I was born in Lehi, July 26, 1885, a daughter of George Henry Smith Sr. and Mary Jane Harwood Smith.  My father was born in 1860, my mother in 1862.  I was their third child.  A sister, Grace, and a brother, George, were born before me.

I was a premature baby, weighing three and a half lbs. at birth.  No one thought that I would live.  I have heard my mother tell about the trouble I caused.  There were no incubators in those days.  She said my grandfather used to lie down on his back on the lounge and bare his chest and lay me right next to his body.  She said if they would do this that the life and warmth from his body would put the warmth into mine.  This seemed to work, but for two years they had to fight for my life.  The doctors never gave them any hope that I would ever live.  But here I am.  I was never very strong.  I had a lot of sickness but I am still here.

I had eight sisters and two brothers.  One brother and five sisters have gone to the other side now.

We lived down in the field, as we called it, on the South side of the Saratoga road‑‑off in the trees.  We had a good home.  It was a lovely place to me.  It had so many trees and grass.  I loved it.  To this day, I never ride past there without watching it as far as I can turn my head.  I loved it so, and I always associate it with my mother.

Every summer our family used to spend a week in the West Canyon.  There would be two or three families go together.  We had a wonderful time.  In the daytime we would wander up and down the hills.  Then at night we would have a program.  My mother was a wonderful mother.  She was the only one of her family that belonged to our church.  She was a true Latter‑Day Saint.  Her folks did not want her to marry my father, but they treated her all right afterward.  My father was a member of the Latter‑Day Saint Church, and they did not like that.

My home life as a child was a very happy one.  We used to have so much fun playing among the trees.  We had some good neighbors.  Father's brother lived just across from us, Uncle James Taylor, just south of us, and the E. A. Bushman family just up the road where the Dee Hansen's live.  So you see, we had plenty to play with all the time.  We used to build a large bonfire at night in an out‑of‑the‑way place so there was no danger of setting anything on fire.  We would play games, "grey‑woolie" and "Hide‑and‑Seek" until our folks would call and say that it was time for us to go to bed.  I remember that once George, my brother, built me a house out of boards up in the trees.  Oh, that was a lot of fun! We would have play dinners up in there.  George was older than me, and it was his job to take care of me because I wasn't very strong.  I remember one time a bee stung me on the thumb, and George made a gallows and hung a bee and made me think it was the same one.  My thumb immediately got better.  It went that way all through my girlhood, as we always went in the same crowd.

We used to go to school, as we got older, up in the Central schoolhouse.  It was where Cooper's home now stands.  We used to walk up there every morning and think nothing of it.  I had a crowd I went with all my school life.  The girls were Violet Long Broadbent, Ann Sharp Paxman, Emma Brown Lott, Delsie Webb Francom, Lula Schow Bone, Ethel Evans Peterson, and Iret Lossee Davis.

They didn't have too many school activities at that time.  I remember I was in one, in Garff's Hall just over where the Utah Theater now stands.  (This is where the Lehi Drug now stands).  We had to braid the Maypole.  I had a red costume on and all decked out in yellow flowers.  I surely thought I was beautiful.  Oh, yes, I had boyfriends.  What girl doesn't? We always went to the dances.  We had to have a date, or my folks would not let us go.  The girls didn't go in crowds to the dances as some do now.  It wasn't thought proper, then.

I was teaching Primary and Sunday School at that time.

Eugene Webb was coming to our house taking my older sister, Grace, out.  They went together for three years.  They became engaged to be married.  They were to be married in September.  Then, a very sad thing happened.  Grace took very sick.  The doctors did everything in their power.  Father had the Elders come and pray for her.  It just seemed that she was needed on the other side.  She passed away on August 13th,1903.  It was terrible for a thing like that to happen to a young man, when their hopes are so high.  He went to the Temple and had her sealed to him in the following November. 

One year passed and Gene was still coming down to spend the evenings with the folks.  I used to go away with my crowd all the time.  Then, one night I had gone to Mutual as always.  A heavy storm came up.  When I came out of Mutual, there was the boy I had been going out with, waiting to take me home.  Father was there too in the buggy for me.  There were no cars in those days.  Gene was there also.  As I went down the steps, Gene took hold of my arm and hurried me into his buggy and drove off with me.  I was surely mad at him and quarreled all the way home.  He would just laugh at me, and that was the beginning of our Courtship.  After a courtship of about a year, we were married in 1905 in the Salt Lake Temple on Washington's birthday (Feb. 22nd).  We had a wedding reception down at our home the following evening.  In those days they used to cook a hot supper for a wedding.  Ours was a hot chicken supper.  I remember Mother and I cleaned chickens nearly all day the day before we went to Salt Lake City.

We lived down there with my folks for the first summer.  Then we moved up to the second ward and have lived in this home for fifty years, all but the one year we lived with Father down in his home after my mother passed away.

I first taught Primary here in this ward.  I was also chorister for the Relief Society for several years.  I was a Relief Society visiting teacher for 38 years.  I went into the Relief Society presidency as 1st counselor for four years, then as president for five more years.

To our union there were born seven children‑‑‑six boys and one girl‑‑‑Armond, Ralph, Boyd, Karl, Dean, Zada, and Russell.  They are all holding responsible positions in the church.  Also their wives and husband are working in the different wards and stakes where they live.

We have 28 grandchildren.  At the present all are living.  Four of our sons, have filled missions for the Church.  Two of our grandsons have filled missions.  Two of them are serving their country‑‑‑Paul in Germany, Keith just returned from Japan.  Blaine is in Brazil on a mission.

I am now 69 and in fairly good health.  All our family is living close by so that they may come to visit us often.


Ann Elizabeth Smith Webb died the 19th of Nov., 1969, in an Orem Nursing Home.