Hi Everyone! Sorry I've been off the grid for the last few weeks. Friends have been in town, work has been insane and I've started traveling again. I also have a new calling that's taking up more of my time. I just haven't had the energy to do anything extra, especially if it's on the computer/internet, since I have to spend most of my working days attached to one.
Alex says the only word in Spanish I consistently pronouce like a gringo is 'carne'. I'm not sure why since I was blessed with the gift of being able to roll my Rs. Anyway, you'll see how hard it is to actually do when you watch this. ;-)
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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6 comments:
I once had a Spanish teacher in college who made fun of the people in the class who couldn't roll their Rs. There's incentive for you. She was from Spain and I actually hated Spain for awhile after I had that teacher. Glad I got the chance to clear up that misconception!
Les, remind me next time I see you to tell you about mom's and my favorite Spanish speaker in Peru.
Whatever they're called, they are great taquitos.
Dad
man, that's what I should have ordered last night. I'll have to work on those RRRRs so I can have that smooth rich sexy sound. carrrrne asada.... I thought those lions were going to eat some carne turista.
That is awesome!
Speaking of carrrne asada, does Alex know he's cooking for us again in May? Carrrne asada and guacamole
I know how you feel. I have trouble with Areopuerto.
And lately everything I say in spanish sounds like a gringo.
I need more practice.
Jason
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