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. 
7 comments:
abby,maybe i should make some brown bag apple pie for sunday. bring your recipe. this really is a beautiful state. xoxo
Abby, I'm looking forward to getting out of this city (Pocatello) and experiencing some of your kind of fun. I'll see you tommorrow Friday aftenoon. Looking forward to it,
Dad
I love the fall and spring here too. The trees are really starting to change in the Valley- and I need to remember my camera one day, they really are spectacular.
Yu guys will like Carter's Mountain. Bring cash for the apple donuts (hot, yummy, and calorie-free on Saturdays) and just enjoy the trees and the pumpkins and the grapes. You might want to take my truck because it is typically a pretty rough ascent and a very slow, bumpy descent that could bottom out your car.
Valerie is excited to be going with you- she has gone every year since she was 3- but Asher is still under the "no excursions" rule, plus Matt needs to get sleep, he will be getting off at 7 am and going back in Saturday night at 7 pm. Yes, that is our life. I see him on Sundays ;-) during weeks like this.
Calorie-free?? Sign me up!!
I wish I could have been there when all the leaves were changing. I saw a couple of trees that had started and the colors were SO vibrant. I can't even imagine what it would look like driving down the highway when it's surrounded by fall leaves.
Dana, I'll try to document for you so you can at least digitally experience it.
You know what they say. God is a Virginia Tech fan. Why else would the leaves turn orange and maroon in the fall?
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