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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Friday, October 2, 2009
Random
For Dana for the family missing their missionary
Asher on grandma and grandpa's stairs all dressed up for church
I wanted to post these about 6 weeks ago, but I downloaded them on Valerie's laptop and I forgot about it all... until tonight.
Here is one from this week: Valerie is taking up piano again. We are hoping it goes better this time.
Do you know about last time? She was in from age 5-8 and learned from her school music teacher and that was fine... then I became a single mom and moved. My friend in my new singles' ward offered to teach her and they. butted. heads. It was not pretty. After 2 weeks of Valerei sitting at the keyboard, arms crossed for an HOUR (!!) 2 weeks in a row... I put a stop to piano lessons. And that, moms and dads, may very well be in your future.
I caught the reaction just after the "SURPISE!"
Finally. He cooks, he cleans, he plays with children and... he flies
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Little Sister Fawcett (pictured with Dana) is still with us, although her companion was transferred about a month ago. The new senior comp, sister Mary Margret Wharton (no, she's not a nun) is a dynamo. They are very busy, teaching 30+ lessons per week. Good girls.
I look like a giant next to Sister Fawcett. A lady I visit teach just told us she needs to get rid of her piano and I told her I might be interesed in buying it, but then I found out like 6 or 7 keys don't even work. I want my kids to play piano and stick with it, but I know that's hoping too much.
That video of David flying is so awesome. It wouldn't work for me earlier. He's made friends for life with all the kids.
My kids WILL take piano lessons. Whether or not I'll be their teacher is debatable. That may cause more unrest in the home than I'd like. Dana, you should just get an electronic one with weighted keys. They're a whole lot cheaper and they get the job done almost as well as the real thing. AND you can control the volume!
David and I have an agenda - we tag-team for favorite status with the kids. As you can see, he's off to a good start.
ok, electronic ones are great, but is the touch the same, abby?
I say choose your battles. If the answer ever becomes "BECAUSE!" with piano, give it a rest and home they warm up to it. Valerie is seeing the value now in piano as she becomes more and more interested in singing. If only I had the opportunities she had... I tell ya...
We have a keyboard because we can afford it (actually, it is the some one I got her when she was five) and we have room for it. I actually threw out my loveseat because THAT took up too much room. Our house is smallish.
I really want to get an electronic keyboard so my kids can take piano lessons. I'm glad we got the thumbs up from Abby on that one!! I quit taking piano when I was 14, but wish I would've stuck with it. My mom always told me I would say that...
I am just glad Valerie decided to go back now and not wait till age 20 to be like "woulda, coulda, shoulda..." she has TONS of talent TONS! and has been practicing hours every day. She is a master at "Hot Cross Buns" with left and right hands.
The really great thing is that a friend of her is taking piano with the same teacher, so I can see a little bit of a friendly rivalry motivating her.
She wants to continue with horse-back riding, but that is REALLY EXPENSIVE. She wants to go back to Gymnastics, but the only competitive gym here is in Charlottesville, and I just cant do that every week with an Asher and a Valerie...
Piano, I can do. Piano, I LOVE doing, piano... how I love thee. How I wish I had been able to learn you.
Being the piano snob that I am, I'd say the touch on an electronic piano may never be EXACTLY the same as the real thing. But that being said, they have managed to get awful darn close with those weighted keys. We've got one at our house and I can appreciate how close it is to the real thing - with the added bonus that it never gets out of tune!
hmmmm, maybe we should tell santa to get our kids an electric keyboard for christmas.
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