There was a winter night in Roy that was especially blustery. It was so bad that trains could not move and had to wait until the storm passed to continue on. With high winds and drifts of snow, it would have been the perfect night to stay home near the fire.

William and Diana Robinson were a family living in Roy; they were known to the community as kind and considerate people. Mr. Robinson loved his family and neighbors, and the neighborhood children loved him. He would make green willow whistles for them in the spring and take them to school in the winter in his bobsleigh.

On this particular evening, they had a visitor; it was a Japanese man asking for Mrs. Robinson’s help. She had helped many in the community who were sick and in need, and this man’s wife was sick and in labor. He couldn’t get to the doctor or ride his horse, due to the storm. He had to travel to the Robinson’s house by foot.

Mrs. Robinson told the man to go be with his wife and that she and her husband would be there soon. They, too, had to travel by foot through the worst storm they could remember. The journey wasn’t easy, and they had to help each other out of the drifts on many occasions. You could imagine how cold and frozen they were without the modern snow clothes we have today. With cold and wet feet, they finally arrived.

Snowdrifts had piled up around the house and blocked the wind from coming through most of the holes in the walls. The men put up blankets to cover the rest of them, while Mrs. Robinson helped the little mother.

A baby boy was born, and the mother lived. The Robinsons returned home the following morning and felt so blessed that they didn’t catch a cold.