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.

Monday, December 6, 2010

Familial Resemblance

This was a picture taken at Valerie's birthday party. I was attempting to make Asher laugh and as you can tell I succeeded. Earlier today Crystal told me she noticed I bore a striking resemblance to a famous "person". That famous "person" is shown below.

When I saw this picture and then saw the above picture again I couldn't help but laugh very hard at the resemblance. I knew some of my ancestors were English I just never expected them to be made out of clay.


David and Debby said...

That is just uncanny! Clay? I don't know, but I suspect those British Croshaws were a stuffy bunch.

David and Debby said...

yes, there is a resemblance, but asher certainly doesn't look like that dog. i hope there was no reference like that to my darling grandson:)

Crystal said...

Actually, to me, Asher looks like one of the old renaissance paintings of an angel. He is such a beautiful child. The good thing, is that he makes EVERYONE smile. He is not bratty like a certain other toddler that I had ;-) He is very, very, very sweet and really busy and sometimes naughty in that busy-ness, but he is such a sweetie pie. We love him so, so much. Sometimes, I literally ache wanting another child, but then I remember the two I have been blessed with and I am content.

PS- Valerie was really whiny and prone to tantrums, but she sat quietly through classes, meetings and seminars all her toddlerhood long... so there are trade-offs for sure. Asher is incapable of that.

David and Debby said...

Absolutely perfect description of Asher, Crystal. He has his own personality, and it is very attractive.
As spoken by an entirely objective grandpa.