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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Sunday, March 23, 2008

Home sweet home

I finally got my tonsils out on Friday. To my most pleasant surprise, the recovery so far has not been nearly as horrible as I expected. (Thanks, everyone, for the prayers!) Being in Pocatello while I get better definitely beats the alternative: hanging around alone at my home in Arlington every day while my roommates are at work. Mom is taking real good care of me, making sure I eat the right things and take all my meds. Plus, things have definitely been interesting around here...

Mom and Dad got a beautiful new chandelier for the entry, and we were able to get it all installed, thanks to Dad's handiwork (although we were up past 1:00AM getting it done). Hopefully these pics will help you to appreciate the intricacies of his home-made scaffolding.


Just in case things didn't hold up, we covered the entry floor with every pillow we could find upstairs. I think there were about 5,280.

Sarah-Dawn managed to convince her boss to let her take a load of cars to Boise, and on her way back to CA she stopped for the night in Poky. (Did everyone know she's a car hauler? She's keeping a journal of experiences and is probably going to publish a book about it when she's done. It's going to be hysterical.) She may have kept me up later than I should have been, but I'm pretty sure she helped with my recovery by just being around.

The next day we went to a matinee of the rodeo with Mom and Colby. We wanted to get a real feel for the event, so S-D and I dressed up as cowgirls. (Thank you, DI.)

(In case you need proof, here's her truck.)

All in all, I'm having a great time being at home. Fortunately for me, mom has been around to force me to rest and remind me that I just barely had surgery. She even put off a Nirtz tournament so I could go to bed. (Now that is love.) We'll save that one for after Colin and Lori arrive.

7 comments:

Crystal said...

Wow, you are amazing for the recovery- just be careful, Abby. All was well with Valerie after she had the surgery too- I could barely keep up with her, but exactly (to the hour) one week later, it got pretty ugly and she had to be rushed into emergency surgery. Listen to your mom, she will take good care of you.

And a car-hauler sounds like a pretty awesome job. I love cars.

Keep healing.

love, Crystal

abbynormal said...

Thanks for the warning. It's the fear of exactly that sort of thing, that is slowing me down when I would just keep going like I was yesterday. I figure this kind of luck can't keep up forever. I've heard too many bad stories to not have some glitch pop up somewhere along the way.

Becky said...

Abby, you are so cute! I'm telling you, that homemade scaffolding is a little terrifying....I don't know how much the pillows would've really helped, but it was a nice thought.

notthecroshaws said...

you all or should i say all you all should have seen abby sitting on the stairs watching david hook things up. i should have gotten a pix of her. it really is nice now that it's up. wish you all could be here to see it. xoxo

Lori, Colin, Mia & Jack said...

Now I am imagining Abby sitting on the stairs in antcipation of David falling contemplating how she will safely catch him when he falls off of that crazy thing!!! I am so glad I was NOT there to see it. I would have had to go away for fear of witnessing an accident. I am looking forward to seeing the end result. It looks beautiful! I am glad David was safe! He's crasy!

Lori, Colin, Mia & Jack said...

Is he still putting that up? If so you should set up a full time video camera while he's working, you know, just in case. We could send it in to America's Funniest Home Videos.

notthecroshaws said...

How many years have you all known me, and had opportunity to recognize that I put things together solid. That scaffolding was so solid, and earthquake could have knocked the house down and it still would have been standing. I planned it out, and it worked. Don't you worry.