When I first saw this picture, it immediately struck a cord with me and I had to know its story...
From the personal history of Ford Dickson comes the following,"
"In the Fall of 1918 my next brother Jared enlisted in the Army and was stationed at For Logan, Colorado. This was the year that the great Spanish influenza plague swept the country. The little town of Richville had its gethsemane too. Dozens died in only a few days. Our casualty came when our older brother, Abel J. Dickson, succumbed to the dread disease on 16th of October 1918, leaving a wife and five young children, and in another two days we received word that Jared had passed away at Fort Logan. Mother had the disease, Elbern was down, and I was sick. Abel was buried without a funeral and only a few remarks were given at the graveside...The sadness filled our home was almost more than we could take. In several days Jared's corpse arrived at Morgan. We were there to meet the train, and as we went into the car for his remains, we noticed that the train was full of caskets...We brought him (Jared) and carried the casket into the house for mother to view. This was more than I could take, and so I went upstairs and was followed by Elbern, who said, "Mother will be the next to die." I knew that Mother would not die at that time because I had received a witness that she would live until I became a man"... Jared was buried in the Richville cemetery by his brother Abel."
I found his picture... the one I had been searching for... I wasn't even sure it existed, but there it was- Jared Dickson. Jared died in the flu epidemic of 1918. The Dickson family had already lost one brother to the horrid flu, Abel J. Dickson on October 16, 1928 and then two days later Jared died at Fort Logan. His brothers carried him to his grave.
In the fall of 1918, the Spanish Influenza had swept across America leaving rows and rows of caskets. The little community of Richville, Utah was no different. And the Dickson family- two caskets came home to Harriet. The bodies of her of her sons in uniform Jared and Abel. She herself had succumbed to the epidemic and was to ill to attend Abel's funeral. I can only imagine her grief in those lonely sleepless hours.