William Maughan Fergus & Martha Elizabeth Peterson
married 11 April, 1910 in Logan, Cache, Utah
Wedding Day – 1910
Martha Peterson and William Fergus met at a dance in Snowville, Box Elder, Utah. William and his brother were homesteading in Holbrook, Idaho, at the time. He was a pretty fancy fellow, a college graduate, and a good dancer, so naturally he attracted attention. In this case, it was the attention of young Martha and her bishop. Martha’s bishop warned her not to go steady with a “northern” boy, but Martha was bound and determined. Holbrook, Idaho was north of Snowville, yet still in Curlew Stake. William and Martha married on April 11, 1910, and continued to dance together for the rest of their lives, often winning prizes for their skill.
William Maughan Fergus
19 November 1879 – 21 November 1939
Willie – William Maughan Fergus Davidson – as an infant.
William Maughan Fergus was a very dapper man with two gold front teeth, the result of an accident with a mule. He graduated from the Utah Agricultural College at Logan, Utah, in the field of veterinary medicine. He was a good veterinarian but rarely practiced the profession. He was also a great lover of horses. Everyone always admired his horses; the way he cared for them and handled them. One of Boyd’s earliest memories was of a team of white horses, owned by his father, that were always borrowed to pull the hearse in funeral processions. Before taking the team out in public, William Maughan would scrub them with soap and water until they shined.
William Maughan loved change. He tried many different jobs throughout his life, even working as a logger and sawmill man in the Pacific Northwest as a young man. His stories and experiences made a big impression on Boyd, his firstborn son. An impression that would later influence Boyd’s decision to move his own family to Oregon in the late 1930s.
July 1, 1952
In the summer of 1952, Boyd’s mother Martha died. The sad news came during milking time at the Couche Place and the loss was felt deeply, for Boyd had lost another parent, Cleo had lost another mother and the little children had lost the only grandmother they had ever known. Grandma Peterson, as she was called, had lived with or near the little Fergus family for most of the children’s lives. She even vacationed with them at the beach many times. She was a very hard worker, responsible, and dependable; the one stable part of Boyd’s childhood. The children particularly, remembered the times she would let her hair down and have fun with them wading in the surf at the beach. It was a sad adjustment for the whole family.