Clark Alma Moulton
- October 7, 1912 - April 14, 2009
- Provo, Utah
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Clark Alma Moulton
After 96 years upon this earth, Clark Alma Moulton of both Jackson Hole, Wyoming and Provo Utah has slipped through the veil to be with his beloved wife Veda. Clark passed away April 14th 2009 at the Rock Canyon Rehab in Provo. He was born in Victor Idaho, October 7, 1912 to Thomas Alma and Lucile Blanchard Moulton.
Life is all about making memories and Clark lived a full life of memories in his 96 years. He was a rancher in Jackson Hole. His love for Wyoming was deep and endless. He took that love with him everywhere he went and spoke of it to everybody he met.
Clark was a husband, a father, a grandfather, great-grandfather and a great-great grandfather. He was a brother, an uncle, a friend and a story-teller. But most of all he was loved and held in high regard by all.
This is the story of his coming to Jackson Hole in his own words ... "My parents, so I was told, came to Grovont Wyoming April 1913 by way of Jackson, Dry Hallow and Kelly down the east lane to a log cabin. Two rooms with a pole and dirt roof, with one window in the south. Mother told of the conditions she seen when they opened the door after it had been closed for winter. Father had homesteaded this 160 acres in 1908. Later proved up on the land and built this little log cabin. During the winter the mice had played in the ceiling knocking down the dirt and bark from the poles. Tears I'm told, flowed till the soil on the floor turned to mud".
He continues: "I, Clark at the age of 6 or 7 remember seeing the digging of well. First a stand 3x4x4 with a strong top on hinges that would open up and close. There was a frame work over the well for a pulley and cable, on the cable was a bucket 1 bushel in size. Digging was good soil for some 8 feet then the rocks showed up. The first 4 feet was cribbed with slabs from the mill. After the well was 6 feet deep the bucket was let down. The well digger (Joe Pfeiffer) with a short handle shovel would fill, then a horse (old Dan) would draw the bucket up. The doors on the well stand would close, then the bucket settled on the door top. The man on top emptied dirt on a drag to be placed out of the way. Then the bucket went down to be filled again. Every 4 feet down the well was curbed".
Clark attended grade school in the basement of the Grovont Chapel at the time. He remembers "The floor in the basement of the church was covered with rough boards with large cracks where pencils could roll under. There was one loose board that could be taken up. I, Clark the small one got to go down under the floor to find the lost pencils. On the playground was a tall swing with ropes. The older boys would get me in the swing, and try to see how high they could push me".
Clark graduated in 1932 from the high school in Jackson, then he went to work for his Dad on the Ranch ... saving his money to build a little two room home for this beautiful May girl who lived down on the south end of the Row. By the first of June 1936 the little house was up to the square, shingles on and the brick chimney in place. No siding or windows or doors was hung. Ten days later Clark and Veda were married.
They were married in the Logan Temple, Logan Utah on the 10th of June 1936. A year later their daughter Betty Jean was born. Then in 1938 along came a son Clark Junior. In 1944 a baby girl was born with special needs. Judy May was blessed, having been born to such loving and caring parents.
The years went by with Clark & Veda side by side working the ranch, raising 90 day oats as well as alfalfa for the cattle. They always had several big vegetable gardens, growing the most wonderful sweet tasting carrots. Times were tough but together they managed to make a comfortable living out of that rich black soil. Their home was located right in the heart of the Grand Teton National Park. Eventually all the Ranches ... except for this one acre, with Clark & Veda's little white house ... were sold to the National Park. After Clark retired from working the ranch land he and Veda fixed up several of the out buildings ... being converted into quaint little guest cabins.
Clark enjoyed telling visitors about the old days. For years historians continued to come to his door to get a first-hand account from the very one who could remember just how it was. Newspaper articles titled `Poor Mans Legacy' or `Mormon Row Holdouts' ... the book, `The Wind is My Witness' written by Mark Junge. A book written by Candy Moulton `Legacy of the Tetons'. An article from the Jackson Hole Magazine ... `The Last Pioneer'. The list goes on ... Clarks memory of the past is documented for the future.
He was proud of his heritage as a second-generation homesteader. And this showed in the work he did around his little acre. This loved also showed in regards to his dad's barn. You see Clark helped to build that barn, along with his brother Harley ... back when they were young boys. Clark and Harley were instrumental in the work that was done to save the historical TA Moulton barn from falling down. Clark was constantly watching over this site ... making sure the Park was taking care of the land and the buildings.