Ruby Bowers Whittington was born February 25, 1917, the fourth of five children born to Abraham James Jr. and Nettie Beryl Bigler Bowers. She was born in Nephi, Utah, the second "jewel" in the family.
She grew up in Utah, attending school in Spanish Fork and Nephi, graduating from Juab High School in 1935. She worked as a proofreader for the local newspaper, The Nephi Times-News, and spent some time working as a maid in Beverly Hills, California during the summer after she graduated from high school.
She met Pat K. Whittington while working as a waitress in the Venice Cafe on Main Street in Nephi, where she served him his noon meal. He was a mechanic who worked across the street at the Ford Garage. They eloped and were married on February 18, 1937 in Flagstaff, Arizona. She lived in Nephi until 1954 when she moved to Las Vegas, Nevada, and then to Idaho Falls, Idaho in 1959.
For seven years she ran a motel, the Pine Crest Lodge, every summer in West Yellowstone.
She was a member of the LDS church and served as a Primary teacher and a den mother. She was above all a mother, a defender of children.
Children and grandchildren's birthdays were always remembered. For the children, the daily story book and nap were a ritual for all, and they knew that if they waited long enough she would go to sleep and they could sneak out.
She was always ready with a freshly squeezed lemonade and a cold wash cloth for the aches and pains of a sick family member. She had the ability to make each of her children and grandchildren feel that they were the favorite one.
She was a patient feeling person. It took patience to raise seven children, to make the trek to West Yellowstone every summer.
She washed a million diapers and sheets. We hope indeed that she will find a place as a gardener, not as a laundry lady wherever she might be.
Her talents and interests were many and included gardening, sewing, fishing, collecting sea shells and rocks. She loved birds.
She belonged to a group of women who fished together regularly at a secret fishing hole which she would not divulge. It remains a secret.
She appreciated natural things and taught her family to value the things of nature, the out of doors, flowers, forests, animals and birds.
We remember one summer, with all she had to do running Pine Crest Lodge with the help of three rebellious teenagers and four toddlers, watching her patiently pick up a nest and the baby birds which kept falling out of it because the mother bird had built a nest in the wrong place where the wind continually blew it down. Many times she patiently wrapped her hands in tissue paper and picked up the little squawky birds very carefully and placed them back in the nest.
She applauded the women's rights movement in her later years and enjoyed her senior citizen status and the freedom to say what she thought. She loved to argue politics with Brien and had very definite opinions.
We will remember her for her kindness and caring for each of us, for her love of beautiful things, which to her were butterflies, curving seashells and wildflowers; and for the values of honesty and integrity which she stood for.
We remember her optimistic belief in the good in every person, her adventurous spirit, and even her procrastination!
She has passed from loved ones here to loved ones waiting for her there.
She leaves an empty spot in our hearts and a rich heritage of sweet memories.
She grew up in Utah, attending school in Spanish Fork and Nephi, graduating from Juab High School in 1935. She worked as a proofreader for the local newspaper, The Nephi Times-News, and spent some time working as a maid in Beverly Hills, California during the summer after she graduated from high school.
She met Pat K. Whittington while working as a waitress in the Venice Cafe on Main Street in Nephi, where she served him his noon meal. He was a mechanic who worked across the street at the Ford Garage. They eloped and were married on February 18, 1937 in Flagstaff, Arizona. She lived in Nephi until 1954 when she moved to Las Vegas, Nevada, and then to Idaho Falls, Idaho in 1959.
For seven years she ran a motel, the Pine Crest Lodge, every summer in West Yellowstone.
She was a member of the LDS church and served as a Primary teacher and a den mother. She was above all a mother, a defender of children.
Children and grandchildren's birthdays were always remembered. For the children, the daily story book and nap were a ritual for all, and they knew that if they waited long enough she would go to sleep and they could sneak out.
She was always ready with a freshly squeezed lemonade and a cold wash cloth for the aches and pains of a sick family member. She had the ability to make each of her children and grandchildren feel that they were the favorite one.
She was a patient feeling person. It took patience to raise seven children, to make the trek to West Yellowstone every summer.
She washed a million diapers and sheets. We hope indeed that she will find a place as a gardener, not as a laundry lady wherever she might be.
Her talents and interests were many and included gardening, sewing, fishing, collecting sea shells and rocks. She loved birds.
She belonged to a group of women who fished together regularly at a secret fishing hole which she would not divulge. It remains a secret.
She appreciated natural things and taught her family to value the things of nature, the out of doors, flowers, forests, animals and birds.
We remember one summer, with all she had to do running Pine Crest Lodge with the help of three rebellious teenagers and four toddlers, watching her patiently pick up a nest and the baby birds which kept falling out of it because the mother bird had built a nest in the wrong place where the wind continually blew it down. Many times she patiently wrapped her hands in tissue paper and picked up the little squawky birds very carefully and placed them back in the nest.
She applauded the women's rights movement in her later years and enjoyed her senior citizen status and the freedom to say what she thought. She loved to argue politics with Brien and had very definite opinions.
We will remember her for her kindness and caring for each of us, for her love of beautiful things, which to her were butterflies, curving seashells and wildflowers; and for the values of honesty and integrity which she stood for.
We remember her optimistic belief in the good in every person, her adventurous spirit, and even her procrastination!
She has passed from loved ones here to loved ones waiting for her there.
She leaves an empty spot in our hearts and a rich heritage of sweet memories.
Ruby Bowers Whittington was born February 25, 1917, the fourth of five children born to Abraham James Jr. and Nettie Beryl Bigler Bowers. She was born in Nephi, Utah, the second "jewel" in the family.
She grew up in Utah, attending school in Spanish Fork and Nephi, graduating from Juab High School in 1935. She worked as a proofreader for the local newspaper, The Nephi Times-News, and spent some time working as a maid in Beverly Hills, California during the summer after she graduated from high school.
She met Pat K. Whittington while working as a waitress in the Venice Cafe on Main Street in Nephi, where she served him his noon meal. He was a mechanic who worked across the street at the Ford Garage. They eloped and were married on February 18, 1937 in Flagstaff, Arizona. She lived in Nephi until 1954 when she moved to Las Vegas, Nevada, and then to Idaho Falls, Idaho in 1959.
For seven years she ran a motel, the Pine Crest Lodge, every summer in West Yellowstone.
She was a member of the LDS church and served as a Primary teacher and a den mother. She was above all a mother, a defender of children.
Children and grandchildren's birthdays were always remembered. For the children, the daily story book and nap were a ritual for all, and they knew that if they waited long enough she would go to sleep and they could sneak out.
She was always ready with a freshly squeezed lemonade and a cold wash cloth for the aches and pains of a sick family member. She had the ability to make each of her children and grandchildren feel that they were the favorite one.
She was a patient feeling person. It took patience to raise seven children, to make the trek to West Yellowstone every summer.
She washed a million diapers and sheets. We hope indeed that she will find a place as a gardener, not as a laundry lady wherever she might be.
Her talents and interests were many and included gardening, sewing, fishing, collecting sea shells and rocks. She loved birds.
She belonged to a group of women who fished together regularly at a secret fishing hole which she would not divulge. It remains a secret.
She appreciated natural things and taught her family to value the things of nature, the out of doors, flowers, forests, animals and birds.
We remember one summer, with all she had to do running Pine Crest Lodge with the help of three rebellious teenagers and four toddlers, watching her patiently pick up a nest and the baby birds which kept falling out of it because the mother bird had built a nest in the wrong place where the wind continually blew it down. Many times she patiently wrapped her hands in tissue paper and picked up the little squawky birds very carefully and placed them back in the nest.
She applauded the women's rights movement in her later years and enjoyed her senior citizen status and the freedom to say what she thought. She loved to argue politics with Brien and had very definite opinions.
We will remember her for her kindness and caring for each of us, for her love of beautiful things, which to her were butterflies, curving seashells and wildflowers; and for the values of honesty and integrity which she stood for.
We remember her optimistic belief in the good in every person, her adventurous spirit, and even her procrastination!
She has passed from loved ones here to loved ones waiting for her there.
She leaves an empty spot in our hearts and a rich heritage of sweet memories.
She grew up in Utah, attending school in Spanish Fork and Nephi, graduating from Juab High School in 1935. She worked as a proofreader for the local newspaper, The Nephi Times-News, and spent some time working as a maid in Beverly Hills, California during the summer after she graduated from high school.
She met Pat K. Whittington while working as a waitress in the Venice Cafe on Main Street in Nephi, where she served him his noon meal. He was a mechanic who worked across the street at the Ford Garage. They eloped and were married on February 18, 1937 in Flagstaff, Arizona. She lived in Nephi until 1954 when she moved to Las Vegas, Nevada, and then to Idaho Falls, Idaho in 1959.
For seven years she ran a motel, the Pine Crest Lodge, every summer in West Yellowstone.
She was a member of the LDS church and served as a Primary teacher and a den mother. She was above all a mother, a defender of children.
Children and grandchildren's birthdays were always remembered. For the children, the daily story book and nap were a ritual for all, and they knew that if they waited long enough she would go to sleep and they could sneak out.
She was always ready with a freshly squeezed lemonade and a cold wash cloth for the aches and pains of a sick family member. She had the ability to make each of her children and grandchildren feel that they were the favorite one.
She was a patient feeling person. It took patience to raise seven children, to make the trek to West Yellowstone every summer.
She washed a million diapers and sheets. We hope indeed that she will find a place as a gardener, not as a laundry lady wherever she might be.
Her talents and interests were many and included gardening, sewing, fishing, collecting sea shells and rocks. She loved birds.
She belonged to a group of women who fished together regularly at a secret fishing hole which she would not divulge. It remains a secret.
She appreciated natural things and taught her family to value the things of nature, the out of doors, flowers, forests, animals and birds.
We remember one summer, with all she had to do running Pine Crest Lodge with the help of three rebellious teenagers and four toddlers, watching her patiently pick up a nest and the baby birds which kept falling out of it because the mother bird had built a nest in the wrong place where the wind continually blew it down. Many times she patiently wrapped her hands in tissue paper and picked up the little squawky birds very carefully and placed them back in the nest.
She applauded the women's rights movement in her later years and enjoyed her senior citizen status and the freedom to say what she thought. She loved to argue politics with Brien and had very definite opinions.
We will remember her for her kindness and caring for each of us, for her love of beautiful things, which to her were butterflies, curving seashells and wildflowers; and for the values of honesty and integrity which she stood for.
We remember her optimistic belief in the good in every person, her adventurous spirit, and even her procrastination!
She has passed from loved ones here to loved ones waiting for her there.
She leaves an empty spot in our hearts and a rich heritage of sweet memories.
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