My little brother graduates from the Marine Corps in one week. YAY! He left on December 6, so he has been working hard learning how to serve, protect and defend this country for a long time! Valerie and I are going to San Diego to see him graduate, then he is getting on a plane and arriving- hopefully before- his baby son, Gavin. Gavin is due in 10 days, but we will see... We are all hoping and praying Michael will be there.
Valerie and I are flying in at 1 am Friday morning- the day of the graduation, and flying back on a red eye (yuck) and arriving home at Reagan National at 11 am. I will be on Spring Break, but Valerie will be missing a day of school. I dont like that, but a flight getting us home at 8 pm Sunday was $800 more.
Anyway, here is a url for Michael's platoon. He is the first one you see- he is REALLY REALLY TALL! I must admit, the movie made me sad, he looks so not... silly and happy... I guess he isnt supposed to, but anyway...
Platoon 3231
HISTORY
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.
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3 comments:
it is very admirable that he wants to serve his country. i hope it will be a great experience for him. he is lucky to have such great support from you, crystal.
I would be proud. I respect very much those that are willing to protect our freedom.
Jason
He passed crucible (3 days no sleep, one meal, combat scenario) last week, so he is officially Marine Michael and not Recruit Michael. His wife is due March 7 (;-) but she was 70% effaced Friday so we are all hoping and praying baby Gavin does not make an appearance before Michael gets back to Missouri late the night of leap year day... wouldn't that be a cool day to be born?!
Anyway, we are excited to see him, but I bet he is very changed by the boot camp experience. I am so proud of him, not many 20 year old guys choose the military. I have to say, I was not thrilled by the idea (and Iraq) but I am proud of him, for certain.
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