Louise was my great-grandmother. She was the daughter of Southern plantation owners, Wyatt Nonn Williams and Mary Elizabeth Addison. Everyone called her "Lula" and she didn't know that her legal name was Louise until she was married.

Her father was a very wealthy plantation owner. When his first wife died, he married his maid and had more children. Louise was from the second family.

She married Robert Andrew Bradley on May 20, 1894 in Buchanan, Georgia. They had four children: Daniel, Mary Etta, Robert Stanley, and Benjamin David. Their only daughter was my maternal grandmother.

Her father had the first LDS Church built in the state of Georgia. Mobs burned it down. They built it again and mobs burned it down again. She and Andy had a hardware store and supplied the materials to build the next LDS Church. One of Andy's sisters and her husband helped with this endeavor. Mobs shot at the people as they were building it, but they continued building the church and it is still in use there as far as I know.

They also farmed. For reasons no one in the family seems to know, they moved to Idaho in 1917. Andy couldn't figure out irrigation farming and they moved to Utah to be closer to their daughter and her family.

I was told that she didn't weigh over 100 lbs. her entire life except at the end of her last pregnancy, when she weighed 102.

She would go into a grocery store and add up in her head the prices of everything in her basket and when she checked out, if the clerk's calculation was even a cent off from hers, she'd call them on it. They'd re-add and discover that she was right.

One story about her life is that when one of her children was a baby, they took in an orphaned puppy. She produced a lot of milk, so she nursed both the baby and the puppy. They both thrived.

Her son, Robert, died young and his wife left their two children with her. Her son, Daniel and his wife, Alice, took in the boy. But, she ended up raising the girl. She was a widow herself, but she did it.

For whatever reason, she didn't like my Grandfather and loved to debate the scriptures with him. She never could stump him and he was usually right, but still, she loved to argue with him about it.

She had some funny ideas, too. For her, Mentholatum ointment was a cure-all. When she was diagnosed with glaucoma, instead of using her medication, she'd put Mentholatum in her eyes, close them, and put a warm cloth over them. In this case, obviously, it didn't work. She went blind.

At the end of her life, she moved to Montana where my grandparents cared for her until she died.

She died before I was born, but I came to know her a little through the stories I was told.