1. May Rebecca Jackson - June 09, 1887, Berthoud, Larimer Co., CO

For a number of years Grant and May Osborn lived on what was later known as the Oliver Lee farm, a mile and a quarter south of Green Lawn Cemetery. This was near his parent's farm. Later they moved to a home at 633 4th Street in Berthoud, a house that had been built by Grant's uncle, Daniel Osborn. Five children were born to this union: Margaret Elizabeth, Charles Jackson, Frank, Ralph, and Hoyt W.

Grant worked as a carpenter and they also had a combination bakery, confectionery and restaurant called May's, in which May Osborn did all her own baking. Grant was an engineer at the mill in Berthoud. In 1899 he was working for Henry Dunbar in the blacksmith business. From the Berthoud Bulletin, June 1905: "The Osborn market has been moved from its old quarters in the old Berthoud Bulletin Building on Mountain Ave. to a room recently occupied by Hinkley's restaurant on Third Street. The market now has an excellent location, and Grant is getting everything in fine shape, and he will be better prepared than ever to give his customers the best possible service." October 1905: "Osborn sold the City Meat Market to Hinkley." September 1914: "An addition is being built on to G. Osborn pool hall and bowling alley, another alley will be added and other improvements made." 1920: "G. Osborn returned to Laramie, Wyoming to again take up his work with the Union Pacific."
Grant Osborn was Consul Commander of the Woodmen of the World Lodge and a member of the Modern Woodmen of America.

Grant's obituary reads:

(From The Berthoud Bulletin, Friday, April 13, 1928)
G.G. Osborn, Early Settler, Died on Wednesday Morning

Grant G. Osborn, 64 years old, native son of Colorado and a resident of the Little Thompson valley since 1878, died at his home in Berthoud at 5:40 o'clock Wednesday morning of heart trouble.
Deceased had been in ill health for the last thirteen years, and for the last two or three years had been subject to severe heart attacks. Most of the time during his illness he was able to be up, but had been confined to his bed three or four days before he died. He suffered greatly, but was usually cheerful--accepting the dictum that what could not be cured must be endured, and grimly joked about the latter.
Mr. Osborn was a son of Mr. and Mrs. Stephen Osborn who died in Berthoud a number of years ago. He was born on Ralston creek, Jefferson county, in 1864. At the age of 14 years he removed with his parents to the place bought by "Uncle Steve" Osborn southeast of Berthoud. Since that time his home has been in or near Berthoud.
On June 9, 1887, he was united in marriage with Miss May Jackson, and to this union five children were born--Charles who was accidentally killed at Ogden, Utah, on Jun 28, 1924, Frank of Loveland, Ralph of Lincoln, Nebraska; Hoyt of Craig, and Mrs. Ross H. Jacobs of Berthoud. The widow, three sons, the daughter, and a brother, Al Osborn of Worland Wyoming, survive.
Funeral services will be held at the H.L. Humphrey mortuary chapel at 3 o'clock this afternoon to be conducted by the Rev., R. L. Cortner. Burial will be made in Greenlawn cemetery, with Woodmen of the World rites. He had been consul commander of the Berthoud camp, W.O.W. for several terms. He was also a member of the Modern Woodman of America.

In an unknown publication (sent to me by Carylon Viuhkola), Grant writes:

An Old-Timer Writes of Early Day Experiences

I was born in Jefferson county, Colorado, on Ralston creek about five miles north of Golden City on January 13, 1864.  Father had taken a homestead one-half mile south of Ralston Corners.  The house was a log building, 14x20 feet, with a dirt floor.  The roof was made of clapboards which were 6 inches wide, 1/2 inch thick and 3 feet long.
In those days the seed wheat we used cost us 16c a pound.  All farm work animals were the slow--but powerful and sure--oxen.  Grain was cut with a cradle--a scythe with four fingers the length of the blade--to lay the grain straight, raked with a hand rake, and bound by hand.  The first machine for cutting hay and grain in that neighborhood was a Manny which required two men to operate--one to drive and one to rake the grain off when enough had fallen on the platform to make a good-sized bundle.  Grain was marketed at Barber & Brady's four mill at Golden City.  This mill also did custom grinding--take your wheat and grind it for a percent of the flour, middlings and bran.
The school house in which the children of the the early settlers got their book l'arnin' was of log construction, dirt floor, and slab benches for seats.  About half of the benches had home-made desks.  There was only a three-months term of school each year.  Our gymnasium was as big as all outdoors.  Preaching services were held in the schoolhouse.
I ahd the pleasure of riding in the first passenger train from Denver to Golden, and there were about as many Indians out to see the train as there were whites.  Of course, they were peaceable Indians, and well behaved.
At the time of which I write many buffaloes roamed valley and plain, and often in the winter months the neighbors would join in a buffalo hunt.  Following these hunts, every household would have fresh meat for some time.  The last buffalo I saw in the wild was in July, 1877.  We had been to the Little Thompson to visit my grandfather who lived three-fourths of a mile east of the old Berthoud pressed brick plant (he had moved to that place in 1876.)  We went up to "Uncle" Lewis Cross's to get grandfather's mail.  Mr. Cross was the postmaster, and the stage carried the mail.  It was called Little Thompson Postoffice.
In the winter of '69 my father bought the Mason & Hamlin organ which I now have.  The factory date on this organ is July 27, 1868.  This organ was brought to Colorado by ox team in 1867.  It has been used at revival meetings at Arvada, Golden City and Ralston.  I also have a clock and a looking glass that my folks brought across the plains in 1860.
There were five small lakes on our place, and my brothers and I made some money killing frogs and selling them in Denver at from 50c to $1.00 per dozen.
Denver was nine miles from our place, but we did most of our trading at Golden as it was only five miles away.
More Later, maybe.
G.G. Osborn.