So shall it be with my father: he shall be
called a prince over his posterity, holding
the keys of the patriarchal priesthood over the kingdom of God on earth, even the Church
of the Latter Day Saints, and he shall sit in the general assembly of patriarchs, even in
council with the Ancient of Days when he shall sit and all the patriarchs with him and shall
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  • Name ALVEY, George 
    Born 24 Mar 1884  Arnold, Nottingham, England Find all individuals with events at this location  [2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12
    Christened 27 Jul 1884  Arnold, Nottinghamshire, England Find all individuals with events at this location 
    Gender Male 
    WAC 14 Oct 1925  MANTI Find all individuals with events at this location 
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    Died 25 Nov 1957  Panguitch, Garfield, Utah, United States Find all individuals with events at this location  [9, 10, 11, 12
    Buried 30 Nov 1957  Escalante, Garfield, Utah, United States Find all individuals with events at this location 
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    Person ID I54314  Joseph Smith Sr and Lucy Mack Smith
    Last Modified 19 Aug 2021 

    Father ALVEY, James Sr.,   b. 12 Oct 1849, Arnold, Nottinghamshire, England Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. 2 Mar 1932, Escalante, Garfield, Utah, United States Find all individuals with events at this location  (Age 82 years) 
    Mother MAYFIELD, Sarah,   b. 28 Jan 1852, Arnold, Nottinghamshire, England Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. 10 Mar 1944, Escalante, Garfield, Utah, United States Find all individuals with events at this location  (Age 92 years) 
    Married 19 Dec 1872  England Find all individuals with events at this location 
    Family ID F22251  Group Sheet  |  Family Chart

    Family SPENCER, Ann,   b. 30 Mar 1883, Escalante, Garfield, Utah, United States Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. 19 May 1972, Idaho Falls, Bonneville, Idaho, United States Find all individuals with events at this location  (Age 89 years) 
    Married 5 Dec 1905  Escalante, Garfield, Utah, United States Find all individuals with events at this location 
    Last Modified 25 Sep 2021 
    Family ID F26695  Group Sheet  |  Family Chart

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    Link to Google MapsBorn - 24 Mar 1884 - Arnold, Nottingham, England Link to Google Earth
    Link to Google MapsChristened - 27 Jul 1884 - Arnold, Nottinghamshire, England Link to Google Earth
    Link to Google MapsMarried - 5 Dec 1905 - Escalante, Garfield, Utah, United States Link to Google Earth
    Link to Google MapsWAC - 14 Oct 1925 - Manti Link to Google Earth
    Link to Google MapsBuried - 30 Nov 1957 - Escalante, Garfield, Utah, United States Link to Google Earth
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    • Written by: Edna Alvey Peterson

      When I first asked my father for the story of his life, he said, "Oh I haven't done anything very important in my life, but play, work, get married, raise a family, and someday I'll die." No, he didn't have a book written about him, or anything great that will go down in history, except in the minds and hearts of his seven children and all that knew him.

      He had faith in the common people because he was one of them, he trusted and served them, he hated shame, hypocrisy, cheap politics, and self-glorification for personal ends, and he placed the moral issue above all else.

      He tried to do right because it was right, not for the sake of policy. He was unselfish almost to a fault, but he was always charitable toward men of opposing convictions, and he judged men by what they were, not by what others said they were.

      My father George Alvey was the sixth son of James Sr. and Sarah Mayfield Alvey, he was born in Arnold Nottingham, England, and immigrated to the United States in 1889 with his father, mother and 14 brothers and sisters.


      My parents really took on a big undertaking when they brought that big family, all young children under 17 years of age, across the ocean, which took six weeks to land on the shores of a new country.

      They sacrificed much, to them it did not seem like a sacrifice, for they did not know the meaning of comforts and luxuries. Father was a foreman in a lace factory and a small land owner, but it took lots to provide for a large family even back in those days. They were poor in money, but had sturdy qualities that gave value to money and value to life. They made the best of their few possessions and their limited opportunities.

      I can remember Grandmother Mayfield, she was just a little bit of a woman, and grandpa Mayfield had a great long white beard. They walked to the gate the day we left, and wouldn't come any further because they were so sad. Mother was the only one of her family to come to America.

      We started the long journey from England, leaving at the port in Liverpool. We came in an old boat, and I would guess that it took us 60 days, maybe longer. Mary Ann was the oldest child and she was 17, then they were down in age (I was just 5 years old) to Ann who was a very small baby. She became very sick and they thought she was going to die. The captain of the boat said if she died they would have to bury her in the ocean, she got better.

      The Elders that converted Father and Mother to the Mormon religion were John Carry and William Wright and Iziac Rutlleston, who helped us to the boat.

      An old Irishman we called Uncle Hyrum helped me and Samual on the boat. He took hold of our hands and walked us around deck, so we wouldn't fall over-board. You know there were big holes that we little boys easily could have fallen out into the ocean.

      I can remember when we came into New York Harbor and saw the Goddess of Liberty. There was a beautiful big flag on the base of the statue, and being a little boy, I said, "Oh see that pretty rag on the end of that stick".

      The only thing I can remember of us coming across the plains from New York, was the big train wreck. That night Father come to us and told Mother that he felt we should move to the end coach for the night. Mother argued that she had just got the children settled for the night, and she couldn't see why they couldn't stay were they were. Finally she relented and we went to the coach. Outside there was an awful rain storm, and it had been raining all day. The rivers were running high. The train had to cross a deep gorge, and when the train hit the bridge that crossed it, the bridge collapsed, letting all the train except the coach into the flooded river, and all that were saved were two missionairies and our small family that was in the coach.

      Even though I was a small boy this made a great imression on my mind, and I knew then and now, that God will guard and protect those who put their trust in Him.

      Father was sent to Southern Utah by the President Brigham Young to settle in Escalante. Grandfather Alvey came to America a year before and had been sent to Hillsdale (now Hatchtown) where Grandfather died and then Grandmother came to Escalante where she lived the remainder of her life.

      When I was 8 years old I started to school, there meeting a lot of young people, but the best friend I ever had was Zettland Mitchell. I wouldn't dare to tell you all the things we did while we were young, or you would think I was awful, but one thing I learned early was, friendships are fragile things, and require as much care in handling as any other fragile and precious possession.

      I went to school long enough to pass from the seventh grade and would have passed from the eighth but I just couldn't stand the Principal, Mr. Bean. If all my teachers could have been like Louis Bushman I would have finished.

      We worked hard, because the country was new, and what we got we took from the land. We had nothing but crude ways and working tools, but they have led to useful machinery. We never did feel that others owed us a living.


      They lived well, gave an excellent account for themselves, accomplished the impossible. We enjoy a high standard of living today because they endured a low standard of living without complaint. Patience was their great virtue. Endurance was written in their every act. Humble, faithful, trusting in God, believing that virtue is its own reward.


      Father took up the trade of painting and farming, but us boys did most of the farming when he could get us to. Especially when we were young kids. I remember Father would send me and Sam to weed corn, but instead we would get bugs and make them race. We liked the big black stick bugs best of all. When father came to see if were working, and find us playing he got a stick. But I never got the licking because I could run faster than Father, but poor Sam.

      We made and burned brick to build us a home, which we completed in 1898. It was a big home for that time, it had five rooms and a leanto kitchen.

      Life wasn't all hard work, we had our fun too. Of course, it was different than what you call fun today. We danced, had parties, dated girls. Oh, I remember one girl I'll never forget, I was real sweet on her, but one night I went to her home for dinner, and low and behold when I left I had lice, and by the time I got rid of the lice my love for her fled.

      I thought I was really in love with Edith Porter, but she married George Barney while I was away to work, and when I came back with a broken heart, so I thought, there was your mother, beautiful brown eyes and all. From that day to this she has made my life a heaven here on earth.

      We were married December 6, 1905 by your Grandfather Joseph Spencer, who was the bishop at that time, and I loved her so much I decided I wated her for life and all eternity. So, we went to the temple at Manti and had our work done on 25th of October 1925.

      Life wasn't easy, the first 5 months. We lived with Grandfather and Grandmother Alvey, then bought a place from Pole Roundy then later bought this home from Noah Rogers.

      We were married just 18 months when our home was blessed with a beautiful little son, that day I really became a man. He was born 19th of June 1906. We gave him the name of George Mazel. God must have loved us for Thelma came to us 9th of November 1908, she was a little beauty, big brown eyes like her mother, and flazin hair. I suppose we just hit the jackpot for Mark came 12th of May 1909. He looked like a little old man, but we loved him just as much. I remember Mother saying, "He has been waiting so long to come, but he didn't shake all his age befre he got here."

      During this time I helped farm and heard some sheep for Grandfather Spencer. While herding I started a herd of my own, and to save money I did a lot of the caring for the sheep myself, but also kept the land Father had granted me.

      Royal was born 30th of April 1911 and Edna came two years later on the 1st of July 1913 and Victor the 10th of July 1915 and Clema 18 November 1920, which completed our family. God has been good, all of our children came into the world with strong bodies and keen minds.

      Life must ever be an investment, the quality of the investment decides the results. We invest wisely when we have high aspirations and great resolutions and endeavor to back them up. We must not do less than that, for an investment in character is the best of all investments. So I say again we were indeed blessed.

      At times I have wondered how we would make ends meet, clothing and feeding our children, but God has always provided, and kept the promise to your Grandfather Spencer. If he would join the church and leave all, and come to this country for His sake, he and his posterity would be provided for and never go hungry.

      Yes, we have had our share of sorrow too. In September 1922 Mark became very ill, we called the doctor and he said he had inflamation of the bowels, but instead God took him home, this was our first great sorrow, but sorrow and heart aches come in raising a family, the broken limbs, the bashed in face from the kick of a horse, the falls, the tumbles, the measles and all childhood diseases have made us more strong to endure to the end.

      Next, Thelma was taken on August 4, 1939 and Victor the 15th of February 1952, both leaving families, but I still say praise be to God in all His glory for blessing us so. We are given much in the way of possibilities, opportunities, blessings, and right to live well, succeed and build lives of personal power and good influence. To receive is fine, but to deserve what we recieve is finer.


      Now may I add, he worked, suffered, and struggled, he commended no course of action that he would not personally pursue. On the 19th of November 1957 after spending a lovely day at church and planning a Thanksgiving dinner with my Mother, Father had a stroke that paralized him. He was then taken to the hospital where he was called to Him who gave him life on the 25th of November 1957.

      So he lives in the hearts of his children for he gave so much and asked so little. May we always be worthy of the wonderful name and example of our Father.

      Elder Payne's Account of the Immigrants' Trip (James and Sarah Alvey Family Included)
      A Deseret News representative has had a conversation with Elder William P. Payne, of Fillmore, Millard County, who had charge of the company of immigrants, which arrived in Salt Lake City on the 20th ultimo. He left on his mission to Great Britain, May 3, 1888, and on his arrival at Liverpool was assigned to labor in the London Conference, as traveling elder. He remained in that conference during his whole mission, and met with good [p.643] success in his labors. He engaged in 115 outdoor meetings, baptized 26 persons, and distributed from door to door about 1,300 tracts. Elder Payne says he never enjoyed himself better in his life, and when his health began to fail and it was suggested that he should return home, he made a strong objection. He grew still more feeble, but was still averse to leaving the field. A severe attack of inflammation of the lungs came on, and the presiding authorities considered it imperative that he should leave the damp English climate before winter came on. He was accordingly released. Brother Payne gives the following account of the trip from Liverpool to Utah:
      We left Liverpool on August 31, and from thence to Queenstown the ocean was as smooth as glass. We stopped at Queenstown about three and a half hours, waiting for the mails. Here the wind arose, and kept getting stronger. When we reached mid-ocean the ship began to roll badly, though the swell on the water was not at first very considerable. Presently, however, it reached such an extent that the waves swept over the deck. Many seasick passengers were at this time either sitting or lying upon it. I shouted to the members of our company that they must go below, and those who were unable to do so were rendered assistance. Before they could get cleared away, however, a huge wave had dashed over the sides of the vessel, causing the utmost consternation and drenching some of the passengers. After the elapse of an hour or so the sea again became calm, but next day the waves raised once more, accompanied by a high wind, rendering it impossible to stand upon the deck. For five or six hours there was another lull, but after that the ocean became as rough as ever, and so continued until the arrival at Sandy Hook. Fortunately, however, the Wisconsin escaped almost entirely the fury of the gale which pervaded along the Atlantic Coast.
      Sandy Hook was reached about three o'clock on the afternoon of Wednesday, Sept. 11th, but the water was so dangerously rough at this time that no pilot would venture out, and the Wisconsin was compelled to lay at anchor until next morning, drifting around the lighthouse, and occasionally tossing about in a most unpleasant fashion. Indeed a large number of passengers - more especially the women and children - were so terrified that they preferred to walk the cabins during the greater part of the night instead of going to bed, the frequent blowing of the fog-horn by no means lessening their terror.
      Morning at length came, still the waters raged violently and still no pilot could be seen. Three other vessels were now awaiting that anxiously-looked-for guide.
      Towards eleven o'clock a.m. a boat was lowered from the Wisconsin's side and a crew of six men started out on the tossing sea, now and again being almost lost to view amid the angry waves. This frail craft was making for an outward bound steamer, off which the pilot was taken and rowed to the Wisconsin. Having been put on board, the vessel headed for New York Harbor, where it safely landed us about three o'clock in the afternoon. Having remained on board all night, we were met next morning by Mr. Gibson, agent of the Guion Line, and by him treated with every courtesy.
      The same afternoon we proceeded to the Old Dominion Docks, took up our abode there for the night, and on the following day, at 2:30 p.m. set sail for Norfolk [Virginia]. The voyage was an extremely pleasant one, and we were treated handsomely. The journey from New York to Norfolk occupied some twenty-four hours.
      It was raining heavily when we started from Norfolk, and so continued during the remainder of the day. The streams of water began to increase rapidly in volume until midnight, when we reached the stone bridge at which the unfortunate accident occurred, four miles east of Lynchburg, Virginia.
      Questioned as to this catastrophe, Elder Payne proceeded to say: The engine and tender, after passing over the bridge, were thrown from the track on to their sides, and completely wrecked. The engine lay about sixty [p.644] feet from the track, the tender about thirty feet, and the baggage car forty. The last named was wholly demolished, while the baggage was literally crushed to pieces. The first coach struck the opposite abutment of the bridge, the coach wheeling around and dropping upon its side on the bed of the creek, some thirty feet below. Three of its four sides were mashed up, and the passengers within were violently thrown upon each other in a huddled mass, the seats, racks, luggage, broken glass, etc., being piled upon them. One of the sisters, Mary Evans, aged 32, had her shoulder blade broken; Catherine Evans, her daughter, aged 11, had her leg badly bruised; Margaret Lewis, 22, sustained a similar injury, as did also Sarah Hills, 36, whose foot was likewise hurt; and Frederick Holton, 59, received an injury to the back.
      The next car came in contact with the upper portion of the abutment of the stone bridge, jerking the inmates into the fore-end of the car, which had dropped to an angle of some 60 degrees. Adeline Allen, 24, had her left arm broken near the shoulder; Elder L. H. Durant [Durrant] met with a severe bruise on the left leg; some few others escaped with slight abrasions. The third coach remained on the rails.
      The conductor of the train, who was very much excited, shouted to the occupants of the third car to get out as quick as possible, stating that all the people in the first coach had been killed. This announcement, for a few moments, created a great sensation, men, women, and children - most of them but partially dressed- hastily quitting the car. The rain was now pouring down heavily, and some of the unfortunate passengers were up to their waist in water.
      Among the first to alight from the third car was Elder Payne, who, in company with Elder [W. C.] Farnsworth, made immediately for the first car. Not hearing a sound within, Elder Payne picked up a piece of timber which was lying on the ground and broke in one of the windows. Thinking in the darkness - for it was midnight - that another catastrophe had befallen them, the affrighted ones shrieked out, but were soon reassured.
      Elder Davies [Thomas B. Davis], who had charge of the third coach, lost no time after this in obtaining a light, and to the anxious inquiry of Elder Payne as to whether anyone was killed came a welcome answer in the negative. The door of the car was broken down and the prisoners were released from their trying position. The glad intelligence that no lives had been lost soon ran around, and greatly comforted the whole number of the Saints.
      It was at first feared that the baggage master, brakesmen, and fireman had perished in the wreck, but happily all anxiety on this score was soon set at rest.
      The conductor, directly the accident happened, ran and turned the signals against an approaching train.
      The whole of the passengers having alighted, they were obliged to remain out for upwards of two hours, exposed to the elements, many of the women and children being without even shoes and stockings. These, together with wraps and other articles of clothing, had been left in the wrecked cars. Strange to say, however, not one of the company caught the slightest cold.
      The injured were taken every possible care of until their removal elsewhere could be arranged for. Shelter was provided for them at three or four houses adjacent to the scene of the accident, the occupants of the premises giving them every assistance within their power, and preparing food for those in need.
      Meanwhile a special train had been telegraphed for to convey the immigrants westward. Upon its arrival the baggage, or what remained of it, was transferred from the wrecked cars, a hundred or more Negroes and others aiding in the work. Up to this time the baggage, in consequence of its damaged condition, had been under the charge of two men especially deputed to watch over it. The necessary arrangements completed the train started upon its journey. Elder Durant [ L. H. Durrant] and Adeline Allen, two of the injured, having been seen by a medical man, were left behind at one of the dwellings before referred to, under the watchful care of Elder John Shelton and Patience Bennett.
      But yet another trouble was in [p.645] store for the unfortunate immigrants. Just before they arrived at Memphis, Tennessee, they were run into by another train, which had the effect of throwing the end car off the track. Though it was very full of passengers, yet strange to say not one of them was injured. Mrs. Wheeler, an elderly lady, was jerked from her seat, but in no way hurt. This caused a further delay of quite three hours; but, after all, the detention proved fortunate as it afterwards transpired that shortly before a washout had occurred in several places ahead, and had the train proceeded uninterruptedly on its way serious consequences might have ensued. When the collision happened the immigrant train was going very slowly, but the other one was moving along at a good rate. The occupants of the damaged car were transferred to another which had been brought up from Memphis, upon reaching which place the entire company changed cars and transference of baggage was again made.
      Upon reaching Kansas City we were met by Mr. Hendershot, who did all that lay in his power for our comfort.
      From Norfolk to Memphis and again from Memphis to Kansas City we were provided with wretched cars; indeed they were hardly fit for cattle to ride in; while from Kansas City to the end of our destination the cars placed at our disposal were of the most comfortable description. The conductors throughout the entire journey treated us with every kindness and consideration.
      Safe at Pueblo, we fully hoped that we had come to the close of our adventures; but not so. Near Castle Gate Station, in Castle Gate Canyon, the engine became disabled and we were detained for about six hours and a half, which seemed to drag very heavily, as we made up our minds to be in Provo fully two hours before we left our camp. Finally an engine came to our relief and we were soon at P. V. Junction, where all those who booked for that place left us, and were met by their friends and conducted to their final destination.
      We had not left P. V. Junction long before we came to another stop, waiting for another train. The wait was long and tedious, and on inquiry we learned that the wires were down and we could not get orders through.
      By and by another start was made, and the remainder of the journey proved uneventful, the company landing safely and well, though tried and weary, in Salt Lake City. The entire trip from Liverpool occupied twenty-one days, and the experiences of that journey I shall never forget.
      Elder Payne, on behalf of the Saints, presented the captain of the Wisconsin with an address before the party quitted the ship, thanking him and his officers for their kindness during the ocean voyage. This the captain suitably acknowledged.
      A letter from Lynchburg has been received by Elder Payne, since his arrival here, stating that Elder Durant [L. H. Durrant] and Sister [Adeline] Allen are progressing satisfactorily. [p.646]
      BIB: "From England to Utah," The Latter-day Saints' Millennial Star 51:41, (Oct. 14, 1889) pp. 643-46. (CHL)

      Funeral services for George Alvey were held Saturday, Nov. 30, in the South Ward Chapel with Bishop Lorell Munson presiding and Grand McMullen conducting. Prayer in the home was by Lorenzo H. Griffin.

      Prelude and Postlude music was by Arcola Gates, she was also the accompanist for the singing. Opening song, "Oh My Father" by the Singing Mothers; Invocation by Andrew Spencer; song "In The Garden", Singing Mothers; Speaker, Pres. J Clyde Spencer; song "Beyond The Sunset", Veda Mitchell, Verda and Louise Liston and Betty Alvey; Speaker, Bishop Lorell Munson; song "The Lord Is My Shepherd", The Singing Mothers; Benediction, Melvin Alvey. Dedication of the grave was by Vernon Peterson, burial was under direction of Neal S. Magleby Mortuary.

      Mr. Alvey died Monday, Nov. 25, 2:30 p.m., in the Panquitch hospital after a stroke. He was born March 24, 1884, in Arnold, England, to James and Sarah Mayfield Alvey. He came to the U.S. in 1889, to Escalante in 1894.

      On Dec. 6, 1905 he married Ann Spencer in Escalante; it was later solemnized in the Manti LDS Temple. He was a farmer and an active member of the LDS Church.

      Survivors include his widow; 2 sons, 2 daughters; George Mazel, Orem; Royal, Tropic; Mrs. Vernon Peterson, Nampa, Idaho; Mrs Louis C. Lund, Clinton, Iowa; 19 grandchildren, 3 great grandchildren; 2 brothers: Sam and Tom of Escalante (Tom is in Salt Lake City with his son Howard and was not able to come); 4 sisters: Eliza McInelly and Mable Pratt of Escalante; Anne Adams of Kanab; Sarah McCullen of Delta.

      The services were impressive and very well attended, relatives and friends who used to live here and lots of folks from Tropic. The immediate family were all here and wish to express their appreciation for the sympathy and kindness of the peoploe, not only here but in Panquitch, especially the doctors, nurses and folks at the hospital who did eveything in their power for the comfort and well being of these folks."

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