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.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Who's that girl?


Crystal said...

Welll... it looks like a baby Matt... or Dana... or Becky... or Abby... orrrr Leslie, so I WOULD guess it is Debby, but that car is OLD, so is it Grandma Christensen?

beckyV said...

That really looks like Maggie to me...maybe she isn't ALL VanderLouw. It also really looks like Leslie.

Leslie said...

Becky, that is exactly what I thought. Maggie's a spitting image of her!! I'll let others comment before I tell you who it is. :-)

Colin -N- Lori said...

it surley looks like Maggie but I know it is Grandma!

abbynormal said...

Wait...I think I know this...isn't it mom?

Leslie said...

Looks like the guessing is done. For those of you who guessed that it was mom, you're right!! I was at grandma's and saw this picture in an album and said, "that's maggie!". It's actually our mother, and I just couldn't believe how much Maggie resembles her. (I also saw a little of my baby-self in her.) She was about 18 months old in this picture. Hard to believe, but she was born in the early 1950s. The car's probably older than her, maybe from the 1940s or even 1930s. As is obvious, I know nothing about cars.

Matthew said...

I'm thinking it's mom.

abbynormal said...

YESSSSSS I win!!!!