1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
2Deseret News, Obituary of Mary Ann Merrill (Published by Deseret News 12 Dec 1903.), 1903, Robert Grow. "Death of Mrs. Pratt
Early Settler and Faithful Church Worker Passes Away
Mrs. Mary Ann M. Pratt, widow of the late Apostle Orson Pratt, and a resident of this city for the past 52 years answered the final summons at 6:15 this morning, at the ripe age of 84 years and six months. Two years ago Mrs. Pratt fell and broke her right arm between the elbow and the hand and a day or two ago she broke the same member between the elbow and shoulder, which injuries caused her great pain and were no doubt the means of hastening the end.
The deceased was born June 2, 1819, at Southhold, Long Island, and joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in an early day, later becoming acquainted with and marrying Elder Orson Pratt, the ceremony being performed in the Nauvoo Temple. At the time of her conversion she was living in South Norwalk, Conn., but gradually moved westward and came to Utah in 1851, where she has been a resident ever since.
Mrs. Pratt was an active Church worker and was a frequent contributor to the columns of the Woman’s Exponent, a paper published in the interest of the Relief society. She leaves four children, they being Milando, her oldest son; Mrs. Vianna Eldredge, wife of Joseph U. Eldredge, Sr.; Mrs. Lathilla Kimball, wife of Joseph Kimball, and Prof. Valton M. Pratt; also numerous grandchildren and several great grandchildren. An only brother in the person of Capt. Henry B. Merrill, lives in Connecticut.
The funeral will take place from the residence of her son, Milando Pratt, 565 South State street, on Monday, Dec. 14, at 1 p.m. Friends are invited.".3Journal History of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Deseret News 17 Dec 1903, 1903. "Good Woman Laid To Rest
Some history in the Life of Mrs. Mary Ann Merrill Pratt
One of the Old Pioneers
She Leaves a Veteran Brother Who Also Made a Name for Himself in the Community
With the passing of Mrs. May Ann Merrill Pratt last week another pioneer was gathered to her long rest. The deceased was truly a pioneer, having come with her husband, the late Apostle Orson Pratt, from Nauvoo, Ill., from whence the Saints were exiled in the winter of 1846, to the Missouri river, where she remained while her husband accompanied that noble band of path riders of 1847 to the Salt Lake Valley.
It was the intention of Mrs. Pratt to join her husband upon his return from the long trip across the plains to Utah and with him return to the valleys of the mountains. This was not to be, however, for some time. Apostle Pratt returned to Winter Quarters but it was for the purpose of making arrangements to go to Europe as president of the mission, he having been called for that work by President Brigham Young. Apostle Pratt accordingly left his wife with others of his family on the Pottawatomie grounds, Iowa, until his return from Europe. Mrs. Pratt then immigrated with her husband to the valley of the Great Salt Lake, arriving here in September, 1851.
She was the mother of five children, viz.: Milando Pratt, Mrs. Vianna P. Eldredge, wife of Joseph U. Eldredge, Mrs. Oradine P. Kimball (deceased), wife of Samuel Kimball, Lathilla P. Kimball, wife of Joseph Kimball, and Valton M. Pratt, all of this city; and by whom she has had 33 grandchildren and 29 great grandchildren.
Mrs. Mary Ann M. Pratt was born June 2, 1819, at Southold, L.I., N.Y., died Dec. 12, 1903, aged 84 years, 6 months and 8 days.
The story of the life of Mrs. Pratt is best told perhaps in the following synopsis which was written by herself in connection with her genealogical record and sent to Gen. Lewis Merrill of Philadelphia, Pa., June 8, 1885, and which was read at the funeral on Monday:
“My father, Valentine Merrill, and his brother Marvin were potters. Marvin invented the first sugar loaf molds for making loaf sugar, made of clay, for which they got the patent right, and manufactured many thousand dollars worth, which they shipped to the New York market by a sailing vessel. Their business they carried on at Norwalk village, which was pleasantly located and had a commanding view of the water as it ebbed and flowed. Their vessel came in at high water mark, up a narrow creek. They unloaded the clay for making their ware at the right side of the vessel, and reloaded the ware from a warehouse at the left.
“My father was in the war of 1812. He was a staunch Whig and was always on the side of equal rights and religious freedom.
“I became a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in February, 1842, at Norwalk, Conn. I emigrated to Nauvoo, Ill., in August, 1843, where I married Prof. Orson Pratt, who was one of the Twelve Apostles of the Church. The latter part of February, 1846, I was exiled from Nauvoo, I had to leave my home with the rest of the people, to seek a home among the savages in the far distant west; and as my forefathers and mothers fled from persecution, so did I, that here in my mountain home I might breathe the air of freedom of thought and action and enjoy that patriotic feeling that courses through my veins, inherited by my ancestors--the “Merrill blood”—who rather suffer privations away from the land of their birth, than dwell with the unjust. Bust our enemies have followed our footsteps and are trying to bring us into bondage, depriving us of our political and religious rights by inducing Congress to enact and pass expost facto laws contrary to the constitutional laws of our country.”
Out of a family of nine, six brothers and three sisters, only one brother survives in the person of Capt. Henry B. Merrill of Green Point, L.I., N.Y. The accompanying picture is reproduced from a cut in the Brooklyn Daily Times, which paper in a recent issue under the date line of Greenport, L.I. , has the following to say:
It is doubtful if there is any one on the eastern end of Long Island who has led a more eventful and varied life than Capt. Henry B. Merrill, of this place.
Capt. Merrill was born at South Norwalk, Conn., Feb. 16, 1824, and commenced his seafaring career at the early age of 13 years, on the sloop Lady Washington, which hailed from Sag Harbor, but laid up at East Marion. After three years in the coasting service, then being 16 years of age, he shipped on his whaling voyage as a common seaman, but from which he afterward worked his way up to second mate. During his voyages he passed around the world three times, landed on the coast of Alaska, on the eastern coast of Russia, stopped six different times at the Sandwich Islands, crossed the equator 16 different times, rounded Cape Horn four times, saw seven burials at sea and helped to kill 150 whales.
Capt. Merrill was also a Forty-niner, going to the California gold fields as second mate in the good ship Huron from Sag Harbor, which made his fourth trip around Cape Horn. Capt. Merrill had an interest in the cargo, which consisted of pine lumber and brick. Mill-worked boards, which had cost $16 a thousands home, were sold for $325 a thousand. The bricks which had cost them $5 a thousand at home, were sold for $75 a thousand.
After spending seven and one-half months in the gold fields, during which time each one made an average wage of $5 a day, Capt. Merrill came home and once more engaged in the coasting trade, being master of different vessel for 46 years, during which time lost only one vessel. Capt. Merrill has a record of 59 years of continual sea service, not a year passing in that time but what he was at sea.
The latter part of Capt. Merrill’s seafaring life was passed as masters of two different yachts—the Sea Witch and the Viking. Capt. Merrill has a good memory and states that when he first went to New York there was not a house within half a mile south of Bellevue hospital. Not one of Capt. Merrill’s companions, who went with him to the gold fields is now alive, he alone remains to tell the wonderful stories of the experience of the Forty-niners.
Capt. Merrill is now 80 years of age, but he looks so hale and hearty that one would not think him over 65. He is a member of the Methodist Episcopal church, of this place, which he joined in the fall of 1848.
The captain lives in a beautiful little house on First street, which was built in 1844, and which was, in reality, the first house on that street. Although a seaman all his life Capt. Merrill has never used either liquors of tobacco.
The funeral services over the remains of Mary Ann Merrill Pratt were held on Monday at the residence of her son, Milando Pratt, 565 south State street, this city, commencing at 1 o’clock p.m.
The exercises were conducted by the Bishopric of the Eighth ward. In addition to these the following were present:
President Angus M. Cannon, Elders John W. Taylor, Golden Kimball, Joseph Kimball, A.M. Musser, William White and others, including Bishop E.F. Sheets, who were intimately acquainted with the deceased. The first five foregoing named were consoling and appropriate remarks eulogistic of the beautiful character of this noble woman.
Elder William White made the opening prayer and Elder J.D.H. McAllister the closing. The sweet strains of music were beautifully rendered by the following voices: Mr. Fred C. Graham, Miss Emily Grimsdell and Miss Nettle Raleigh, and piano accompaniment by Prof. Frank Merrill. The followings songs being sung: “O My Father, etc.” Mr. Graham, soloist; “Angels Ever Bright and Fair,” Miss Grimsdell; “I Need Thee Every Hour” and “Nearer My God To Thee.”
At the conclusion of the funeral services her son, Milando Pratt, received the following telegram from five of her grandchildren:
“New York, Dec. 14, 1903. Our deepest sympathy and love. Wish we could be there. George, (H. Gillett,) Viola, Miley, Leone, Ruth, Frank.”
Many old friends who knew Mrs. Pratt reaching a period ranging over 50 years, attended the services and accompanied the remains to the “city of the dead,” where they now rest beside the remains of her husband, the late Apostle Orson Pratt.
Elder Lorus Pratt offered the dedicatory prayer at the grave, which was finally profusely decorated with emblematic flowers contributed by relatives and friends.".
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
2The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Ancestral File (TM), June 1998 (c), data as of 5 JAN 1998, Family History Library, 35 N West Temple Street, Salt Lake City, UT 84150 USA.
1The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Ancestral File (TM), June 1998 (c), data as of 5 JAN 1998, Family History Library, 35 N West Temple Street, Salt Lake City, UT 84150 USA.
1The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Ancestral File (TM), June 1998 (c), data as of 5 JAN 1998, Family History Library, 35 N West Temple Street, Salt Lake City, UT 84150 USA.
2Jenson, Andrew, et al., Heber C. (Chase) Kimball, 1802-1868 (http://www.gapages.com/kimbahc1.htm), Shon R. Edwards, 1039 N 2575 W, Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A. "Heber C. (Chase) Kimball
1802 - 1868
Born 1802 near Sheldon, Vermont
Married Vilate Murray 1822; later practiced plural marriage; sixty-five children
Baptized along with Brigham Young 1832
Zion's Camp 1834
Ordained Apostle 1835
Two Missions to Great Britain 1837-38, 1839-41
First Counselor in First Presidency, 1847-1868
Died 1868 Salt Lake City, Utah
Heber C. Kimball was born June 14, 1801, near Sheldon, Vermont, to Solomon F. and Anna Spaulding Kimball. At the age of ten the family moved to western New York. His schooling as was typical in rural New York. He became a potter.
He became physically impressive, some six feet tall and weighing more than two hundred pounds, with a barrel chest and dark eyes. He married Vilate Murray in 1822.
He, his friend Brigham Young, and their wives joined the Church in 1832, after a two-year period of inquiry, and in 1833 they moved to Church headquarters in Kirtland, Ohio. He participated in Zion's Camp with honor and distinction. Though many murmured against the Prophet during those weeks of hardship and deprivation, Heber was not one of them. That loyalty was one of his lifelong attributes.
Heber was one of the original Twelve Apostles selected when that quorum was restored to earth after almost two thousand years. The Prophet Joseph Smith said of him, "Of the Twelve Apostles chosen in Kirtland,… there have been but two [who have not] lifted their heel against me—namely Brigham Young and Heber C. Kimball"
As the Saints were driven from Missouri, Heber and Brigham Young worked to organize their egress. Then selecting a spot on the Mississippi River in western Illinois, the pair began building the city of Nauvoo and provided overall leadership until the Prophet returned. Elder Kimball helped build the Nauvoo Temple and received his temple ordinances therein.
When Joseph Smith taught him privately that God required him to enter into plural marriage, he was initially reluctant. Then kept his plural marriage to Sarah Noon secret from Vilate until she came to him and announced that she had been shown by the Lord that the principle was true. Elder Kimball ultimately married a total of forty-three women (in many cases a caretaking rather than an intimate relationship), and by seventeen of them he had sixty-five children.
In December 1847, at Kanesville (Council Bluffs, Iowa), the First Presidency was organized, with Brigham Young as President and Heber C. Kimball and Willard Richards as his counselors. He served many years with honor and distinction until he died June 22, 1868, from the effects of a carriage accident, ending thirty-six years of unexcelled, dependable service to the Church.
Bibliography
Andrew Jenson, LDS Biographical Encyclopedia, Vol. 1, p.34
Lyndon W. Cook, The Revelations of the Prophet Joseph Smith, p.263
Encyclopedia of Mormonism, Vol.2, KIMBALL, HEBER C.
2005 Church Almanac, p.57.".
1The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Ancestral File (TM), June 1998 (c), data as of 5 JAN 1998, Family History Library, 35 N West Temple Street, Salt Lake City, UT 84150 USA.
2Reeder, Jennifer, Online tribute of Prescindia Lathrop Huntington (http://www.mormonwomenhistory.org/final/biographies/plk.html), 2007, Shon R. Edwards, 1039 N 2575 W, Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A. "Prescendia L. Kimball
In attempting a brief sketch of this noble woman’s life, it is not necessary for me to state in regard to her ancestry, more than to say she is the elder sister of Mrs. Zina D. Young, the same genealogical references will suffice for both.
Prescendia Lathrop Huntington was the fourth child of her parents, and was born in Watertown, Jefferson County, New York, September 10th, 1810. Mrs. Kimball is said to be the exact counterpart of the Eliza Huntington whose likeness is in the book, the record of the Huntingtons, as a type of the race. Sister Prescindia is a woman to see once, is to remember always. She reminds one of the dames of olden times, large, tall, grand and majestic in figure, dignified in manner, yet withal so womanyl and sympathetic that she seems to be the embodiment of the motherly element to a degree that would embrace all who came under her influence.
Prescendia Hungtion was married at the age of seventeen to Mr. Norman Buell. Their first child, George, was born in Mannsville, December 12th, 1823. Soon after they moved to Pinbury, Lewis County, where they made a comfortable home. Here their second son was born, December 25th, 1831, and in November 1833, by an accident was so severely burned that he died. In 1835, her mother came to visit her, and brought her the first intelligence of the Prophet Joseph and the record from the Hill Cumorah. They sold their property the following winter and by spring reached Kirtland, Ohio. June 1st, 1836, Sister Prescendia was baptized and confirmed by Oliver Cowdery, and on the 9th her husband received the same ordinance. April 24th, 1838, her first daughter was born in a tumble-down dwelling on the Fishing River, Clay COunty, Mo., but lived only four hours. Here on two occasions she, without protection, encountered an armed mob, but was saved from their hatred; they left her. Her husband had by the time apostatized. The Huntingtons were obliged to elave Far West at the time of the driving of the Saints from Missouri in the spring of 1839, and Sister Prescendia felt entirely alone and forsaken. She says, “there was not at this time, one Saint in Missouri, to my knowledge.” About this time was born her son Oliver, just after the dreadful outrages perpetrated against the Saints in Missouri. In the fall of 1840 Mrs. Buell moved from Missouri and settled between Quincy and Nauvoo. During the ensuing five or six years she made frequent visits to the Saings, among others the families of Joseph and Hyrum, and Father and Mother Smith. Joseph himself taught her the principle of plural marriage. THe sisters who had entered into these covenants were in one sense separate and apart from all others. No tongue can describe, or pen portray the peculiar situation of these noble, salf-sacrificing women, who through the providence of God helped to establish the principle of celestial marriage. The crisis came when the Propphet and Patriarch were foully murdered.
The time came for the performances of the ordinances in the Temple at Nauvoo. Sister Prescendia availed herself of the privilege to go and receive her blessing. Hereafter we recognize her as the wife of the Apostle, Heber C. Kimball. The next great event in the history of this people was the exodus from Nauvoo. The Saints had nearly all left for the West; Sister Prescendia felt as if she were at the mercy of the mob, and indeed, plans were laid to destroy her. As if in answer to her prayers, her brother, William, sent her a messenger telling her to leave all and come. On the 2nd of May, 1846, she walked out of her house leaving all behind her, taking her little boy who was sick and not able to be up but she was flying for her life. With the help of her son, George, she got away. SHe traveled all night, and reached a friend, Dr. Spurgeon, by daybreak. Took some refreshment and went into the woods with her little boy, staying all day, fasting and praying for deliverance. She says: “I picked flowers for him and gave him water from the running stream. At night I went back to the doctor’s, sleeping with my sick boy on a little bed on the floor. Next day I hid in a wagon. When we arrived at Nashville, I saw a man whom I knew, looking for me. I learned afterward he intended taking my child from me. My brother, Dimick, sent his sons to see me safely out of Illinois. I stayed in a deep ravine while some things were brought to me, and slept on a buffalo robe on the ground at night with my little child. No tongue can tell my feelings in those days of trial; but I had considered well, and felt I would rather suffer and die with the Saints, than live in Babylon as I had lived before. We arrived at Bonaparte. The excitement and exposure brought on fever and I was very ill. We at last arrived at Mt. Pisgah; there I found my father, my sister, Zina, and her children. They were in a log house without chimney or floor; sickness prevailed. Very soon men were sent by the Government that had suffered us to be driven out at the point of a bayonet. I saw the five hundred men enrolled as volunteers to take up the line of march to Mexico. My brother, Dimick, brave-hearted and strong, with his family, among the number. His wife, Fanny, had a daughter born under most trying and painful circumstances. I was left behind at what was then called Cutler’s Park. My father and Zina were at Mt. Pisgah. My brother, Dimick, in Mexico, my brother, Willian, in St. Louis, my brother, Oliver, on a mission in Europe; then came the news that my father had died at Pisgah; my friend, my counselor, my own dear parent, to whom I had looked for counsel for the future that stretched out before me like a great, unknown desert, unrelieved and barren. I had only my Heavenly Father left, and I reached out in faith to the One above to open the heavens for me and aid me in my loneliness. I was in a new, wild country without means. Joseph and Henry Woodmansee wanted me to keep house for them. As soon as I was settled their father wrote for them, and I was left in charge of their house. I started a school which was a great blessing to the children. The house was built of logs and covered with dirt and straw, with a little straw upon the floor.”
Here Sister Prescendia toiled with scanty fare, teaching the children, and when school was closed for the night her voice would leave her, from weakness, but she loved the children and gained their affection. It was an ague country, provisions were scarce, lack of vegetables and fruit caused sickness. After a painful and dangerous illness, Sister Prescendia recovered her health. About this time three brethren who went with the Mormon Batallion, came back to Winter Quarters, having been sent on special business from Pueblo. Says Sister Prescendia, “I never saw such a pitiful sight before as these poor, worn-out travelers presented. Their clothing hung in rags, their faces burned, and with sun and snow they were nearly blind. Their feet were wrapped in rawhide from the buffalo. I sat and heard them tell how fearfully they had suffered crossing the prairies in the dead of winter, and all this in defence of a Government that had driven us defenceless women and children into a strange wilderness. I could not refrain from weeping when I looked upon these my brethren and realized how they had suffered.”
Early in the spring a few pioneers left to search out a haven of refuge for the Saints. The sisters left almost alone, lived near to God. They used often to meet together and pray. The gifts of tongues, interpretation, and prophecy were given them at this time for their consolation. In May, 1846, Sister Prescendia and her little son, Oliver, left Winter Quarters. She, like many others, had to drive team, yoke, cattle, etc. though in delicate health. She arrived in Salt Lake Valley September 22nd, and moved into the old Fort. January 6th, 1848, Sister Prescendia had born to her a daughter. The baby was a great comfort to the lonely mother who had left her home and come thousands of miles away. No daughter was ever more fondly loved than this little one.
She was named Prescendia Celestia, and was rightly named Celestia, for she was more like a celestial being than a mortal one. President Young once asked her name; quick as thought, he said, he said, “Celestial Prescendia.” Coming here as the Saints did provided with only the barest necessities; there was much privation to contend against. The families of Brigham and Heber shared in these respects equally with the others. When Sister Prescendia’s babe was quite small, she had to put up an umbrella over them in bed to protect them from the rain. Sister Prescendia was patient and thanked her Father in heaven that he had permitted her to gather to the Rocky Mountains, and also that she had been permitted to become a mother under the new and everlasting covenant of marriage. Nothing could be more affecting than her story of the loss of this lovely child. She dressed her for a visit, and gave her in charge of her brother, while she finished her preparations. He took her to the family of President Young, and as they were seated at the table, each gave her a kiss, admiring her beauty, President Young last.
Returning to the mother, he sat her down a moment to cut a willow from the water’s edge, and turning to her--she was gone. The sweet face, that going out smiled such a tender good-bye, was brought in cold in death. Vilate, the first wife of Heber, said, “The flower of the flock is gone.” Years have passed since then, but the bauty of that little face is undimmed in her mother’s memory.
Sister Prescendia was for fifteen years secretary of the Sixteenth Ward Relief Society.
Sister Prescendia’s labors have been in the House of the Lord, and annointing and administering to the sick. Hundreds have asked for her presence at their bedside--the name, Prescendia--has been almost like that sweet word, mother. I reflect upon the lonely, trial path that she has trod, the wounds her heart has bourne; and listening to the tender pathos of her voice, the sublimity of her words; the nobility of her life commanding my love and reverence.
If I could choose the picture which should be historical, it should be as I have seen her; standing, her grand figure becoming wrapped in a large, circular cloak, a handsome, large, black bonnet shielding her venerable and beloved face from the falling flakes of snow. Looking upon her I thought her the very picture of a Puritan exile, a revolutionary ancestress, and a Latter-day Saint veteran and pioneer. I shall always remember her thus, it is an ineffacable picture in my memory.
Since writing the above, the following appears in the Deseret News of September 11th:
“Manifestation of Respect.”
Yesterday being the anniversary of the birthday of Sister Prescendia L. Kimball, a party of ladies numbering about thirty, of her personal friends, mostly of very long standing, assembled at her residence. A lunch was partaken of about noon, and subsequently the gathering took the form of a meeting, at which all present expressed themselves appropriately to the occasion. The sisters also presented the venerable and repsected lady, a handsome black satin cloack, trimmed with fur and lined with crimson plush, for winter wear. We are pleased to be able to stat that Sister Kimball’s health has considerably improved during the last few days.".
1The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Ancestral File (TM), June 1998 (c), data as of 5 JAN 1998, Family History Library, 35 N West Temple Street, Salt Lake City, UT 84150 USA.
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.
1Shon R. Edwards. 1039 N. 2575 W., Layton, UT 84041-7709, U.S.A., sre.1966@gmail.com, (801) 444-3445.