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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Thursday, May 22, 2008

Mullet Girl




So, I walk into my room this morning after cleaning up breakfast, to find hair all over the floor. A LOT of hair. Grace has cut her hair before, but it has always been salvageable. This, I'm afraid, is not. She cut one side way up above her ear. The other side isn't as bad, but one side is all it takes. It looks like she has a mullet. I honestly don't know what can be done with it, she will have to have it cut like a boy. The kicker is, I can't have it cut until Saturday when Ray gets back (I can't take all 3 kids to the hair dresser). So, she has to wear it like this to school! I can't even put it in barrets or anything, it's too short!! My stomach totally sank when I saw all that hair, but when I saw her I just burst out laughing, she looks so funny!! Ray said that we should just leave the mullet, people in Spokane will expect it with us moving from Oklahoma :)

7 comments:

abbynormal said...

This really is hysterical. Reminds me of me. You should cut a big chunk out of the other side so it's an even mullet. :)

Lori, Colin, Mia & Jack said...

Becky, you are so great to just start laughing! I was sure you were going to say crying. She may even fit in with some of those hillbillies there too. I just can't believe it. I am dreading the day Mia and Jack do this.

Jason & Dana said...

We had a similar experience with Colby, but it was Dana doing the cutting. Fortunately we were able to salvage something and not have to go with the buzz.
I can just imagine what the teachers at school will think. Oh wait, I forgot you are in Oklahoma. Nevermind, they probably wont bat an eye.
Jason

Jason & Dana said...

Just remembered this, nothing to do with this post, but you should re-name your blog "The Fabulous SpokanderLouws"

Ohhhh Grace, she must take after her aunts. At least kindergarden isn't about to start and she probably won't care if her hair looks like a boy cut. Maybe.....would she?

Leslie said...

Classic kid. Becky, do you remember when Dana wouldn't stop cutting her hair? Mom, finally told her that if she did it again she was going to cut it short like a boy...and well she did. You and I were so mad about her boy cut. I think we were more upset about it than mom or Dana. Way to go, Gracie!

Lori, Colin, Mia & Jack said...

That's a great haircut. Isn't that the same haircut you had once Becky? Except you were like 10 and yours was cut like that on purpose.
Colin

Lori, Colin, Mia & Jack said...

Becky, now you just have to perm Grace's hair and it will match your hair when you were 10.