Momma was born September 4, 1917, in Cannonville, Utah, to Samuel Troggett and Martha Jane Henderson Graff. She was blessed October 7, 1917, by William Jasper Henderson, Sr. She was baptized July 18, 1926, by Leon Campbell. She was confirmed the same day by Wallace Henderson.
Momma married Daddy, Verdell Dennett, on October 19, 1935, in Panguitch, Utah. They were later sealed in marriage on January 19, 1957, in the St. George Temple.
Momma died January 14, 1956. My sister, Linda Carol, the fourth daughter of Indra and Dell, joined her mother in heaven December 26, 1956.
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Indra Henderson Graff lived in Cannonville her whole life. She was the oldest child of Samuel Troggetts and Martha Jane Henderson Graff.
Indra had to do most of the outside chores as her dad was gone to the sheep herd most of the time. The burden were heavy for her. Indra was always self confident in her life. She always knew what she wanted. She was loved and revered by all. She always knew the right words to say at the right time, she could be tough but she could get really angry. She hid a lot of her heartache behind loud laughter and angry outbursts. But no greater privilege be had than to know her.
Indra had such a great capacity to love that she befriended even the person she was angry at if they appeared to be getting the worst of the deal.
Indra milked the cows and she would squirt milk into the mouths of cats that had followed her to the corral. The younger kids wanted to have the milk squirted into their mouths but Indra always missed and the children's hair was always still but when we were found out, mother put a stop to it.
Indra was a good care giver. She never put up with nonsense when mother and dad were gone.
One day a small lamb fell into the outhouse and it was Indra's job to fish him out. He smelled so bad we gave him the name of shity until mother heard us quarreling and renamed him, we didn't want to feed him but mother made us take turns until dad decided he was to go out with the herd.
In about 1940-47 (it had to be before 1943 because my Grandmother died 3 months before I was born) Indra had been assigned to sing a solo in the Mother's Day program at Church. Mother was to sick to go so after Church Indra came to the house and sang some of song for her. Indra had a beautiful singing voice, but she couldn't get through the song, Indra knew that mother was dying...she wept bitterly.
Indra loved pretty things. During her teenage years formals made of satin, velvet, and taffeta were popular. The dances in Cannonville were beautiful with all the pretty colored dresses. The 3 surrounding town got together for these dances.
I used to love to sit and watch Indra get ready for the dances, she was so very beautiful but she hated her freckles. On her they were beautiful though. Indra and her friends would have taffy pulls and sing a song called "I'm Looking for an Angel," A song that Indra sang a lot was called "Sis Feet of Dirt." It was sang at her funeral. The words are ; "I'll sing you a song of the world and it's ways, And the many strange people we meet---From the rich man who rolls in his millions of wealth, to the struggling wretch on the street. But a man, tho he's poor, and in tatters and rags, We would never affect to despise; But think of the adage, remember, my friends, That six feet of dirty makes us the same size."
One time I told Indra I would never eat rabbit. Time went by and Indra asked Kent and I to come down for dinner. No one in their right mind would turn down dinner at Indra's house...It was a delicious meal as usual, lots of feather light biscuits and lots of fried chicken and gravy. Indra knew I did not like chicken drumsticks so she set one on my plate and I told her to give it to Dell and Kent. She did and gave me another part of the chicken. I ate piece after piece of the delicious meat and I asked Indra how many chickens did she cook. She said only one and all but the drumsticks were still in the oven, the meat I ate was rabbit. I have never known a better cook than Indra, she could make a meal out of nothing. I was sure she would be famous for her Carmel dumplings. Following is the recipe;
2 Cups sifted flour
4 tsp baking powder
2 1/2 cups sugar
1/2 cup shortening
1 1/4 tsp salt
1 1/4 cups milk
4 cups boiling water
1 tsp vanilla
Mix flour, baking powder, 1/2 cup sugar and 1 tsp salt. Cut in the shortening. add milk and stir until mixed. Melt 2 cups sugar in large heavy skillet until carmelized to a light brown. Add boiling water carefully. Stir with temperature on simmer until all sugar is dissolved. Add 1/4 tsp salt with vanilla. Drop dumpling mixture by heaping tablespoons spoons into carmel syrup. Cook on simmer for about 20 minutes. Serve hot or cold with cream.
Indra was very popular with both boys and girls. b ut while waiting for the truck from Bryce Canyon to come by and pick up the girls, all in their formals, the truck came by and told them they would be back in 15 minutes after they pick up the Henrieville girls. When Indra seen the truck coming, she said she was going to marry that man, Dell Dennett) because she admired a man of his word.
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