Theodore
LeRoy Kemper
My
maternal grandfather, Theodore LeRoy Kemper, was born on 1 July 1910 in
Sturgeon, Boone, Missouri, to William Emmett Kemper and Lora Lee Montgomery. He
was the fifth of seven children with five sisters and one brother. He and my
grandmother, Vera Minnie Hargraves, met in Washington State and eloped on 9 May
1932. They had six children, three boys and three girls, one of whom was my
mother, JoAnn Carol Kemper. Like all marriages, my grandparents faced
difficulties and hardships, but they realized that to make their marriage work
they needed to talk things over.
My
grandfather was a hard-working man. No matter where they lived, he always
worked hard to support his family. Some of the various occupations he held
included taking care of a dairy, running the Church farm in Moses Lake, working
at different factories, selling luster craft, which was a type of pots, and he
opened two of his own businesses, a rental place and a lock and key place. He
didn’t have a lot of time to do anything besides work, but he always enjoyed
working hard. My mother never once heard her parents complain about hard work.
Sunday
was the one day a week my grandfather didn’t work, unless he had cows to milk
or there was an emergency. Sunday morning he took his family to Sunday school,
and early Sunday evening they had Sacrament meeting. The time between the two
meetings was spent at home or participating in church callings. When my
grandfather was at home on weekday evenings he could almost always be found in his
chair watching the television or taking a nap, sometimes both. Monday evening
was the exception, as it was set aside for family night, and they always spent
that evening together as a family, doing different things and talking about
different things.
When
I asked my mother to describe her father in just a few words, she described him
as a man that wasn’t afraid to try anything. He did everything he could to
support his family and he always made sure they had food on the table. He was a
fun, loving, and easy-going man. After he got his false teeth, he would use his
tongue to move his teeth up and down in his mouth. It always got the kids
laughing. While he was taking care of a dairy he was able to ride horses, and
he let his kids ride them, too.
My
grandfather passed away when I was nearly two years old. I don’t remember him,
but by asking my mother questions about him I feel like I’m starting to
understand the kind of man he really was. He was strong and firm, but kind and
loving. He did all he could to support his family and help his wife teach their
kids right from wrong. My grandparents faced many hardships in their lives, but
they made it through and their marriage lasted more than 50 years until my
grandfather passed away.
Vera
Minnie Hargraves
Vera
Minnie Hargraves is my maternal grandmother. She was born on January 18, 1914
in Peskan, Teton, Montana, to John Samuel Hargraves and Minnie Jane Reynolds.
She was the seventh of ten children with seven brothers and two sisters. After
my grandparents were married, they would occasionally drive to Wapato or
Toppenish to visit her parents.
My
grandmother was first and foremost a wife and mother, and she was always
productive. She occasionally helped my grandfather in his business, but mostly
she stayed at home to care for their children and their home. She could usually
be found cooking, canning, gardening, working on genealogy, baking, canning, and
occasionally sewing. She was particularly good at making quilts. She also wrote
two songs; one was written for her mother and is called “She Wears a White
Carnation in Her Hair” and the other is titled “Little Bird in the Tree.”
My
grandmother was very good with money. She was able to make a dollar stretch
quite a bit. She always watched for sales at the various grocery stores and
only bought things that were on sale. She also helped her husband, my
grandfather, whenever he had his own business by doing the paperwork and
keeping track of the books. Each year Vera would grow a garden to help with
food costs, and each fall there was always a lot of canning to be done. She
also frequently did ironing for other families to generate extra income.
My
grandmother was one for finding natural ways to help sicknesses. She never took
her kids to the doctor because she preferred to keep them at home and care for
them herself. The only time she would take them to the doctor was when she
didn’t know what was wrong, and that was rare. One of her remedies was mixing a
raw egg in with fresh milk. Her kids could always tell when there was an egg in
their milk because she would pour it for them instead of letting them pour the
milk themselves.
When
I asked my mother to describe my grandmother in just a few words, she described
her as a very strong woman. If there was something that needed to be done, she
would do it without complaining. She was a fun lady to be around, but always
willing to give consequences when her children disobeyed her.
My
grandmother died when I was fifteen years old. I didn’t know her as well as I
would have liked, but I do remember she was kind. I get my love for baking
pies, breads, and cakes from her, as well as my desire to find home remedies
for ailments. She was firm yet kind, and always willing to do what needed to be
done. I admire her strength and courage, and look forward to the day I can see
her again in eternity.
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| L-R: Theodore, JoAnn, and Vera Kemper at JoAnn's High School Graduation |



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