From a tribute book made about David P. Black and his family by his children in 1978:
"I was born August 16, 1905 in Pacheco, Chihuahua, Mexico, the second child and oldest of twin daughters of David Patten Black and Alzada Kartchner. I thought after we came to the United States and were so poor that while we were in Mexico we must have been rich because we seemed to have much more when we lived there. My next two brothers were born in Mexico and the next six sisters were born in Grayson (the name was later changed to Blanding).
Daddy was sheriff in Old Mexico where he personally knew Poncho Villa. In leaving Mexico in 1912, everyone was put in a lumber yard in El Paso, Texas that had been changed to a cattle area. Each family had a stall to live in. While there, Momma was taken to the hospital with appendicitis. After living in tents for a while, we traveled to Thompson, Utah by train, where Arnold Kartchner took us by wagon to Blanding. During this trip by wagon, Dora and I had our seventh birthday. We lived with Grandpa Kartchner until we got a house. Uncle Mark came from Salt Lake during this time and brought oranges and hard tack and a few peanuts.. and that was all we got for Christmas that year.
One day when Dora and I were fighting, Momma intervened, and pulled us apart. When scolded for fighting with each other I said, "You always tell us that it is better to give than to receive, and I'm GIVING it to her."
The family moved to Westwater, then the Hardy House, then to Zeke Johnson's house. While living there, I went to cook on the road camp for Daddy. Most of the girls took turns as cooks on the road camp. I was at Kane Springs, where the famous Hole in the Rock now is, while Daddy was building the road there. People used to camp in the cave there and the road is still basically where Daddy built it as a gravel road. We then moved camp closer to Moab. His road construction centered in San Juan and Grand counties. Cooking, making bread, washing, and caring for twenty-five men at Kane Springs was a lot of hard work for a young girl. When we got down to beans and prunes the men knew we were running out of supplies.
All of my schooling was in Blanding and I graduated from there. We started out in one room with one teacher. I remember a Mr. Harris as a teacher and Mrs. Knudsen who was a very special teacher and who kept in contact with me in later years. Arithmetic was hard, but basically I enjoyed school. I was shy and quiet and one time when asked to pray in Mutual for the first time it scared me speechless, and I still don't know what I said.
Dora and I got along good with each other and enjoyed fooling other people with our looks. Everyone woudl say, "Nora, Dora...which ever you are," until we thought that was our last name.
I decide to come to Salt Lake and packed my bags and found a ride. On the way to Thompson, the man I was riding with let me drive the car. Inexperience and sand helped me to tip the car over, but no one was hurt. Some drummers (salesmen) helped right the car and offered to give me a ride. Definately refusing, I finally made my way to Salt Lake. I lived with Aunt Min, Aunt Rachel, then at Aunt Jane's boarding house where I earned my keep by making beds and helping out. It was there I met Floyd William Frint. I then shared an apartment with Dora on Second South and Third East. She worked for the Palace Candy Co., and I worked for McDonalds Candy Co. Dora left to cook for Daddy in Colorado, so I went to live and work with the William Murdock family. I returned to San Juan and came back to Salt Lake just before my marriage to William, who had just joined the L.D.S. Church. We were married on July 2, 1927 at the home of Dave and Mae Brienholt in Midvale, Utah. We lived in an apartment for a couple of months then bought our present home where we have lived the rest of our lives at 1972 South 3rd East.
Our first child was red-headed William Ramon who was born on August 12, 1928. He welcomed Lois Arlene to the family on February 2, 1930. She was such a dark haired beauty I thought they had given me the wrong baby. When Shirley Dorene came along on September 1, 1931, she was in a hurry, and arrived before the doctor got there. William and I were sealed in the Salt Lake Temple on April 6, 1932. Almost nine years after Shirley, Marla Jean was born on June 28, 1940. It was a joy having a baby around again. Then two years later on Marla's birthday, the second red-head came to the family. DeeAnn was born June 18, 1942. From 1944 until 1969 I worked at Fisher Baking Company.
My husband retired at age 62, after being a mill worker. He enjoyed working with wood and made many toys for his children. Pop and I enjoyed hunting and fishing and doing things together. My beloved William died on Thanksgiving Day, November 17, 1975. We enjoyed a healthy and happy married life.
I have worked as an Temple ordinance worker since 1970. I enjoyed teaching Primary for twenty years, and am presently serving as a counselor in the Relief Society. I have fourteen grandchildren and six great grandchildren."

Nora is patient, loving and always concerned for others. Her innovative and creative nature is admired by many, and her crafts enjoyed by all. Nora's grandchildren adore her and have always delighted in her ability to tell stories and entertain them. She enjoys people and we in turn love her very much.