2 stories in one

WHAT TELEVISION PROGRAMS DID I WATCH AS A CHILD

For most of my childhood years, we did not have a television so therefore I did not watch programs. However, we had friends who lived across the street and there were times that we went across the street to watch TV at their house.

Some of the shows were sky king, The Lone Ranger, Sheriff John, Hopalong Cassidy, Captain Kangaroo, howdy doody time, and national velvet.

I remember visiting my Louise and Uncle Ernie on Sunday evenings and we watched Mr. Ed, lassie, Dennis the Menace,

When we got a TV, I think it was time for Gunsmoke, bonanza, paladin, Colt 45, combat, westerns of World War Two shows, the wonderful world of Disney, the wild world of sports as a teenager laugh in, yeah God don’t remember.

2nd Story
I think this may be a substitute for a story title they gave me of something about my father or my parents or what I know about them or something, but this is about my grandparents.

My grandparents the parents on my father’s side
Walter Lee Brock was born in South Dakota. Then moved to Oklahoma and as a teenager, I suspect about 16 years of age left Oklahoma with a little encouragement from the sheriff by train to Southern California. The story is told about my grandfather who got off the train in Los Angeles and saw a young lady and decided he wanted to marry her. Her family had nothing to do with him and would not let him call. Therefore, he enrolled in the high school she attended Los Angeles high school, and eventually convinced Marion Bertha True to marry him.
Marion Bertha True was born in Los Angeles around 1888. Her father was an attorney and the family lived on Spring Street in downtown Los Angeles. It was a difficult birth and the doctor we’re delivering the baby did not think she was alive and passed her off to an Ant to dispose of her while he worked to save the mother. Marion’s aunt placed the young child in the oven and when the doctor finally saved the mother he came out and asked what happened to the body. They pulled the little one from the oven and she was alive.
A year after her birth her father the Spring Street lawyer passed away. Leaving a young mother with an infant to raise. During many of Marion’s childhood years, she lived with relatives in Boston because her mother was unable to care for her. Eventually, her mother remarried, and Marion returned to Los Angeles.
My mother’s father Seth Wilson was also born in the late 1880 but in a small settlement in a high mountain valley in central Utah. He was a descendant of George Deliverance Wilson and Joel Hills Johnson Both of whom joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints during the early 1830s and knew Joseph Smith personally.
Because there was no high school in the little community where Seth lived, he walked over the mountain to the big city of Beaver UT and lived with a family for the school year. He did this all of his high school years.
He eventually met and married Alta Morrell who I believe was born in Junction UT small community in central UT. Around 1912 They traveled by horse-drawn wagon from central UT to northeast Utah an area that was just open for settlers known as the UN basin and settled in a spot named Tridell. During the 1920s when my mother was born, their house was the only home in the community with a telephone. Neighbors came to visit when they needed to use the phone or the children my mother included were often sent to find a neighbor to tell them they had a telephone call.
My grandmother Alta passed away in 1950 as a result of stomach cancer. I was born in 1948 and do not remember her. However, I was told that during the first 18 months of my life most of my time was spent Roosevelt with my mother’s parents and her older sister Carma and her husband Omni. This would be because my mother was very sick, and she was physically unable to care for me and my older brother Daniel.
My mother fella who was born in 1921 in a small Utah community move to the big city of Roosevelt UT (pop maybe 2,000) she became a teenager. She met my father who was from Los Angeles, which was the BIG city, during 1943 when she worked at Fort Douglas in Salt Lake City. My father was a photographer in the US Army assigned to Fort Douglas and then to a position in Ogden. They courted and my father Daniel Wesley Brock II investigated and joined the church. He was transferred to San Francisco where he was baptized by my mother’s uncle Hickenlooper and on October 4, 1944, they married.
After the end of the war the young lady from the small town in Utah moved with her big city-born and raised husband who is 13 years older than her to Los Angeles were together they raised seven children all of whom went on to college and some are had advanced degrees and seller graduated from college when she was 50 years old and began a career as a school teacher. She retired from the Los Angeles Unified School District in 1988 three years after her husband Dan passed away. After retirement, she moved to St. George UT where they owned a home that they had purchased in the early 1960s to be the retirement home. Unfortunately, my father did not make it to Saint George. She eventually knocked down the old Adobe home at the corner of 100 East and 200 S and built herself a new home where she lived until she was forced to move into an assisted living community. She passed away in April 2013.