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Uncle Jack Jeffords

by niece, Phyllis Jean Parker

My most vivid recollection of a great man — a gentleman and a lover of the Great Outdoors — my Uncle Jack Jeffords — is of a wild Jeep ride over the Sandhills, rounding up the Angus cattle for shipping. With my hand on the ceiling of the Jeep, we rode at a breath-taking pace — seemingly clinging to the side hills like flies on a ceiling. I’m not ashamed to admit that my heart was beating like a trip-hammer as we precariously descended one hill, only to climb another even more treacherous!

With one hand hanging on to my cowboy hat, and the other braced hard on the Jeep’s roof — I gasped at Uncle Jack — “Can’t you slow down a bit — after all, we don’t want two human bodies and a “totaled” Jeep shipped out in the same semis as the cattle!”

“Oh, relax, P.J.,” this Jeep with its four wheeled drive is fool-proof. Just enjoy the ride. Get your stick there on the floor. That maverick yearling over there may need a bit of a prodding.”

And SO we rounded up the cattle. A day in my book that I’ll never forget.

And such assurance; such a positive outlook; such ease of accomplishment — he had all the finesse of a past master of the old and experienced ranch foreman.

Then another summer, he took me East from the Camp to the Dismal River Valley — we were carrying guns, — he a 12 gauge shotgun, and I a lightweight 20 gauge. As we trudged easily along the trail, nothing missed his eagle eye. There were the tracks of a raccoon; a badger had dug in that south sand blowout; a beaver dam erected at the bend in the river; the wild chokecherry crop had been good that year; as had the wild plums — and when the trees were in bloom, such a gorgeous sight with their soft pink fluff — and the fragrance; a time to be glad you were alive and in good health!

And there, indented in the powdery gypsum dust, were the tracks of a loping jackrabbit. Such birds — gay meadowlarks with their throaty call and bright yellow plumage; red and yellow-winged blackbirds; the tiny snowbird darting in and out of the low brush like hummingbirds; the stately sandhill crane, and the fantastic blue heron standing one-legged like his cousin, the stork, biding his time until a school of minnows caught his eagle eye; the predatory chicken hawk, soaring like a glider — just how does he know which down or up draft to take?? The chattering sparrow, the diving coot (or mudhen), black and white in his tuxedo feathers; the “Shit-a-Quart” taking off in splattery glory; — a veritable aviary of birds allocated to a sandhill sanctuary.

And insects — the huge homesteader grasshopper. with his long saw-toothed legs; the gnats that can be so irritating and so many; a blue-bottle fly; sand fleas; a sweat bee that can dive onto target with deathly and painful accuracy; the buzzing honey bees gathering their nectar from a flowering alfalfa field and ad infinitim. Will the insects some day, take over our world?

A large coyote trace — made, Uncle Jack said — late last night, probably stalking a newborn Angus calf; and the scraggly tracks of the sharp-tailed grouse — following his beaten grass-laid maze — the game we were after!

We walked quietly, no conversation — when Uncle Jack stopped, put his finger to his lips, and said in a whisper:

“Watch now. They’ll fly any moment” — just how did he know? A built-in radar that man had, attuned to nature’s sounds on a micro-wave

Sure enough — the birds flew — like bolts from a chain lightning flash — and we opened fire. Two birds down — one in heavy cover. Oh, to have old Mike, or dependable Boots at our sides. But both dogs are long gone to their Happy Hunting Ground. So, we waded into the muck and mire, and of course, Uncle Jack spotted the dead bird.

So we propped our guns up against the old willow tree by the U-turn of the Dismal Creek, and wandered on (after hanging the two birds on a high branch — gutted and bled — while we meandered on down the river bed looking for arrowheads.

“A partial”, I screamed, as I picked up a fragment of a chipped arrowhead — and a small blue trading bead: Uncle Jack said quietly, “Well, what do you know — here’s a steelhead”, — proof that the WHITE traders had been in the territory.

So we whiled away an afternoon that ended all too quickly. How I hated to see the day end. Good things, arrive in such packages.

Picked up our birds and our guns, walked back to the jeep and headed for “the camp”. Such a perfect day with a grand old man! The patience of Job he had, and so thoughtful of our ignorance of outdoor lore — always explaining, never impatient, satisfying and answering one’s hardest or easiest questions.

Such a privilege to have been one of the recipients of his careful and watchful teachings. How can I ever thank him? No way– except to honor his memory and somehow pass on to a novice a few of his great teachings and knowledgeable lore. No way to even come close to doing the teaching job he has accomplished — all we can do is try and do what we can.

Other memorable occasions:

(1) Trout fishing on the North Loup for German Brown; (2) Camping overnight on the Loup; (3) Taking his old Llewellyn Setter, Mike, for a long walk; (4) Playing cribbage or a hot game of 3-handed Solo with him and my mother and Aunt Lucy; (5) Eating some gourmet “first” from his wild-growing knowledge of the Sandhill flora — like cactus buds, Indian potatoes, buffalo (or buck) berries, yucca sprouts, etc.

So it is with deep regret and a noticeable heartache, that I bid you farewell. Uncle Jack, you have been an idol and a teacher I’ll never forget. May your Happy Hunting Ground be all that you hoped for; may you meet again with your wife, Aunt Grace, and have your own “Shang-grl-Ia”. May the cold ‘Nor-Easterner’ never blow where you are; may the sun shine brightly for all the time, and may your old friends be on deck to greet and welcome you!

Source:
McPherson County: Facts, Families, Fiction
Published 1986
Pages 387-388

Who’s Who in Nebraska – Mrs. Clara Jeffords Humphrey

HUMPHREY, MRS CLARA JEFFORDS: Homemaker; b Broken Bow, Neb Nov 27, 1884; d of Charles H Jeffords-Mary Elizabeth Price; ed Broken Bow; m Arthur Gilbert, Humphrey Oct 30, 1910 Broken Bow; s Carl Gilbert, Jack Alfred; d Phyllis Jean; 1903-06 Custer Co sch tchr; 1906-07 Hooker Co sch tchr; 1907-11 P M. Mullen; 1925-27 representative from dist 91 to Neb legislature; 1939 historian of Hooker Co for “Who’s Who in Neb;” during World War Hooker Co chmn for Liberty Loan drives; Amer Leg aux, past pres; past matron OES; past pres Mullen Welfare Club; past pres St Joseph Guild; Episc Ch; 1914- chmn womens div, Hooker Co Rep Central Com; hobbies, horse racing, cattle raising; res Mullen.

Who’s Who in Nebraska – Arthur Gilbert Humphrey

HUMPHREY, ARTHUR GILBERT: Attorney; b Davis Co, Ia May 10, 1880; s of Alfred H Humphrey-Charlotte Runkle; ed Southern Ia Normal, Bloomfield Ia; Des Moines U, BD 1898, LLB 1904; m Clara C Jeffords Oct 30, 1910 Broken Bow; s Carl Gilbert, Jack Alfred; d Phyllis Jean; 1898-1901 tchr, Davis Co Ia schs; 1904-06 prin, Mullen schs; 1905 adm to Neb bar; 1905- priv law prac, Mullen; 1906 Hooker Co judge; 1907- except 2 terms Hooker Co atty & commr; 1936- Mullen city atty; 1907-36 mbr town bd; 1934- pres Hooker Co Lib Assn; Neb St Bar Assn; past mbr Mullen sch bd; past regent Hooker Co HS; during World War mbr Hooker Co draft bd; AF&AM 282 secy, ch mbr, 1st master; KT, Broken Bow; Tangier Shrine; Comml Club; Golf & Gun Club; past pres; Rep; 1914- chmn Hooker Co Central Com; hobby, fishing; res Mullen.

BE Reeves Family Photo

(L to R) Back Row: Betty, Ray, Ruby, Lois; Front Row: Arthur, Evelyn, Ida, Bulus, Iola

Betty K. Reeves Senior Picture

Emery E. & Alta L. Reeves Gravestone

This is the gravestone of Emery E. and Alta L. Reeves in the Park Hill Cemetery, Vancouver, WA.

Elzie & Clara Reeves Wedding Photo

Source:
Photo courtesy of Gary Crandall

Note:
This is Elzie’s first wife, Clara Crandall.  She passed away in 1916, and Elzie later married Anna Gilkey in 1918.

Emery & Alta Reeves Wedding Photo

Source:
Photo courtesy of Gary Crandall

Reeves Family Photo from 1916

(L to R) Back Row: Emery Reeves, Bulus Reeves, Elzie Reeves, Harry Reeves, William Matherly, Ivan Reeves; Front Row: Alta (Crandall) Reeves holding Nina Pearl Reeves, Clara (Crandall) Reeves, Jack Reeves, Emma (Reeves) Matherly holding Genevieve Emma Matherly, Marcia Myrtle Matherly (seated), James Louis Reeves (seated), Clara May Reeves

Source:
Photo courtesy of Gary Crandall

Aaron & Mary A. Reeves Gravestone

This is the gravestone of Aaron & Mary A. Reeves in the Sandyville Cemetery, Sandyville, IA.

Source:
http://iowagravestones.org/gs_view.php?id=182908

Note:
Permission to re-post given by imagegpa

Lee and Trixie in Bed

Trixie has figured out that Lee’s new bed is pretty comfy.

Edward & Dora Ida Krichau Gravestone

This is the gravestone of Edward and Dora Ida Krichau in Highland Park Cemetery, Ravenna, NE.

Arthur Krichau Gravestone

This is the gravestone of Arthur Krichau in Highland Park Cemetery, Ravenna, NE.

Peter J. Krichau Gravestone

This is the gravestone of Peter J. Krichau in Highland Park Cemetery, Ravenna, NE.

Jens R. & Anna R. Krichau Gravestone

This is the gravestone of Jens R. and Anna R. Krichau in Highland Park Cemetery, Ravenna, NE.

William Thomas Haney and Sarah Gibson

The Henry Lambrecht Family

Top Row (L to R) Marie (29), Louise (59), Elsie (17), Henry (74), Susie (33); Bottom Row (L to R) Fred (36), Theodore (24), Herbert (21), Walter (26)

Lambrecht Family History – 1980’s

Lambrecht Family History – 1959

Early Settlers West of Broken Bow

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Source:
S.D. Butcher’s Pioneer History of Custer County
Published 1901
Pages 323-324

Note:
The photos in the story are labeled incorrectly as “E. Jeffords & Mrs. E. Jeffords” when it should be C.H. Jeffords.

Legislator Carl Jeffords

CARL P. JEFFORDS Thirty-ninth District. Member of the Legislature in 1943 and of the special session in 1944. Born at Broken Bow, November 12, 1888. Ancestry Dutch, Irish, Scotch, Welsh and English. Married Myrtle Gard, May 4, 1918; two children. Attended Broken Bow public schools and the University of Nebraska. Has been a school teacher. Is a stockman and farmer. Has served on the school board and as justice of the peace. Is a member of the American Legion. Address: Mullen.

Source:
Nebraska Blue Book, 1944
Page 208

 


CARL P. JEFFORDS. Thirty-ninth District. Member of the Legislature in 1943, 1945 and of the special sessions in 1944 and 1946. Born in Broken Bow, November 12, 1886. Ancestry Dutch, Irish, Scotch, Welsh and English. Married Myrtle Gard, May 4, 1918; two children. Attended Broken Bow public schools and the University of Nebraska. Has been a school teacher. Is a stockman and farmer Has served on the school board and as justice of the peace. Is a member of the American Legion. Address: Mullen.

Source:
Nebraska Blue Book, 1946
Page 207

 


Note:
The 1944 entry incorrectly shows Carl’s birth date as November 12, 1888, and is later corrected in the 1946 entry showing November 12, 1886.

Note:
Carl’s older sister, Clara (Jeffords) Humphrey, was also a Nebraska Legislator from 1925-1927.

Johnny Wilson Army Picture

Obituary Vonnie J. (Jeanie) Gibson

Vonnie J. (Jeanie) Gibson, deceased, January 13, 2001, at Clarkson Hospital in Omaha, Nebraska.  She was born to Vilas H. and Neva J. Jones on November 7, 1954 in Broken Bow, Nebraska and married Daniel P. Gibson on May 29, 1976 in Mullen, Nebraska.  Of this union two children were born, Terra Dawn, 21, and Wade William, 18.  Jeanie’s childhood years were spent in Mullen, Nebraska where she graduated from Mullen High School in 1973.  Throughout school she enjoyed being a cheerleader, the senior class president, and participating in volleyball and choir.  After high school, Jeanie was employed as a teacher-aide at the Coble School northwest of Mullen, Nebraska.

Following her marriage, they moved to Kearney, Nebraska where Jeanie was employed at Killion Motors, Bryant Elementary School, and Buzz’s Marine.  In 1992 the family moved outside of Gibbon, Nebraska, until 1998 when they relocated to the Omaha area.  While residing at Beaver Lake, Nebraska, Jeanie was employed at Tincher Auto Group of Plattsmouth, Nebraska.

Her hobbies included bowling, soccer, fishing, archery, camping and other outdoor activities.  Jeanie was a very loving and caring mother and wife who always put her family first, and held a special place in her heart for children and animals.  Her colorful sense of humor, bright smile, and jubilant personality touched many lives and created lifelong friendships.

Jeanie is survived by her husband, Dan, of Beaver Lake, Nebraska; children, Terra and Wade, both of Lincoln, Nebraska; sister, Bonnie Bain, of Curtis, Nebraska; brothers, Don Jones of Omaha, Nebraska, and Ron Jones, of Hastings, Nebraska; mother, Neva Andrews, and stepfather, Garlan Andrews, both of Mullen, Nebraska.

She is preceded in death by her father, Vilas H. Jones.  Visitation was held on Tuesday and Wednesday, January 16 and 17, at O’Brien-Straatman-Apfel Funeral Home.  Services were held on Wednesday, January 17, 2001, at 10:30 a.m. at St. Luke’s Episcopal Church in Kearney, Nebraska with Mother Janet Sturgis officiating.  Interment was at Kearney Cemetery.

Memorials are suggested to the church or to Bryant Elementary School in Kearney.

Vonnie Jones Senior Picture