One of the most prolific family writers was my grandmother Victoria Anderson. She wrote poetry, family history, and a little article for the church bulletin called “Do You Remember”. 
She was born in a little pioneer village of Pleasant Green in 1889 located at the base of the northern Oquirrh Mountains. The area was first settled in 1851 by Mormon pioneers. Just after Grandma was born there were only 20 families living in Pleasant Green but eventually expanded to what is today called Magna, meaning “great or superior”. The name “Pleasant Green” was changed to Magna because postal workers complained that it was too similar to Pleasant Grove, also located nearby in Utah. The first LDS chapel was constructed in 1897 but prior to that, meetings were held in the homes of the members. Eventually, the Kennecott Copper Corp. changed this little hamlet into a mining town where Grandpa Anderson worked as a carpenter foreman for many years. J.D.
Do You Remember
To ’45 we bid adieu
And Santa Clause has gone too,
But whoa! Hold on a minute you!
Let this young fellow off I say!
Young Mr. Nineteen forty-six.
You’re briefly clad for such a day.
Just sit you there beside my grate.
I’ll treat you well,
You’ve come to stay.
Happy New Year!
Again we stand at the parting of the ways, the old year has passed and a new year is born.
Again we must choose which road we will take. We cannot stay where we are; nothing stands still in God’s entire universe. The earth, sun, stars and moon move on. Every individual is born with an impulse to act and do.
What we choose to do is the fact that decides our destination. This decision must be made by one’s own self. The path we choose will determine whether we will go forward to a greater, nobler and divine life, or if we are swept onward to downfall and failure. God forces no man to become good or bad, wise or foolish, weak or strong. If we are alert to opportunity, we can make life much happier.
Remember – the solutions we make are a test of our courage and willpower. The door of a new year stands open. Which way will you take?
Be it resolved that: The coming year we will be guided by the Golden Rule – Do unto others as you would have others do unto you.
The most precious of all possessions is time:
Every day you have less;
Every second wasted can never be replaced.
Time is the most democratic of properties.
Every human being is a millionaire at birth; everyone ends as a pauper in time.
What you buy with it depends on you;
Time can be exchanged for failure or success, whichever you prefer.
How much interest are you drawing on the only real capital you have – time?
Victoria L. Anderson
Personal History of Victoria Le Cheminant Anderson
by Victoria L. Anderson 1960
Victoria Le Cheminant Anderson was born at Pleasant Green, Utah, March 24, 1889, to Peter James Le Cheminant and Martha Hayes Le Cheminant.
Born a twin, I was preceded in birth by a twin brother.
The decision on our names, Victor and Victoria, was the results of the admiration my father had for Victor Hugo and my English born mother had for Queen Victoria. Great excitement reigned in the village when the twins arrived. At that time there was no other twins in Pleasant Green. My brother and I were delivered by a midwife as were most of the babies of the early days.
I was reared in a humble Latter-day Saint home, guided by the finest of parents. We were taught prayer at an early age. Baptized and confirmed a member of the LDS Church at the age of 8 years and attended church at the old Pleasant Green meeting house (Main Street). At six year of age I started to school in a one-room schoolhouse, directly across from the Pleasant Green church. It was known as District No. 47.
Although the years, which usually are closely interwoven with the memories of a devoted mother, were shortened by Mother’s death. My later life was greatly influenced by the teachings I received in early childhood. Mother’s passing came six weeks before her 45th birthday following the birth of her 13th child (or 12th birth – twins). I was fifteen. Father tried hard to be both father and mother but time emphasized the great loss we had sustained through Mother’s death. Truly they kept the first commandment – “Multiply and replenish the earth, that in thy seed ye shall have joy.”
Birthdays were kept simple but always remembered. Christmas was a time of much secrecy and anticipation. What fun abounded in our home on Christmas morning although all we had listed was not under the tree. Disappointment was never shown. Always someone had heard Santa’s arrival or departure. What excitement reigned in the neighborhood Christmas morning!
Born into a poor but humble home where material things were scarce but where good examples and teachings were to be found in abundance. Truly we were blest to be born of such fine parentage.
One of the greatest blessings that came to me was being blest with one of God’s choice young men as my companion. 
In the early part of the year of 1908, I met the man who was to become my husband for time and all eternity. Andrew had just returned from fulfilling a mission to his native land, Sweden. After a courtship of nearly a year we were married November 26, 1908 in the Salt Lake Temple by John Rex Winder who, at that time, was first counselor to President Joseph F. Smith.
The greater part of our married life, Andrew was employed as a carpenter foreman at the Utah Copper Mills in Magna.
On November 14, 1922 Father passed away at the age of 81 years. The last ten years of his life he spent in the Salt Lake Temple.
To us were born nine children: Victor and Vern, twin sons born in Tooele August 21, 1907; Genevieve and Geneva (a still born) twin girls born March 6, 1912; Wanda born March 6, 1914; Bessie born July 5, 1918; Margret born May 17, 1921; Nelda born August 15, 1924; Andrew John Jr. (Buddy Boy) born June 5, 1930 and died December 22, 1930. Great sorrow came into our home with the passing of our little B.B.
Having been reared in a happy Latter-day Saint home and large family, the children learned to share freely. They participated in church, school and civic activities.
The death of my mother at an early age helped me to assume, more fully, the responsibilities of marriage as I had learned self-sacrifice and hard work.
Both my husband and I gave much of our time in promoting our church. I served many years in M.I.A. work, several times President. Forty years in Pleasant Green choir, a charter member to Singing Mothers, a charter officer in the Salt Lake County D.U.P. (Daughters of the Utah Pioneers) organization. I was a charter member and officer of the Pleasant Green camp. I served many years in P.T.A. at Cyprus High School. I also worked in Relief Society and Primary. I served as a Relief Society visiting teach at the age of 16 years with Sister Shields, an English convert. She had not learned to drive a horse and buggy and I had, so I was called to serve with her. Our district was Saltair Branch (Salt Works). This was before the automobile luxury.
Having been deprived of the schooling we would have liked through the death of Andrew’s father and me through the death of my mother, we sacrificed even greater to give our children the opportunities that life had not afforded us.
Today, the children are living from coast to coast. The fond memories that they have of the home they were reared in and their parents’ teachings has been a guide for good in their lives. They and their families are all held in high esteem in the respective towns they live.
Victor and Vern today are practicing physicians. Victor married his wife in 1942. Kathleen and their four children (Victor, Jr. Andrew, Mary Kay and Kevin) reside in Girardville, Pennsylvania where he maintains a private practice and is on the staff of the Ashland Hospital.
Vern, his wife Lorna and their three children reside in Buhl, Idaho where he maintains a private practice. He has his own medical building and is on the staff of the Twin Falls Hospital.
The three oldest daughters, Genevieve, Wanda and Bessie graduated in nursing. Margret and Nelda had a business course. Bessie and Margret both served as airline stewardesses until they married. Genevieve married Paul H. Smith. They and their son, Pat, reside in Los Altos, California where Paul has a position with the U.S. Geological Survey. Genevieve has spent much of her married life in hospital nursing. Wanda married Henry Dray. They and their four children reside in Albany, New York. Henry is vice president of the Jonathan Levi Company, wholesale grocers. Bessie married Raymond Cantrell. Ray is a pilot on Pan American. They and their two children, Raymond and Linda, reside in Los Altos, California. Margret married Robert Stump. They and their two daughters, Pamela and Susan, reside in Cleveland, Ohio. Bob is vice president in Dow Chemical. Nelda married Wade Mundan. They and their three daughters, Victoria, Kathleen, and Debra, reside in Salt Lake City. Wade is manager of the O.C. Tanner Jewelry.
During World War II I spent one year at Utah Ordinance where I worked as an inspector and two years at the Civilian Club House in Kearns, Utah (an Army post).
After nearly 38 years of a very happy marriage, my sweetheart was taken in death. On July 19, 1946 he died of cancer after many months illness. To tell how deeply this loss has affected my life, I cannot put into words, for Andrew was truly one of God’s choice sons.
In November of 1947, I sold our home in Magna (Pleasant Green) and moved to Salt Lake City to my present home at 1244 Harrison which had a small apartment to supplement my income. I also did practical nursing at Dr. Pyott’s Naturepathic Hospital and in private homes.
It was not without tears that I moved from the home where Andrew and I had reared our family. They were all born in this home except the first two births. Memories, memories!
But in this life we must learn to accept bravely the changes that cross our path.
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