FUNERAL SERVICES FOR MRS. ANNIE CHARLOTTE ELIASON
ANDERSON, HELD
MONDAY, APRIL 30, 1945, IN THE LOGAN FOURTH WARD CHAPEL

PRELUDE: Organ Solo by Lillian Morrell.

BISHOP IRA N. HAYWARD, PRESIDING
Our services today, my brothers and sisters, have been arranged and are being
conducted in accordance with the wishes of Brother John H. Anderson and his family.
At the home, prayer was offered by President Walter M. Everton. The organ prelude
was played by Sister Lillian Morrell. At this time President L. Tom Perry will offer
the opening prayer, and we will then have a duet by Frank Baugh and his sister, Mrs.
Thorpe.  Our opening musical number is a song by the Relief Society Chorus, "Oh My
Father".

	Oh my Father, Thou that dwellest
	In the high and glorious place !
	When shall I regain Thy presence,
	And again behold Thy face ?
	In Thy holy habitation,
	Did my spirit once reside;
	In my first primeval childhood,
	Was I nurtured near Thy side.

	For a wise and glorious purpose
	Thou hast placed me here on earth,
	And withheld the recollection
	Of my former friends and birth,
	Yet oft times a secret something
	Whispered, "You're a stranger here;"
	And I felt that I had wandered
	From a more exalted sphere.

	I had learned to call Thee Father,
	Thro' Thy Spirit from on high;
	But until the Key of Knowledge
	Was restored, I knew not why.
	In the heavens are parents single ?
	No; the tho't makes reason stare !
	Truth is reason, truth eternal,
	Tells me I've a mother there.

	When I leave this frail existence,
	When I lay this mortal by,
	Father, Mother, may I meet you
	In your royal courts on high ?
	Then at length, when I've completed
	All you sent me forth to do,
	With your mutual approbation
	Let me come and dwell with you.

INVOCATION: PRESIDENT L. TOM PERRY

     Our Heavenly Father, we have assembled today to honor the memory of Sister
Anderson. We thank Thee for the gracious memories that we have of her life, the
memory of the helpful wife, ever standing at the side of and supporting a public
servant through his many years of ministry; the memory of a devoted mother, ever
anxious about the welfare of her children, eagerly giving her great love and accepting
modestly the homage due to her. We are thankful for the memory of her devotion, her
service, her patience, and even for her deserved chastisements.
     Our Heavenly Father, we are grateful for the ease of her passing, that she slipped
from her earthly moorings to the Great Eternity without even tasting death.
     Heavenly Father bless those that mourn today, and comfort them -- her life-long
companion whom Thou has spoken to so many times, will Thou give unto him solace
and comfort in his declining years, and help her children that they may return home
to their various homes in quiet determination to live lives and continue to live lives
worthy of her memory.
     Bless those of the loved ones on the far-flung battlefields of the world who are
not permitted to attend this service, and by Thy power will Thou let Thy influence go
unto them to comfort them in their many trials and misfortunes in this tragic hour.
Our Heavenly Father, will Thou bless those who shall address us today that they may
have an understanding and be able to express and show us the wisdom of Thy plan of
birth, life, death, and the resurrection and exaltation, and give us power to understand
all things and accept Thy decrees at all times.  Bless those that furnish music that
they may be inspired to sing the songs of Zion and bring comfort to our hearts in that
excellent way.
     Now Heavenly Father, we dedicate this service to Thee and to those here assembled
and we do it in the name of the Lord, Jesus Christ, Amen

BISHOP IRA N. HAYWARD

     In behalf of the family I would like to express appreciation to all those who have
rendered assistance at this time and those who have brought these beautiful flowers,
those who have called at the home and expressed their sympathy, and to all those who
are taking part in these services today.  Especially we would like to mention Brother
John A. Widstoe, of the Council of the Twelve, who is to be one of our speakers, and
who was, I believe, yesterday attending conference in the southern part of the state.
We are, I am sure, all deeply honored and gratified with his presence.
     Brother Anderson has asked that I read at this time a letter from Brother Alma
Sonne, Assistant to the Council of the Twelve, who is at the present time with his wife
in the California Mission Field.  The letter is dated from Blythe, California, where
he is now living.

	Dear Brother Anderson:

		I was grieved today when Hanson's wire came advising me of the
		passing of your companion.  Sister Anderson, I feel, deserves much
		credit for your own outstanding success.  She devoted her life to
		home and family and thereby assumed the great responsibility of
		perpetuating the fine things you have always stood for.  These
		sterling qualities of faith and character are firmly entrenched
		in the large family you and she have given life and being.  Surely
		there is nothing more important to call forth the energies and
		powers of men and women.

		     I have frequently observed with admiration and unswerving
		devotion, the high standards, and the thoughtful planning which have
		characterized your long and happy union.  Together your lives have
		been full of glorious achievement without display and ostentation,
		and as the temporary separation has now come, you must feel a
		supreme satisfaction in the knowledge of a full and complete life
		of service and accomplishment.

 		    I regret I cannot be there to stand by your side in this crucial
		and difficult hour.  Your strength and your wisdom have always been a
		source of inspiration and encouragement to me. Indeed, I cannot
		separate my life from yours for together we have faced grave emergencies
		and trying situations. In all of them your personality and guidance
		have been to me a bright light of never-failing assurance and strength.

		     God bless you, dear friend and brother, and fill your soul with
		faith and courage to meet the crisis from which no door of escape has
		been provided. I mourn with you.

 	                                            Faithfully yours,
	                                                     Alma Sonne.

     The family has asked that I say a few words at this time, and I wish to express
my appreciation for this privilege and honor. It has not been my good fortune to know
Sister Anderson personally in any very close way, or over any very long period of
time.  I think I have known her in the way in which, after all, we come best to know
the mothers of men.  I have known her through her family.  When I began teaching
in high school here over twenty years ago I met Merrill and had him in my classes
as a student.  He took part in plays under my direction and I developed and have
retained through these years a very deep and lasting affection for him.  Since moving
here into the ward, I have known Brother Joseph Anderson and his fine family very
well and I have known Brother John and his fine family.  One of the last, and I think
one of the most useful, pieces of advice given to me by my predecessor. Bishop Sonne,
was, "Don't fail when you need advice and counsel to go to Brother John H. Anderson."
I have needed that advice and counsel many times and have gone to Brother Anderson
to discuss problems with him, and unfailingly I have found him a student of the gospel
and a man of great wisdom, and judgment, and as I have gone to the home I have found
Sister Anderson there, and although she has been confined to the home because of her
health, I have met her and had the opportunity of sensing her fine, faithful, noble
character, and, as I say, I feel that I can speak best of my knowledge of her through
my acquaintance with her family.
     Yesterday as I talked with Brother Anderson about one of the boys who, because
of ill health, is unable to be here, he said, "He is a good boy." Then he added, "They
are all good; none have given me trouble.  They all have always been obedient, gone
to Sunday School, Priesthood meetings, and Prayer meetings." I thought what a
wonderful tribute that is to those children, to the fine home from which they came,
and to the mother who has guided them through the years.
     Some years ago I read a book by a psychiatrist who had studied long years in this
country and abroad, and who is in the business of analyzing mental ailments ranging
all the way from mild to very serious mental disorders.  He said, "I came back feeling
that through science it was possible for many to govern mental upsets.  However, again
and again certain people who, under stress of grief and other upsets, rallied very
quickly, and were in a very short time able to come back to normal life and a normal
way of living, others, again, were never able to get hold of themselves, often bringing
shame upon themselves and others. And with all my knowledge of science, I could not
explain the difference.  In the course of my inquiries I would say, 'What church do you
belong to ? ' and I found that among the thousands of people I investigated, those belong-
ing to and participating in church activities almost always seemed to be able to make
the most satisfactory mental adjustments.  I began to wonder about that and finally came
to the conclusion that a foundation of religious training and activity in the home is the
best way to guide people and safeguard them against serious mental upsets in their
lives. "  That book was called "Return to Religion" by a man by the name of Dr. Link,
a very eminent psychiatrist. I could not help thinking in considering the family of
Brother and Sister Anderson, what a priceless heritage comes to these children brought
up in a family built upon the foundation of the gospel of Jesus Christ, a family trained
to participate in the activities of the church to the extent that, that is as much a part of
their lives as anything else.  This background is a source of stability and strength
throughout life, and here we have a mother before us who over a period of, I believe,
nearly sixty years, has been the companion and helpmate of a man who, as Brother
Sonne says in his letter, has been in public affairs and the affairs of the church, and
all the while, by the cooperation of his wife. the principles he has lived for were being
reinforced and cemented into the lives of the children, in the home, through his teaching
and the teaching of his wife and companion.  What a priceless heritage.  No one can
overestimate the value of such a heritage.
     Looking back on my own life, I cannot begin to express my gratitude to my Father
in Heaven that I was reared in a Latter-Day-Saint community and church, where I was
surrounded by the influence of men and women who had a sense of right and wrong, so
that from real early in youth I was always aware when I was doing wrong or right.
I departed from the truth more than once, but I always knew when I was doing wrong
and felt guilty for it.  That, I feel, is the value of the gospel in the home and community
and that is the principle that this good man and woman have embodied in their lives
through this fine family that they have raised.
     We pray God will comfort Brother Anderson at this time of his bereavement, at a
time when his own health is failing, that his family may surround him with their love
and support and bring to him that satisfaction which may comfort and cheer him at
this time of trial.  This I ask in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen,

DUET; FRANK BAUGH, JR. AND HIS SISTER, MRS. THORPE, "COME
HOME"

	Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling, calling for you and for me.
	See on the portals he is waiting and watching, watching for you and for me.
	Why should we tarry when Jesus is pleading, pleading for you and for me ?
	Why should we linger and heed not his mercies, mercies for you and for me ?
	Come home, come home. Ye who are weary come home.
	Earnestly, tenderly Jesus is calling, calling, oh calling, come home.

	Time is now fleeting, the moments are passing, passing from you and from me.
	Shadows are gathering, death beds are coming, coming for you and for me.
	Oh, for the wonderful love He has promised, promised for you and for me.
	Though we have sinned He has mercy and pardon, pardon for you and for me.
	Come home, come home. Ye who are weary, come home.
	Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling, calling, oh calling, come home.

RUSSELL HANSON

     I feel greatly honored this afternoon, my brothers and sisters, in having been
asked to say a few words of tribute and respect to the memory of Sister Anderson.
     It has been twenty-six years now since my family and I came to Logan to make
our home and during all those intervening years it has been my good fortune to become
well and intimately acquainted with members of the Anderson family.  This acquaintance
of course was the outgrowth of my close association with Brother Anderson at the bank
of which he has been either a director or president for over forty years.  During those
twenty-six years of almost daily contact with Brother Anderson, I have learned to love
him and to respect his keen and capable judgment in business matters. Despite his
advanced age, he is still actively associated with us in the conduct of our business.
During these twenty-six years of my acquaintance with the Anderson family, I have on
numerous occasions visited with them in their home. During these visits, particularly
in more recent months, I had the privilege of becoming even better acquainted with
Sister Anderson.  I learned of her deep and abiding love for her children and grand-
children, and of her sweet and unassuming disposition.  I last visited the home just
two or three days before her passing, and I shall never forget, as I inquired as to
the state of her health, she shook my hand and said, "oh, I'm fine Brother Hanson. "
So I was greatly shocked not many hours later to learn of her sudden death.
     Yesterday as I called at the home again and as I looked upon her mortal remains,
I couldn't help but remark to one of her sons how beautiful his mother was as she lay
there in peace.  And that son replied, "Yes Brother Hanson, she is beautiful, and
that beauty is not skin deep, it goes all the way through.  Her very soul was beautiful. "
And I know how true those words were.
     Sister Anderson was not an elderly person, and yet I feel the Lord permitted her
to remain here in mortality far beyond the life expectancy of the average person.
According to the plan of life and salvation, as we Latter-Day-Saints understand it,
there can be no doubt that she has faithfully fulfilled the measure of her creation.  She
has had a full and a complete life.  She has faithfully discharged her responsibilities
as a mother.  She was a devoted wife, a kind and a loving mother -- kind not only to
her own children, but to her children's friends as well who were always made welcome
at the Anderson home.
     During her lifetime. Sister Anderson received a great deal of joy in doing kind
deeds for others.  She had made hundreds of people happy with gifts  of flowers from
her beautiful gardens.
Sister Anderson and Brother Anderson have reared a large and splendid family.
     They had nine children; eight are still living. They have thirteen grandchildren and
thirty-three great grandchildren.  Had Sister Anderson been permitted to live until
next November, she and Brother Anderson would have commemorated their sixtieth
wedding anniversary -- sixty years of happiness together.
     She has left to her family what I think is an inheritance of priceless value. An
inheritance which cannot be measured in terms of worldly things.  An inheritance
which consists of a complete knowledge and understanding of the restored gospel of
Christ.  I am sure that as her children go on through the balance of the years of their
lives they will cherish this inheritance as their most priceless possession.  I think if
there was one thing that Brother and Sister Anderson desired most in life it was that
their children and their children's children acquire during their life time the same
firm testimony of the divinity of the gospel which they themselves enjoyed. I believe
they have lived to see the fulfillment of that desire because, so far as I know, everyone
of their children are faithful stalwarts in the church, and there can be no question but
what the foundation of their faith had its beginning in the home of their parents.
     I have known the children who live here in Logan a little better, perhaps, than the
others, John and Joseph, for over a quarter of a century now.  I have had almost daily
dealings with them in business.  There, too, I can see the results of proper training
in the home, for they have acquired, I believe, the same principles  of the Golden Rule
in business which have always characterized the life of their father.
     We seldom give a mother full credit and recognition for her great work and for her
tremendous responsibilities.
     President Theodore Roosevelt once said, "The most difficult task in life is the
responsibilities of a Mother. "
     A mother never has the satisfaction of seeing a day's work completely finished,
because, especially while raising her family, demands are made upon her nearly every
hour of the day and night.
     She is seldom in the limelight.  Her work is done without public applause and
without public recognition.
     The real lessons of Faith in God, fair dealing, honesty, and every other virtue come
from the home where the mother is the teacher.
     I mentioned a moment ago the inheritance of faith enjoyed by the members of the
Anderson family -- they are now realizing, I am sure, the rewards which come from
this faith, rewards of comfort and consolation in the sad hour; consolation in the
knowledge that this separation from their loved is only temporary and that in time they
will be reunited with her.
     May God bestow his choicest blessing upon Brother Anderson and his family, comfort
and sustain them, and may the great posterity left by Sister Anderson remember
always the teachings of their parents, I pray in Jesus name. Amen.