Walter & Mary Ogden Family Reunion

Kim remembers his dad, Larry Ogden, born Feb. 12, 1933.

"I really miss him! He was more than a dad, he was my friend and an all around good guy who loved life and his family and to play and have fun. I could go on and on about Dad."

Fred's memories of Larry:

Larry and I were like brothers. He was just one year older. We shared the same bedroom and worked side by side every afternoon on the farm after school. We would then come home and milk six cows before having our supper and hustling out to see the girls.

We played ball, raced horses, swam in the river and explored the forest trails together.

Larry was a cowboy. He lived it, worked it and loved it. He was a boy in the time of Gene Autry and Roy Rodgers and he named his horses after Trigger and Flicka. Larry knew how to harness and drive a team of horses. He knew how to saddle and pack the mules. He knew how to cook and bake the meals at sheep camp. He knew how to find every trail through the high country.

Larry loved to sing, whether it was Gene, Roy, Nelson Eddy or Jan Peerce. He would sing while we rode, worked, or milked. I remember when we were in the RHS chorus and we sang in the Tabernacle in Salt Lake. We sang our hearts out; Larry passed and I got a “D.”

Larry was a bit of a rascal and one year he only made it to seminary 5 times. Grandma was upset. Grandpa had him work longer and harder on the farm.

I think it was 1951 when Larry enlisted in the Air Force. He became a corpsman. One Christmas we were taking Larry back to Salt Lake to the train and there was a serious multi-vehicle accident involving 20 or more trucks and cars in Mt. Pleasant. We avoided crashing. Grandpa sent me on foot back to the top of the hill to warn oncoming traffic. Larry proceeded to use his skill and knowledge to help the injured people at the bottom of the hill. As usual, Grandpa figured out the things that needed to be done.