Family History Friday: Grandpa Buzz
Talking with Grandpa on the phone and reading his personal history has been great, and like working on the rest of my family history posts, it makes me hungry to know even more. But this blog is about rejoicing in the baby steps and so here is one baby step back to the world of my wonderful Grandpa Buzz.
Note: I have tried to focus this post, like with my other to this point, on the early years of my grandparents. My main sources for this blog are: a) a personal history Grandpa wrote in 1987 that focuses mainly on his health history and b) a phone interview I conducted with grandpa. Anything from either of these sources will be indicated in italics.
LeVan "Buzz" Webb
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| Young Buzz in the winter |
"I got the name Buzz because my sister couldn't say "brother" very well, she said "buzzer". Well I was Buzz ever since. It is alright, but can be a little confusing when someone at the work site is looking for LeVan and no one knows who they are taking about."
"When I was growing up my father and his brothers had their own logging business, had a farm, and a cattle operation. My Father logged all his life and I was beside him all the time. We started with logging horses – little log trucks – and made our own jammers to load the logs. "
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| Grannie and Papa (Buzz's Parents) |
" My Dad was the first one up each morning and the last one to bed after he checked to make sure everything was okay for the night. I worked with him until he died at age 93."
"My Mother was always in the Relief Society. She was RS president several times and Counselor several times. She was RS president in the Southwest Indian Mission and traveled many miles from San Carlos, AZ to Gallup, NM. The mission took in the Apache, Navajo, Hopi and Zuni Reservations. Another thing she did was make cakes to sell in a restaurant in Show Low for $2.00. Sometimes I made the cakes because she didn’t have time."
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| Buzz in the Garden |
"The thing I liked the most as a child was having a horse. I always had a good horse and rode on round-ups on the neighbors’ ranches and Ward and Stake ranches. We got to help get the cows in and then brand them. When I was 7 years old I rode my horse 8 miles down to the Nedly (sp?) ranch. Sister Nedly was one of my primary teachers and I went down to their ranch to help round up the cattle. I often went and helped with their ranch. There was a local weed that the cows would eat and go crazy so we would go around the land and hoe it out. In the 60's the Webbs had a farm and I helped drive the cows south to brand them."
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| Buzz working with a hammer |
"He had a shop and I used to be his arms and legs and I worked with him. He was an inventor and he was always making things. After he had a heart attack at age 60 he had a cot set up in the shop. We would work until he got tired and then he would sit down to rest a while. Then he was back up working"
"Grandpa JH Webb took me to several inter-tribal ceremonies. They were in Gallup and Santa Fe, NM and on different reservations. We got to see the different tribal dances. Grandpa liked to go because most of the Indians spoke Spanish and he would talk for hours until everyone got tired. He learned Spanish when he lived in the Colonies in Mexico when the polygamists had to flee to Mexico."
"Grandpa JH Webb took me to several inter-tribal ceremonies. They were in Gallup and Santa Fe, NM and on different reservations. We got to see the different tribal dances. Grandpa liked to go because most of the Indians spoke Spanish and he would talk for hours until everyone got tired. He learned Spanish when he lived in the Colonies in Mexico when the polygamists had to flee to Mexico."
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| Buzz on Graduation Day |
"My Dad took me out of school quite often to help with the logging. One time when I came back to school after being gone they had given another boy my desk. I was devastated. It made me behind in my classes when I was gone so much and it was difficult to catch up. Some things I never really learned. I graduated from high school in 1957."
Grandpa- You are truly amazing! You are one of the hardest working men I know. You are just like your grandpa JH Webb resting on that cot in the shop and getting right back up to work again. I am so honored to be your granddaughter and to inherit your legacy of faith and determination.







I had never seen the picture of Dad in the cap and gown. You can see why Dad instilled a need to get an education in us kids. I love you Dad.
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