We arrived at 10:19 a.m. on Monday morning. In our first group meeting we saw a couple from the old sixth ward-Keith and Carol Kendall. They are going to SLC for the family history mission. A member of the presidency has the last name Bertasso. I talked to him and Millie is his grandmother. Small world. A lady came up to David and told him she had been baptized by a Croshaw. Turns out it was David's uncle, Harry.
We are studying Preach My Gospel. It's been great as we are taught by young return missionaries, who are so capable. Devotional tonight by Elder Schwitzer. Beautiful music by the junior missionaries, as they are called here. Met a couple from Vancouver, BC. Very nice people. They tell us we will love our mission president. Just about everyone oohs and aahs every time we tell them where we are going. We feel so blessed to be able to do this right now. Lots of latitude for the Senior Missionaries. We can leave the campus if we want, and go to the front of the line in the cafeteria. We can even go to special rooms to nap if we need. Haven't needed that yet. It costs $2.16 to dry clean a tie and $1.44 for shirts. No idea how they came up with those figures. Everything there is rushed for Senior Missionaries. The food is pretty good, but way too much of it.
David will add some photos when he writes. On to day three.
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.