Sheep and Roosters

When Denece was about 3 her mother never needed to worry about her leaving the yard.  This was because there was a sheep and rooster that would chase her if she left the yard.

A Church Loving Family

From Dora Baty Argyle

One of our other prayers were answered when one Sunday we were attending conference in Soda Springs.  Doyle was called to go on a mission.  We had always hoped he would go but when he didn't before he got married we gave up the idea.  We were so happy over this even though it did mean leaving his wife and little girl, Julie.  He left for Salt Lake City, Utah on 8 May 1954 and he has labored in Norfolk, Virginia and Fayetteville, North Carolina.  He has been out for four months and was made Branch President.  We are very proud of our son and the fine job he is doing on this mission but we are looking towards the day he will be home, May 1956.

(1954 Joyce, Doyle, and Julie Argyle)

 

Alene brings much joy to us and she is now thirteen years of age.  All of my life so far has been made rich by the lives of my husband and family.  I enjoyed all of them.  I was Young Women's President in the M I A and Primary President for three years.  I now teach in Sunday School and Primary and love every minute of it.

(1954 Alene Argyle)

 

My life has also been made full by the work my husband does in the church.  Much joy came into our home when he served two terms in the Stake Mission.  He is now second counselor in the bishopric to Joseph Eliason.  All our married life we have been good companions to each other and our children's joys and sorrows are also ours.

(1954 Delbert Argyle)

A Lasso in Church

When Doyle was 4 or 5 he lassoed a deacon while he was passing the sacrament in church.

He would also lasso Denece as a kid while she ran around the house.  He did it so much she got a rope burn around her neck and their mother Dora made him quit.

(1937 Doyle and Denece Argyle)

Moving Time

From Doris Alene Argyle Maughan

In the spring of 1970, my parents (Delbert and Dora) moved once again to the ranch near the home they lived in until Doyle and Joyce got married.  They bought a mobile home and fixed the yard and area to be beautiful.  Mother planted flowers and trees and loved it here.  My father helped my brother farm.  They both owned cattle and it was a family affair every spring and fall as branding and marketing chores were carried out.  Mother and Joyce used to get the dinner ready for the crew whiled the rest of us worked.

(1970 Delbert and Dora Argyle's Home)

Always Fun

From Denece Ann Argyle Perkins

My folks worked hard clearing land and burning sagebrush.  I remember going out with them and how they kept telling me to stay behind mom so I wouldn't get burned.  They used to play hard too.  We would be snowed in all winter except an occasional trip to town after groceries in a sleigh but they kept our home life active and fun, with popcorn, candy pulls and always new games and Grandpa Argyle to tell us stories.

(1949 Dora and Delbert Argyle)

 

 

(1949 Doyle Argyle)

 

(1949 Denece Ann Argyle)

 

(1949 Alene Argyle)

A Fire in the Home

From Denece Ann Argyle Perkins

When I was about five I almost lost my mother.  Since there was no electricity on our dry farm, dad bought mom a steam iron to use in place of ones that you had to heat on the coal stove.  Well , anyways, the steam iron blew up and set the room on fire in which my mom was ironing.  All the rest of us were outside.  I decided I wanted a cookie that mom had baked that morning so I went in the house.  By that time mother was sitting on the table, the only spot of  the room that wasn't flaming.  I took one look and ran from the house to my father who was fixing some machinery and told him, "Come quick, mom is burning."  I never saw anyone move so fast.  I bet he set new records in racing the day.  My grandfather Argyle, who was milking cows saw dad running so he fell into a run to.  Somehow, Doyle, my brother had joined us also.  We all grabbed some heavy braided rugs mother had made and beat and beat at that fire.  We finally reached my mother and dad carried her outside and treated her burns which must not have been to severe for she healed without leaving any scars.  We were one thankful family that night and I remember dad getting us together and thanking God for sparing our mother's life.

(1942 Denece Ann Argyle)

 

(1940 Joseph Hyrum Argyle)

Training Horses

Delbert trained horses from the time he was a teenager.  Often others would bring him their horses to break.  Once when he and Doyle ( his son) was about seven years old, they trained Doyle's horse to come out of the  barn and roll over three time when they opened the door to the barn.  Doyle named this horse Tony. Delbert used to like to brake in a new horse in the winter.  As it was less painful being thrown into a snow bank.

(1937 Doyle and Denece Argyle)

 

Riding to School

From Doyle Argyle

As Dad (Delbert Kynaston Argyle) grew and started school he would tell of riding to school on his horse and horse racing there and back.  This kind of bothered me and one time I said, “Well Dad when you used to ride your horse to school and tie him up all day what would you give him to eat?”  He looked at me as if I was out of my mind and he said, “Well a bucket of grain.”  That’s something that never dawned on me that they would take a bucket of grain to school to feed your horse to get back home again.

(1915 Delbert Kynaston Argyle)

Be a Good Boy

From Doyle Argyle

As has been said he (Delbert Kynaston Argyle) was born in 1911, the youngest member of his family and his mother passed away when he was fifteen years old.  So much of his early childhood was spent growing up without the advice and guidance of a mother, but very much help and advice from a loving father.  Joseph Argyle was really proud of his son Delbert.  They farmed together, the raised children together and lived together.  When I say raised children together I mean myself and my two sisters.  With all this togetherness we were a very close family unit.

 

From Denece Ann Argyle Perkins

When his mother Elizabeth Ann Kynaston Argyle was dying and they put her on the train in Bancroft, Idaho to go to Bountiful, Utah.  Her brother in-law, John Carter Stocks was a doctor there.  Elizabeth told Delbert to "be a good boy" and he always tried to.

 

(1873-1927 Elizabeth Ann Kynaston Argyle)

 

(1915 4 Generations of Argyles)

 

 

Herding Cows

From Doyle Argyle

 

One of Denece and myself jobs was to herd the milk cows out on the sagebrush during the day time. We would bring them back in the evening ready for milking.  My Mother used to make the best homemade root beer that there ever was.  About once a week we each used to get to take a bottle of this root beer with us to herd the cows.  One day when we were herding these cows, I left herding these cows to Denece and went over the hill and found some young rock chucks and spent a lot of time playing with them.  One thing and another and I let time slip away from me.  I was almost too late to get the cows back to the barn for milking.  In my hurry to get back and stay out of trouble, (Denece was young, not even in school yet and was not to be left alone) because one of our rules was that the cows were always in the barn when it was time for milking.  Anyway I gave my sister Denece, both of the empty root beer bottles to carry.  The only thing I could think of was getting those cows home as quick as I could using both feet and reins and whacking the horse everywhere I should I guess, to try to get home in this rapid succession.  When I came in my Dad looked at me and I could see something was wrong.  I thought boy I’m going to get balled out for being late and making the cows run.  Thus getting a very short supply of milk when milked.  The only thing he said to me was “Do you think your sister could hold on to the rear end of that horse behind the saddle with her hands full those empty root beer bottles and not fall off?”  I never thought of that.  All I knew was that she was always there.  This was the concern that Dad had for each of his children.  He wanted the best he could get for each of us.

(1943 Doyle, Alene, and Denece Argyle)

 

Grandfather Joseph Hyrum Argyle

From Dora Baty Argyle

 

When Doyle and Joyce's marriage was about to take place, we bought a lovely new home from Newell Call in Bancroft and went there to live.  Doyle and Joyce made their home on the ranch.  We all went to Logan with them and left father Argyle to tend Alene and to do the dishes.  When we got home we were saddened to hear that our hired man had had to take father Argyle to the hospital.  He had suffered a stroke.  The following 25 September, 1950 he passed away.  He was a grand person and we still find ourselves missing all the nice things he did for us.

 

(1947 Dora and Delbert Argyle)

 

(1949 Joseph Hyrum Argyle)

 

(1950 Joseph Hyrum Argyle)

 

 

 

The Best Chalk Around

From Doyle Argyle

It seems Delbert’s home on the flat was kind of a mark or gathering place for the neighbors around there, the Nelson’s, the Kingston’s, the Sessions and so on seemed to use that as a target place for social times.  Back then there was no electricity so the lighting was done with kerosene lamps and gasoline lights, but through the foresight of my grandfather when he built the home he put in what was known as a carbide system.  This consisted of a tank of carbide periodically being dumped into a large vat filled with water and causing carbide gas to burn and make the brightest lights in the valley.  Everyone told him this was a dangerous thing that shouldn’t be done.  I remember him going to my Dad and saying “Do you think we ought to change this Delbert?”  Dad would reply “What do you think?”  Grandfather would always reply “As long as it is taken care of properly it will be alright.”  So one of my fond memories as a child is cleaning out this vat every fall and getting the white carbide from the bottom that had crystallized, man that stuff made the best chalk you could ever get hold of.  I chalked up the barn and the corrals, and granary.  It would last for a period of three or four days until the rain came and then it would be gone.  It sure was wonderful chalk.

(1930 Delbert and Dora Argyle)

 

 

(1935 Doyle Argyle)

 

 

(1936 Joseph Hyrum Argyle)

A Move to Chesterfield

From Dora Baty Argyle

 

When the kids were still young, we left the dry farm three miles northeast of Bancroft where we enjoyed ourselves for four years.  All this time, father Argyle lived with us and he was very good to the children.  We bought his house.  We lived in it on the dry farm and then moved it to the ranch in Chesterfield where we lived for six years.  We purchased the farm from my mother.  Life was comfortable here as the Utah Power and Light put electricity throughout the county and everyone made their homes modern.  The children had buses to go to school in.  The schools all consolidated and had one big school in Bancroft.  Doyle was a Senior in high school now and he fell in love with a lovely girl named Joyce Jenkins.  They were married on 12 June, 1950 in the Logan Temple.  Their home was blessed with our first grandchild on 1 November 1952.

 

(1948 Argyle Ranch Home)

 

(1950 Joyce Jenkins and Doyle Argyle)

 

Skiing and Sledding

Notes From Doyle Argyle

Some of Delbert Argyle’s early childhood was spent racing horses, playing in the snow, skiing and sled riding on the old Kynaston hill as many of you remember out on the flat.  Most of these skis, sleds, toboggans and things were home made.  Some of the Kynaston boys became very skilled in making skis.  I remember their well house, which was made of logs.  Above one of the doors there was a gap between the door seal and the top log.  It was just right to soak these skis and put them in there to turn the tips so they made a decent tip to ride down the hill with.  Much of my early memories of having fun with my dad was going to the Kynaston hill and sledging and skiing down this hill.  It wasn’t long and it wasn’t far to climb up and come back down again.  This is what made it fun.

(1915 Delbert Kynaston Argyle)

Three Children

From Dora Baty Argyle

 

Ten months after our marriage our first child was born.  It was a boy, our pride and joy.  We called him Doyle J.  He used to spend lots of time in his grandparents home as he was the first grandchild on my side.  His Grandmother Baty taught him how to drive a car.

 

(1935 Doyle Argyle)

Four years later a little girl came to our house.  She also was a joy to us because we dreamed about a girl like her.  She weighed seven pounds and had lots of dark hair and eyes.  People told me she was a living doll and I named her Denece Ann.  I would fuss over her.   Her hair was always curled and she had two clean dresses on a day.  When she was ten months old she had "gathered ears" and she started to suck her thumb.  She and Doyle got along well.

(1937 Doyle and Denece Argyle)

 

Seven years later our home was blessed by the arrival of Doris Alene, a sweet baby of five pounds.  All my children were born at home and my mother took care of me.  A couple of months before Alene came, my father was taken in death from a heart attack on 17 March 1942.  This was our first experience with death in our family and it was hard to take but we realized the work of the Lord.  Dell and I rented the ranch from my mother.  She moved to Farmington, Utah.  Later we bought the ranch from mother.

(1943 Doyle, Doris Alene, and Denece Argyle)

 

Denece remembers her mother telling her that she had "gathered ears," but she never did know what that meant.

A Surprise Sister

Doyle and Denece were met by the Sessions one day at the school bus.  They went home with the Sessions and had dinner and played games until their father (Delbert Argyle) came for them.  He told them he had a surprise for them, a little baby sister.  Denece was seven and did not even know their mother was pregnant.

 

(1942 Denece Argyle)

 

 

(1943 Doyle, Alene, and Denece Argyle)

 

Christmas Year Round

Santa would visit the Argyle Family year round.  He would peak in their windows.  One Sunday, Dora was combing Denece’s hair before Sacrament Meeting.  She had curly hair that would tangle easily and Denece hated to have it brushed.  He rapped on the window and shook his finger at her.  She stopped her fussing right then.  One Christmas Eve, Santa came by the house and they were still eating dinner.  He had his bag with him with presents that Denece could see, especially a doll with her name on it.  He said he’d come back when they were asleep.  You never saw kids eat their dinner so fast and get in bed.  On Christmas morning the doll Denece saw in Santa’s bag was waiting for her under the tree.  When other children at school would say Santa was not real she would argue with them that she knew he was real.  It was not until she was grown that she figured out who “Santa” was.  He was a neighbor and a distant relative that never had children of his own, Mr. Potter. 

 

 

(1937 Doyle and Denece Argyle)

 

 

 

A Good Older Brother

Denece’s brother Doyle was always good to her in school.  He always included her in the fun with his friends at dances.  She would often date his friends.

 

(1949 - 1950 Doyle Argyle)

 

 

(1949 - 1950 Denece Argyle and Friends)

 

Aunt Delphia

From Denece Ann Perkins Butchart:

 

Mom’s (Denece Argyle Perkins) family took a trip to Payette to visit her Aunt Delphia whose husband was Roy Aston.  They stopped at King Hill to sleep in a Motel.  Mom thought the water must come from the ocean because the water tasted so bad.  She was about eight.  Her aunt and uncle owned a furniture store there in Payette.  She would go down to the store watch her Aunt Delphia repaint her beautiful long fingernails.  Aunt Delphia always dressed in black.

 

(1897 Delphia Elizabeth Argyle as a little girl)

 

 

(1943 Doyle, Alene, and Denece Argyle)

Cedar Hill

Doyle and his friends told Denece, when she was 9, that there was a mountain lion in a cave on Cedar Hill.  She believed them, so she stopped going there to hike and play.  She believed this story all the way till she was in High School.  Cedar Hill was a great place to slide in the Winter time.  You could ride the toboggan all the way into Bancroft.

 

(1945 Denece Ann Argyle)