Grant Thomas Rasband
(1909-2004)
Grant Thomas Rasband was born June 1, 1909, in Heber City, Wasatch, Utah to Margaret Catharine (Cathy) Hicken and George Thomas (Tom) Rasband. He weighed only a pound and a half and was so tiny that his grandmothers put him in a shoebox lined with cotton placed on the oven door for warmth. His face was so small that it could be covered with a pocket watch and his hand would fit into a teaspoon. He was fed with an eye dropper.
Grant was the oldest of the Tom and Cathy’s eight children with four brothers and three sisters—Ray, Jack, Bill, Bert, Merle, Geneve, and Ileen. He was the oldest grandchild on the Hicken side and among the oldest on the Rasband. When Grant was in Second Grade his family lived in Antelope, Utah, in the Uintah Basin. During that school year he lived with his Hicken grandparents with his Aunt Nellie Hicken was just two years older. His Aunt Ethel Hicken was his school teacher that year. All of his extended family lived in Heber. For years he did the chores and took care of the outbuildings for his grandparents. Grant’s father was a sheepherder and was often away at the herd so as the oldest child, Grant had heavy home responsibilities.
Grant graduated from Wasatch High School in 1929 just before the beginning of the Great Depression. He spent the next decade working at various jobs such as sheep herding and farming to help support his family as his father became increasingly debilitated with asthma. In 1941 he began working at the New Park Mine and was living at home when he met a school teacher, Mildred Whitlock, from Mayfield, Utah. They were married in the Manti Temple, June 15, 1942. Mildred was very surprised when Grant’s parents came along with the newlyweds on their honeymoon to Yellowstone National Park!
Because it was during World War II, they moved to Salt Lake City, Utah, where Grant worked at the Remington Small Arms Plant where he helped manufacture ammunition. They then moved to Mayfield, Utah, to help run the farm of his father-in-law, Clyde Whitlock, to raise food for the war effort. While in Mayfield they were blessed with three children, George, Kathryn Ann, and Karen. In 1948 they earned only $250 in the entire year so Grant started working at Geneva Steel Plant in Utah County in April, 1949. The family moved to Pleasant Grove, Utah, in 1950 and they were blessed with their fourth child Lillian Edith in 1953. They moved to Lindon, Utah, in 1958 to a home with an acre of ground where Grant maintained a large garden, raspberries, an orchard and later pastured horses. They nurtured six Indian children through the Lamanite Foster Placement Program and Lewis Jones Singer became like a son. Grant worked at Geneva Steel for 25 years, never being late or missing a scheduled shift in the entire time. Working in the Rolling Mill was a hot, filthy job with weekly rotating shifts of days, afternoons, and graveyards, including weekends. He never complained because it provided money to care for his family, purchase homes, and to provide for fine educations and missions for his children.
Grant had a ready wit and never met a stranger. He commented that if there wasn’t a buzz (something fun happening), he would start it. He probably had dyslexia which made reading and writing difficult but he loved numbers and could do complex problems in his head. He had an amazing memory for land and formations. Decades after living in an area, he could still accurately describe and name the various physical features before actually seeing them. He was articulate and interacted meaningfully with everyone from toddlers and teenagers to farmers and college professors.
He loved people of all kinds. He knew the relationships and personal history of everyone in Heber City. Eventually the telephone became his way to reach out if a personal visit with friends and relatives were impossible. When Mildred was working at the school, as soon as he would return from graveyard shift, he would always call her. In later years if she were staying with one of the children helping was a new baby or after she developed ALS, he would call every morning and then again in the evening and they would talk, not just about family or neighbor concerns but have rousing discussions about politics and national affairs.
Grant had some major health issues throughout his life. He was born with a congenital hip defect which made him 4-F for military service but didn’t hinder his ability for hard work, high school sports, and an active life. Grant had an appendectomy on the family’s kitchen table in 1924. In 1985 as Grant was currying a horse, the horse moved and Grant fell knocking the ball of this hip through the socket and into his pelvis. He spent two months in traction but eventually regained his health and was able to walk without a cane. In 1999, he fell at home and broke his good hip. The doctors were able to replace his hip under local anesthesia even though he was in intensive care with pneumonia. He faced death many times but seemed to always come back like the Energizer Bunny.
After their retirement, Grant and Mildred served on a proselyting mission to Hawaii for eighteen months . They then served as Ordinance Workers in the Provo Temple for sixteen years and Grant served another year and a half until after Mildred’s death from ALS.
He was very proud of his thirty-three grandchildren and many great-grandchildren and enjoyed spending time with them. Even at the end of his life would use his walker seat to carry around little ones and was delighted to cuddle a tiny baby. He marveled that he could be in the middle of seven generations—to know his great-grandparents and well as his great-grandchildren. He kept very careful track of all family activities and was the family news source to the very end. He died in his daughter Edie’s home on February 20, 2004, in Sandy, Utah
Grant’s birthday, June 1, was always a time for celebration and a big family party. Many were held at his home in Lindon but sometimes they were held at Chuck-a-Rama where he could be sure that all of his hungry grandsons could get all they could eat. These were not-to-be missed occasions because of the warmth and fun. The following is a poem written for one of those occasions.
MY GRANDPA, written by Russell Keetch for his ninetieth birthday celebration.
G is from a grandpa who is great and he loves to gab.
R is for his reverence for God, the temple, and the earth.
A is for his adorable personality.
N is for his noble character.
T is for the tender care he gave my grandma and he still gives to all his family.
T is for his tenacious work habits.
H is for his honest word.
O is for being older now, but wiser.
M is for his marriage to Mildred that lasted for more than fifty years.
A is for reaching the age of ninety.
S is for his sense of humor; he is such a tease.
R is for raising horses and hunting dogs.
A is for all the animals he has loved.
S is for the summer camping trips we went on.
B is for the babies he has taken care of.
A is for his awesome attitude about life.
N is for never giving up, especially in the hospital.
D is for his determination to set a good example for his grandchildren.