TITLE PAGE PIONEER (full name) BIRTH (date and place) DEATH (date and place) PARENTS MARRIED (who and date) ARRIVAL IN UTAH (date) (Company arrived with) William Rawle Rich 17 July 1884-Richville, Morgan Co, , Utah 7 Oct 1942 - Morgan, Utah William Henry Rich Flora Kate Rawle Ethel Randall - 18 November 1908 Dora Clark - 15 September 1926 HISTORY (who wrote) (date written) (who submitted) (address) Glenna Rich Porter - daughter 398 West Young Street Morgan, Utah 84050 CAMP k COUNTY SUBMITTING South Morgan Morgan (Camp Historian & address)^ Elma Dickson Rt 2, Morgan, Utah 84050 County Historian address)^ Veloy Tonks Dickson Camp County PO Box 203, Morgan, Utah 84050 SOURCE OF INFORMATION & PAGE NUMBERS: HISTORY OF WILLIAM RAWLE RICH William Rawle Rich was born July 17, 1884 in Richville, Morgan County., the son of William Henry Rich and Flora Kate Rawle. He was the third child of eleven. Six brothers and four sisters. Richard Henry, John Pond, George Rawle, Parley Ingledew, Leroy and stillborn baby boy, Millissa, Margret Roxy, Lillian Flora and Maud. Grandfather Rich operated a store (grocery and hardware) where Doyle Tucker's home is now. (31 E 100 N) Dad did the work as janitor and night watchman. One night while sleeping in the store he was held up. Two men entered the store through the windows in the roof of the store. While working he earned mjney to buy a gold pocket watch. He thought alot of this watch. One day he took some cattle up Monday Town, when he got back he found that he had lost his watch. He felt very bad about it. That night he prayed about it and the next morning he had a feeling that he knew where the watch was so he went to look for it. He found the watch. There were cattle tracks all around the watch but it hadn't been touched. Dad also did work on the farm in Richville. When he was old enough to date it was done by horse and buggy. Both he and Uncle Rich had a horse and buggy. One night Dad's horse came into the yard, laid down and died. Playing "flinch" cards was an evening pass-time. Much "bob-sleigh" riding was done in the winter. Dad was a wonderful baseball player, playing the position as catcher. He could sit in catcher's position and threw the ball to second base. A very good batter but usually had someone run for him. (This is a little history given by Bert S. Dickson.) The first baseball team in Richville that I can remember was John Henry Dickson, pitch; Joseph T. Waldron, catch; James rich, first base; Albert Dickson, second base; Ray Rich, third base; Alel J. Dickson, left field; Billy Rich, your father, centerfield; and Charlie Taggart Jr., right field. A few years later your father was catcher, Wallace Dickson, pitcher; James Peterson, first base; Rufus Dickson and Clair Rich, second; Douglas Dickson, third base; Clair Rich, short stop; Charles Rich, centerfield; Henry Rich, right field; Able J. Dickson, left field. I'm sure other boys from Richville were part of this team. This team was later named the Dickson's and Rich's or the D and R. team. James Peterson played first base and both the Rich's and the Dickson's claim¬ed half interest. This team beat the great South Morgan team who boasted of the greatest pitchcr the county ever had. His name was Tom Fry. Richville with the D's and R's won the county championship, thanks to your father, Billy Rich, who hit two home runs and also stopped Walt Francis of the Morgan team trying to steal second base two times. Your father with the flip of his arm could stop them from stealing. Billy Rich was the Babe Ruth of this team, many games he hit home runs to win. One day when Richville was playing, a man from the East saw Billy catching and throwing the base runners out and hitting the ball out of the playing field. He offered to take your father to Chicago to play with the White Socks. Billy Rich was a good sport, fair and honest player. A good catcher and a fine hitter. I think he learned to place his hits playing Tom Rounders as a boy going to school. This was the big sport at recess and noon hour and after school everyday. The Richville fans loved him. In 1907 I (Bert S. Dickson) joined this team combined with the Morgan County team and as we were one of the best in the state, was asked to play three daya at Park City. Park City was booming in those days and base ball was the main sport. We played three days and won all the games. The last game was on Sunday and as soon as the game was over, we went to the train, with our ball suits on, as wc did not have time to change clothes. On this train there was only one passenger car. Just as we got seated and ready to start, Pres. Moses Taylor, President of the Summit Stake got on the train. Pres. Taylor was well acquainted in Morgan and knew all our Fathers. Now I will name this team. Pres. Dan Heiner's sons, Henry Heiner, Sill Heiner, Brent Heiner, and son-in-law, Milt Croft. Pres. William H. Rich's sons, Billy and Jack Rich. Pres. William W. Francis' brothers, Walter Francis and Albert Francis "Baut", Bishop A. D. Dickson's sons, Rufus and Bert. Wallace Dickson, son of William H. Dickson of the High Counsel. Pres. Taylor called us together and gave a very good talk on keeping the Sabbath Day Holy. That ball team never played again on Sunday. We were state champions after beating Park City. Billy Rich wan with a homer in the nineth inning. William (Billy) Rawle Rich was married to Ethel Randall, Nov. 18, 1908 in the Salt Lake Temple. To them were born seven girls and one boy. Glenna, Melvin, Mildred, Flora, Faye, Alberta, Ethelenc and Ethel. Mother died the 10th of Aug. 1924- and the 15th of Sept. 1926 he married Dora Clark. To them were torn six children, Carl, Beatrice, Bevctly* Dorothy, Doraleen. After he was married he lived in the house Kent Rich lives in now. Glenna and Melvin were born there. After he left Richville, he lived in the house that Aunt Ada Rich lives in now. (246W 200 N) He farmed about 20 acres of ground. He was also city marshal, janitor of the grade school and high school and had a milk route around Porterville and Rich/ille with Jim Rich, Frank Richfs dad. The milk was hauled to a creamery where the "Chic-to-go" is now and cheese was made. (100 N IE) In 1923 (Grandfather Rich had died) we moved to Richville and dad run grandpa's farm. Raising sugar beets, cabbage, milk cocs and chickens. He also delivered the "Desert News" around the county. While helping to put the water system in the Fair Grounds he was taken ill and had to be taken to the doctor. He learned he had an enlarged heart and high blood pressure. From then on he had poor health. He died Oct. 7, 1942 at the age of 59. He was weighing sugar beets at the scale house on the railroad tracks in Morgan. Dad was a kind and just father. If he knew something was not good for us, no amount of coaxing or crying would change his mind. We attended church without questions because we knew that was where we belonged. One Tuesday after many warnings to Faye to come straight home from Primary(and she didn't) she was sent out to get her own switch for a licking. She took Flora out with her to try the sticks to see which hurt the most. They all hurt but she was switched anyway and sent to bed without supper. Dad was quite a handyman. He could do plumbing, carpentry, wall paper, etc. It was-hard to make a living and money was scarce. Christmas was always enjoyed by dad. Although most of it was homemade, especially the Christmas decorations. Popcorn and cranberries were strung on strings and hung on the tree, also apples and pop-corn balls. Small candles were used for lights. If we got one gift we were lucky. He used to enjoy hiding gifts and putting a stick of wood and a lump of coal in our stockings. One Christmas Mildred wanted a new coat. (Most of our clothes were hand-me- downs), she got the new coat after much hunting for it. Dad was Bishop of the Richville Ward for awhile (1930-1931) Stanley Rose was a counselor. One day Dad was working on our old car. He had the front end jacked up on a block of wood. It slipped and pinned him under the car. It was a short time be¬fore Ethelene was born but mother lifted the front end of the car enough to let him free. When Dad had his teeth extracted, he had trouble because he was a bleeder. When be had his tonsils out in 1941 or 42 he also had trouble. Breakfast nearly always consisted of family prayer, cooked cereal, eggs, warmed up potatoes, postum or barley roasted, then boiled for a hot drink, and of course milk. Supper was bread and milk, radishes, Anions, lettuce from the garden in summer and fruit or jam in the winter. Dad was a big man, 6 ft tall and over 200 lbs.