Alvin Augustus Despain Biography (1877-1969)
Alvin Augustus Despain Biography (1877-1969)
|Born:||22 Feb 1877 Granite, Utah|
|Died:||11 Nov 1969 Salem, Oregon|
|Father:||William Joseph Despain|
|Mother:||Sarah Catherine Egbert|
|Siblings:||Robert Henry Despain
Alvin Augustus Despain
Edna Seviah Despain
Warren Sylvester Despain
Charles Ward Despain
Douglas Clawson Despain
Joseph Mervin Despain
Sarah Lauretta Despain
Tessa Maud Despain
Olive Loiva Despain
Lawrence Newell Despain
Seymore Elmo Despain
Owen Marion Despain
|Spouse:||Carrie Pratt Robison|
|Married:||4 Jan 1911 Salt Lake City, Utah|
Joseph Marden Despain
Orin Alvin Despain
Parker Robison Despain
Parley William Despain
Sarah Melba Despain
Carrie Faye Despain
Alvin Augustus Despain Biography (1877-1969)
Alvin Augustus Despain was born Feb. 22, 1877, in Granite, Salt Lake Co., Utah, a son of William Joseph Despain and Sarah C. Egbert. He was baptized in May, 1885, and later ordained to the Priesthood.
He married Carrie Pratt Robison on January 4, 1911 in the Salt Lake Temple. They raised nine children together.
Born at Granite, Salt Lake County, Utah Feb. 22, 1877. Father’s name William Joseph Despain; mother’s name Sarah Catherine Egbert, both of old lines in America.
My father was married previously to an English girl named. Ann Hill, by whom he had two daughters and one son. She died with heart trouble.
Three years later he married my mother, then a girl of 16 years. I being the second child in my mother’s family, there was one son older and seven younger, also four younger sisters.
I lived at Granite all during my childhood except one summer when the family moved into Big Cottonwood Canyon where my father owned a sawmill.
My childhood playmates were very few, being confined almost entirely to my brothers and sisters and perhaps half a dozen more.
Schools were oft very poorest, our tuition having to be paid by my parents direct to the teacher for the first three years, after which the free school system was established I attended school every year during a short period of each winter, until I was at the age of 7.
I never was in a graded school. Our school consisted of one teacher and 35 or 40 mixed students.
During my early childhood I spent a good deal of time herding cows in company with my brothers. We would often play and wrestle in the grass, and one day we got in some poison ivy.
I broke out with a poison ivy rash on all exposed parts of my body, including my knees and elbows where there were holes in my clothes. After that I broke out with the rash on the same places every Spring, and felt much discomfort because of it.
When my sister Lauretta was born, Mother had blood poisoning. One morning when she was 8 or 9 days old, Father called me to him and said, “Alvin, your mother is very sick and I am afraid she will not live. The doctor does not give us much hope.”
He tried to break it to me as easy as he could. I felt terrible. 1 did not know- what to do. I could not go in to see her, she was too sick. I went down to the Beaver Pond in the brush and prayed to God to spare her.
I felt better after doing so. After a couple of hours, almost fearing to go to the house, I went, and Father met me and said, “The doctor has just left and he says your mother is much better and with care she will get well,”
I never forgot that and many other incidents. I was 11 or 12 years old at the time. I worked on my father’s farm, delivered milk to Wasatch, and did whatever I could do until about 16. After that, I helped quarry building stone for foundations.
At 18, I went to live on the James A Muir place and look after it while he was filling a mission in the Southern States. I stayed all winter and one summer and gave it up because of the dissatisfaction of his wife.
I worked at home with Father and my brother. At 19, I went to the then lively gold camp of Mercur for to seek employment, but because of my age I was unable to get work in the mine, but got employment from Frank L. Hines on a pipeline, where I worked for about 2 months.
I went home, and in the Spring tried to find work again but was unsuccessful. I worked in the stone when I could find work to do. I tried logging a short time for Butler Mill in Little Cottonwood but was stopped after working a week because the government was setting aside the first forest reserves in the U.S.
I then went in company with my uncles John and William Egbert to Ophir in Rush Valley to work on a pipeline for D.B. Brinton. I stayed until after it was finished. I worked for the LDS Church at Wasatch Resort for some time.
The next year I worked on the old Alta mule tramway for Jake Smith who had it leased. I worked all summer and started in the fall to hauling stone from Wasatch to Sandy for Senator Kearn’s residence in Salt Lake City.
I started to the L.D.S. College which was held in the top of the Templeton Building in Salt Lake City. On account of the small pox in the community. I was late starting the second semester.
I went to school about three months when I got discouraged because I found myself so far behind in learning: I quit and thought I would get me a farm of my own.
I had read of the proposed colonization of the Big Horn Basin, so I called at the Lion House and had a talk with apostle A.O. Woodruff who had it in charge. He seemed very much impressed with the country.
I explained my condition to him and he said he thought I would do well to go out. He told me to think it over and let him know positively. I talked it over with my parents and they did not discourage me in the attempt.
I reported to Bro. Woodruff favorably, and he sent me a letter of instruction. I made preparations to go in company with a Mr. Frank Smith, a neighbor. We rigged up a sheep wagon with four head of ponies and a little money, all ready to leave on the 17th of April 1900.
The day before leaving Aunt Annie Butler lost her baby girl, and as there were no undertakers near they had someone sit up and watch the baby (packing the body with ice water and salt peter solution), so my last night in Granite was spent watching the body in conference with Fred Powell, Mamie Powell, and Mable Butler.
The next morning before the funeral I was on my way to Wyoming. We drove to Mill Creek. Here we stopped and had dinner with Mr. Jacobson, father-in-law of Mr. Smith.
We then drove and camped in Parley’s Canyon. Next day we drove through the canyon and over on to Silver Creek. We passed a number of covered wagons on the road, bound for the basin of Coalville.
We met a John Black from Garfield County, also a Frank Torgeson and some of the Best boys from Salt Lake. Uncle Joe and William Egbert also overtook us. We traveled together, passing a number of wagons more heavily loaded, also going to the Big Horn.
We met several days later on the Black Fork near Kemmerrer, Wyoming, where all were to meet and organize into companies. After waiting until after the appointed time and buying feed at a high price, we got word that those who were waiting had just as well move on. So nine wagons and 13 men started on.
We traveled as far as Pacific Springs when a terrible blizzard hit us. We however got stables for our stock and stayed over Sunday. Monday morning., May 1st found the weather clear and about one foot of snow.
We left the Springs in the morning with no road broke, so we missed the road and got down on the Sweetwater about 20 miles off our course.
We changed our course and cut over the hills to Atlantic City and over the pass to Lander, where we camped in a vacant lot for several days waiting for the mud to dry.
Just as we got our teams ready to break camp, another company drove by. They said they had instructions to pick us up. We hitched up and started to overtake them.
They stopped for the night so we drove to Fort Washika where we camped overnight with a Mr. Terry. Next day we drove to Little Wind River.
We followed the Big Horn River as far as Basin City and then went to Burlington on the Grey Bull, we met Apostle Woodruff and company. We went to church as they had an organized ward.
Monday we drove toward the Shoshone River, We landed at Lovell, a place consisting of a cross-roads with a house on three corners, a store run by a Negro about a half mile away, and on the north side of the river a stage station and post office.
We drove and camped on Sage Creek, which ran through the project where we intended to settle. We had been thirty days on our journey five hundred miles from Salt Lake City.
This was my first trip away from the state of Utah, and to me it was quite an adventure. It was the unfolding of a new world to me.
We camped a few days on Sage Creek. Apostle Woodruff asked me to take a ride on horseback in company with himself, Pres. J. Crosby of the Panguich Stake, Bro. Parry, Frank Smith, and myself .
We rode over the flat and up over the bench, where Boron now stands, forded the river at Black’s ranch, ate lunch on a high point near the river and on the south side, After which we rode down to the Oser ranch near where the sugar factory now stands at Lovell.
We again forded the Shoshone River and rode back to camp on Sage Creek.
Other companies began arriving. The rivers were rising very rapidly. The latter part of the week we moved our camp down on the north bank of the Shoshone about a mile. Saturday night Pres.
Boron Sessions company arrived. We now had about 200 people in our camp. We built a brush bowery and used cottonwood logs for seats and held our first Sunday School and meeting.
The Sunday School was organized, also a branch, selecting Fred Kohler as Branch President, George Eastman as Sunday School superintendent. I was put in as Sunday School secretary, later became a member of the stake board, first as treasurer and then as secretary.
In a few days we moved to the head of the canal to start work on the Sidon Canal. I worked on the canal until the latter part of July when I went about forty miles up the river to to work on the C B& Q Railroad, which was building into Cody from Montana. I worked with my team about six weeks when I went back on the canal again.
It was about this time that a memorable thing happened. There was great concern about the coming winter and no means to prepare for it. Brother Woodruff was there, and we had a special fast followed by a business meeting to decide what could be done to provide everyone with warm clothes, food, and lodging for the winter.
After the meeting they went out to approve the townsite of Byron which surveyors had surveyed. A large number went out to see it, including the directors of the townsite and Bro. Woodruff .
On our way back to camp I saw a large fine team pelting a white-topped buggy –something unusual for that country. When they met us they asked where they could find the leader of the Mormons.
I pointed to the hillside and told them they could go up there and ask Bro. Woodruff: They did. It turned out to be the chief engineer of the Western division of the CB&Q Railroad which was building through there, Mr. S. P. Weeks and Company.
He told them they wanted to let the Mormons have the contract for twenty miles of railroad grading, and it was the easiest place to work and nearer the railroad station for supplies. It was a direct answer to our prayer,
I stayed until camp was broken to build houses for the winter. I helped to survey the townsite of Cowley in the Sage Creek Valley, and then went down the river as far as Big Horn helping on the thresher for the ranchers.
I was gone about two weeks. I came back and they had changed the townsite to about one and one-half miles north and west to get a better location, also to enlarge it. I drew my land and also a good lot.
I took my team and went with Uncle Joe Egbert to Prior Mountains for logs to build a house for him as he had his family. We also drove to the Crow Reservation in Montana for lumber at the sawmill to floor and cover it.
After that I moved to Prior Gap in Montana to work on the railroad grading of the CB&Q Railroad. I worked all winter until March first, when Bro. Woodruff asked me to go to work on the canal tunnel between Cowley and Byron.
I worked in the tunnel until June, when we were all called to go back and help finish the twenty mile contract on the railroad as the rail laying crew was crowding them.
I finished my work on the railroad in August. The colony held a celebration at Byron and we had a big time, after which Frank Smith and myself left for Salt Lake by team through the Clark’s Fork route and through the Yellowstone Park.
We entered through via Soda Buttes and via Fort Yellowstone, the Morris Geyser Basin down the Gibbon River, up the Fire hole, over the divide on to the thumb of Lake Yellowstone and out through the Jackson Hole via Victor, Idaho, down the Snake to Idaho Falls, Blackfoot, Pocatello, Malad, and to Salt Lake.
I had been away from home about a year and a half. I was on the road about thirty days, during which time my Grandmother Despain died and I knew nothing about it until my arrival home.
I visited home about two months and then took the train to the Big Horn country via Denver, Colorado, through Nebraska to Toluca, Montana, and back to Big Horn. It was a long ride for me on the train, something like 1400 miles.
1 worked on the canal. Uncle Joe Egbert, my brother Robert, and myself contracted a couple of small rock cuts west of Cowley. Robert’s family and myself had the smallpox.
We were not so seriously sick but it was awful miserable. Robert and myself planted about ten acres of oats, We moved onto the rim and homesteaded some land each, built him a home out of cottonwood and cleared about seven acres of heavy cottonwood timber, planted potatoes, corn, and vegetables.
I went to work on the government road on the North Fork of the Shoshone running from Cody, Wy., into Yellowstone Park, opening up the east entrance.
In the fall I went down to Lovell and built a shanty on my homestead. During the winter of 1903, I worked on the canals, including the Big Fork Canal below Lovell on the north side-Myself and brother Robert done the heavy shooting on a heavy side hill. I stayed wrath him on his homestead during the winter.
In the Spring of 1903, I plowed and planted about ten aces of wheat and alfalfa on my 60 acre farm at Cowley. Robert, my brother, and myself quarried sandstone to build the first stone school house in Byron, Wyoming,
We also done some heavy blasting on the Lovell Canal at Penrose for John Burnham and his brother Carrot.
After planting and making ditches, fencing, etc., I left it for Robert to look after and I went to a mining camp on the head of Grey Bull River called Kerwin where I done some contracting at assessment work for a Mr. Tewksberry of Scranton, Pennsylvania.
I worked there about two months when I returned to Cowley to look after my interests: also to attend Stake conference where President Joseph F. Smith, Anthony H. Lund, Owen Woodruff; John W. Taylor, and Mathias F. Cowley were present, Sept. 13,1903.
After working around on the plains and pioneering in general, I went to Salt Lake City to attend October Conference. I rode in company with Will Dickson, his mother, and a number of others.
From about 1908 until 1911, I lived at Granite and helped my brothers with teaming. During this time I served as one of the Seven Presidents of Seventies of Jordan Stake.
The balance of this record was taken from the record of Alvin Augustus Despains as kept by his wife Carrie, and edited by his daughter, Melba Despain Garner:
On Jan. 4, 1911 , Alvin Despain was married in the Salt Lake Temple to Carrie Pratt Robison, a young nurse who had attended his sister Lauretta during an illness.
Their honeymoon was scarcely over before he left to labor in the Eastern States Mission for the church, leaving on Feb. 8. 1911. All of his time in the mission field was spent in the Western Pennsylvania Conference.
He had the many enjoyable, discouraging, and faith-promoting experiences that are typical of missionary life, much detail of which was kept in diaries that he kept during that time.
However, one experience that was especially faith-promoting and impressive to him happened on May 30,1911, He tells the story:
“About six of us were assigned to Erie on Lake Erie to labor out in the country. We had some friends there. One, named Glowser, wanted us to go for a ride with him in his boat on the lake. There was six of us in the boat, a motor boat with three seats. We went out about five or six miles and found a place where the water was shallow. There we anchored the boat and went swimming, As we headed back toward the shore, a storm began to rise. We had to cut across the white caps; it was very rough. Then our rope caught in the motor and stopped it, leaving us afloat. We finally got it started again. In the meantime, some fishermen tied their boat to the breakwater on shore. The waves lashed so hard that they broke one end out of the boat. “The fishermen watched us for awhile, but lost track of us. W e finally got back, soaking wet and scared. The fishing boat that had got broke had about a ton of fish in it, so we picked up some of them and sold them. That day, 30 people lost their lives in the squall on that lake.”
He returned from his mission on Dec, 21, 1912, having filled a good honorable mission. After that he served as a home Missionary from the spring of 1913 until Feb. 1914, when he moved his wife and daughter to Wyoming. While there another child, a son, was born to them.
They returned to Granite Oct. 11, 1915, after having sold the farm, crops, and cows.
On Jan. 14, 1917, he was sustained by the people of Granite Ward as their Bishop. He held this position until Nov. 7,1926, nearly ten years. In later years he said that this was the most strenuous job he ever had.
During that time, he earned his living by freighting and carrying mail from Sandy to Alta through Little Cottonwood Canyon. It was often a long tiresome trip with severe hardship.
He also raised chickens for several years, as well as working in the timber and stone some. That time also saw his family increase to eight children, and his father’s death.
During the summer of 1928 he worked for about six weeks on construction work at Yellowstone Park in Wyoming. Then we all started on a new adventure into Idaho. Father (Alvin) had traded the five and a half acres he had in Granite on a forty acre farm near Jerome, Idaho.
After shipping by rail all the furniture and household goods, we packed some bedding and the remaining personal possessions we had into the small covered Model “T” truck, and left Granite on the afternoon of Sept. 4,1928.
About noon on the sixth we drove into a tourist camp in Jerome where we made accommodations to stay for a few days until a house could be erected on the place.
We moved into the one room with a dug-out basement a week later, even though the house still had no roof on it. We had been told we could expect mild winters in that locality, so we were quite unprepared for the “coldest winter in 30 years” which we had.
It was a rather hard winter for the ten people who shared that little house through the winter, but where love abounds there is always hope and cheer, and we launched on the planting season with faith and determination that spring.
The fall of 1929 brought ominous cries of depression in the nation. The fruits of our labors, though scant, were over abundant for the market so our profits were small, and insufficient to carry us through another winter.
On the first of November we left Jerome and returned to the Salt Lake Valley. We rented a home on the outskirts of Salt Lake for several months while Father went to work for the mines at Park City.
On April 23,1930, while he was working away from home so much, his ninth child, a little daughter, was born. During most of that time he was hatching and camping and working nights. He was afflicted with boils quite a lot, too, which was quite a trial to him.
Our family felt the blessings of the Lord in spite of our worries. The effects of the depression were being felt throughout the world, and million’s of people were out of work and destitute.
It was hard to make ends meet on his meager salary, even though the nation was suffering from a large surplus of products. There just wasn’t the money to buy what there was.
On July 3, 1930, we bought and moved into a modern five room house on Cordelia Avenue. During the next three or four years we knew want and discouragement repeatedly, but we never were completely destitute.
The government provided necessities for those who could not provide their own. With the widespread unemployment, and father’s age being against him in this competitive field, it was difficult for him to work much of the time.
During such times of idleness, he made use of his time doing genealogy and Temple work and was always diligent in his Church duties and obligations.
During the winter of 1932 he was greatly afflicted with rheumatism and a severe case of erysyplus, so he spent many weeks helplessly confined to his bed. He recovered his health that Spring after having all of his upper teeth extracted.
In 1933 he went with his brother Charlie and Jack Maynes and their boys to get mining timber out for the mines. They worked up on the Weber and Provo Rivers in Eastern Utah.
During the winter of 1934 he worked mostly for the Park City mines, coming home only on the weekends. In the meantime he had begun to purchase a half acre lot on 7th East below 33rd South, on which he hoped to build his family a home someday.
His mother, Sarah Catherine Egbert Despain, passed away on June 16,1933.
In the spring of 1935 we traded the lot on 7th East for an equity in an acre with a nice house and landscaping near Holliday. It was a lovely well-located place and we were all very happy there. For the ensuing three or four years Father worked mostly off the WPA, an agency of the government set up to provide employment for those who were unable to find work elsewhere.
His work was mostly in the Wasatch National Forest doing rock mason work, building lavatories, camp stoves, etc. He worked on the Amphitheater in Mill Creek Canyon, built the monument in the entrance of the Forest Boundary in American Fork Canyon and one in Big Cottonwood and Farmington Canyons.
In 1936, at the suggestion of the Church Security Committee (now the Welfare Committee), we began to plan for a farm again. On Jan. 4,1937, we purchased 40 acres of bench land about six miles northwest of Ontario, Oregon.
It was virgin land, still in sage brush under the Owyhee Irrigation Project. It meant pioneering again.
The Spring of 1937, Marden, Parker and Parley went out to the farm and cleared off much of the brush and planted barley and alfalfa. They had to live in a tent, use irrigation water for most uses, hauling drinking water from a neighbor’s well about a half a mile away.
The dust, wind, pests, and shadeless sun were trials indeed for those young men to bear. They returned (except Marden) the next spring and worked on the farm, living in a tiny shack that Father had built in the meantime. He went out with Parley the summer after that, 1939, and that fall we sold the home in Utah and moved to Oregon.
We arrived in Oregon early in December, Mother having gone by truck with the household foods, and the rest of us (who weren’t already there) going by automobile. We stored most of our furniture with neighbors and camped for a few days while the men in the family built a basement house for us.
We gradually gained and improved the property, raising what crops we could each year and milking cows for a regular income. The crops were scant in 1940 because a large canal broke out in May, leaving us without irrigation water for a very crucial month.
Winters were quite wearing because of the poor roads, muddy sea, lack of facilities and damp atmosphere. Summers were as dry as winters were damp, and the mud dried to a powdery dust. Machinery was scarce, but we managed.
In December 1941, the War broke out and it wasn’t long until the boys, Parker and Parley, were gone, leaving Father to till the fields alone. Being then in his sixties and still suffering some with rheumatism, it was hard for him to keep up, but he worked hard, and with the help of mother and the girls who were still home, he kept things going.
After the war, Parley and his family came back to the farm, and Father moved into the town of Ontario with Mother and Fern, into a little house next to the Church.
They became the care-takers of the church there, while continuing with their other activities which they had never ceased. Father had held positions in each word in which he had resided, usually either teaching a class or working on the genealogy.
About Sept. 26, 1948, Father suffered a slight stroke, and even though it did not rob him of his faculties, it left him quite weak and not able to work as, hard as he was accustomed to doing.
He finally gave up the work at the Church in Ontario and bought a small acreage and home near Meridian. Idaho, from his son-in-law Mac Belnap. Mac and his wife Fern built a home next door, and helped him to get chicken coops and facilities ready so that he could raise chickens. They moved to Meridian in the early fall of 1951.
He and mother continued to live there until the date of this writing ; April 10, 1957) and expect to spend the remainder of their life there. Even though their health has failed to a marked degree, they are still alert and happy, trying to live always in the ways of the Lord and doing good to everyone.
Father has always kept the word of Wisdom strictly, paid a full tithing, and in every way tried to keep all of the commandments of the Lord. His grandchildren now number 44, six of whom were adopted, and he has two great grandchildren.
In spite of the financial distress he has suffered during much of his life, he is free of debt, owns his own home, and has sufficient for his and Mother’s needs during their old age, now that he is unable to work. He has lived a wonderful example for his posterity to follow.
Alvin Augustus Despain Biography (1877-1969)
Character Sketch of Alvin A. Despain
by Fern Belnap
Father was the 2nd child of Sarah Catherine Egbert and William J. Despain. They were both children of converts to the church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Both knew the hardships of Pioneer life and lived with many hardships all their lives.
The parents settled in Granite after they married. Sarah Cathrine was just 15 years old at the time she married William Joseph. They had many struggles with poverty but was always faithful to our Heavenly Father and enjoyed rich blessings of the Gospel.
Daddy’s older brother Robert and himself was quite inseparable as buddy’s growing up together. They always looked to each other for love, help, and companionship.
He was always very honest. Taught honesty to his children and others around him. Always paid an honest tithing to the Church.
His stature was not large. He was 5’3″ tall and weighed 135 lbs. in his prime. But what a giant of a man. He was meticulous when it came to good grooming. He always brushed his suit as he put it on, wore soft leather, high top shoes that was always polished.
When ever he went out side he always had a hat because he said ” won’t sunburn my bald head.” His head was indeed bald not a hair anywhere. He was very self conscience about the bald head and usually cracked a joke or so about it.
If he washed his face (he did every time he washed his hands) he washed his head, neck and ears also.
He was a proud man always wanting to pay for what he received. One time when he was older and custodian of the church in Ontario the Bishop had a dozen eggs from the welfare which was surplus.
So he asked dad if he could take them. Dad said “you will have to account in your books where the eggs go?” Bishop said “yes.” Dad said “Keep them or throw them away I’ll not have my name on the welfare rolls.”
He played the guitar as a young man. Sang a beautiful Tenor and had an excellent sense of timing and Rhythm. Daddy loved to dance as a young man and as he walked down the street wanted all who walked with him to walk in step so all would look proper and smooth,
He loved music and particularly loved singing and to have the family sing and play around the piano. He could play a tune or two and particularly liked to play “Home, Home I’m not forgetting thee”
Dad had an even temper. Seldom even raised his voice. He was slow to anger, never swore but if he was very perturbed he would stamp his foot and say “Thunderation.” He was always for the right and only on defense of truth did he usually become perturbed.
This wouldn’t be complete if I didn’t say something about Dad’s spiritual life. He was deeply spiritual. He had a thorough understanding of the gospel of Jesus Christ.
The type of testimony that you knew that he knew what he was talking about and very sincere, He spent 10 years as Bishop of Granite Ward. He was an excellent teacher,
Ward teacher, and Genealogy Chairman. In all he set out to do he was prayerful. Many a Sunday morning during the war at the farm we would start out to Sunday School only after a prayer for help from the Lord to get our car started and through the mud to get there.
Seldom did we not get there. Often after getting stuck once or twice we got there. Never did the day begin or supper hour pass but the whole family knelt and had family prayers in his home.
The last 14 years of his life when he was disabled was not wasted years because he spent his hours studying the scriptures and books written by the General Authorities.
When he could not spend much time reading, mother read to him. His understanding of the gospel and scriptures has not been surpassed by many persons.
If anyone needed an answer to some gospel principle he could clearly explain it to you. Many people came to him for advise and genealogy information.
He was always ready to listen and give of what he had. When asked advise it was always, choice correct principles and follow your best judgement. He would never command just love us into doing what’s right.
A month after he was married, he filled a mission to the Eastern States from 1911-1912. He was ordained a High Priest and Bishop Jan. 19, 1917, by Heber J. Grant. He became the fourth bishop of the Granite Ward, East Jordan Stake, Utah, serving in that capacity for nine years.
He was a farmer in Utah and Idaho.
He died November 11, 1969 in Salem, Marion, Oregon.
Alvin Augustus Despain Biography (1877-1969)
- Despain, Carrie Robison and Garner, Melba Despain. History & Genealogy of the Franklin Alonz Robison Family, p. 62.
- LDS Family Group Record Collection [Patron Section]
- Submitted by: Albert William Despain
- Family of: Parley William Despain & Lola Iris Bahr
- LDS Biographical Encyclopedia, Andrew Jenson, Vol. 4, p. 457
- An Enduring Legacy, Volume Three, p. 239
- Death: Social Security Death Index:
- Alvin DESPAIN
- Birth Date: 22 Feb 1877
- Death Date: Nov 1969
- Social Security Number: 529-07-1178
- State Where Number Was Issued: Utah
- Death Residence Zip Code: 97303
- Keizer, Marion, Oregon
- Salem, Marion, Oregon
- Belnap, Fern Despain and Callahan, Carrie Fay Despain and West, Ralph & Alice “The history of Alivn Augustus Despain and Carrie Pratt Robison Despain”