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Ancestor Tribute: “He was the principal baker and confectioner in this city for many years previous to his death”

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Richard Golightly

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Deseret News

February 21, 1872

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“In this city, February 14th, 10.51 p.m., of dropsy, RICHARD GOLIGHTLY; born June 15, 1807, at Newcastle-on-Tyne, Northumberland, England.

“Deceased emigrated to this country in the fall of 1852, and was baptized in October of the same year. A short time after his arrival in this city he became a leading member of Ballo’s now Croxall’s, brass band. Soon afterwards he was ordained to the office of a Priest, and a short time subsequently to that of an Elder, and afterwards became a member of the Sixth Quorum of Seventies, from which position he was promoted to that of one of the Presidents of the Sixty-second Quorum. He also acted as a Teacher in the Eight Ward for many years, to the satisfaction of the authorities thereof. He was well known for his sterling worth and integrity, and was much respected by his brethren for his energy and faithfulness in officiating in every position he was called to fill.

“He was kind and obliging to all, and upright in his business dealings. He was the principal baker and confectioner in this city for many years previous to his death. He leaves a large family to mourn his loss. Some of his children are grown to manhood and womanhood and married.”

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#DescendantofthePioneers

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I would have used the hashtag “DescendantoftheMormonPioneers” to celebrate my people, but did not out of fear of receiving hostile comments about ‘Mormons’, as well as mockery of my ancestors, and those in my extended family who still strive to practice their faith in peace. Sadly, many people have negative views of the Latter-Day Saints, and openly express disdain for the believers way of life and even their Holy book. I, as a child (unassuming, full of wonder), though not a ‘Mormon’ myself mentioned to some other children my family’s connection to the Faith and was immediately told, in no uncertain terms, that they would all go to HELL. Yes, I was saddened by this. Who wouldn’t be? My family, the people I loved, were consigned to HELL because of what they believed in their hearts to be true. Imagine that, a small child (wide eyed, and full of kindness) tortured by other children over religious beliefs. Some even made fun of the Temple Garments calling them ‘Mormon underwear’. Painful. Most definitely painful, and don’t get me started on the Faith’s persecution by the Federal Government. No, I couldn’t take it. As a descendant I still feel the sting.

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