Updates and Stuff

Thank you Jadi for your beautiful blog this past weekend. You inspire me!! We know how much special effort you and Spencer are expending in your family these days. I am constantly asked how little Clare is and I have decided that my only answer is that, she is doing great. Although she does not yet sit up, roll over or act as independent as other 10 month old children, she certainly can win my heart with her sweet little smile and occasional giggle. The other night I watched her father bend over her, exert some effort to catch her attention (which is a challenge) then say to her; "Hello my Sweets, how was your day?". Of course it had the expected emotional effect on me and on little Clare; both big smiles.

Last Friday morning, I had an eight year old and a six year old climb up on my knee and just visit for about 1/2 hour. We are blessed with remarkable children who are raising sugar, spice, everything nice, snakes, snails and puppy dog tails and for all that we are so grateful. I liked Mark's comments about the prospect of their having a new addition to their family, he said; "well, we sure like the ones we've got".

The Raymond Project

Things are winding up slowly but surely. Our friend, Wayne Eakett has spent the past 8 - 10 weeks doing finishing work on site. He has become a friend through this project as he has cared deeply about his work. Painters are putting final colors in now, cabinets are starting to go in next week. The exterior needs final stucco and is in the process of getting the rock front. Here are a couple of the latest photos.

As I was driving to Raymond the other day, the fellow who is putting on the rock called me to confirm an appointment. He impressed me when he asked if he could pick me up a hot chocolate or something. This fellow seemed familiar and imagine his surprise when he told me that his name was Josh Prepchuk and I promptly gave him a good, solid punch on the shoulder. (I need to remember that these young guys could probably deck me.) Josh and his folks lived right next door to us when he was running around in diapers. We have very fond memories of Ken, Sandy and their family.

The frustration of building is the inability of sub-trades to meet deadlines and the need to get "in the queue" each time we need something done. Painters have said they will finish this week, we will get the rough cabinetry so that the countertops can be exact. My intent through this whole process is to ensure that the people who are working on our house leave wanting to do business with us once more. I am in need of patience. (On that same note, I hope that Cahoons continue to be as understanding as they appear to be.)

The Plan

It appears that we will be hosting Christmas this year and that we will have a houseful of kids. GREAT. Bring it on!!

Happy Thanksgiving to the south.

Autumn Update

Days tick by and things happen. Where does time go? Only a few short years ago, my father, on his 65th birthday, indicated that time had slipped by so fast. As only a 29 year old can understand, I remember thinking, "is he crazy, he's had a great life". That was almost 30 years ago and the passage of time is picking up speed. I understand his sentiment and want to crowd memories into minutes.

For the past 3 autumn trips, I have driven to Palm Desert, while She Who Adores Me, has flown down, then ridden back. The first year, Mike G. rode down with me and we had a great time golfing in Utah, then checking out Laughlin, NV. (Save your money, it's old and so are most of the habituants.) For the past 2 years, I have travelled alone and cherish a little alone time. I think that I could drive for 2 days and never turn on the radio, just enjoying my own thoughts and the drive.

Anyway, Gerry flew to San Jose to spend a few days with Carly and Jesse in their new home and I journeyed alone.

Day One, I spent in Raymond attending to housing duties with a late afternoon departure to Cahoon's cabin in Polson, MT. Their home in Polson is exactly what a cabin should be; not too elaborate and very tight and comfortable. For a day and a half, we talked house stuff, went to some cabinet makers and show homes and got our heads around their project. I am grateful for their forbearance as progress is tedious but we are grinding it out. Drew managed to drag me, kicking and screaming to play 9 holes of golf at the Polson GC. Mostly we talked as I marvelled at his most excellent, although somewhat screwy mind.

Day Three, my goal was Salt Lake City, an 8 hour drive. Somehow, the car swerved off the road at Anaconda, the site of The Old Works Golf Course and before you could say, "if you want to play golf, there is a twosome on the first tee", I was off for a very enjoyable 4 hours with 2 Montana good old boys. What did it matter if I arrived in SLC at 4:00 p.m. or at 9:00?

The stream that cuts Old Works off from the world.
It is world class.

3 great days of golf in Utah with Tommy and Rory. (Alright 2 great days and one forgettable one). The new Sand Hollow Golf Resort in Hurricane, UT is going to be a winner. Check out some of the photos. I enjoyed a 3 hour visit with Kristen, our next door neighbor and a champion. She is a klutz, though and I wasn't all that surprised to see her hand all wrapped up. She is prone to pratfalls and had walked into a post earlier in the day, breaking a bone in her hand.

Sand Hollow Golf Resort. A winner!

Creme de la creme was the week in Palm Desert. We had a crowd this year. Jesse and Carly came down for Friday and Saturday nights, Princes, as always, were there, Goodrows were already at their home in Desert Hot Springs and the Doug and Nancy Jacksons and Harry and Susan Karchs' made up the complete guest list. It was hot!!! Temperatures were in the 104 - 107 F. with very little overnight relief. I felt like we almost lost most of the men in the extreme heat. It seems that riding on a golf cart, hitting a little white ball, with lots of clothes on does have some effects.

We barbequed, ate out, shopped (and shopped), sat by and in the pools, checked out the markets, went to church, played a few games, sweltered and time went by way too fast. We'll do it again (and again, I hope).

On the return leg, we had geared up to attend a reunion with people that I had served an LDS mission with in 1970 - 1972. It was marvelous, although most of the attendees hardly looked like they might have once been 19 years old. This mug shot is reminiscent of me at that time.

In actuality, the reunion was very emotional for me, people remember only the best about each other, we forgive imperfection and want the very best. I visited with many former companions and love them for their goodness.

Our adventures home continued with us picking up a U-Haul truck in Missoula, MT, then bringing home a load of appliances and stuff for our projects.

This photo is a candid of our guest of honor on Sunday past. We have so much for which to give thanks, we are overwhelmingly blessed. SWAM is the best at putting on a great feast on these special occasions. And lastly, who is this little girl that we are seeing more of?

Summer's a Waning!

My now grown, previously ankle biting children have almost all posted, ergo, I need to put something up.  Hope it will be reasonably coherent. Summer is winding down, perhaps some pics to stimulate the memory.

Kent F., one of my great golf partners invited me to

join him up at Kananaskis.  thanks Kent.

Summer has been a great learning experience

in the construction field.  Our front door is hung

and painting is taking place.  (The garage is all 

painted ....below.)

I shouldn't teach my gk's bad habits, but darn

they are cute.  Little Cooper slides up next to

me and whispers; "tiny bit" or "sleep over".

Sammy bravely showed the kids excessive

bravery in letting the cockatiel sit on 

his arm.

And of course, we had a great family reunion, again.

We're off to the desert in a few days.  We seem to do so every year about this time and it is a wonderful recharge and a great way to celebrate our nuptials, oh so many years ago.  We'll have a movement of people going with us and I look so forward to it.  I'll report on that new adventure soon.

Until that time......

Happy Birthday Dude!!

26 years ago today, after touring Edmonton's west end golf courses, a quiet, little guy entered our lives. He has always been very tender (not that he would have us tell you that) and doesn't like change.

We love him, respect him and enjoy him as our room mate.

Happy Birthday Andrew.

House Update as Promised

The Raymond projects and they are now multiple are moving along.  Our house has drywall hung and taped, the outside is ready for some finish stucco. 

We have opted to blanket the house with foam and have used the highest quality insulation we could find.  A driveway is scheduled to be poured this week.  We will be coating the house with a first coat of paint this week, then turning it over to finishers for almost 2 months. It has been my style to give the sub-trades ample time to do their work, giving them almost exclusive use of the house.

There are other projects under way and we will report on them later.

ttfn.

My Brother the Bishop

Today my brother was released as a Bishop in the Latter-day Saint faith.  He has served with distinction for more than 5 years in a 100% voluntary position. While carrying on in his position as a business owner and entrepreneur, Doug has willingly given up to 50 hours each week serving the Latter-day Saints (Mormons) up in Sherwood Park.  

Working with a voluntary staff, it is easier to sometimes just do it yourself rather than scour for a willing soul and that method has been Doug's style. Recently he had 2 widows; one needing a place to live, the other happy to have her move in but not having the proper space to accommodate her. Doug rallied the troops and totally renovated her basement.  His style was to put on work clothes and make his way over to the project almost every free minute, giving leadership by doing to ensure the project was complete in short order.

Anyone who knows Doug, knows that he has a busy family. Nancy has supported her husband by understanding the needs of the ward and has willingly managed many of the social activities of their very active family. Theirs is a home that almost always has children, grandchildren and friends bustling about.

Our family knows from experience that these types of callings, and they are callings, are time consuming and all encompassing but they are also rewarding and bring the family together.  We are proud of Bishop Doug and say to him; well done thou good and faithful servant.

Jackson Family Reunion

The Jackson Family annual reunion just wrapped up and, in spite of a house that is still spinning, a lawn that will take months to recover, a hot tub that continues to have interesting hues, we have preserved great memories. We combined our annual get together with a celebration of Grandma Child's birthday. (It was a milestone!!)

Perhaps pictures will best tell the story:

The older grand kids and grandma and grandpa

waved down the local C-Train and made an excursion

to downtown Calgary.

The destination was the top of the "Muffin" as

the Ehlert girls have dubbed it. Many others call

it The Calgary Tower. Grandpa, Grandma and Anna

were all freaked looking out the glass floor.

A little rest stop in the lobby of the Palliser Hotel,

a treat at McDonalds and we returned to a great

weiner roast and campfire.

What could be more fun than some quiet

games to fill the evening. Kristy and Andrew

entertain the hordes with some "Rock Band".

A little bit of Bickering and Complaining (the card game) was constantly 

in order. Jadi and a very peaceful Clare check out her hand.

Saturday morning the boys went golfing and the
girls attempted to go the Calgary Zoo but were
turned away by the crowds of people who had
similar thoughts. The next best thing was a trip
to the Pet Store, where anyone brave enough
had a bird climb up their arm. On the way home,
Max said to Sol; "Hand" and this was the result.

Spencer Jackson and Kelsie Ehlert entertain

themselves at the computer.

Saturday night was the big Fete. Grandma's birthday

and dinner for an army. Barb is with Tanner Still,

his girlfriend Niki, his sister Karen and husband Rob Ferguson.

My credit card and bank account might never

recover as we prepared a mighty meal of lobster,

crab, shrimp and an exciting new creation; the Paella.

Gerry presides over the creation of her first paella,

a creation of tomato paste, rice, shrimp, mussels,

scallops and much more.

Denise and Kristy assist with the heavy mixing.

Have a look at the final result.

Not only beautiful to look at, it was better than you can imagine. We'll do it again!!!

In answer to the question already posed, we fed 33.

Grandpa bought a used jumper about 4 years ago.

We call it Ellie, cuz it is a great big Elephant.

Here he thought that he might sneak into it and have

a little rest. Not likely!!

Uncle Lee devised a great game that creates

chaos in the jumper and cleans it and the participants at

the same time. It involves lots of baby shampoo and water.

Thanks Lee for spending so much time with all the kids.

After the jumper, the kids needed a bath er

hot tub. Uncle Lee was the lifeguard, only having to pull

Sol up from a face down position once.

Cooper manifests the copious amounts of great food

that we consumed (and wore).

Grandma and Addison inspect the bandage

on Addie's little finger. Our grandchildren adore

Nana Childs. She spends a lot of time on the deck

with them.

This was our little Clare's first reunion.

She is full of miracles. We hope for many,

many more. Sunday morning, Spencer

took little Clare in her arms and then surrounded

by 12 grandpas, dads and brothers gave her a

name and a blessing. It was a very touching moment.

And finally, thank you children for the love and support that you give one another. We are blessed and my faith is strengthened by each of you. Thank you to our friends for their great support. My next post will be an update on our Raymond project (s).

Her Teacher Says She is Very Good!!

Gerry has always had an artist's eye. As we drive down the road, I will see roadsides that are brown or green and she will pick out and name the flowers in the ditches. Her garden (in a neighborhood of good gardeners) always has admirers stopping to ask what this is or that might be. Her gardens blossom with color and variety. Her ability to create with her hands is amazing.

For years, she has wanted to paint and this year has taken classes to learn to do so. Her teacher says she is very good. (We had dinner with them tonight.)

VLM asked me to post Gerry's pictures. I apologize for the poor presentation. I placed them on the table and took photos to do the posting. We will frame both of these pictures.

This is a water color she did earlier this year.

Anyone who has travelled with us to Palm Desert will know that this 2nd painting is a favorite scene of mine. The photos that inspired this water color piece are taken just inside the gates of Marriott Desert Springs Villas. (I think it is supposed to be a Father's Day gift, but I am showing it to you early.)

We are impressed with our In House Artist Laureate.

The Promised Comparison of the Tropics.

As promised a review of Mexico vs. Hawaii and time shares vs. all inclusives. One bite at a time, however.

Firstly, a summary of our vacation to Mexico and some editorial comments on our trip.

With the added stress of the past few months, an executive decision was made that a bit of a break was needed. Kristy and Lee were booked into our Lawai Beach timeshare, so the thought of a quick trip to Kauai was not to be. The Edmonton Jacksons had planned a trip to Mexico, (a favorite place for them, by the way) and we opted to follow along.

The Jacksons were booked into an All-Inclusive Resort in Bucerias, Mex., called the Puerto Vallarta Palladium. The resort is touted as 4 1/2 stars (more about that later).

We found that by watching Sell Off Vacations that the price fluctuated and we were able to secure a 2 week vacation, including airfare, accomodation, all-inclusive and taxes for just over $3000. No doubt that the ability to make late plans reduced the costs of the trip.

Leaving on April 19 in the middle of a significant snow storm was poetic. The roads were almost impassable as we made our way to the airport and we had to wait on the plane for almost an hour in order to get a push back as so many people had been unable to make it to work. We treated ourselves to a "Club Class" upgrade so we were able to go to the front of the line for check in, sit in roomier seats and had an excellent meal on board. Very nice!!

First impressions of Mexico were the hordes of sales people lining the aiport in Puerto Vallarta. We felt like we were running through a gauntlet of gremlins who chirped away asking us to look at them. The salespeople in Mexico are motivated far greater than most you meet in Canada or the States. They are paid to set up timeshare presentations, get reservations at restaurants, cruises, tours, limo rides to resorts, etc. Some of them acted officious, asking us if they could check our bag tags for security purposes. Fortunately we had been told to bypass them and look for Air Transat personnel.

A lesson learned is not to take the internet at face value. The Palladium is 45 minutes to an hour outside of Puerto Vallarta and very dated. The rooms were musty and the beds were terrible, in fact, the box springs were concrete. The bathtub had a crack down the middle of it and it felt like you were stepping on mush when you entered to shower. (We didn't even think about a bath.) Our room had a great view of the ocean, only somewhat obscured by trees. The in-room fridge kept the pop and water and tepid plus one or two degrees, only.

The all-inclusive part is an interesting concept. It simplifies the eating decisions, offers some variety but invites the party hounds to abuse the system and make themselves nuisances. The food at the Palladium was good but repetitive. Breakfasts were probably the best meals of the day as there was an option for omelet, scrambled eggs, pancakes or french toast. (The french toast became a favorite of the group.) All-inclusives usually offer an a la carte option for certain meals and we were offered 4 options for the 2 weeks. The a la cartes we chose were the beach bar-b-que (2 times, it was good), japanese (mexicans cooking japanese, think about it) and mexican (good choice).

I was offended by the drunks that populated the pool and the resort. There were a number of Canadian university students who had finished their exams and were letting loose. As the cost of booze is included in the all-inclusive, there was very little limit to the amounts consumed. The pools became noisy in the afternoons as inhibitions were set aside.

The weather for the 2 weeks was stunning. Each day there was a little breeze that took the heat of the sun. The beach at the Palladium is rock-strewn and unfriendly, so we took our sun by the pools.

As a card carrying member of the easily bored, it was difficult to just lay about, so we made the executive decision to rent a car.  This decision was made only after riding on 2 buses; one piloted by a NASCAR wannabe and the other by a hearing impaired, high octane mexican rap music lover. The rental car was great, we actually extended it as it gave us a whole bunch of mobile freedom.

Of course, being the seasoned traveling veterans that we are, the first thing we did is go scope out Costco and Walmart.  Prices in both these stores are very similar to their United States counterparts.  It begged the question how the stores can succeed with the levels of poverty that exist in Mexico.  We experienced a wonderful night on the Malicon (a concrete boardwalk along the ocean in Puerto Vallarta).  I was flooded with memories (having served an LDS mission to Guatemala all those many years ago) as I watched the families make their way along the walk. The latin americans are close knit as families and at no time, did we feel uncomfortable or threatened although GDNJ is paranoid by nature.

We found a wonderful beach town about an hour north of PV called Sayulita.  If you can imagine a movie setting for a surf show, imagine Sayulita.  It is a quaint little Mexican village with a spectacular water front, small surf repeatedly pushing on shore.  It was in Sayulita that GDNJ found herself being bowled over by an eensy weensy wave about 1 1/2 feet high.  She was stuck in about 9 inches of water, not able to regain her footing as the little waves repeatedly knocked her over.  Actually, quite hilarious. Sayulita is the type of community that would attract someone who wanted to rent a mid-term accommodation and enjoy some serious down time.  It may very well be the next hot spot in Mexico.

Alright now my feelings about Mexico vs. Hawaii.  We were a little jaundiced by the 2nd rate accommodations but really liked Mexico.  We will go back, however, we love Hawaii.  We would rate Hawaii significantly ahead of Mexico only because we (I) are easily bored.  We love the freedom of being able to hop in a car and without regard for anything, go anywhere we want on the islands.  We are particularly fond of Kauai and look forward to our bi-annual visits to the lovely south coast.  Our plan is to experience the Mayan Riviera in the future but continue to look forward to our polynesian paradise.

A Promise of A Post

New post coming early next week comparing mexico and hawaii.  love it in mexico, have found some favorite places, the people rock but hawaii, it is really like going to paradise.

Sorry for the way it looks but internet service is lousy.  And yes, I am going cold turkey on Monday to lose a bunch of weight.

Lessons I Have Recently (RE) Learned..

Tonight, I will meander about, ruminating on lessons that I am learning. I will try to keep on task but being as A.D.D. as I am, please grant me some allowance.

Things I Have Learned From My Grandchildren

1. As long as you can plug your nose, Grandpa can get real close and speak right in your face.
2. A dirty face is only upsetting to adults.
3. Just like a little green under the nose is perfectly acceptable.
4. Hats can be worn frontwards, sideways or pulled down tight so that you have to cock your head back in order to see.
5. Always allow an extra few minutes after removing your socks to carefully check between each toe.
6. Grand Dads make great monkey bars.
7. Games end way too quickly!
8. Princesses are a state of mind.
9. Make-up is fun to wear.
10. When you are going to hug, make it count.
11. You see; hugs heal.
12. Accidents happen.
13. Puppies are cool but really scary.
14. Pancakes are a great way to start every day.
15. Redundancy in soothers and bottles is a must.
16. Nothing is more peaceful that a sleeping child.
17. If you have nothing to say on the phone, hang up.
18. An open door invites escape.
19. If you are going for a walk, why go in a straight line?
20. No matter where you are, if someone tries to turn off Treehouse, it will be noticed.
21. The more tired you are, the funnier silly stuff is.
22. Chocolate makes a holiday great.
23. Strawberries are a Heavenly Gift.
24. and finally, for today, Mommies and Daddies are the best.

Other Things I Have Learned.

1. Never pay retail.
2. A mother's love knows no bounds.
3. Winters are depressing and Spring is refreshing.
4. A brisk walk is healing.
5. Things will work out.
6. Life is better if there is something to look forward to.
7. It feels good to give.
8. Parents love to hear from kids, anytime, even if it is the middle of the night.
9. Along the same line, parents naturally worry.
10. Family is soothing.
11. Friends are a valuable commodity.
12. 36 years is just a good start.
13. Putting on weight is more fun than taking it off.
14. Prayers are heard and they are answered.

There is much more, but for today, this is a good start.

Dear Jadi

A mighty wind blew night and day.
It stole the oak tree's leaves away,
Then snapped its boughs and pulled its bark.

Until the oak was tired and stark.
But still the oak tree held its ground
While other trees fell all around.

The weary wind gave up and spoke,
"How can you still be standing Oak?"
The Oak tree said,

"I know that you
Can break each branch of mine in two,
Carry every leaf away,

But I have roots, stretched in the earth,
Growing stronger since my birth.
You'll never touch them

For you see,
They are the deepest part of me.
Until today, I wasn't sure

Of just how much I could endure.
But now I've found with thanks to you,
I'm stronger than I ever knew."

(thanks to Hallmark and the CC RS.)

Grandad's Muse

Please allow me to muse a little this evening. As is obvious I have not chosen to blog these past couple of weeks as Clare's parents have done a masterful job of keeping us each apprised of every little bit of progress in Clarita's life http://fourjacksons.blogspot.com/

Each day brings new challenges and so much progress. We have no idea what the future holds for Clare yet we have great faith and hope that it is brilliant. I, on the other hand, have learned so much these past 5 1/2 weeks.

Firstly: I am a witness to the immediate and sacrificial love of good parents. I am thrilled with Clare's Mom and Dad and impressed that they have been selected to bring such sweet spirits into this life as they have. Anna, Cooper and Clare are so fortunate to have the kind, patient and sweet parents that they do.

Jadi has set up a 24/7 watch at the hospital. Last night, the eve of their 10th anniversary, she arranged that Aunt Carly watch Clare while she and her sweetheart took time out to go for dinner. The other day we spirited her away for an hour and had a bite to eat close to the "Children's". Otherwise, Spencer brings her clean clothes, she speaks with Anna and Cooper on the phone every day, patiently listening to their stories and noises. Anna will speak with Jadi for 2o minutes at a time and Jadi waits until her little girl exhausts every aspect of her day and then coaches her on what she might do to help Grandma, Auntie and Cooper.

Last Saturday night things were grim. There had been many sleepless nights. Spencer had been late at the hospital on Friday night and then headed up there very, very early Saturday morning to spell off Jadi. They were finding that Clare slept better if they rocked her almost all the time. Saturday evening Spencer went to the hospital and held Clare until 5:00 on Sunday morning, returned home for a few hours sleep and then back to their bedside.

Only a couple of days ago, after asking permission to bring in a more comfortable chair, did the hospital staff indicate that they could find a lounge chair for them. Every bit of progress is being recognized, documented and celebrated. Clare's success at drinking has us all enthused.

Second: People really care!! It has been such a wonderful experience to feel the concern that friends and strangers have had for the welfare of Clare. People of all faiths have lifted up their hearts in prayer, pleading with a kind Father in Heaven that miracles will continue to bless this princess. I have been stopped by strangers who have asked for an update on her progress.

The numbers of people who read the Jackson's Blog is amazing. The sweet, sweet comments that are left, uplift and support this fragile family at a tough time. Buddies, tough old hockey playing, downhill racing, fast driving guys have wept with Spencer and prayed for Jadi.

Obviously Spencer's new business has taken a hit but I would like to thank State Farm and his associates for stepping up to the plate. I will take a minute to throw a plug in, as he needs a break and could use your support. Take the time to get them to give you a quote. There are many of you who have already supported him. thanks!! http://spencerjackson.ca/

Third: The medical personnel really care. The staff at the Foothills Hospital were absolutely unbelievable in their delivery of first rate help and their support of the family. We witnessed them take hours to describe Clare's condition and answer multitudes of questions. They continue to receive awesome support at the Alberta Children's Hospital. You know, many times we take medical care for granted. We complain about long waits and shortages but we've received the very best.

Fourth: Family is fantastic. You know, almost the first person to comment on the new blogs is Jen Richards. It is a thrill to me that Jadi can call her Mom out in Okotoks at 3, 4 or 5 in the morning and have a Mother's knowledgeable advice instantly there. The other day, after a very difficult night, knowing that her husband had only had a couple of hours sleep, Jadi turned to her Dad and invited him to the hospital to pronounce Priesthood blessings. Our Carly came home for a visit with family. Her first time home since her marriage last August. She has, delightedly cared for Anna and Cooper almost the whole time. Brothers, sisters, grandmas, grandpas, aunts, uncles and cousins; you are amazing. If I leave anyone out, please excuse me. I am so grateful to you all.

Fifth: A few years ago, one of our Church leaders spoke on the Tender Mercies of the Lord. He recommended that we count our blessings each and every day, that, if we take the time to do so, we will see the Lord's hand in our lives in countless ways all the time. We believe in miracles and have poured our hearts out to Heaven. Miracles have happened almost routinely. The Miracle of the Cooling Blanket is one of amazing proportion. Clare's progress is steady and sure. It will be months and maybe years before we understand her full, physical and mental potential but the fact that she is here and so beautiful, is a testament to your prayers being answered. Please continue to pray for ongoing heavenly outpourings.

Now I apologize for the length of the post, but I am overwhelmed. I do believe that Heaven is aware of Clare's needs, I understand that not all God's children will be blessed with all faculties in this life but hold out great hope for Clare's future. She has the best parents. They have proven their love.

Thank you, each of you, from a grateful grandad....

She's Our Valentine!!

Today marks 22 years since that cold winter day in Edmonton. It has always been special to have our own little valentine. Happy Birthday darlin'.

True Grit

Today, I spent the afternoon with 2 of my favorite women, who manifest "true grit" in the real John Wayne fashion. Now let me characterize true grit as it is defined by these 2 ladies.

I was fortunate enough to get tagged to drive today. Driving means that you get to go up to the hospital, go through the security of the unit clerk, hang your stuff in a weeny little locker, then wash your hands thoroughly up to the elbows. After doing the preliminaries and assuming that you make it into the ICU without scaring too many nursing mothers, whose primary concerns are not their modesty, it is cool time.

The first true grit candidate is only 23 days old. How is it that she can even qualify for John Wayne status, you ask? Just by being here!! Numerous medical personnel have told us of the valiant struggle that Clare went through to live the first few days. The first 3 days of her life were indeed full of miracles. The correct decisions on urgent care were made over and over again. Her outlook is unknown; time will be the proof of her abilities. Today, as I held her in my arms, I couldn't help but be overwhelmed with her strength. She has fought through a potentially disabling stroke, has almost lost her little arm to ugly, festering sores. The arm alone is obviously painful and her recovery from that is ongoing but promising. Every once in a while today, her little eyes would open and she would quietly let out a whimper. She has manifest great determination. We hope for much, much more.

We want little Clare to continue to amaze. We pray for her recovery. We are all grateful that she is here. I am reminded that it is so important to pray that our children will safely arrive.

My other special lady shared the miracle of birth with this, our 10th grandchild. Jadi is a magnificent example of persistent, loving motherhood. She has sacrificed her recovery from major surgery to be at Clare's side for many, many hours each and every day. Each night, when she comes home from the hospital, she is totally spent. Her emotions and physical strength long departed. She has suffered serious infection from the surgery, yet is pushing herself to nurse her little one and provide time with Anna and Cooper.

My head bows in gratitude for Jadi. I am so thankful that Clare has come to their home, she has the best Mom and the best Dad. My advice to to my dear daughter-in-law is that she needs to take some time to heal. We need her at her best.

One of my heroes of the week is son, Spencer. He is even tempered and kind to his other very needy children. We know they are both exhausted. Anna and Cooper are proving to be very understanding and easy to hang out with.

Thank you to all who are lifting their loads. May God bless this family.

Many Thanks and My Goof!!

Grandma J. and Clare cuddling.

I always hesitate to say too much because Spencer and Jadi are saying it so well on their blog. http://fourjacksons.blogspot.com/ Nevertheless, I want to make a few observations about the experience we are having.

Jadi and Spencer are such great parents. Already, their immense love for little Clare is so apparent. Last night Spencer, with tear-filled eyes and charged emotion, spoke of the pain they are feeling for their little sweetheart. Though difficult to understand, some children are tested and simply by looking aroung the Neo-Natal ICU it is apparent that many little ones have their challenges.

We watch these two young parents agonize with each new test and grasp onto all the good news (and there has been much). The most difficult part of this process is that Clare's prognosis is totally unknown and it may be months and/or years until we know how much recovery she will attain. Of course, we are all aware that miracles have happened already and have no reason to expect them not to continue.

At dinner tonight, Jadi was recounting the kindnesses of so many people. It is evident that most people, of all beliefs and backgrounds, have a sense that God is present and that we can call upon His healing hands. They also, invariably, express their intention to offer up prayers for little Clare's recovery. People have overwhelmed us with meals, they line up to offer baby-sitting and rides to the hospital. Spencer's associates are, not only keeping his insurance doors open, but are writing policies for his office. (Consider him for your insurance needs, he can use the help.)

The other day, some of Spencer's pals got together and bought a rather expensive piece of equipment to make Jadi's life simpler. I get calls from crusty, old people from as far away as Utah and New Brunswick, wanting updates.

Thank you to you all.

Now, Kristy will want me to tell this story on myself.

Today, Gerry was at the hospital with Jadi and Clare. We are being buried by a snow storm and I thought it prudent at noon to clear the driveway, in a preventative maintenance kind of way. While outside, I decided that I wanted a burger, (yes, Bernsteins is lurking close by) and went to Chiles at the mall. The burger was great, the Caesar Salad not so and I let my server know that it was old and sour. I had a couple of refills on my pop (2 1/2 to be exact) and declined a dessert. When the young lady brought my bill, I reached in my pocket only to find that I did not have my wallet.

Hmm, should I dine and dash, might they want me to wash dishes. Not sure what to do, I decided that the only option was to talk to the manager. I asked the server if I could speak with the manager and shortly he appeared, very apologetic for the bad Caesar Salad. I assured him that this was not my reason to ask to see him and invited him to sit down. Simply put, I told him that I had forgotten my wallet and wondered if I could call him with my credit card when I got home. He took mercy on me and insisted that he buy my meal, in spite of my protestations that I would return or could call him with my credit card info. Guess where we went for supper tonight, so that I could thank him again and, at least, give him $5.00 for the server. Nice guy, I recommend Chile's at South Center, although recommend you take your wallet.

thanks for YOUR thoughts and prayers; they are still needed.

Isn't She Beautiful!!

What a wonderful opportunity it was today to hold our newest grandchild. I was able to hold and visit with little Clare while her Mom and Dad visited with the medical personnel about her current situation and the prognosis. I am very impressed with the openness of the experts and the time they gave to answer each and every question as best as they were able. These people care about Clare and are doing their level best for each of their charges. We owe them a debt of gratitude. Honestly there are still many unknowns but each day we see progress.

While I held our 10th grand child, I overheard the discussion about strokes and the potential recovery. As we all know, some people recover completely from strokes and some have little improvement. Each situation is different. It will be months and maybe years until we know what potential for recovery Clare has but we are, today, optimistic.

Perhaps it was the aura of a new born but while I held our princess this day, I had the overwhelming feeling that all is well. We are people of faith and we believe that Clare is here with an earthly mission. We are all praying that it will be one of a normal life full of foibles and opportunities but we will take it each day at a time. I already love this little muffin and look forward to my time with her.

As a note, this time will be a period of learning. There will be many lessons taught and some will be re-learned. I am overwhelmingly reminded of the kindness of people. Many of you are calling to check on progress and to lend your support. We are touched by the people that thank both us and Jadi and Spencer for the opportunity to support our family. The empathy shown by other mothers to Jadi is amazing.

Again, for the most up to date information, click here.

She is truly beautiful!!

Clare

Thank you to each of you who check out our journals. It is truly a spiritual time in our lives as Gerry and I pour out our hearts to our Father in Heaven. We recognize that Clare is here on Earth to fulfill His plan for her and we pray that the plan gives us the opportunity to know this little princess as we hoped to.

Each day is a pendulum of highs and lows. We are trying our level best to keep the faith for our dear little granddaughter. Clare's situation continues to be termed "critical". She is still in the neo-natal intensive care unit with greater than one on one care. The primary care nurse told Gerry and Jadi yesterday that Clare's first three days of life were the most difficult she has ever experienced as a nurse, due to the ever changing gravity of her situation. At the same time, her parents are able to hold her, sing to her and cuddle her each day. It is obvious that she has been in pain as she is sensitive to noise and movement.

I think that Spencer's posts are from his heart, that they represent his and Jadi's worries for their little Clare. Thanks for your thoughts.

Clare - Saturday January 26

Once again, I would refer to Spencer and Jadi's Blog, which you can access by just clicking on the colored names.

I expect that we will have many ups and downs over the coming days and weeks. It is our intent to hang onto every bit of positive information that comes our way. Each day that this little princess fights through is a positive sign. The road is, however, significantly uphill. Having said that, Clare is blessed with the best parents possible. Spencer is an eternal optimist, he has buckets of patience and everyone in his presence is made happy. Jadi is not only a teacher by training but one by vocation as well. She is a brilliant individual and we know that Jadi will ensure that Clare will have every possible opportunity to develop.

We don't have any idea why Clare has sufffered so much. The medical personnel are clearly perplexed, they are all striving to find answers to provide treatment options and I admire their efforts.

We are overwhelmed with the kindness of people. Thank you.

On a personal note, I love my family, am grateful for each one of them, admire their genuine love for each other and am honored to see their desires to support Jadi, Spencer, Anna, Cooper and Clare. My heart has been broken, yet I have every belief that we will all be made better by knowing little Clare Jackson.

Clare's News

Tonight is another challenge as another hurdle is presented. Jadi and Spencer have had a consult with a Neurololgist today to review the MRI and it seems our little angel has suffered a major stroke. Please have a look at Spencer and Jadi's Blog for their update.

Thank you for your love and support.

Clare - Our Angel

3 days of emotional highs and lows as we linger on any good news. Our little Clare is absolutely a fighter, we know she has a desire to stay with us and we all look forward to much better days.

Today her blood pressure is closer to normal than it has been. She will be slowly returned to normal body temperatures over the next 24 to 48 hours. Her heart is strong and there is optimism that her little brain is not as badly injured as at first thought. At the same time, we are told that it is likely that Clare has suffered some strokes and we are unsure of the effects therefrom. Good news mixed with bad. Tears and joy!

This morning Clare's big sister Anna announced to us at the breakfast table that Clare is her "best friend".

Thank you for your kind thoughts. Please continue to exercise faith; we are.

Clare Jackson

Our beautiful, tiny and, oh so anticipated Clare Denise Jackson has come into this world but with many challenges. Jadi was rushed into an emergency caesarian section on Sunday morning. For the past two days, this sweet little soul has been fighting a brave fight; her little body had wrapped the umbilical cord into a knot and there was resulting trauma. We don't know the extent of her challenges, however, she is currently in the ICU at the Foothills Hospital in Calgary, kept in a quiet state, with her body's core temperature kept at a lower temperature to stave off swelling. Her little heart is beating far too slow and she has bad sores that are proving almost impossible to control.

She is gorgeous!! Andrew posted pictures on his Facebook.

We are so grateful for Jadi's perception and know that her actions have given her daughter a fighting chance. Thank you Sweetheart for your most competent Motherhood.

Thank you for your kind thoughts. We are people of deep beliefs and would ask your that you exercise your faith and prayers for Clare and for her family. We already love her so much.

THE HOUSE Project.

View from 250 South. Coming along!

January 9, walls up, inside walls framed.

Garage is huge!!

January 15, Trusses almost all up. Windows

to be delivered (by me) in 2 weeks.

As mentioned in prior posts, we have a winter work's project underway. Our Raymond project is 2 months along and progressing very well. In fact, it might be going too fast as we realize that a decision about; if we move, when we move, etc., is in the imminent future.

Anyway, we thought we should make a progress report. SWFM and I returned from a quick trip to the south a couple of hours ago and the pictures (with the roof on) are new today.

We are comparing prices to Calgary, Southern Alberta, Great Falls and China. So far, we have found that Great Falls (and Kalispell) are the clear winners. We haven't seen prices from China yet but anticipate their significant impact on the finishing; kitchen counters, appliances et al.

We're Back!!

Happy New Year to All!!

It was a curious time for our little Carly as we had one last lunch at Cafe Rio in Provo before turning the Avalanche north. On the one hand, we had done as we promised and had spent some time with the Smiths but time passes quickly and it was now time to head home. Carly was smiling and intent on savoring not only the food but also the company but the glazed look in her eyes told another story.

As a sensitive male, I asked her if she felt like crying. Guess what, she did and everyone in the restaurant were witnesses to the feelings she was having as our time together was about to take a sabbatical.

We have had a marvelous, although incredibly differrent Christmas season. Early Christmas Morning saw Andrew, Gerry and Stan pile into a completely full Avalanche, ladened with Christmas gifts, groceries, Carly's personal effects, wedding gifts, golf clubs and some personal effects. First stop was in Lethbridge to track down the Brewertons to exchange a few gifts, have a few hugs and then off to Raymond. (Samuel decided that he would be best served staying with Mom and Dad.) Our stop in Raymond to do the same with the Ehlerts and we were off on our great Christmas Adventure of 2007.

Christmas Dinner was had in a Flying J in Great Falls with the main entree being something called Country Fried Steak. I thought there might be some beef involved but the concensus was that there was some chicken under the heavy batter. Arrival at Carly and Jesse's was about 5 minutes before Christmas Day 2007 was to expire. (5 to midnight) Modern technologies dictated movies by Ipod and by laptop as well as a variety of satellite radio stations made for a quick trip.

As promised it was Kneaders for breakfast on Boxing Day, then off to St. George. Priceline came through with a great Marriott Courtyard, roomy and modern. The Cahoons have purchased a winter home in southern Utah and after a quick trip around the city, we visited with them and Jesse fell in love with the Massage Chair. Of course dinner was at Cafe Rio (a little disappointing, thus the repeat on the return trip to a more favorite location).

It was COLD but that wasn't going to stop the intrepid warriors from venturing out with their sporting weapons to the Ledges Golf Course. I think that I found my limits as the temperature never exceeded 3 degrees C.

Andrew and Jesse perched up on the Ledges.

The gorgeous red rock of Snow Canyon frame

this first Christmas for the Smith Family.

We spent a great week in Palm Desert, see my previous posts to understand my feelings for the desert of California. Weather was decent, shorts were appropriate daytime attire with a couple of forays into the heated outdoor pools and spas. Gerry made sure that she visited the outdoor market a couple of times, introducing Tia to the temptations provided there.

We raced a massive storm home almost beating it through the Monida Pass and arrived on our doorstep at 5:00 a.m. on Saturday morning. Although the house was quiet when we entered, we knew that there were 7 little grandchildren closeted throughout and it was very apparent, very early that we weren't going to get any extra sleep in consideration from any of the them.

Carly takes her rightful place as one of the Babes.

Next post will update building project. It's looking good.

Feliz Ano Nuevo (I'm missing the squiggly part over the n.)