A Little History:
Our story begins in Pocatello, Idaho, circa 1972, when the lovely Debby Christensen agreed to a first, though fateful date with admirer, David Croshaw. Long story-short, he bade her follow him, and they went arm-in-arm to the Logan, Utah temple for establishment of an eternal family unit, Generation 1, on May 23 1973.

From their first blissful summer in Salt Lake City, educational pursuits took them to Provo/Orem, Utah, birthplace of Leslie and Rebecca, and to San Francisco/Oakland California, birthplace of Colin and Matt. Then, for establishment of livelihood, expansion of the tribe with Abby and Dana, and for raising/unifying of Generation 2, it was back to the roots in Pocatello for a rewarding sojourn.

In time, driven by a raging, but commonly shared sense of adventure and independence, one-by-one, Generation 2 escaped the homeland to distant regions of the country and the world, each ultimately developing their own tribal expansions by pairing with worthy mates and initiating Generation 3.

Now sensing fulfillment of their purpose in Pocatello, Generation 1 has also left those roots and transplanted to Cascade Idaho, from which base, they anticipate more abundant contact with The Posterity, Generations 2 and 3, in the future. That contact however, awaits fulfillment of a call to LDS missionary service in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada, wherein they hope to help the state of the world by sharing the love of Jesus Christ.

So now, including Generation 0 (Grandma and Grandpa Christensen) home base includes Yuma, Arizona, Pocatello, Idaho, Cascade, Idaho, Vancouver, BC, Fort Lauderdale, Florida, Spokane, Washington, Boise, Idaho, Los Angeles, California, back to Boise, Idaho, and on and on (Generation 3+) to infinity.

Our Mission Statement:
This is the blog of our eternal family unit. Initiated years ago, it served well as a journal, but even more so, as an archive of our personal interaction. It was a gathering place, a confabulation instrument, a unifying force for four generations of widely dispersed and progressively prolific posterity, and their valued associates. Though it served these purposes well for many years, it eventually took a back seat to new-kids-on-the-block, Facebook, and Instagram, and was sadly forgotten.

We now move to resurrect this blog with an added functional purpose of archiving the missionary experiences of Generation 1, of their movements and activities as they participate with The Gathering of Israel in the land northward. In so doing, we hope that via their own comments and posts, this blog will again serve to gather and unify the posterity and their friends.

As in the past, that the young and vibrant may know the old and tired, that enduring bonds may be fostered and maintained, that experience and encouragement may be openly shared, that posterity may embrace truth, and that hearts may be knit together, we must resist detachment despite our geographic divergence. We shall do so here.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Even More

Since I have been home tonight I have been watching TV about the shooter, Cho. I think I'm going to throw the TV out the window. It's very obvious that Cho was a victim of something terrible. All I can think about is that he had so much turmoil and hatred built up inside with no outlet for it and obviously no answer for his problems. I don't think anyone has talked about his parents who must be mourning for him just as much as the other victim's parents. It's very sad. By the way, if you're watching Larry King tonight, do you not want to kick him in the face like I do?

I don't know if you heard about the professor who survived the Haulocaust that was killed trying to hold the classroom door closed to protect all his students inside. That's a pretty amazing story. Our Stake President was one floor above all the shooting in his office. Here's a link to an NPR interview he did: http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=9605702
Click on the listen icon.

One last thing. I mentioned that Elder Bednar is coming to our Stake Conference this weekend. Apparently is is very uncommon for an Apostle to visit a stake for anything other than to reorganize it. Pretty amazing how that worked out.

See you soon,


notthecroshaws said...

I agree with you Colin. I can't help but feel so sad for Cho. He was totally alone in the world and obviously so troubled with so much anger and no way to express it. I think it is so sad that they had so much trouble finding out any information about him because no one knew him. It is kindof hard for me to reconcile this with the way I feel about what he did. But I really can't help but feeling heartbroken for him.

notthecroshaws said...

that comment was from Becky ;)