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. 
10 comments:
I am so sad for jack, and for you lori. i hope it heals quickly and that he can still get around. sounds a bit like his daddy. broke his arm, his collar bone, his neck:) it is temporary. just remember that.
That made my stomach hurt. Wow. I hope he is going to be ok. A little guy with a cast is no fun at all. It is going to be rough on you helping him get around too. Let's hope Cole is not into X games on furniture like his big brother is and... I hope Asher is not so daring too. That just scared me so much to read.
Oh, poor little Jack!! That is so sad when they are really hurt/sick and they just won't let go of you. It just breaks my heart!! I am seriously shocked Elliot has never broken a bone (knock on wood)-he has pretty bad balance and is always falling!!
Oh my word!! I can't believe that!! Poor Jack..... :( Let us know how he's feeling when you can.
I agree Lori...it was bound to happen. The only other little kid I remember seeing climbing things as much as Jack was Abby. You should ask her how she broke her collar bone. I think she was 4 or 5. Poor little guy. I hope it heals quickly!
actually, the grand champion of broken bones/stitches in our family was becky. i think she broke her wrist twice in one summer.
actually, the grand champion of broken bones/stitches in our family was becky. i think she broke her wrist twice in one summer.
Oh, little Jack, Abby loves you!! Bounce back fast!! And Lori, I hope it's not an extreme extra hassle for you. I get the feeling that's going to be a lot of work.
And to answer the question Leslie put out there, from what they tell me, I broke my collar bone by jumping onto the counter, and then falling back down. I have zero memory of this. She could probably tell you more than I could. I guess I did that kind of stuff a lot?
Yes you did Abby, as evidenced by the smile scar on you knee.
Dad
He's reminding me of his father more and more all the time. I still remember when Colin broke his collar bone and how it led to him having to spend some quality time at Primary Children's Hospital.
Let's hope Jack doesn't have the same problem Colin did.
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