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.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

You know you're a Clevelander when....

You know you're a Clevelander when you watch the weather forecast and see it's going to be 25 degrees tomorrow and say to yourself, "oh nice, it's going to be warm tomorrow."
Actually it was in the 50s today so I can't really complain, except I was indoors working all day.
Here's a couple rants now:
1) Does anyone know Al Gore's phone number? I need to call him and tell him to bring his Nobel Prize for Global Warming research to Cleveland and help me shovel the 4 feet of snow off my driveway with it so I can go to work. It makes me want to drive home the long way home and use more fossil fuel just to spite him. (I shoveled the snow 3 times the other day, the last time being at 2:00 am when I got home from work, I had to shovel because the plow blocked me so I couldn't get to my garage).
2) Seriously, do you have to report 9 year olds getting shot on the news? Every night the news kicks off with reports of people getting killed. Why does that have to be the most noteworthy news for the day. I miss Idaho with their "boring" news that's not about innocent people getting shot.
The End


David and Debby said...

OK, I know you're poor, but you're going to be in Cleveland for two more winters, so get a snow blower already! They'll go on sale in the spring. Seriously, it will be the best investment you'll ever make. I would be dead right now if I didn't have one.

Colin -N- Lori said...