Phoebe was born in Pocatello, Idaho on September 6th,
1905 to Charlotte and John Henderson in their home. She was baptized on her 8th
birthday which fell on Saturday. Her friends had a surprise party for her which
she thought was so fun.
After Phoebe turned eight, she started taking piano lessons.
From that time on, she studied piano for several years. She went to the “Teck”,
now Idaho State University, and studied piano for four years and accompanied
many students during their recitals.
Phoebe had wonderful memories of her childhood. She felt she
had many good neighbors and friends that she kept in touch with over the years.
She said she had a nice yard to play in growing up. They lived close to the
church building which was nice.
Her parents were kind and their home always full of love and
sincerity from her parents. They were always understanding and also proud of
their kids.
Her father was a railroad man and was gone a lot. Her mother
was always there for her children and giving them her time, love, and care.
Phoebe had three brothers and two sisters. There was always
lots of music in the home and they had a great time. Her brother played piano
and she played the piano and her sister Verda played the violin.
Phoebe didn’t like to practice the piano. She always used
practicing the piano as an excuse to get out of dinner dishes though. She used
to play the piano in primary as a young girl. She also played at school for the
kids to march into school and out to recess. She played the piano a lot in high
school as well.
Phoebe played in a dance orchestra and earned money doing
so. She traveled a bit doing that and had so much fun. They traveled by train.
She even played on the Indian reservation once and was fascinated by the Indian
culture and people. She would play almost every night at a dance club from 9 to
12. She said her parent never worried about her and her sister Verda because
she always knew where they were.
As she got older she became the ward organist and that took
a lot of her time as she had to play for so many things. The organ she played
was an old one that had to be pumped with foot pedals and it became hard work,
especially during choir practice when they were working on a program.
Phoebe met her future husband, Walt Fortier, at a football
game at the university. He came from Wisconsin for a summer job to work at
Loob’s Cheese Factory. He was to return in the fall to finish school but he
never did go back because they started dating.
They “went together” steady for over a year before they
became engaged. She said the day he asked her to marry him was the biggest day
of her life. They went to the University that same night to hear John Phillip
Sousa Band. It was such a thrill to her to hear such a great band. One day Walt
called her up and said “Let go down and get a license and get married”. After
they got the license she got cold feet and backed out. This was in the fall. They
kept the license and got married on December 17, 1926 in her old home on north
Harrison. They went on a little honeymoon to Logan. After three months of
marriage they moved to Salt Lake City, Utah where Walt started to work for a
company called Inter-Mountain Dairy Supply. They sold out to Monroe and Crisell
where he worked until he died.
They were very happy. Two years after marriage they had a
little girl who they named “Shirley Virginia”. Five year later they had another
girl and named her “Joan”. Two years later they had their third and last child,
another girl named “Janice Fay”. They cherished all their children.
Phoebe and Walt were married for 22 years when Walt got sick
and died. Phoebe never did remarry. Two years after losing Walt, Joan died at the
age of 15 from polio. Shirley soon got married after that so it was just Phoebe
and Janice together for a long time. Phoebe worked on the railroad during the
war and then worked at Western Motor Lodge where she worked until she retired.
They didn’t have much but they made it through. She worked 30 years as a widow.
Phoebe enjoyed her grandchildren very much. She always had a very tidy, but
very simple and meager apartment. She would hide her sweets under the couch
cushions when her grandchildren came to visit. She had a boisterous laugh and
would get the giggles. She always wore a hat and gloves whenever she went
anywhere. She was a very kind and sweet
lady. She died on September 21, 1981 in Salt Lake.
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