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Stella Elizabeth Lyford[1, 2]

Female 1886 - 1957  (71 years)


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  • Name Stella Elizabeth Lyford  [3
    Gender Female 
    Born 28 October 1886  Minneapolis, Hennepin Co., Minnesota, USA Find all individuals with events at this location  [3
    Died November 1957  [3
    Buried Saint Paul, Ramsey Co., Minnesota, USA Find all individuals with events at this location  [3
    • 803 Larpenteur Ave.
      Roseville, MN 55113 USA, Roselawn Cemetary, 803 Larpenteur Ave., Roseville, MN, 55113, USA, 651-489-1720
    Person ID I75041  Clan Moffat Genealogy
    Last Modified 5 April 2009 

    Father Charles Chamberlain Lyford,   b. 21 August 1853, Roscoe, Winnebago Co., Illinois, USA Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. 1 July 1925, Roscoe, Winnebago Co., Illinois, USA Find all individuals with events at this location  (Age 71 years) 
    Mother Emma Laura Hendrickson,   b. 31 January 1860, Rosetown, Ramsey Co., Minnesota, USA Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. 11 March 1926, Minnesota, USA Find all individuals with events at this location  (Age 66 years) 
    Family ID F43331  Family Group Sheet  |  Family Chart

    Family/Spouse Frank Eugene Randall,   b. 17 January 1888, Morris, Stevens Co., Minnesota, USA Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. 2 October 1938, Omaha, Douglas Co., Nebraska, USA Find all individuals with events at this location  (Age 50 years) 
    Married 12 September 1911  Comodale, Rosetown, Ramsey Co., Minnesota, USA Find all individuals with events at this location  [3
    Children 
    +1. John Stone Randall,   b. 21 November 1912, Duluth, St. Louis Co., Minnesota, USA Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. Yes - date unknown
    +2. Mercy Jayne Randall,   b. 9 September 1914, Duluth, St. Louis Co., Minnesota, USA Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. 19 February 1970, Paterson, Passaic Co., New Jersey, USA Find all individuals with events at this location  (Age 55 years)
    +3. Polly Elizabeth Randall,   b. 9 September 1914, Duluth, St. Louis Co., Minnesota, USA Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. 2 September 2000, Douglas Co., Minnesota, USA Find all individuals with events at this location  (Age 85 years)
    +4. Gordon Lyford Randall,   b. 15 July 1918, Duluth, St. Louis Co., Minnesota, USA Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. 2 June 1980  (Age 61 years)
    +5. Janet Wells Randall,   b. 31 October 1922, Omaha, Douglas Co., Nebraska, USA Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. 15 June 2003, Saint Paul, Ramsey Co., Minnesota, USA Find all individuals with events at this location  (Age 80 years)
    Family ID F45956  Family Group Sheet  |  Family Chart

  • Notes 
    • 1886 Stella was born October 28th.
      1911 She married Frank Eugene Randall on September 12th, at Comodale, Ramsey Co, St Paul, Minnesota.
      1912 Son John Stone Randall is born.
      1914 Twin daughters Mercy Jayne and Polly Elizabeth Randall are born.
      1918 Son Gordon Lyford Randall is born.
      1921 Moves to Omaha Nebraska with Frank who becomes General Counsel for the Northwestern Bell Telephone Co.
      1922 Daughter Janet Wells Randall is born.


      A TRIBUTE TO A FINE WOMAN,
      MY GRANDMOTHER

      Sandra Grace Porterfield
      January 30, 1961


      Almost every child is blessed with wonderful grandparents. I only knew the grandparents on my mother's side and then only my Grandmother and we got to be very close. I went to live with her when I was 2 ½ and lived with her until I was 13 years old. My Grandfather died when I was three, so I really don't recall much about him, except he had one arm and could do almost anything; including playing the piano or the harmonica and he had a multitude of friends.

      My Grandmother and I slept in the same room and we had lots of fun. In the evening I would go to bed at 7:30 and at 10:00 Gram would come to bed, listen to the news and tell me go back to sleep. In the morning I would crawl in bed with her and she would rub my back, a terrible habit to get into, and tell me stories about herself, when she was my age.

      Her father was a doctor of veterinary medicine and they lived a large piece of ground, which has become part of the State Fair Grounds, here in St. Paul, Minnesota. She had three brothers and all four of them were average, mischievous children. One day her father got a new buggy and had just had it painted. It had to sit for a while before he could use it and dust collected on it. He gave each of them explicit instructions not to touch it, as any mark would scratch the finish and he would have to have it repainted. Without a word, all four of them watched their father drive away on a call and when he was out-of-sight, they went out and wrote all over the buggy.

      When he came home, he took them out to the barn to give them their "due reward" and he took each of the boys first, impressing upon Grandmother that her spanking would be the last and worst, as she should certainly know better, being the eldest.

      In the barn he had many glass cabinets in which he kept specimens and also nearby there was a hitching rig for the horse. Finally Gram's turn came and he drew back on the whip and caught it in the hitching rig and it flew through the air breaking every one of his glass cabinets. My grandmother never got that spanking, but it not only impressed her, it scare the living daylights out of her.

      Living in the country, she was able to have her own horse, who she named Lightfoot. Lightfoot was a proud horse and could run very fast. One day her cousin got a horse and told Gram to meet her a few blocks away and they would have a race. Her cousin was sure her new horse could beat Lightfoot, without even trying. Gram was worried, knowing how fast Lightfoot was, and how proud her cousin was of her horse, so Gram decided to hold Lightfoot back and let her cousin win, but one thing was wrong, she didn't let Lightfoot in on her secret and he not only beat her cousin's horse, they had to wait a while for her cousin to come to the end of the race. Gram was embarrassed and her cousin was angry.

      Since practically everyone in my family was talented in the field of music, Gram decided I should be no different and she started my music career at the tender age of 4. I took piano lessons from Miss Plum and she was a very fine teacher. She used to play over each song I was to learn for the next week. This went along just fine until Gram told Miss Plum I could play by ear and was picking up the tunes as she played them, so I didn't need to practice them. My great and glorious career was ended at the age of 7, after several recitals, at which I would get so panicky I couldn't remember what I was supposed to play. Gram always understood and was very nice about it, but between the two of them, they decided I shouldn't take piano any more.

      Since Gram was deaf I'd just mumble when I was unhappy with something and she couldn't hear me and I would let all my angry moments out together and mumble. This was fine until one of my uncles came home early from work and caught me and I had a pretty sore fanny for some time.

      I don't think Gram ever had an unexciting day in her life. They were not always happy, but they were exciting. One day she was making applesauce and the pressure cooker blew up in her face. She said I ran upstairs, got some homemade salve and a Band-Aid and called the doctor. I can still see that apple sauce on the ceiling.

      The house we lived in was very large and I don't remember very many weeks going by without a party of some kind; either a formal dinner party or close friends over for dinner. We also had several people that would come through town and spend the night, especially during the war. It was more like a hotel, but it was fun, at least for me.

      Gram was always there when I needed her. I can remember the first Halloween that I was allowed to answer the door and everything was going along just fine, until a horrible looking witch came for goodies and scared the tar out of me. I ran and hid under the piano and Gram talked to me and explained that it was just a little girl, like myself, wearing a mask and it was nothing to be afraid of.

      I was very fortunate in that I had a park just across the street from my house and in the winter I would take my sled and slide down the hill. On one of these occasions, I broke my ankle and a neighbor found me at the bottom of the hill and took me home to Gram. Maybe she was worried, but she never let me know it. When the doctor came and took me to the hospital, Gram was right there and she even came into the room and held my hand while they set my leg and put a cast on it. I didn't want to stay in the hospital overnight, so I was taken home, and Gram stayed up all night trying to comfort me. She taught me games I could play in bed and also how to walk on crutches. I never understood, until recently, how she knew so much about things like this. She had broken her leg and her father had put a cast on it. A couple of days later there was a party that she wanted to go to and her father told her she couldn't, as she really wasn't well enough to go. She promised that she would just sit and not dance or do anything. He said she could go, but not with his cast on her leg and he wouldn't be responsible for her getting sick, so he took the cast off and she was just as stubborn as he was right, so she walked to the door, on her broken leg with no cast, proving that nothing would stop her from going to the party, and collapsed and her father took her upstairs and put her to bed and put another cast on her leg.

      I didn't get many spankings, but when I got one, there was no doubt in my mind that one was coming. She kept a wooden spoon in her bottom dresser drawer and we would go up to her room, close the door and proceed. The longer it would take me to get over to her on the bed, the longer my spanking, not any harder, just longer.

      As I grew older, I didn't have the patience I should have had, the one thing Grandmother couldn't teach me, and she had the patience of Job. When I moved and came to St. Paul, I saw less and less of her. She would come up here in the summer and spend the fall in Omaha and the winter and spring in Los Angeles. I used to cherish these times when I could see Gram, but there were times when I would get very impatient, and now that I look back, these moments were very silly and there was no earthly reason for me to be impatient with Gram. I used to think that she had changed, but actually it was wrong, as I was the wrong person to think anything about Gram, that she had changed, or anything like that, as I was the one that had changed and I certainly hope that most of it she didn't understand, or that she just overlooked.

      She died three years ago last November and now I realize what I really am missing - a true friend and confidant. Since her death, I have seen several people that knew her and they have always had something good to say about Gram. There are so many things that have happened to me and I would really like to let her know; however, I presume she knows what is happening.

      Not very long after she died, I met the man I am going with and I am sure that she had something to do with it, as she always knew what was good for me. [3]

  • Sources 
    1. [S2115] Internet Web Page, Electronic, www.genealogysf.com/stanton/.

    2. [S2120] The Family - Root, Branch, and Twig, Emma Hendrickson Lyford, (Unpublished - edited by Janet Randall Quale, 1966 in St. Paul, MN).

    3. [S2118] GEDCOM file titled “Lot Moffet GEDCOM 4-5-09.ged”, submitted by Randy Quale.


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