My Four Generation Pedigree Chart

Pictures of My Family

This is my Uncle George and Aunt Hilda's wedding.  My mom June is in the pink.  Second from the left is Grandpa George Lomas and next to him is Grandma Winifred Lomas.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Grandma Winifred Lomas with her grandchildren in England

My Great Grandma Irene and Grandpa Cecil Clements

My parents and sisters in the early years!

 

 

 

Sisters

 

My family last year at my parents anniversary party.

Our last real family picture a few years ago.  Soon we will add another!

My husband and our children last summer in Washington at the Zoo.

My two oldest sisters and me as a baby with my Grandma Elna Hopkins

My parents and there descendants in 2012.

Daniel Hendrickson Hopkins

Daniel Hendrickson Hopkins

By: Great Granddaughter Danielle Hopkins Johnson

Daniel Hendrickson Hopkins was born on December 31, 1971 in Smithfield, Cache, Utah. His parents

were Robert Gravatt Hopkins and Elvira Eliza Hendrickson. His parents were married in 2 May 1868 in Salt Lake City, in the endowment house. Elvira was the second wife and a polygamous wife of Robert. His first wife was Polly Abigail Lamb, who was know to Daniel as Aunt Polly.
Daniel was the oldest of four children. He had two brothers and a sister William Gravatt, Ezekiel James (known as Jim) and Jennie. They lived in Smithfield and surrounding area until the early 1890's when Robert had an warrant out for his arrest for “unlawful cohabitation”. At this time they moved to the Teton valley in Idaho.

Daniel received a patent for a homestead in the late 1890's parts of the land are still in the family. He married his first wife, Maude Ann Adams on 1 October 1900. She died the following year after giving birth to there son LeRoy (who died as well). After this Daniel served a mission in the Great Lakes Mission. He mainly served in Indiana. When he came home he married a woman from his mission named Anna Francis Cline on 4 June 1904. Anna passed away from an illness on 26 August 1904. On 27 Jun 1907 Daniel married once again. He married Marie Hansen a widow from the Teton Valley. Marie had a daughter Leora who was almost 8 years old. Marie and Daniel had two little boys. Daniel Alfred born on July 10, 1908 and William Hansen born 3 August 1910. A short few years later, Leora accused Daniel of criminal acts that as a result he lost just about everything. He lost his home, his wife divorced him and he spent about six months in prison in Boise. He was falsely accused and later pardoned by the governor of the state but he was prevented from having a relationship with his children for years.

He later married another widow named Mary Haroldson Rammel in 1924. She had nine children but many were grown and gone. Daniel helped to raise the rest of her children and they were married until Mary passed away in January of 1939. Daniel was working for the railroad at the time. In September of 1939 he married Rosella Fanny Jensen. She had children as well. He continued to work for the railroad until he retired in the 1940's. Rose and Daniel settle back up in Tetonia in a little house that his son Daniel owned. There he passed away quietly on 26 May 1946.

Daniel had a really rough life. He was a very intelligent man and new the scriptures very well. He was not afraid to stand up for what he believed in. He was not a faithful Latter-Day Saint all his life. My dad tells the story of Daniel how he used to smoke cigarettes and one day he put the cigarettes on the kitchen table and said he was done. They were still laying there the day he died.

Winifred Walsh Lomas

Winifred Walsh Lomas

By: Granddaughter Danielle Hopkins Johnson

Winifred was born on 28^th September 1911 in Radcliffe, Lancashire, England. Her parents were Martin Walsh and Louie Risely. Martin was a Irish Catholic (his father was born in Ireland) and Louis was a member of the LDS church. When Winifred was born she lived with her parents at 42 Victoria Street in Radcliffe with her Risely grandparents. Her father was a laborer at the Foundry when she was born.

When Winifred was just three years old her father died of Tuberculosis. He was around 26 years old at the time. At this time in her life her mother left her in the care of grandma Risely (Isabella). Louie went to work and found herself another husband. She married William Francis in 1917. There is a story about how Louie went to retrieve Winifred from her mother after she married. Grandma Risely got in an argument over it with her. My speculation is that Louie wouldn't be raising Winifred in the LDS church and Grandma Risely didn't like that. The argument ended with Grandma Risely chasing Louie out of the house with a frying pan. Winifred would remain with Grandma and Grandpa Risely and was raised there. She did have a relationship with her mother and stepfather.

Winifred met and fell in love with George Lomas. They were married on September 26, 1931 in Bury, Lancashire, England. They had the first child Doreen on 17 August 1932. They had twelve more children (in order): George, Joyce, Dennis, Prudence Annie, June Ivy, Dennis, Joan Ann, David Noal, Ruth, Lorraine and Charles Eber. Both Dennis' and Charles Eber both died in infancy. They were very poor. Winifred stayed home and took care of the children best she could.

George passed away in 1967 in Radcliffe. This left Winifred a widow for many years. She got through this time by remaining active in the LDS church and staying close to her children. She would travel to see George and David who moved to Australia and to see June and Doreen who both moved to the United States.

When she was 75 years old she came to live in the US with June and her family. Shortly after it was discovered she had uterine cancer. She went into the hospital in February of 1987 and never came out. She had many complications that lead to her death on March 13, 1987 in Tacoma, Washington. She was buried in a Hopkins family plot in Tetonia, Teton, Idaho, in the US.

She was a very charismatic woman. She had her share of hardships. She was always happy. She was a very determined woman and had a sense of humor that would make anyone laugh! She was loved greatly by her children and grandchildren and is very missed!

My Personal History Started....

Personal History of Danielle Hopkins Johnson

I was born July 13, at an  Air Force Base in California.  I was born to Daniel Robert Hopkins and June Ivy Lomas Hopkins.  I was the sixth child born and my mother’s eighth pregnancy.  I was the youngest of six girls.  Yes, that is right, I had no brothers.  I was given the name Danielle because it was tradition in the Hopkins family to name the oldest son Daniel with a different middle name.  My dad was the oldest in his family and I was the last hope for being a boy.  Since no boys were born they named me after dad!

My family lived in California at the time.  We lived there for just a year after I was born and my dad was transferred to Oklahoma.  So just a week after my first birthday we moved to the desert of Oklahoma.  I mentioned I have five older sisters their names are and the ages when I was born: Moonyeen 13, Larinda Sue 11, Tammy 10, Louise 8 and Gail Annette 5. 

My dad grew up the eldest of his family in Idaho.  He has five younger siblings: Jerry Cecil, Mary Ann, Brent L., Marlene and Leora Jean (she went by Jean).  Dad was born September 23, in Rexburg, Madison, Idaho.  His parents were Daniel Alfred Hopkins and Elna Mae Clements Hopkins. Grandpa Hopkins was a cheese maker when dad was born.  He didn’t have to go to World War II because cheese was so important to keep the country going. 

When Dad was in high school they lived in a little town in Idaho and ran the little café there.  It was also part of their home.  Right before Dad’s senior year, grandpa had his first heart attack.  He was in his late forties.  At that time they didn’t have the technology we do now and he had to stop working.  Dad almost quit school to help out with providing for the family.  His parents wouldn’t have it!  He graduated and went on to go on a mission to the Great Lakes mission.  He served for in the later part of the 1950’s.  When he got home he had aspirations to become an architect but the Korean War was starting and he knew he would be drafted.  He decided to join the United States Air Force instead. While he was in training in Illinois he met my mom at stake conference.

My mom was born in Deal, Kent, England on April 5.  Deal was not far from London on the southern coast of England.  She was the sixth child out of twelve born to George Lomas and Winifred Walsh Lomas. Her siblings are: Doreen, George, Joyce, Dennis (died as a baby), Prudence Annie, Mom, Dennis (died as a baby), Joan Ann, David Noal, Lorraine and Charles Eber (died as a baby). Her family was very poor.  Her father was an alcoholic and had many different jobs.  Her mom was a member of the LDS church and took the children to church.  My mom somewhere in her childhood promised herself she would marry a man that would take her to the temple.  She went to nursing school after graduation.  She then got the opportunity to go to America to be a nanny for a young family.  After a year of being a nanny she went and stayed with her sister who was married to an American military man and living in Illinois. This is where my parents met.

My family lived in Oklahoma for almost four years.  While we were there I experienced my first tornado.   I don’t remember what year it was but I remember all gathering in the bathroom (after we opened all the windows in the house) with my family and the radio.  I remember the color of the sky.  It was an ugly green color.  After it was all over I went and played down at the park in the ditches because they were full of water.  We lived on base housing and just down the street was a little park.  I was by myself when I went to play and one of my sisters came looking for me and asked where I had been.  I didn’t understand why she was so upset.  I just told her “I was just playing in the ditches!”  I was either 3 or 4 years old at the time.

My dad retired from the military after 20 years of service.  After much consideration my parents decided to go to the Seattle area.  My dad’s sister Mary Ann lived up there and my dad had been stationed in Tacoma, Washington for a short time.  My mom always said Washington reminded her of “home” (England).  The summer we moved  we stayed in our tent trailer in my Aunt’s driveway.  I started kindergarten that fall in Washington with my cousin Caius.  We rode the bus together.  About a month after school started we moved into a house in a little town  about ten miles from Aunt Mary’s.  I met my best friend Sarah Hubel who lived a block away from us and went to kindergarten with me. Life was pretty uneventful.  I went to school and had a few friends. 

In 1985 we moved again to our very own house.  It was down the hill from town.   In 1986 my grandma Lomas came to live with us.  I am not sure why exactly my parents had her come and stay but I am so grateful.  I had only met grandma once before when we lived in Oklahoma.  She moved all the way from England.  She became my best friend.  I was young at the time.  I was so excited to come home and see her every day.  Grandma was so funny.  We were never very affectionate in our family but I remember standing in the kitchen and grandma told me I had to give her a kiss on the cheek before I went to bed.  Of course I was horrified, I was young after all!  I don’t remember whether or not I kissed her but I remembered how she was so persistent and she was not going to let me go to bed until I did it!  I also remember a time when she asked me if I thought grandpa was waiting for her.  He had died 20 years before then.  I told her I thought she was being silly.  Of course he was waiting for her.  Shortly after she came we found out she had uterine cancer.  She went in for surgery in February of 1987 and she never came out of the hospital.  She was there for a month with all kinds of complications.  She was 76 years old when she died.  I really had a hard time with this.  While she was in the hospital I couldn’t go in and see her.  They said I was too young.  I remember begging my parents to see her.  The night before she died I cried for hours.  The next day my dad picked me up and told me she had passed away.  She was with us for six months.  My dad later told me that one of the deciding factors for her coming was the fact that I didn’t really know her.  I think this was a pivotal time in my life.  It has been almost twenty-six years since she died and I can still cry about losing her like it happened yesterday. 

My sister Tammy got married to Eduardo Galura a short time later.  He was from the Philipines.  They were married in the LDS church.  Ed joined the Navy and they moved to San Diego, California. In May a year later my very first nephew was born, Matthew.  Louise was not married to his dad Troy.  It was so fun having a nephew.  I loved it.  They lived with us. Mom and I babysat him when Louise needed us too.  Some people asked if I was his mom!  I was way too young to be a mom!  I looked much older than my age. 

I want to back up just a bit.  When I was born I was healthy 9 pounds, 5 ounces.  I was overdue by two weeks.  Mom was actually due on July 1^st and I came almost exactly two weeks late.  I was sick a lot when I was little.  I had pneumonia multiple times.  The doctors finally diagnosed me with Asthma when I was three years old.  While living in Oklahoma they put me on a medicine called Theophylline.  This medicine did wonders for my asthma but it had side effects.  I would wake up with night terrors.  When you talk to my sisters and parents they always talked about how scary it was!  It wasn’t until we moved up to Washington and I was admitted to the hospital that the doctors realized it was the medication causing the side effects.  I remember when I was little, maybe six or seven years old being asked what I remember about my “childhood” and I remember saying that I had a lot of nightmares!  Once the doctors discovered the problem they took me off the medicine.  I ended up back in the hospital again.  So they decided to try to give me Theophylline and build up a tolerance in my body.  It worked, although I still was admitted to the hospital several more times.  I ended up taking that medication until I was about 23 years old! 

When I was seven almost eight, mom talked the doctor into taking out my tonsils.   I was baptized on July 14^th with my cousin Caius.  The next week I had my tonsils and adenoids taken out and tubes put in my ears.  After that surgery I went years without being admitted to the hospital for my asthma.  I still would end up in the emergency room for breathing treatments.  Back then they didn’t give out nebulizer machine to have at home.  That is not unless your asthma was really, really bad.  I didn’t have my own nebulizer I was pregnant with my third child!  With my asthma, my typical patterned was that every time the weather changed in Washington (March and November) I would end up in the ER.  My asthma and allergies were both followed really closely by the doctors.  I think I was about nine when I started having allergy shots once a week.  We did that for two years!

My Life Goals

My life goals are pretty simple.

1. Raise a family with my best friend.
2. Live worthy to always attend the temple and receive inspiration from the Holy Ghost.

3. Become a Professional Genealogist.

My Testimony

I have been a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints for all my life.  I was blessed to gain a testimony at  a very young age.  My testimony is very simple!  I know the church is true.  Not because I was taught it and not because I was convinced.  I know it because of the holy ghost bearing witness to me that it is true. 

I also know that Jesus Christ lives.  I know he died for me and if I were the only one he had to die for he would do it again just for me!  I have learned this because of mistakes I have made in my life and coming closer to him through the process of repentance. 

I know that I have a loving Heavenly Father who loves me unconditionally.  I have known this from the time I can remember.  I have always felt a closeness to my Heavenly Father that has allowed me to feel his love for me.

I know these things because of prayer and scriptures study but most importantly the Holy Ghost has testified to me that these things are true.
In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.