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.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Weekend Photos

After visiting the National Mall (and seeing some doomsday people), the museum for Natural History and some pretty amazing solar houses,

we got to have dinner with the Suttons in their apartment. We met all the neighbors because Asher decided to go say "hello" to one of the next door neighbors and he introduced his wife and the other neighbors. It is really lovely. ALL the people that live in the complex are also temple missionaries. It must be a fantastic experience!

Asher loved Grandma and Grandpa and (yes) he was fascinated by the boo boo. It would make me cringe every time he made a grab for the dressings, but apparently the fingers are wrapped well.

Asher discovered butter for the first time ever. He was so shiny afterward. It was fun.

This is a lovely lamp post outside the temple.

Valerie kicking her heels up.


Jason and Dana said...

Hahahahaha, thanks for the proof Cyrstal. I've been wondering if they were just keeping a secret from the rest of us. That is so cool you guys got to see Porter and Mary Lou!!

beckyV said...

Butter...one of life's great joys. Looks so fun!!

chippy46 said...

We are so glad that your hand is on the mend. We never learned the details - just kept you in our prayers. Thanks for making the trip to DC. I agree with everyting Colin said about emergency rooms. I am 100% behind every recommendation. Donor bikes are only help those in need of organ transplants. Not that I have strong feelings about this. best wishes from Peru.


abbynormal said...

People. We'll let you know. I promise.

Jason and Dana said...

Oh Abby, we kid.

Leslie said...

sorry, abby. it's part of the gig, and there's no way around it. you're just going to have to deal.

imagine how you'd feel if you were me and had been dating david for over a year! alex doesn't remember how much he hated the pressure. it's amazing to me that he'll now impatiently ask, "are they ever going to officially get engaged and set a date?". (he's even dreamt about your wedding.) i try to remind him that you've really only been dating a short time, and that he thought he HAD to date me for at least a year before he could propose...but he's very forgetful sometimes. ;-)

luckily, in those days, our family was kind of new to the blogging thing, alex lived in mexico and i was traveling so much that i was able to avoid much of the harassment.

just try to see it in a positive light. everyone's very, very excited to have david become part of our family and for you two to experience the joys of marriage.

but just so you know...no pressure from me. i know it's something you'll do when it's right for you. XOxxOO

David Chipman said...

Seriously? Only one year? That was quick! :-)

I'm laughing now to imagine Alex dreaming. I wonder what he dreams of... Probably what Abby will do with a piece of cake in hand. Did he see snow or beaches in his dream? or were the leaves changing colors?

But really, I think we know everyone is kidding, sort of. (I stand with Abby on this one though.)

Crystal said...

Awww, I am sorry to have been more annoying than usual. It is all in good fun. I think most of us are really just expectant of the inevitability. After all, we have David on "family reunion" trip, David in family photos, David on family Christmas exchange, we are all just waiting for the official title of fianace/fiancee... and expected arrival... sort of like the second coming for which no one knows the day nor time, but many can see the signs.

On the other hand, it MUST be a great pressure to have everyone consider it a done deal (no backing out now, eh?) Sorry about that.

I had a dream about Abby getting married too... about a year ago... and the groom's name was David ;-)

See, I am psycho.

We all love you, David and we all love YOU Abby, and we all love Abby and David, and we all know that it will be a wonderful celebration for which we will all be present, that is all :-)