Wednesday, March 30, 2016

From Mom March 30, 2016 Shiver

St Patrick's day (a few days after I found mouse sign in the garage) was the day we went dress shopping.  Josie was out in the van in the garage waiting for me to finish a few things.  Cambry came out to put something in the fridge. 

Josie: Cambry, are you thinking about mice? (Pretty sure she was...)
Cambry: No.
Joise: Well that's good.  Because if you were, you would shiver.

Haahahahhahahahahha!

Monday, March 28, 2016

From Cambry March 26, 2016 - The Story

It's official! There is a ring on my finger and a story to go with it. I'm engaged!!!!

Cameron proposed to me on March 25, 2016. I knew he was going to propose this last Friday, but he still managed to surprise me.

Cameron drove me to work on Friday and I was expecting him to pick me up at six and that we would go somewhere and he would propose. But then I got a note at 4:30 from C, one of the assistant managers here, telling me to go out the door to look for a car that would have a kind mom and my next clue. C told me not to worry about taking anything with me or clocking out so I grabbed my coat and phone (thank goodness!) and headed outside thinking that maybe it was work-related. So I left my backpack in the car and, because C told me not to, didn't clock out.

The next clue led me to the Provo temple where C was waiting with a picnic. I thought that that was going to be the proposal, but when he reached into his coat pocket he was holding another clue. The picnic was to help me not be starving until we ate dinner.

The next clue led me to his sister's car and the one she had took me (Cameron didn't come with) to a nail salon on University Avenue. Cameron had purchased me a manicure and pedicure.

After that his sister, Ce, drove me to Taste in Provo (where he took me for my birthday for chocolate tasting). The cashier had the next clue for me which told me to go outside and look for a handsome man walking around.

I found Cameron and we walked just down the street to Oregano Italian kitchen for dinner. It was delicious and perfect and I couldn't stop smiling. I felt so pampered and spoiled and loved. It was the most wonderful feeling.

After dinner Cameron and I drove up the canyon to South Fork park. His parents had set up a campfire, flowers and chocolates, his guitar, and apple cider. He had written a song that made me cry because it was so sweet, and then he got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife. I must have said, "Yes!" twenty times before he could actually get the ring on my finger (I was hugging him so my hand was a bit inaccessible).

I can honestly say that I've never been happier. I so look forward to our life together.

I love you!

Love,
Cambry

From Mom March 27, 2016 A Busy Week

Sunday, March 27, 2016

Dear Riley,

I’m overwhelmed at encapsulating the week.

So let’s talk about you. How has your week been? Are you healthy and happy and working hard? Did you get your package yet? How was Easter for you?

I guess it’s my turn. One big breath: CameronandCambryareofficiallyengaged. It was sweet and I know Cambry sent you the story, for which I’m grateful. They are so happy. Pictures follow.

That same Friday was A day up at Utah State, a recruiting event for admitted students and their parents. Parker really wasn’t thinking he’d go there for some reason. But Dad and I took him up way early in the morning. It was really a great event. It began with a mix and mingle with tables set up for each college. We sat at the engineering table, though Parker has really been thinking he may not do that now. Just after we sat down, the Dean of the department sat down with us and started visiting. I let out some of Parker’s concerns and he answered them. I really felt that was providence. Then Parker went off with engineering students and Dad and I got some good information as parents. We came back together for lunch and then we went and toured housing. He was sold. When we got home, we registered him for orientation and signed him up for housing. Tadah!

I hosted book group this week. We read The Wright Brothers and I really liked it. David McCullough has the best way writing about heroes so that you recognize their quirks and flaws, but you never forget that you’re reading about them because they ARE heroes. I recommend this book when you get home.

Probably the biggest deal in my life is that my sinus infection was literally sucked out and the doctor opened the drain in my left sinus 5 times larger than it was. I’ve not been able to get over an infection for months and so he had me come up so he could look inside. There was pus at the drain, clogging it, and once he got into the sinus, it was full of yucky, thick, gross infection. A lot of it. He suctioned it out and opened the drain larger and then he rinsed it with iodine. He is confident this will fix my problem. I think he’s right. It’s still a little swollen, but I have more energy. The doctor said that once it is like that, antibiotic won’t clear it, it can’t. I’m hoping!

Josie was hopped up on food dye and Aleah too from Easter. We’ll probably get them detoxed in time for the conference candy round. But it was a really good, really busy Easter. I played the flute with the choir today. When I went to practice with them before church, I had trouble staying in tune. So I went back home and got the tuner. It was beautiful. Phew.

Dad and I biked Monday afternoon before a cold front moved in. Then we went out yesterday. But Dad broke out in hay fever after that ride, so no more rides on the river for a while. We thought we were really booking it on the way out, but we just had a strong wind pushing us and I laughed and laughed when we turned around.

It’s been a big week. I’m truly wondering how I’ll stay on top of things. But it will get done. Probably. Hopefully.

I miss you today.

I love you!

Love,
Mom

The ward Easter egg hunt.  It was really cold.














There's always one that's hard to find...

It's FB official.



From Dad March 27, 2016

Sunday, March 27, 2016

Re: Letter 66 of 3

Dear Riley:

Happy Easter! We love and miss you especially on holidays traditionally reserved for family gatherings. This morning we had our usual egg hunt followed by a breakfast of Goldenrod Eggs. Grandma and Grandpa P came over as well as Cameron. It was a nice leisurely morning since I had no interviews and my single bishopric meeting was moved to one hour before Sacrament Meeting. There were no obligations following church, so I’ve been enjoying good food, time with family, and the chance to write my missionary without feeling rushed.

Sacrament meeting was uplifting, though a little energized. It was reminiscent of Christmas and a Halloween weekend with red 40 dye and other artificial colors surging uninhibited through the veins of hapless children who, for the time being, saw nothing wrong with climbing the walls. It was a little funny to watch, and I think God understood. PY gave her farewell address and will be entering the MTC around the middle of April. She’s a powerhouse and will be a great asset to the people of Toronto. It’s a little sobering when our young women are more desirous and prepared to serve in this capacity than our young men.

Friday was a red letter day on a couple levels. We spent the day up at Utah State University touring the facility with Parker. It just felt right for him, and he’s decided to attend. We had several people placed in our path who helped him arrive at this decision. It was an extremely well organized event and everyone was so helpful. The structure differs from BYU in that it seems more of a tight knit community with an understanding of the struggles and stress of college. They have a system which seems to work pretty well to help students legitimately succeed and have considerable resources dedicated to this end. One of these is almost immediately getting the students into hands-on practical applications. Parker was vacillating a little from going into engineering because the math intimidated him, but finally decided to go for it, with a minor in psychology. Not to say he isn’t a little stressed and apprehensive about what lies ahead, but Cousin E is also in the USU engineering program and was able to provide some valuable perspective. She looked great, by the way, and seemed happier than I think I’ve ever seen her. At any rate, he’s planning on attending fall semester before serving a mission. We think living away from home in a college setting will be invaluable for his emotional development and mission preparation.

The other news from Friday is that Cambry is officially engaged and has a ring on her finger! Friday she was kidnapped from work and sent on a treasure hunt for the greater part of the evening. She was pampered and indulged with food and pleasantries which culminated in a ring, a proposal, and a custom written song. They’re so happy together and we’re thrilled with where things are headed. It’s gratifying to have two families who hold each other in high regard and consider themselves equally blessed to have an extraordinary addition to their family through marriage. Not all marriages get off with this level of support.

We pray for the safety of our missionary. I’m sure you’ve heard about the recent terrorist bombings in Brussels that claimed around 36 lives and left upwards of 200 injured. Four of the injured were missionaries from Utah. They were about 15 meters away from ground zero and sustained rather serious burns and other injuries. There were people farther away who were more seriously injured or even killed. The world has gone mad and the only real solution is for people to turn their hearts to Christ. We still pray for Chaad, though it sounded like he and his family were fading in your last letter. However, I can’t help but feel that even if they don’t make it to the waters of baptism before you leave, the fact that you were teaching them helped you find a lost member. Keep up the hard work. Till next time…

Love,

Dad

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

Since you've been gone... March 21, 2016

(We're a bundle of emotions.)
...    Pile of Poo on Apple iOS 9.3     :-*    x-(
           
       o.o   :-P   :-D    :-P 

This was my choice, but Cambry helped me because I'm in a planning fog.

From Mom March 20, 2016 Lucky for sure

March 20, 2016

Dear Riley,

How are you, son? It feels so long since I’ve heard about things there. A couple extra days really make a difference. We’re praying for Chaad and Naht and hoping they will continue to grow in the blessings of the gospel. I read your patriarchal blessing this afternoon and thought they may be some of those you were foreordained to bring the gospel to.

I’ve considered how to put to words the love and loyalty I see in the members there toward the missionaries. The scripture story that comes to my mind is the Anti-Nephi-Lehi’s and how they esteemed Ammon and his brethren as though they were angels because they had come to preach to them. That’s the sense I have with the Thai members. And oh how I love them for that.

We’ve had a really good week here at home. It was St. Patrick’s day and Cambry was lucky enough on that day to find her wedding dress. We went down to Spanish Fork to the bridal shop by Amber’s house. I spotted a beautiful gown that just looked like her, but it was a smaller size than she’d been trying. I suggested we find it in her size. She tried on a few and then the lady helping her grabbed that gown and suggested she try it on, it was the only one they had. It fit perfectly. Cambry loved it, she cried a little admiring the perfectness of it. The sales lady asked if she wanted to try any other gowns on. No. This was the dress. That shop is less expensive than any other we’ve shopped, so it was within budget and really fits her. We also got the bridesmaid dresses for S and B and the dresses for Elise, Aleah, and Josie. Every week we check off a few things, but it is still overwhelming to consider everything that will be accomplished in the next 10 weeks.

Friday night we were able to attend Lamb of God here in Provo Friday night. Oh, how I love the spirit of that music. It has become to my Easter what Messiah is to my Christmas. This year Grandma and L sung and CG played french horn. Each time I watch it, a different character speaks to my soul. The first time it was Martha, Touch my Eyes. The second time it was Peter, Where Would I Go? Another time Mary the mother of Jesus singing Here is Hope before the resurrection was accomplished sang my heartsong. This year it was Peter, Someday We’ll Understand. Tears just streamed down my cheeks. I realized as I contemplated this performance that I am all of these disciples at different times. Discipleship brings me to confront doubt, uncertainty, limited vision, an impulse to counsel God. Discipleship causes me to see the imperfectness of my belief. But at the point I recognize my weakness is the moment I can plead for grace. And it is given, further strengthening my testimony in my Savior. Oh may I always be true. He has been so good to me.

Last night we attended KS’s wedding reception. It was lovely. As we mingled with old friends and current ward members, I just felt so much love. I admire their commitment and service. I see them using inspiration to meet the needs of the ward. What a remarkable thing this community of Saints.

We were able to have our church be part of the Provo City Temple dedicatory meeting this morning, the 150th temple. I was so touched as I listened to the talks and the choir. We live in an amazing time, truly.

Dad and I have taken two bikes since we last wrote. Last Saturday we biked the Provo River Trail down to Utah Lake and the end of the trail, about 22 miles round trip. It was an experience for sure. The trail winds around with the river through Provo, ducking under streets so that we felt like we were in catacombs. It was a lovely adventure. Then yesterday we had limited time, so we just biked up to Bridal Veil Falls. Since the overhaul of the bike, the timing is fixed so that we are always in sync. I’ve gained appreciation for the phrase “working in tandem” and the power of unity in direction, purpose, timing and strength. Since I sit in the back, I feel the sway of the bike and how it almost propels us forward. Our cruising speed has increased substantially and the bike fairly pulses and breathes beneath us. I wonder how I could have loved biking so much before, because this is a new high.

Riley, I’ve considered greatly about choosing a partner for your life. Other than your decision to believe in Christ, this is the most important decision you’ll ever make. I’ve decided that one thing that witnesses of the fit is the product of the relationship, what the two together equal. A good fit expands the best in each of the partners, brightens the road before them, and strengthens them in goodness, service, charity, compassion… every virtue. Also the weakness of each do not expand the weakness in the other. Please watch for those signs when you select a partner. Seek and hear counsel. Look for a partner that brings the strength of a family behind them. You are more familiar now than you have perhaps ever been in hearing the whisperings of the Spirit. You will be led as you seek, I know that. But choose wisely, son. You have a very big work to accomplish and need a woman by your side who will help you.

I’m sorry I didn’t send you an Easter package. I just sent a large birthday one. I weighed it before heading to the post office and realized it was going to cost $90 to mail. Feeling that too extravagant to mail mostly sugar, I started unloading, evaluating what should come out. Parker begged me to leave it all in and ran and got $5 and enlisted his sisters to contribute. I let them. They love you too.

I can’t wait to read about your week and miracles you have witnessed. I love you beyond reason.

Love,
Mom

Did you laugh your head off at this week’s picture? I can hardly keep it in! Love you tons!

Here are the girls' dresses for the reception:

Josie really ripped her toe bad this week running in flip flops.
 L had my phone...

The Cams sang for Grandma and L for the first time:



From Dad March 20, 2016

The weather has been extremely nice.  It’s officially the first day of spring.  The crocuses are fading, the daffodils are out, and the apricot tree is in early stages of bloom.  I’m in the middle of pruning, early planting garden preparation etc. We took advantage of a spare 50 minutes yesterday to ride the tandem up to Bridal Veil and back.  Two weeks ago we put 23 miles on it and rode down to Utah Lake State Park (through some truly sketchy areas of inner city Provo) It’s remarkable what a good cleaning and full tuning does for the biking experience and we’ve picked up our average speed by about 1.6 mph.  It’s a lot easier to push the bike to the limits of its capacity and I’m still not satisfied that there aren’t few things we could do to squeeze a few mph out yet. 

Cambry and C are still unofficially engaged and simply waiting for the ring which was delayed by two weeks.  Notwithstanding, the plans have proceeded unimpeded.  We now have the dresses for bride, bride’s maids, and flower girls purchased and the date scheduled with the Salt Lake Temple.  (I think I mentioned the date and venue previously.)  It’s a joy to witness a truly wholesome relationship and how it elevates both to a higher plane.  Aside from choosing to remain true to the gospel of Jesus Christ, who you choose to marry is the most important decision you will make in your life and it impacts every facet of your life.  Even the former hinges to significant degree upon the latter.  Leadelle has noted that the actual fruits of the relationship are of greater importance than any chemistry or perceived advantage.  We rejoice with C’s family and see great promise in this partnership between him and Cambry.  She is truly the best side of Cambry we’ve known.

“He is the half part of a blessed man, left to be finished by such as she
And she; a fair divided excellence whose fullness of perfection lies in him.”
William Shakesphere

The business is doing well, and the larger equipment installation is proceeding well on numerous fronts.  I need some expertise regarding the instrumentation for pressure, temperature, and flow.  We have a few connections for heating loops and some venting issues to address.  Last week we filled one vessel with RO Water to begin testing certain parameters with agitation and vessel interior lighting.  It was exciting and felt like we’d crossed a threshold years in the making.  Whatever happens in the future, I can’t imagine wanting to part with this equipment.  There’s a lot of blood, sweat, and heart in them.  Besides, they’re all paid for…

We’ve enjoyed the pictures and letters. I was so moved by your experience with the Chaad family and their neighbor who had been baptized 42 years ago.  Considering everything in perspective, there’s no doubt you and your companion have been instruments in the hands of God in finding this lost sheep and bringing him back to the fold.  The timing and circumstances under which he was able to reunite with the missionary who baptized him are nothing short of miraculous.  These are the gems which make a lot of seemingly fruitless effort worthwhile.  We’re grateful you and your companion are going to stay in the area for at least another transfer and pray that the Chaad family will progress to the waters of baptism before you leave the area.  We sure love and miss you.  We’re confident in the path you’re on and the importance of the work in which you’re engaged.  Stay the course and keep the faith!  Until next time…

Love,
Dad

Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Since you've been gone... March 14, 2016

...ever thangs fawner 'n frog's hair.

This was Dad's choice.  Hehehehehe


From Mom March 11, 2016 On the fly

Riley surprised us with an early letter.  I happened to see it come in while Dave and I were walking the isles of Lowe's Friday night.

We're out.  But I'll write what I can on my phone.
I love you!

We've had illness in the house again. I'm on antibiotic for my sinus infection.

Parker nearly gave up at school this week. He talked to Mr E and K, is taking I's and planning to up the work in time to complete requirements for graduation.

Dad had visitors from Australia at work this week. We had major cleanup in the bay. Things feel much better. We also had an audit this week from an existing customer.

Dad was the watchDOG at Cascade today. Aleah was so worried whether or not he'd do PE with her after the field trip that she missed the fun of having him with her full-time on the field trip.

Cambry and I wedding dress shopped. I kinda wish I could/would make hers do she could have everything she wants. Like my mom did for me. Don't think it'll happen. But.

Elise had a bug and came home from school Wednesday and stayed home Thursday. All better today, babysat tonight.

Third Sunday for C's family?

We loved your last letter. Sister H did post that she'd been told about the pday change, but I forgot. You still in Chiang Mai? I think our temps may be closer than they've ever been. We're hitting the mid sixties here.

Got mice in the garage. Dad and I are out getting Decon. And candy for your package.

Josie is a delight. Busy, busy. Funny. She wants to be the best at Cambry and C's wedding. But maybe Cambry will want to be the best. Maybe Cambry, C, and I can all be the best together?

I'll forward her funny from this morning.

Better thean nothing?

Love you!
Mom

HA! Josie reading Zoom Broom, pointing to the Fox welcoming Gritch to sales floor: in those clothes and that smile, he reminds me of Richard E Scott.
Me: Richard G. Scott? From conference?
Josie: Nooo. Richard who used to be Cambry's boyfriend.

Her favorite:

Monday, March 7, 2016

Since you've been gone... March 7, 2016

...we're walking on the wild side.

This was Josie's pick.

From Mom March 6, 2016

Wednesday March 2, 2016


I’ve been so tired when I’ve written lately, I’m afraid my letters leave out a lot of good things.  Here are some:


Elise auditioned for and made the highest choir for next year.  She is excited and will sing alto.  Elise applied for a couple honors classes.  She got into science and math, but sadly, she didn’t get English.  


When Grandma B was talking to Josie last week before we left for the temple, Josie said, “Grandma, C should be here soon.  I’ve been waiting for him all day.”


Monday night FHE went a little late because it took a while to make Gru.  We were playing Uno around 8:30. Had I noticed Josie was on her last card I totally would have thrown the game.  But since I didn’t, I put down my last card winning the round.  Josie got so upset, “Why did you do that?  I was going to win!” and she stomped up to her room to wail and mourn.  Later after a quick bath, Josie put her hands on her clean, still naked hips and said, “About you winning and EVERYONE ELSE losing, I’m not comfortable with that!”


Yesterday afternoon Cambry and C went ring shopping. (YAY)  As we were eating our dinner after their return, Josie asked, “C, are you really going to marry my sister?”  C gave a consulting look at Cambry and they nodded in unison.  We’re planning a June 3 wedding.  :)


It took most of the day Monday to get the van posted on KSL.  I don’t know why.  I listed it for $1450 to give myself some wiggle room for negotiation.  But the truth is, I didn’t want a lot of money for the car.  I just wanted whoever bought it to invest enough to appreciate the car. In my prayers yesterday morning, I asked Father to send the family who could be blessed by that van.   I got a call yesterday asking to come see it immediately.  A young family, who looked like they were working hard but just scraping by, unloaded and my heart was immediately drawn to the mother, large pregnant with her fourth baby. They were willing to pay my asking price, but had to wait for Friday’s payday to come up with the last $250.  I told Dad that I thought I should just give them the car for the $1200 they had and he of course agreed.  I sent a text that afternoon and they came right over and picked up the car.  I told the woman about my prayer and that I had the impression to let them have the car for what they had now.  Later than night I got a couple of texts saying thank you.  I feel good and happy for them.  He can fix the car which is the only way it makes sense to have an older car.


Late last night Parker headed out saying he was going for a run.  I gave him a knowing look and asked, “Are you sure you’re not going to meet someone?”  About 30 minutes later I answered his confession call.  A friend was in a severe struggle and Parker felt he had to get to the friend, and then felt bad about lying to us.  This is  a big step toward growing up. 

Sunday, March 6, 2016


Parker also spent a good deal of time with D making a video for a scholarship competition discouraging texting while driving.  They had a good time and made a cute video starring Parker.  Curiosity killed the cat.  You can imagine.


Thursday and Friday were largely taken up with wedding stuff.  I toured four different venues for the wedding reception.  Ultimately I chose the one down in the Riverwoods across from Tucanos.  Cambry has always wanted an outdoor wedding reception.  By all counts this will be an exceptionally large wedding.  There is no way to use Grandma’s yard and park all those cars. I’m especially concerned about the older people in the ward walking a long way.  Anyway I just felt good about The Manor and better than I had at the other places that could have worked.  We’ll have to decorate to bring the English garden feeling onto the space, but Cambry’s good with it.


Friday night Dad and I went to see a movie in the Riverwoods and biked there.  We got our bike back from the shop and it rides so nice!  I can’t wait to take a long ride and really give it a go.  Our movie was sweet but had a love scene.  There is irony here.  Dad suggested a movie based on one person’s recommendation and I was NOT going to take their recommendation because last time I did there was this offensive-to-me love scene in it.  I suggested the movie we saw based on several raving recommendations.  I think all my absence from media makes me more sensitive than most.  After our show, we biked up to Wendy’s for lemonade and french fries.  It really was a fun date.


The girls had piano festival yesterday.  Elise played Hayden’s Sonatina #8 in G major and William Joseph’s Heroes, shortened by three pages.  She played well, but had to use her music for the last one as she hasn’t been working on it quite long enough to get it memorized.  Aleah played Once Upon a Dream from Sleeping Beauty and Mozart’s Minueto in C major. Aleah didn’t perform very well and was quite disappointed for an hour or two yesterday.  Sometimes you learn more from the flops than you do from the successes.


The kids are off school tomorrow.  But it’s raining today and should rain tomorrow as well.  I’ll take the break though, don’t get me wrong.

I’m too occupied with wedding things already.  I have decided to do more than I thought I would.  The expense of catering is really discouraging.  Plus I can do so much more with so much less.  Twelve weeks plus a little.  By the way, no he hasn’t proposed.  But the ring is purchased (it takes a couple weeks to receive) and the venue and temple are booked for June 3.  This is what I call the unofficially engaged stage.  I’m pleased; they really make a nice pair.


News items I’ve forgotten to share:  Mr. L at Cascade was still cleaning the school after retirement.  A couple weeks ago he wasn’t feeling right and went to the doctor.  He was diagnosed with cancer which had metastasized and 16 days later passed away.  He was just 64 like Bro M.  Also Bro M had a new tumor removed earlier in the school year and has another one.  Parker fasted for him today. Also an older F boy was doing a trick on a snowboard and landed wrong and though he had a helmet on, nearly died from a traumatic brain injury. He's still in a coma and is struggling through. It's a miracle he's still alive.


Sis R's son who served in Thailand came and found me after church today to talk about you and your mission.  It was very nice to have that time.  He loved Chiang Mai, asked if you had hit the night bazaar to find yet.  He spent six months up there.  He also went up to Chain Ria.  It made you feel a little closer today.


I will send your birthday package this week. Do you need more toothpaste or will you before you get home?  Is there anything particular you would like to receive from home (of course all the pictures I’m behind printing and mailing, but besides them)?


I had a sweet thought today.  Josie was looking through her gospel art pictures and asked about the one with Jesus on the boat and the nets being filled.  The Spirit reminded me that we can be busy and engaged working for a worthy goal without any results.  But when we do as instructed by God, with minimal effort, we can have overwhelming rewards.  What a good missionary reminder.


I love you so much!  Take care.


Love,
Mom

She made this on her birthday date with Grandma and Grandpa P.



From Dad March 6, 2016

Sunday, March 6, 2016

Re:  Letter 64 of 3

Dear Riley:

The morning dawned wet and cold, but the weather last week was simply beautiful.  Insects were out, birds were everywhere, Crocuses were in full bloom in the flowerbeds, and the temperatures were in the 60’s.  I’m a little concerned that an early spell of warm weather could spell disaster for my apricots which now look a week from full bloom, but took advantage of the sunshine bringing the yard back from winter and getting the spring fertilizer on the grass. (I still haven’t gotten to the pruning or spraying.)  Your mother would like a window well installed for Cambry’s room within the next couple weeks, so I started excavating the pit in front of the house.  I was surprised by how very much dirt had washed down from the original hole and filled up the bottom.  14” and I was just hitting the cement remnant from the window cutout.  At any rate, I’ll be installing something I build myself because I don’t like any of the local options and the out of state options I prefer, are far too costly to ship to Utah.  I have an over engineered plan, a project cost, and motivation.  We’ll see if it goes as smoothly as I hope.  These projects frequently have a way of surprising you with a few curve balls.

With all the birthdays we’ve had recently, a real getaway weekend date has been somewhat elusive.  Last Friday we finely got away for an evening out.  We’ve equipped the tandem for night flying and had just gotten the bike back from the shop where it underwent a complete overhaul.  These facts combined with astoundingly good weather opened a whole new world of possibilities.  We rode down to the movie to see Brooklyn which came highly recommended but surprised and disappointed us with some objectionable content.  Can’t say I would recommend it for this reason.  Anyway, we still had some evening to burn following the movie, so rode back up to Orem and over to Wendy’s for real lemonade and fresh French fries (highly recommended!).  We were fairly flying and had it maxed out a good portion of the time.  It’s surprising what a tune up and good cleaning of the chain and gears will do.  We LOVE that bike and keep scheming on how to squeeze a little more performance out of it.  One thing the technician at the bike shop mentioned when I went to pick it up was the high quality and lightness of the frame.  He said the old KHS bikes with the Tru Temper steel were much higher quality frames than they make now for tandems less than $4,000.  Sweet!  That was a great find for a couple hundred.  Light and strong means more of your energy is translated into speed.  I now feel even better investing a little in getting more out of our bike.  It doesn’t seem we’ll wear out the frame for a considerable time, if ever.  Your mom wants to go to Yellowstone when it’s open to bikers and closed to automobiles.  Wouldn’t that be an adventure?     

Our sacrament testimony meeting was a little different today but very sweet.  A number of individuals who had had faith and worthiness struggles got up and bore testimony. Several were from the same family which was visiting for a baby blessing.  These were former members of the ward I had watched grow up for years.  Whatever their faith struggles or poor choices, they had all come full circle and were now sharing heartfelt testimony borne of trial, tribulation, and God’s hand in their lives.  It just drove home the point that we need never give up hope for those who stray.  Here, three individuals had their separate divergent paths which eventually led them back to the gospel of Christ.

Cambry and C have picked out a ring, have a date (the 3rd of June),  a venue (The Manor at the Riverwoods), and are picking colors, flowers, and food.  I imagine we’ll be sitting down for a chat with an aspiring young man within a week or so.  They’re so happy together and we’re pleased to see Cambry with someone who truly brings out the best we’ve seen in her.  C asked her if she was prepared to be mistaken for a Hispanic when people see her name.  I feel a little bad you’ll be missing the event, but rest assured we’ll be thinking of our missionary and that you’ll be represented on some level.

The old Dodge van is sold and gone.  We had a lot of memories in the vehicle, but it went for a good cause.  The family that bought it felt it was a blessing and answer to prayer just as we felt the Honda Odyssey was an answer to ours.  I’ll leave the longer version of the story to your mom.  The next thing to go is the RV, which I offered to Cambry and C as a cheap first home option….they declined.  Someone’s bound to be excited over the camper if the price is right.  I just want it gone. 

Well, time to sign off.  We missed hearing a complete report last week, so are really looking forward to your letter this week.  We did enjoy the picture of the Ostrich which we hope you’ll expound on this week.  We just met the son of a member today who served in your area for 6 months.  That was years ago, but he just loved it and was excited to meet the family of a missionary who was currently there.  Keep the faith and keep working hard.  We expect more miracles and so can you. 

Love,
Dad

Paper Post from Dad March 7, 2016

This is a copy of the talk Dave gave for Ward Conference in February this year.

Angels speak by the power of the Holy Ghost; wherefore, they speak the words of Christ. Wherefore, I said unto you,feast upon the words of Christ; for behold, the words of Christ will tell you all things what ye should do. (2 Nephi 32:3)

Thirty three years ago, long before the internet, years before the term “home computer” had any meaning, mail order catalogs were still a popular way of enticing consumers to make purchases.  Magazines frequently had a section of ads at the back for a multitude of items specifically tailored to captivate the reader’s imagination and convince him or her to part with their hard-earned cash.  

One such ad caught the eye of a 14 year old boy.  This was a small picture of a large sheath survival knife.  I still remember the heading…”Over 12” long and Razor Sharp”…  There was a rather long list of features and associated benefits that could be yours for the astoundingly low price of $5 + S&H.  In its handle was a small kit containing items deemed useful in a survival situation.  One such item was a small compass.  In addition to desiring one of these for myself, I was convinced these would also make great gifts for siblings and purchased four of these innovative marvels.

Following what seemed like an eternity, the greatly anticipated package finally arrived in the mail.  However, upon opening it quickly became apparent that what I had purchased was a mere shadow of what I had envisioned.  Aside from the obvious inferior quality of the knife, closer inspection of the survival items in its handle revealed that they were also nearly useless.  One particular item which made a particular deep impression on me was the compass which proved to be so entirely inconsistent so as to remove all confidence in relying on it for anything.  In my heart I knew that if I wanted the quality and consistency I had anticipated, I would need to invest more.

Four years later, I found myself as the chosen leader of a group of six individuals comprised of both boys and girls, dropped off somewhere in the desert west of  Utah Lake.  We were equipped with food, water, first aid supplies, suitable clothing for any likely contingency, skills and training in survival essentials and, perhaps most importantly, maps and a compass.  This time I had wisely invested in more reliable equipment suitable for the circumstances and, comprehending the potential consequences of failure, had given great heed and diligence to the prior training I had undergone.  

Our group’s task was to successfully navigate to a known destination 8 miles away using our equipment and acquired knowledge.  The first order of business was to figure out where we were on the map.  Keep in mind that GPS navigation was not anything readily available to the public, so we were obliged to rely on the map, our powers of observation and the ability to identify landmarks by something called contour lines on a map, and the ability to determine where they were on the map by using the compass to “triangulate.”  The terrain was such that simply hiking in a straight line was out of the question.  Additionally, we had been given the task of demonstrating our ability to find water along the way using the map and compass to navigate to a source of water and filling a provided container.  It therefore became necessary to regularly check our orientation and progress using the map and compass.  

As the day played out, our confidence in our equipment and training grew as we began to anticipate landmarks before we came to them.  It was a challenging day which left us spent both physically and mentally.  Imagine the feeling of accomplishment we felt as we arrived at our destination late in the afternoon where food, comfort, refreshment, and transportation awaited us.  Imagine what it did for one’s faith in and gratitude for heed and diligence to proper instruction and reliable equipment.

This experience forever changed how I consider the account of another group of people over 2 ½ thousand years ago who ventured into the wilderness headed for a land of promise.  They also were provided with a compass of sorts as well as the means to regularly check their orientation with the commandments of God…

10 And it came to pass that as my father arose in the morning, and went forth to the tent door, to his great astonishment he beheld upon the ground a round ball of curious workmanship; and it was of fine brass. And within the ball were two spindles; and the one pointed the way whither we should go into the wilderness. (1 Nephi 16:10)
28 And it came to pass that I, Nephi, beheld the pointers which were in the ball, that they did work according to the faith and diligence and heed which we did give unto them.
29 And there was also written upon them a new writing, which was plain to be read, which did give us understanding concerning the ways of the Lord; and it was written and changed from time to time, according to the faith and diligence which we gave unto it.And thus we see that by small means the Lord can bring about great things.
(1 Nephi 16:28-29)

We are told that this ball or director led them in the more fertile parts of the land in the course of their journey.
The prophet Alma spoke to his son Helaman and expounded on the nature and significance of this "director":
    
And now, my son, I have somewhat to say concerning the thing which our fathers call a ball, or director—or our fathers called it Liahona, which is, being interpreted, a compass; and the Lord prepared it.
39 And behold, there cannot any man work after the manner of so curious a workmanship. And behold, it was prepared to show unto our fathers the course which they should travel in the wilderness.
40 And it did work for them according to their faith in God; therefore, if they had faith to believe that God could cause that those spindles should point the way they should go, behold, it was done; therefore they had this miracle, and also many other miracles wrought by the power of God, day by day.
41 Nevertheless, because those miracles were worked by small means it did show unto them marvelous works. They were slothful, and forgot to exercise their faith and diligence and then those marvelous works ceased, and they did not progress in their journey;  (Alma 37:38)
43 And now, my son, I would that ye should understand that these things are not without a shadow; for as our fathers were slothful to give heed to this compass (now these things were temporal) they did not prosper; even so it is with things which are spiritual.
44 For behold, it is as easy to give heed to the word of Christ, which will point to you a straight course to eternal bliss, as it was for our fathers to give heed to this compass, which would point unto them a straight course to the promised land.
45 And now I say, is there not a type in this thing? For just as surely as this director did bring our fathers, by following its course, to the promised land, shall the words of Christ, if we follow their course, carry us beyond this vale of sorrow into a far better land of promise.
46 O my son, do not let us be slothful because of the easiness of the way; for so was it with our fathers; for so was it prepared for them, that if they would look they might live; even so it is with us. The way is prepared, and if we will look we may live forever. (Alma 37:43-45)
  • Our Heavenly Father in His love has provided us a means whereby we can return to His presence.
  • We must regularly feast on the words of Christ and check our personal spiritual orientation against them.  (Not nibbling from sample plates at the store.)
  • There are landmarks or indicators which help us maintain the proper course and which, if we will look, demonstrate the reliability and consistent nature of the words of Christ and the wisdom of heeding them.
o   Do we have greater peace, happiness, contentment in our lives?
o   Do we feel confident in approaching our Heavenly Father through regular prayer?
o   Do we find substantial spiritual nourishment through the daily study of His word?
o   Do we have increased strength and capacity to resist evil and keep God’s commandments?
o   Are we able to Recognize God’s hand in our lives manifest miraculously in small and simple ways?
o   Are the promised spiritual and temporal blessings of obedience evident in our lives?
I bear witness that these things are true.  In contrast, I further witness that what the world offers is neither reliable in direction nor consistent in function and will never lead us back to God.  However, if we will simply invest our faith, heed, and diligence in the Words of Christ they will with a surety “tell [us] all things what ye should do” and carry us beyond this vale of sorrow into a far better land of promise.”

Sunday, March 6, 2016

Parker's Sick Birthday






 Since he had strep throat, we blew his candles out for him.  He gets his wish!






Tuesday, March 1, 2016

Since you've been gone... February 29, 2016

...light bulb!

This was Aleah's pick.

From Mom February 28, 2016 Thus concludes birthday season

Sunday, February 28, 2016

Dear Riley,

I’m just ready to exhale, after I finish this letter, as birthday season concludes. Oh my goodness I felt so tightly strung today. Parker has been really sick since Friday evening. Really he’s been ill for weeks (read sinus infection) but he’s gotten along, you know like I do. But Friday night he came down with a hot fever and a headache and his lymph nodes were swollen and tender. Cambry and I tried our best to help him feel better. He felt somewhat improved Saturday morning (his birthday) but he tanked pretty quickly. So though we did his birthday breakfast yesterday, we suspended his dinner so he could enjoy it.

This morning I took him to the after hours pediatrician and he had both strep throat and a sinus infection, plus a little ear infection. Hurrah! Antibiotics have started kicking in and he’s lively, sitting with AS and CW and Grandma and Grandpa P telling his life story from a bottle of questions Grandma brought over. Yesterday he and C went on a long walk (wisdom?) and then late last night C and M came over really late last night with a sweet gift bag for him. I think that made his day.

Really Parker’s birthday has spanned three days because he asked us to take him to Tucano’s for a birthday experience gift Friday for lunch. It was delightful and I’m grateful he didn’t get sick until that night. Parker’s going to counseling again and faithfully taking his medication and he’s doing much better emotionally. We are looking at schools for the fall and trying to make plans. It occurred to me that he doesn’t have to take the AP exams, no real reason to feel that pressure, though he’ll probably take the English one because he scores really well in English always. We’ll see how it all pans out. It’s kind of like having a first child again because everything is new when you look at new schools.

Monday I had to clean up the aftermath from Elise’s birthday and all the time away the day before. It took all morning just consistent effort. My visiting teachers were coming and I finished by vacuuming the front room and the vacuum started stinking and acting stressed, but thankfully I was mosty finished with the front room. I cleaned off the beater brush only to realize the end was seized up and the brush needed to replaced AGAIN. That’s four brushes in two years, $100. So Thursday when I had K for music class I set out finding one. But I ended up buying a Orek vacuum cleaner instead because it was on closeout for 50% off, about what I’d paid for the one a couple years ago. It really cleans well and everything is covered for seven years, so I suppose all’s well that ends well.

My mom and L came down to tour the Provo City Temple Open house Friday afternoon. It was really nice to be with them for a while. Grandma is still recovering from her hip surgery. I got to see M and L as well and that was nice because I don’t feel like I’ve spent enough time with my family lately. The problem is I don’t know how I’m going to get more in.

After everyone left, I wanted a bike for a date (the weather was just b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l), but the tandem is in the shop. So Dad borrowed Parker’s bike and I rode Elise’s and we set out. It just isn’t as much fun. But don’t get me wrong, it was still fun.

Dad’s been preparing for tomorrow’s picture all week. Not to create too much suspense… but, it’s gonna be great! But I really like how this week’s came out.

Dad asked me to give a report on your mission earlier in the week. But it never made it to the hottest fire and every time he reminded me I had forgotten… :D. And the two hours I’d planned to do it this morning was eaten up by the doctor and pharmacy visit. I felt so unprepared. But as I read through your letters back from last summer to present, I was pleased with your mission. I loved going back through and reading the testimony you share through your letters. I could feel the love that has developed within you for the people. And though I know you get somewhat discouraged that you’re not seeing big changes week to week, you have made a big impact in a few lives. You have found and taught and brought to the waters of baptism a few precious souls. That is no small thing. But most importantly, you’ve honed your listening skills for the Holy Ghost. That will be a gift to you all your life long.

Additionally, I read an article in the Feb Ensign, Only Two Baptisms? A mission president was telling his conversion story as a nine-year-old boy in Nebraska. One of his missionaries recognized his mission president’s missionary’s name as his grandfather. His grandfather had felt that his mission was kind of a waste because he only had two baptisms. But after this boy joined, his family joined and both he and his brother served missions. Their sons served missions. And here he was as a mission president. It’s no stretch to say hundreds have been brought to the faith through that one missionary’s efforts. Don’t ever get discouraged, son. You can’t measure the impact your efforts will have from your current perspective.

I love the gospel of Jesus Christ. I am not by any means perfect living it. And I’m certainly a work in progress in comprehension. But my appreciation constantly increases for the enabling power of Christ in my life. There is no part of my life that it doesn’t bless.

I love you. I hope you have a great week. Can’t wait to hear about last week.

Love,
Mom

From Dad February 28, 2016

Sunday, February 28, 2016

Re: Letter 63 of 3

Dear Riley:

Another week just clocked by and we’re finely out of the birthday months. Parker turned 18 yesterday but the whole event was somewhat anticlimactic. He wanted an experience for his birthday so chose Tucanos for lunch on Friday. Leadelle, Parker, Josie, and I had a great time and ate a hair past the comfort zone. Later that evening Parker was complaining about not feeling well. He had a fever and sore throat and basically felt like garbage all day Saturday. On account of this, the birthday celebration was spread over two days. We had Goldenrod Eggs on sourdough English muffins for Saturday breakfast, and Shrimp Scampi, Asparagus, and sourdough bread for dinner tonight. Your mother took Parker in for a strep culture which came back positive, so now he’s on antibiotic. At least we know what we’re dealing with.

The weather has been simply beautiful and crocuses are up in the flowerbeds. The bees are out and I feel a little bad knowing mine would be out too if they had been able to survive another 3 ½ weeks. The buds on the fruit trees are swelling and I’m already feeling driven by pruning, dormant oil spray, and early planting. There’s always more to be done than can reasonably be accomplished, but my outdoor goals this summer include a window well and fill dirt for the hole in front, drip irrigation for the front flower beds, installing solar powered landscape lighting in the garden, and installing at least one more cement planter box.

We had another special Ward Council today on some follow up Sabbath Day observance training. This was under the direction of the First Presidency and went nearly two hours. Accordingly we held in the Schroeder’s home because it provided a better setting for an extended meeting. The training and discussion throughout brought a wonderful spirit and made me so grateful for the gospel and the good members within my auxiliaries; truly some of the finest people I know. Before getting into the training, we covered a few items of concern in the Ward. Among these was concern for the widows and widowers. I mentioned that one recent widow had expressed gratitude for the outpourings of love in her behalf, but brought attention to something perhaps only the lonely can truly appreciate. When well intentioned people bring by food, it can also be a reminder to the recipient that they are alone as they eat it by themselves. Many would much rather be invited to eat in a home filled with friends and family. One individual present was a widower who just broke down as the truth of this statement struck home. My heart went out to this good brother as I realized just how lonely so many of the members are, and felt a little bad that some of my efforts in their behalf were potentially making the loneliness more difficult to bear. I’ve resolved to do things a little differently in the future.

Your mother gave a missionary report today in sacrament meeting and did a fine job. I think the last time she reported on your progress you had only been in Thailand for a couple months. I thought back on all the experiences you’ve shared and all the progress you’ve made and considered how remarkable a mission truly is. We pray for the family you’re teaching to stay the course and make it to the waters of baptism. Your mother recently read a sweet story of a mission president who was baptized by the grandfather of one of his missionaries. Every member of his family had eventually joined the church and stayed active. He and his brother served missions, his boys went on to serve missions and now he was influencing many other missionaries as a mission president. The missionary’s grandfather had always felt a little bad that he had only baptized two people on his mission, but the impact of just one of these conversions was immeasurable.

We’re planning an epic picture for tomorrow. I can’t tell you what it is, but the creative process involved was pretty enjoyable. I’ve got to get up early for work to free up some extra time later in the evening so this won’t be a very long letter. At any rate, we love you so much, are so pleased with your work, and hope you never forget how the hand of the Lord was manifest time and again throughout your mission.

Love,
Dad