That you may feel that all is well and will be by and by,
That you may teach your child to love your mother that is true
And not let this tender mind conceive untruth you can't undo.

Tell him Grandma loves him and of him so often thinks.
Some day he'll know the truth and we'll join the broken links.
Yes, the links are broken, but some day will not be,
Along this weary trail of life your mistakes you'll surely see.

Their mother will love you all with a heart that's warm and true.
I've loved you long, I love you still, no matter what you do.
True mother love can not be quenched, although I suffer wrong.
I trust in God, his will be done, this is my joy and song.

My honor's bright, I'll win the fight, although the tempest rages.
And you shall see there'll never be disgrace on my life's pages.

They have nothing to fear, the ones I hold dear, my honor shall go on before
Through the troublesome night my honor shall go on before
My honor, my honor is still burning bright through this dreary day of gloom.
If my Heavenly Father sees that my heart's in the right, my life sometime with happiness shall bloom.

For all that is good,
He'll guide me through my honor to go where I should.
He'll safely lead me onward to where I should go.
And he will help me bear my sorrows, I know.

For he knows all my longings and all that I desire.
He'll help me keep my honor bright although I go through fire.
A light shall shine before me to guide me as I go.
And I pray I will not stumble while I journey here below.

You have a little sister, as true as she can be
With a little sadness in her heart because you could not see
Her brothers will be proud of her, sorry they've hurt her so.
She'll be grown someday, but can't forget the injustice she's been forced to know.

She will blossom as the roses, sweet as the morning dew.
But like her mother, she'll forgive and her heart will still be true.

California, Here We Come
In Fallon, Dallas health had deteriorated, and the doctor prescribed a change of altitude, so Lyle had sent her to San Diego, where it was sea-level, and where her sister, Amelia, and her husband, Jim Huntsman, lived.  Once she felt better, she returned to Fallon.  But her health declined again, so the doctor determined she could not thrive in the high altitude of Fallon, about 4000 feet above sea level.
So they leased out their farm and moved to Los Angeles. 
Driving across the desert they narrowly escaped a snowstorm that was beginning.  At a gas station, Dallas eagerly told a gas station attendant all about it.  She said, "Boy is it ever snowing in Fallon.  We were lucky to get out of there.  Imagine!  Six feet of snow fell this morning before we left."
"I'd say it was a good thing you got out," said the attended in awe.
"My goodness, six feet of snow in just an hour," she repeated.
"Sounds like a terrible storm," he agreed.
"You're not a'kiddin'," she said.
As they were ready to leave, Lyle took the attendant aside and told him that Dallas had meant to say six inches of snow had fallen, not six feet.
"Oh, well, she might as well tell a good one while she's at it," the attendant countered.

A Third Son
They had just arrived in Los Angeles on Nov. 25, 1935, where they stayed with Dallas' sister, Amelia and her husband Jim Huntsman.  They went to see a baseball game the day before.  Lyle was looking for work.
They had not yet unpacked when their third child, Fred Von Roy, was born on Nov. 27, 1935, at Mrs. Moore's Hospital.  Although Dallas seemed unaware, Lyle was told by the doctor that Fred was "blue" when he was born.

Finding Jobs in the Depression
In Los Angeles, jobs were scarce in the Depression years.  Lyle finally found work for a contractor laying aprons to put afloat amphibious planes.  Cement aprons were built right at the ocean, so that the plane could be put out to sea.
Roy said, "Uncle Lyle was a worker, for a little guy he was a worker."
Vern added, "When he went down to Indio.  He got a job working with cement.  And the supervisor said, what I want you to do this morning, see that cement, 300 sacks?  I want you to move those over there.  I'll be
back at about 11 o'clock.  And soon as the guy drove off [Lyle] picked up a sack, ran across the road and ran back.  When the guy came back he was sitting in the shade of the sacks.  He walked over to another worker and said, 'Who helped him move that cement?' 
"And he says, 'That guy is crazy.  He was running back and forth hauling cement.'  So he gave him a better job which meant he got an easier job for a lot more money.
Then he found out about a job to resurface El Cajon Blvd.  Using his wits against the union boss, Lyle found work on the new road.
By Feb. 1937, they were living in San Diego, where Lyle's brother Darral was also.  Lyle was laid off a lot due to rain, which meant no pay. 
"This winter has been a hard one, although we have got by without going hungry, we are all fat and mean as we can be.  Fred walks everywhere and gets into everything that is loose, pulls the dishes off the table, gets the books down on the floor, tears the newspapers to pieces, scratches Vern and then Vern won't play with him.  But still we wouldn't take a million dollars for him." 
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