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John Wood Sr. lived in Lancashire, England, Lehi Utah, Virgin Utah, Duncan, Utah, Grafton, Utah, Rose Valley, Nevada, back to Grafton Utah, Ellen died there, John moved to Hurricane, Utah.
At the turn of the century everywhere was open range and nearly everyone in the settlements on the river had a few head of cattle. The cattle ranged in the winter in the Big Plain area – Gooseberry Mountain, Rattlesnake, and Caanan Gaps – and in the summer on Kolob Mountain. (Personal History of Ether Wood)
It was always necessary to have a general roundup in the spring and fall to move the cattle from winter to summer range and vice versa.... (Personal History of Ether Wood)
Some of the men I remember riding with on the range was my father, John Wood, Jr., Dave and Ep and John Ballard, Dave and John Hastings, Frank and Alfred Russell, Dave and Dan Hirschi, Rosewell and Levi and Ben DeMille, Jim Jennings, Frank McMullin, Arch Spilsbury, Ed Higbee, Sam and Hi Ford, my brother [John] Andrew, my cousin Orin Wood, Uncle George and Dardy Gibson, Jim and E. N. Stanworth, and Tom Reeve. (Personal History of Ether Wood)
[John Andrew Wood born in Grafton 25 April 1883] in a two-room frame house about ¾ of a block from the one room adobe schoolhouse where I went to school and church and all public gatherings. (Personal History of Ether Wood)
My grandfather’s house (John Wood, Sr.) was across the street west. My grandfather and his wife, Ellen Smith Wood lived in the back room and Uncle George and Aunt Emily Wood Gibson lived in the front two rooms. Emily was the youngest child of John Wood. My grandfather’s house is still standing. My brother, Andrew [John Andrew WOOD], moved my father’s house and barn to Hurricane in 1911 and lived in it until he died and his family moved to Salt Lake City about 1932. (Personal History of Ether Wood)
Andrew moved his parents [John Wood Jr and Sarah Jane Gibson] house and barn from Grafton to Hurricane, Utah. Kirt DeMar Wood was born in that house in Hurricane.
My father’s barn and corral was about 300 yards south from the house and across the street west about 100 yards south from the “south” ditch. I never could understand why he didn’t build them close to the ditch so we would not have to drive the horses and cows to water three times a day. (Personal History of Ether Wood)
John Wood, Sr. was a blacksmith in Grafton.
Across the street east from the barn was a small rocky hill. Just north from it was my father’s blacksmith shop. Two of my jobs at the shop was to blow the bellows to make the fire hot and the other was to help him fix wagon wheels when the tire would get loose. He would take it off, put it in the fire and get it to a white heat then put it in the tire shrinker, push down on the lever which would make the tire smaller. He had a measuring wheel about 8 inches in diameter with the which he would go round the wheel, also the tire. It was necessary to have the tire slightly smaller than the wheel. To put the tire on the wheel he would lay the tire flat on the ground, put the three bricks or rocks under to hold it about three inches from the ground, then crisscross stove wood around it. When it was red hot and expanded he would put it on the wheel, pour water on to cool it and keep from burning the fellies. (Personal History of Ether Wood)
Across the ditch north at the top of the lot where the house was, was a molasses mill. (Personal History of Ether Wood)
There was two streets running east and west. On the street on the south side on the east end was Uncle “Nen” Wood’s log barn and corral – also a short distance west was his two-room log house.... On west was Frank Russell, Albert Russell, and William Isom. William Isom was my Uncle. His wife Mary was my mother’s sister.... (Personal History of Ether Wood)
.... At this time the Piute Indians must not have had a reservation. They would pitch their teepees on the edge of town. The people of Grafton was sociable and good to them. The squaws would make regular trips around town carrying sacks containing flour and vegetables. They would usually walk in the house without knocking, and unless you asked them to sit, they would stand. They wouldn’t say anything unless you started a conversation. The Grafton women would add a little to what they had; then they would go.... My father [John Jr] could speak the Piute language quite well. (Personal History of Ether Wood)
A great deal of his [John Wood Jr] early life was spent in the cattle business. He was known as one of the finest horsemen there was. His old companions said he could ride a horse, or rather a bucking bronco, with a dime in either stirrup without losing them from the stirrup. (Funeral of John Wood Jr.)
He [John Wood Jr] was not a profane man, and while working on the range he was a leader and an example of honesty and integrity. As an active church worker, he served for twenty years in the bishopric with James Ballard and J. N. Stanworth, at Grafton, Utah. (Funeral of John Wood Jr.)
In the spring of 1898, the worst tragedy in the history of Grafton happened. Uncle Nen Wood [George Henry Wood Sr] was killed by an outlaw horse. The men from the towns on the river gathered in the street in front of our place to start on the spring roundup. I remember as they started out one of them shouted “Here goes Roosevelt’s Rough Riders.” (It was during the Spanish American War.) When they were about a mile from where they were going to camp at “The Troughs” the outlaw horse started to buck. When the horse wasn’t able to throw his rider, he threw himself on his side. Uncle Nen’s head hit the ground so hard it caused a concussion of the brain. He never regained consciousness. Nen and my father had never been separated. I have heard my father tell about their boyhood. One thing I remember well was he said they had one pair of boots between them and they took turns wearing them. (Personal History of Ether Wood) / (This is one of several accounts of this family death.)
About 1897 John Wood Jr. bought the Ranch on Kolob Moutain
Be sides this job and helping milk the cows I had two more jobs. We turned the cows on the open range in the day and I had to round them up each evening before milking time. I also had to deliver milk and butter to sheep camps for miles around. In the back end of the milk house which had but one door we stored grain and other supplies. One day, to our surprise, one of the big work horses squeezed through the door and was eating grain in the back with shelves of milk on both sides. We were very careful to not get him excited. We had to work him slowly out backwards. There was a log extending from each side and under the door, so we had to lift each of his feet over one at a time. After that, we kept the door shut! (Personal History of Ether Wood)
Grouse was quite plentiful. With my 22 single shot Stevens rifle, I helped some to supply meat for the family. (Personal History of Ether Wood)
My father [John Wood Jr] kept horses and cattle on the ranch from early spring until late fall. He often sent me up horseback to see how everything was. It usually took me until the middle of the afternoon to make it. I didn’t like staying at the ranch alone, so I would hunt the nearest sheep camp to spend the night and then ride back to the ranch at daylight. Sheep herders always seemed to like company. Two of them I remember best was Hi Prince and Jim Taylor. They herded for Joe Prince. His range joined our ranch. (Personal History of Ether Wood)
1911 I [Ether] was released from LDS [Western States Mission] Dec. 16, 1911 from Durango. I came over the D. and R.G. (Denver and Rio Grande) through the Black Canyon of the Gunnison to Salt Lake City, on the U.P.R.R. (Union Pacific Railroad) to Lund, and from Lund to Cedar on BenNell Stage. My brother, Andrew, met me in Cedar with a team and buggy. I arrived in Hurricane between Christmas and New Years. Found my folks still living in a tent. (Personal History of Ether Wood)
Spring 1912 [Ether] went to Moapa Valley, Nevada on horseback to sell trees for Frank Barber. I stayed part time with Uncle Mose Gibson at St. Thomas. Coming back, the first day I rode from St. Thomas to Littlefield, Arizona, the second day to Hurricane 60 miles. I rode a little white horse of Andrew’s (my brother) named Pedro. In 1912 I also worked at the Cripps Brick Yard and [Ether] hauled rock for the foundation of my father and mother’s house with a wagon from on top of the Hurricane Hill. I also helped build the house. (Personal History of Ether Wood)
In the spring of 1916, I quit work for Esplins and bought a few cattle and ranged them on the Kolob Ranch in summer and in the South Hills in winter. In winter I tended camp for Charles Lundgren. During the winter of 1917 -1918, I tended sheep camp for Bill Smith and my brother, Claud Wood, herded the sheep. In the spring, Claud quit and another brother, Clarence Wood, and a cousin, George Isom, helped me trail the sheep to the shearing corral and the lambing ground on the Bullock Plains where we lambed them. After lambing, I quit and lived on the Kolob Ranch during the summer. (Personal History of Ether Wood)
Sheep on Kolob, John Andrew and Ether Wood
... Spring of 1918, I bought some cattle from Bill Spendlove. I ranged them on the Kolob Ranch in summer. I fenced the southeast side of Little Creek Mountain for a winter range. Also, my father, [two younger brothers] Claud, Clarence, and I started a sheep buck herd. In the spring, we ranged them in the Berry Springs area and on the Kolob Ranch in summer. The following are some of the sheep men that owned the bucks: Albert Lundell, Charles Lundgren, Oscar Larson, Joe Prince, Howard Chamberlain, John Spendlove, Wm. Spendlove, Ted Atkin, Henry A. Pace, Wm. & John Adams, Thorleys, Brinkerhoffs, and others. We continued this about 4 years. (Personal History of Ether Wood)
John and Sarah Wood home in Hurricane, Utah
on horse back Ether, Sarah Jane Gibson, Iona - Ether's daughter, John Jr, William Erwin Wood
