So, we are in Spokane right now for a final job interview for Ray. This company flew us out here and put us up in this amazing hotel. It is a locally owned place called the Davenport. It is a really old place that was closed for about 15 years, then some local buisnessman bought it and put $40 million into renovating it. Then they built an additional tower accross the street, that is where we are staying. Apparently it has really revialized downtown, that and a bill passed for a 10 year property tax exemption for people buying condos over $400,000 (amazing what tax cuts will do!!). It is really nice downtown, there is a really good mall and movie theatre a block down. Everything down at the mall is connected by skywalks so you don't have to go outside when it is cold. Spokane is really cool. I like it. There are literally big huge pine trees everywhere throughout the city. And I love the dry air, I really miss that. There are mountains around the city and it is really pretty. Anyway, right now Ray is over meeting with the owner. Yesterday the regional manager he would be working for told him to come ready to discuss salary, moving package, start dates, etc. So it all depends on this. There is a certian number we are not willing to go below so it is all a matter of what they are willing to pay him. Anyway, we will let you know!! I included some pics of this amazing hotel.
This is the main Davenport Hotel
This is the main Davenport Hotel lobby
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.