My Dear Mother!

Dear Mom,
I wanted to write you a letter this mother's day and let you know what you mean to me. I know it has been way to long since we have been able to talk. I know that we will have a face-to-face talk soon. I miss being able to come home and sit on you lap and have you stroke my hair and tell me everything will be ok. You have shaped my life with yours. Your life was an example of the way all should live. Never did I hear a cross word from you lips. You were so much like your Dear Mother. I have drawn much strength from you and the way you lived you life. Tho things were not as you had wished you bore your hardships with a smile and thankfulness for what you had. I will wear a White Rose this Mother's Day in honor of you. Thank you for your life and mine

Your Son.

What Color Is Your Rose This Mother's Day

In 1986, my dear mother passed away at the end of our school’s spring break, a few months prior to Mother’s Day. That Mother's Day was one of sadness and fond remembrances of our dear mother. When our family arrived at the church, we were greeted by one of our dear Ward Mothers who commenced to pin a white rose on our right lapel and on my sisters’ dresses. She explained that she was wearing a red rose in honor of her mother, and that we needed to wear a white one in honor of ours. She explained that on Mother's Day you wear a white rose if your mother is no longer living and a red one if she is. My dad also received a white rose for his mother, who had passed away just 3 months before my own mother had. The first year that my wife and I spent Mother's Day together, we both wore a white rose. What a way to honor you mother - to wear a rose for her on Mother's Day. Which rose would you wear to honor your mother? Take my poll at the left and let us know.

When is Mother's Day?

This morning I got early; not some thing I do often, but my son needed some help and got me up. My wife, after a late night of working, stayed in bed. First I got my son's computer going so he could talk to someone. I then figured I would make my wife some breakfast-in-bed, something that she gives me all too often. I mixed up some eggs, milk, tomatoes, chili, cheese, and seasonings, and made her an omelet. So I give my kids the omelet and drink and let them take it in, singing her praises, plus getting the much needed praise from their mother. I was surprised when my youngest son said, "Is it mother's day?" That's when it hit me - I need to do that more often.

School Dazze

What a thrill for me to register my son in his first collage classes. Even though he is in high school still his school will pay for him to go to college. We went and got him tested for English and Math, he placed right where I had expected him to place. This year he will take three classes Math 109, Computer Information Systems 100, and Spanish 101. However, the thrill doesn't end there I have been taking classes for the last two years the collage also, and he and I are taking the Spanish class together HOW COOL IS THAT!! I hope that soon I will decide what to do when I grow up. As for him he is really decided which area to study. He started out wanted to be a Vet; our little collage doesn't have a Vet program. I suggested he enroll in the Nursing program which would give him a solid background and a job while he was following his dream. However, he now thinks that being a MD and a VET would be cool. I can just see his office now human patients’ on one side of the office and animal on the other side. I think that he will soon figure out which way he wants to go for now he is focused on becoming a nurse. He has been working on an on-line High School and if he wants to he could have his AA in two years and a BS by the time his heads out on his mission. Plus when he is 18 he can get his RN and be a nurse and a missionary. I am so excited. He is a good boy and I love him very much.

Moo Cow Move

It has taken me for ever to get this posting thing worked out. Ok I need to get better. This last week I took a little trip of 900 miles. I love to drive. So when Reg asked me to go get some cows for him I said sure no problem I love to. So off I went but first thing's first. I needed a trailer to hall them cows with. No problem my Dad in Southern Arizona has one and it only 300 miles there to get it so off my son and I went. We had a blast with our cups for soda and snacks we were off. Driving was fun Steve and I just talked and talked then he slept and slept. We spent the night with my Dad then early the next morning we left and kidnapped him to come with us. Then drove from Southern Arizona on the East side to Northern Arizona on the West side to pick up the cows. We got two Milk cows and 3 calves. There was no room for the calves in the trailer with out them getting hurt so inside the van with us they came. We put a tarp down to catch all the extrusions. The headed home. We got all home ok with no problems. But that is where that ended. Getting the calves to they new little home. You would think that a 200 pound man with several children to help would be able to get them calves in to their pin. However two hours latter we were getting the last ones in. However we did more training little kids then corelling little calves. All in all things went well and I got to drive :). Happy Day :)

Oma

We had a sad, but also wonderful experience this Saturday, the 10th of November. We celebrated the life of a beloved Mother, Grandmother, Great-Grandmother, and a Great-Great-Grandmother, all in the same woman. Out of her 8 children, she has 66 grandchildren, 117+ great-grandchildren (some are on the way), and five great-great-grandchildren. Friday night, with a rehearsal of less than 2 hours, the family combined to have a small but complete orchestra, womens choir, and combined family choir. The music that came from these groups was heavenly. Her life was built on living the gospel of Jesus Christ, and her home was filled with music. This feat could only have been done with the talent that flowed from her to all of her posterity. Her family will continue to grow, and all will possess the light that flowed from her to all that knew her for generations to come. Other tributes are found here
Dallen & Krissi (Grandchildren)

White Mountain Independent (Local Newspaper)

Scouting

I haven't posted in a while but lately I was thinking about my scouting experiences and remembered being put in as an Asst. Scoutmaster. I thought how will I be able to accomplish such a thing there are camping trips, hikes, and service projects how could I best serve my boys. I had a lot to think of but I love the scouting program and jumped right in with all 4 wheels. Here I am with some of my scouts at that first trip most are Eagle's now and I am proud that I had a small part in their accomplishments. All of those boys with whom took my first camping trip in a chair with have gone on to bigger and better things some are married, some are serving missions, and some are preparing for their turn as Scoutmaster. I no longer am a Asst. SM I serve the scouting organization in other ways now but i will never forget my boys and our first camping trip.