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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Monday, November 3, 2008

It can't be November!




Hi everyone,
It is a beautiful fall day in Pocatello. It has been kind of rainy the last few days, and there are lots of leaves on the ground. It is cool, but not really cold yet. Anyway, we are doing fine here at home. Dad continues to work on the crib. Things are getting busier at the office. Grandma and Grandpa left Friday, and Gerald and Scott drove them down and cleaned everything that needed to be cleaned up inside and out down there. Grandma and Grandpa are blissfully happy, back with their friends. Gerald retired officially last week. No more railroad. Did I tell you Gloria has uterine cancer, stage 2? Not good news for Connie. Andrew, Brooke's little boy is getting baptized I think the end of this month. He has been seeing the missionaries. Election day tomorrow. Yikes. I am praying already for whoever wins. We will miss most of the hype, since we will be at the temple. We are getting a new temple presidency tomorrow. It will be interesting to see those changes. The new president is from Pocatello.

I wanted to send all of you a link to this talk I heard on KBYU. It is an excellent treatise (good word, huh?) on the importance of the family being defined as one man and one woman. Here is the link. Go to this page http://www.byub.org/devotionals/?selectedMonth=10&selectedYear=2008 and click on:

Tuesday, October 28, 2008
On the Moral Purposes of Law and Govenment
Robert George

I hope everyone is doing well, getting your food storage a little bit at a time, teaching your children and yourselves the gospel. Take care of yourselves. I love you all. xoxoxo mom

4 comments:

beckyV said...

That is so perfect that you get to be at the temple when the election results start rolling in...lucky!! It is strange to me that I am feeling so much anxiety over the outcome of the election...it is only 4 years and in the grand scheme of things it won't really matter at all, right??

Crystal said...

Oh, it will matter alright. I wish I was going to be at the temple tomorrow too! I am teaching 9-9 tomorrow and I am already anxious over it, just a few more weeks...

Well, I need to hop back into bed.

notthecroshaws said...

The election may matter to what we are all forced to experience over the coming years, but whatever the outcome, it will play into God's plan, and the righteous, though dismayed about the circumstances, will be protected. It won't be easy getting there, but the very best days are yet to come. I am confident that the Lord foresaw the present and pending state of our world, and composed his master plan to reconcile for it. I am also confident the the Lord loves and respects those righteous Saints who carry his cause through, and in spite of these difficult times. Regardless of who wins the election, the lines are drawn, and if we are on the right side of them, we need not fear.
Dad

Jason and Dana said...

Colby and Eva are having the time of their life looking at that picture of grandma and grandpa. Colby just said, "Grandma and Grandpa are far away. They come and see my house?"