Father: Peter Lowe; Mother: Esther Ford

Her first husband was Alexander Lemon. They were married 13 May 1891, in Logan, Cache, Utah.

From the autobiography of Raymond Lee (Mary was his 3rd wife):

In February, 1933, Mary Lowe Lemon went to visit her daughter, Genova and Willis Robinson, her son-in-law, who taught school in Panaca. Genova and Willis had taken me to Caliente and other places on different occasions. One Sunday night, I attended the opening of a new ward, in Caliente, built under the direction of Bishop Porter Lee, my brother and his counselors. This night, the Robinsons brought Genova's mother with them and thus began a much brighter future for me. In about a month I married Mary Lemon, whose husband had been gored to death by a bull in 1915.

My last night in the old home brought many mixed emotions because I knew I would never again live there where so many memories, both happy and said, were all around me. I was alone and worked all night preparing to leave on the early morning train for Willard, Utah, where we would make our home. I left with my intended wife, leaving Dessie and Leo with their Aunt Dessie until we could get settled into Mary's old home, which she and her former husband, Alec Lemon, had built when they were newlyweds.

Mary's large family of boys and girls were all married.

Mary and I, very happily, we proved to both families that it is very possible for older couples to have a happy and satisfying relationship even with so many hurdles to overcome. We have more than justified the faith that we had in each other.

We were married in the Logan Temple on March 17, 1933, by President Joseph R. Shepard. The following years, I worked the land on Mary's farm, planting new fruit trees, removing old ones, spraying, picking, selling, and the many, many tasks that go with earning a living on a fruit farm.

At this writing, July 1962, I am again alone. My wife, Mary, passed away on February 3, 1962. She died without pain as she had been promised in her Patriarchal blessing. She was 93 years of age. We lived together in harmony and love for 29 years.

Many happy memories of our marriage I remember fondly and there were many events that brought us sadness. First, Mary's grandson, Orvin's boy, Wayne, was killed when their horse kicked him, rupturing his spleen. Second, Eileen, Orvin's daughter, lost her husband as he was crushed with a frozen slab of earth fell on him while he was making a drain for their new home. After she remarried, her son, Wayne, named after her brother, was killed accidentally by a tractor.

The next sad event was when we learned that Lester had lost his life in the service of his country. Then Orvin's son, Bert, was killed while in the service. He was accidentally killed by a tractor he was running.

Then Guy's death brought the next sad event. There have been many other unhappy events, but mostly our marriage was blessed by good health and with much happiness. Mary was allowed to live as long as life was sweet to her. Our life was very satisfying and I believe we were able to prove to both families that we did love each other very dearly, and could make a home for each other. Mary shared her home with me and I was happy to justify her faith in me by showing her children that all I wanted from their mother was her love, and had no desire to take anything away from the home, but was glad to do my best to build it up and work the land to support us.

Their kindness to me has grown through the years and I believe our feelings for each other are as fond as any father-children relationship.