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.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

A trip down memory lane.

Hi everyone,

Becky wanted to see the recent picture of this, and suggested I post it on the blog. Anyway, here is how we used to be and how we are now. It is a blessing to have good friends.




Jason and Dana said...

Those are FABULOUS! :)

abbynormal said...

Wow, you guys all look awesome. I love the matching tees. You should plan another trip and get matching tees again.

Jason and Dana said...

Somebody enlighten me on who these people are. The don't look familiar to me at all. And I like in the new picture how David is the only guy with his shoes on. I hope you didn't track mud in on that nice carpet!

Leslie said...

You guys have always been such a "hip" crowd. I love the pics. ;)

Colin -N- Lori said...

I haven't seen a picture of the "Original Sweathogs" in a while. You really should have gotten a copyright on that, especially since no one had ever heard it before.

David and Debby said...

Wrong group Colin. While the yellow T-shirt clique boys do look a little sweaty, the original "Sweathog" term which you have rightly credited me for coining, and which referred to girls by the way, goes way back to my high school/early college days(even before John Travolta and his gang of thugs from the "Welcome Back Kotter" TV show stole it from us and made it a house-hold word). Different group of guys.
And one more thing -- you all should know that I've repented of calling girls by that name.