoulder Mom tried to make me let her finish, but Dad just laughed and said; "Leave her alone." He finally took me to a barber during a trip to Montrose. I wore a scarf around my head to hide my shame as we traveled to the big city."

"I became friends with Kathryn Gramlich and Dorothy Waggoner and together we had some fun and got into a few scrapes. We took a ride in her dad's pickup one afternoon. The pickup was new and we put it right out of commission. I think it rolled over at least twice. When we regained consciousness I found the main artery cut in my left wrist. Dorothy held my wrist tight and we ran for help. I am not sure who took us to the doctor at Uravan, but I remember my dad walked in, took one look at me and said; "Sharon, you're going to be dead before me. I'm going to take you off my life insurance." He did. We were all banged up, but not that bad, so we were three lucky girls."