Jackson Family Chronicles

Why Raymond????

2010-10-05T21:28:00.000-07:00

First of all, I apologize that the paragraphs are always askew. When I do the post, it looks normal and then they fall apart, when it publishes.

We are constantly being asked how is Raymond? Usually the question is asked rather coyly with a bit of a knowing smile and a sideways glance at whoever is around. Actually it is a great question, one which we answer equally coyly and a sideways glance at each other. While we are not yet ready to declare "Eureka, we have found Utopia", we are very satisfied with the past 7 months (flood notwithstanding).

Raymond offers:

Raymond Rush Hour. That is an Oxymoron. The only complaint we have about traffic is that there seems to be an abundance of stop signs and SWAM is quick to point out that I don't seem to come to a full and complete stop all the time. One morning, I heard a Semi start up somewhere in the distance.

Everybody waves at everybody else. The other day I was working out in the front yard and an elderly gentleman on a 3 wheeled scooter, pulled into the driveway for a visit. By the time he left, I had a new friend.

Kids run free. When I was a boy in Nanton, we were free to roam the town. We were usually expected to show up at meal times but as long as we were home in time for bed, Mom was fine with that. Children ride their bikes in the streets, they feel welcome to go to friends houses or to check out what we are doing, either in the house or garage. M., our 3 year old neighbor treats me a little like Mr. Wilson and I am afraid that I treat him a little like Dennis. I do love his calling across the street, "Hi Neighbor".

The Mercantile. The local food store is adored by the residents. Once you get past the somewhat grumpy girls in the front of the store, there is almost anything you need to survive. Saturday last week I needed bacon as we had an influx of company and I went to the Merk at 8:00 a.m. In spite of the sign indicating the hours to be from 9:00 to 6:00 and the lights off, I tried the door. It opened and I went right in, calling out for any signs of life. The proprietor, Rusty, came down from his office and indicated that of course it was open. I liked that!!!! The Raymond Pro Hardware is operated by a new friend. He has assisted us in all our hard good needs and offers fair pricing and a helping hand. The Town Pump, the local gas station, has great Snow Bobs and the fastest clerk I've ever seen.

Friends. We have good friends who live across the street. While they are hardly ever home in AB., we have a life-long cherished relationship. Gerry shared tears with one of the other neighbors the other day as they reminisced about a recent tragedy. We cannot be accused of being aggressive at making new friends as our lives have been BUSY this past few months but we enjoy the people we meet at church, we see friends from long ago and look forward to a little more social networking in the future.

July 1st. We. SWAM and I, were instantly converted to the community on July 1 as we witnessed families and friends fill this town for the annual parade, rodeo and reunion. Raymond is a community of approximately 4,000 residents but for the 3 day weekend around July 1, it swelled to 10,000. SWAM and I drove around on the 1st, after the parade and were proud of all the families who were gathered in their backyards, picnicking and partying.

Many trips have been made into the country to see what's out there. We have stopped by Hutterite Colonies and have been welcomed by all, are surprised at the number of lakes in the area where people boat, swim and fish, have been awed by the beauty and have renewed our love of Waterton.

We are 2 hours and a bit from Calgary and the same from Great Falls. Airfare from Great Falls is about 1/2 what it is from Calgary to almost anywhere. (Anywhere fun that is)

We miss our children and grandchildren that are in the Calgary area and regret not having our regular meals together but love the fact that number one daughter and her five beautiful little maidens are 4 minutes away. The other day, as I picked up my mail at the post office, 2 little girls came in and gave their grandpa a squeeze then invited me to lunch. Of course our options were EXTREMELY limited but fortunately we all like Subway.

I like mowing the lawn on a lawn tractor, the golf course is 12 minutes away and it is superb, our new home is all we hoped it would be. We love having people stop by and stay the night. There have been hiccups but we grow through them and learn and develop.

Please come visit.

Thongs and Why My Kids Think I'm Getting Old

2010-08-07T19:09:00.000-07:00

Anybody who is my age knows that thongs are those things that have a little thin strip on them. No, not a strip that goes up the back of your backside, but a strip that goes between your big toe and the next one to it. Thongs are the footwear that you used to wear in the shower at college so as not to get athlete's foot.

Recently one of my kids (2nd daughter) indicated that my perfectly fine THONGS that I had purchased a mere 20 or perhaps 25 years ago, needed to be disposed of. Hardly likely!!! That is like saying that my 25 year old jeans are out of date. How can that be? They are jeans after all. Of course my propensity to wear button down shirts is one learned in the late 60's when my ankle tight canary pants were the rage.

It is likely that my 45's and albums may not make a comeback but certainly one would never dispose of cassettes, VHS movies or those wonderful slides that Dad took back in the 50's. Every once in a while I find that pocket comb that you used to slip your hand through and then it would perform as a brush. It is safely kept in my bureau drawer right next to my pinkie rings. Dad wouldn't have bequethed me that jaguar ring if it wasn't absolutely perfect. I'll likely pass it to my eldest son and then he, too, can be the envy of his posse. It is bitchin'.

Anyway, I wanted to let you know that I bought some new thongs. They cost me $.89 at JC Penneys but don't tell anyone, I put those blue ones away for safekeeping. After all, I saw a kid in bright yellow, skin tight pants just 2 years ago. Most of my current wardrobe is skin tight too, but it features other parts of my anatomy than did those ones from the mid 60's.

A Little More Information

2010-05-25T16:37:00.000-07:00

The fact of the matter is the picture in the previous post was what our house looked like before SWAM had the opportunity to apply a little love to it. These 3 pics show a front and back view. We have friends that have purchased the lot next door and the one 3 doors down. It will be fun.

Our back yard is HUGE and we have attempted to meet all criteria in order to get it landscaped properly. SWAM spent all day yesterday going from engineering company to Home Owner's Association trying to get approval for what we want to do. (Mostly front yard stuff.) There is a neighborhood swimming pool that is sparklingly new. In fact, it will open next week. We are minutes from shopping, close to the Mesa Market, Superstition Springs Shopping Center, close to the where the new Gilbert temple will be built and 15 minutes from the Mesa airport. We look forward to spending some time down there and hope to have a means to pay for it figured out soon.

Later

Ironwood Crossing

2010-05-20T22:33:00.000-07:00

We are exhausted. The past week has been a marathon of Ginormous proportions, however, we have acquired a little home in AZ and tomorrow the trucks start to arrive with the STUFF that will furnish said residence. Living with SWAM has its moments, mostly good. Having to go to every furniture store in Phoenix and surrounding burbs might not be counted among the good ones. Some people (insert my name here) could buy everything by looking at pictures, reading a few reviews and moving onward. Not her!!! We had to touch, sit on, in and over all the STUFF.

Late yesterday in what I consider to be a coup d'etat, we agreed on almost everything. Of course by then I had long realized that my opinion meant as much as it has regarding the various wedding plans we have made for our children. My role was to drive, feed and soothe my mate. Her asking me my opinion was really only courtesy or perhaps the opportunity to bounce ideas of an inanimate object. We found most of our STUFF at funky places and it will be interesting to see it pull together tomorrow.

When we did the walk through with the builder the other day there were a number of issues still to be resolved, most paint related but they made it and today, when we picked up the keys, the place was spotlessly clean, holes had been filled, lines caulked and ready for the next stage of its existence.

Negotiation with landscapers, window covering experts (I decided I wouldn't say blind people in that I didn't want any misunderstandings to take place) are well underway. Desert landscaping is the common theme and we will gladly submit to maintenance free rocks and cacti. My opinion on blinds, don't ask, just get the check book.

More later.

Some More Ravings of a Loonietic

2010-05-05T20:56:00.000-07:00

It was perhaps the shortest summer ever and I am tired of lousy weather. We are fighting monsoon winds, cold temperatures and snow every day. WHY???? There is a lake out in front of our house that isn't supposed to be there. It is el cinco de Mayo and I still have to clear snow off the truck before I go out. WHY????

I suppose I could clear out the garage and make room for the truck but all those boxes look so comfortable, particularly because there is so much room between each box. As we wean our way through the stuff, we slowly eliminate the need for some of it and find some new places for much of it. Our new home is roomy and comfortable, we are very happy with the functionality of it and pat ourselves on the back for the good job. (Somebody has to do it.)

HOW'S THIS FOR A FISH STORY?

Our son-in-law has eclectic tastes in athletic pursuits. What that really means is that he does different kinds of stuff. He proposed to Kristy and then jumped out of an airplane, he considers a 25 km. walk on a Saturday to be a stroll, in spite of bogs, muskeg and mountainous terrain. Those who follow the blog will remember his experience with the monk seal in Hawaii. Anyway...

His great passion outside of medicine is the sport of "Free Diving". He has thankfully gotten past the need to test his endurance by swimming straight down a rope until he knows that he has past his ability to return to the surface, then doing so. He practices holding his breath in the house, in the car, while reading. You get the picture. He can hold his breath for close to 5 minutes and will sit at the bottom of a pool just to prove it.

For the past 2 or 3 years he has partnered up with a group of like-minded (read that loose minded) guys and they have ventured off to Baja, Mexico to spear fish. The spears are lethal in their appearance and, if I were a fish, they would simply scare me to death. The adventure is only complete if, as they camp on the rocky beach, a hellish thunder storm rains down, turning the beach into a light show as lightning and thunder arrive simultaneously to hammer the whole area. Of course, he sleeps in a tent, enjoying nature's beauty.

This past week was the 2010 edition and it was exciting to say the least. Lee is a principled individual and doesn't fish on Sundays. His mates respect that and let him take that day for meditation and enjoyment as well as doing a little of the preparation for the next days. On the Monday of the trip, the group decided that it was only fair that Lee have the first dive as he had kept to his principles of the previous day.

As he made his way to the bottom, approximately 80 feet away as this is the best place to hunt from, he spied a fish checking him out. The fish was a number of feet away and it was not easy to determine size but he could tell it was BIG. As the fish came close, obviously hunting Lee, he turned sideways giving Lee a shot, which he took.

These spears are huge, they are lethal in the look and could easily pierce big game. The spear went into the target and the fish took off; down and into a cave. Only after going down to the cave did Lee determine the size of the quarry. HUGE!!

The fish was big enough to be a threat to great harm with the wave of a muscular tail. It took 3 spears, 2 hours and every ounce of ability and energy, to land the Grouper. Now the world record for this type of fish, taken by a spear is 148 pounds. Lee's weighed in at 205 pounds, unfortunately only weighed on the boat as an official scale was not nearby. A world record and by Lee's admission, no need to repeat. Well done Lee. Now back to radiology.

No need to mention the shark that caused a flurry of

activity to get this monster on board.

Where in the World is Stanley San Diego?

2010-04-20T20:32:00.000-07:00

Or some such nonsense.

We are delighted to report that we are happily located in Raymond, AB. The community boasts a population of 4,000 and is located just south of Lethbridge. Costco, Walmart, Home Depot, the all important McDonalds for the elixir of life and the movie theaters are just 20 minutes away. Raymond has the Merc. (its well-stocked little grocery store), the hardware, a pharmacy, Subway and a couple of convenience stores. There is a Burger Baron hamburger stand that appears to have been standing in the same location since dirt was created.

Raymond is remarkably quiet, the few stores have short hours and rush hour lasts 2 minutes at 5:05 p.m. Sometimes there is one other person in front of you at the grocery checkout. Kids play on the street, walk in the mud, knock on our door to find out if I am, indeed, the Candy Man. I assure them that I am not but delight in having them fearlessly knock, anyway. I am filled with memories of my own childhood when mother used to open the door for us in the summer, urge us outside to play with all the kids in town, and they all were our friends. She used to remind us to be home at dark and if we wanted something to eat, there was peanut butter in the cupboard. One summer I discovered that a quick and tasty sandwich was a very large squirt of ketchup and 2 pieces of bread. I digress.

Our house stood ready for us for almost a year as we vacilated on our decision to move, worried about our dear little, needy family in Calgary. In December we listed our house and thanks to wonderful realtor and dear friend, Jill Rea, we sold in a short while. Moving day was all the month of February. Good Friends, moving is very difficult. We still have a garage full of STUFF and have great plans to go through and dispose of much more.

We continue to have a life in Calgary. There is work, friends and family there and we make the trip willingly, almost weekly. SWAM still takes art classes from her good friend Paula and likes being in class at least 4 times a month, usually going Monday, Tuesday, every other week.

Our children have been incredibly supportive and have been in our home regularly. The little children have christened the play area under the stairs as; "The Tiny Room". They have little tables, chairs, dishes and miscellany scattered throughout. They have been vigilant to see that it is kept tidy, that the light is turned out and everybody gets to play.

Now, as to the BLOGGING thing. I am a dolt, lazy and discontent. I will do better. I use much of the content of this to add to my own journal, which is about 400 pages of this and that.

Grandpa successfully arranges for all the grandkids and the future grandkids to happily pose for a family photo.

If you want to thrill 4 year olds, take them out to the golf course and give them the wheel. As all our children know, I am blessed with incredible patience when it comes to teaching the skill of driving. I used to tell the kids when they had the wheel, that I wasn't yelling because I was angry, but because I was scared to death.

Cooper trying to ensure that all vestiges of chocolate are successfully extracted.

Family Reunion!!!

2009-05-25T15:30:00.000-07:00

Each year we have a Family Reunion. The tradition started 7 years ago when we opted to dedicate a whole weekend to hanging out with one another. Over the years, we have rented swimming pools, rented movie theaters, played laser tag, golfed a whole bunch and feasted together. One year we even had a wedding right in the middle of our family reunion. What fun it has been!!!

At the same time, we have banked excellent memories for ourselves and our children to be called upon in future times. Sometimes it requires a bit of sacrifice and compromise to pull it off. Everybody gets an opportunity to participate in the planning and playing. Anybody that doesn't have fun, can only look in the mirror because fun is what it is all about.

We will look forward to a family reunion later this summer. At this time, there are still some sensitive diplomatic negotiations taking place but, just to remember;

HooHaw its the weekend!!! (Remember)

Pondering Why?

2009-05-07T21:43:00.000-07:00

It has been months since I blogged and I apologize to all my loyal readers. My problem is simply finding the right words to express myself. Let me try to explain.

The house is done! Its gorgeous, perhaps more than we might have expected. Yes, there are some problems; uncaring cabinet maker, sloppy painter, things like that but we'll make everything work out. Now we have to make the commitment to move to Raymond and we want to do so.

Most of my weight is back and it is a disappointment to myself that I have to start once more.

Our special, once in a long time trip to Hawaii with all our children was incredibly wonderful. We have memories for ever. She who adores me and I had a great 2nd week, enjoying each other's company, reading, exploring and most of all visiting with one another.

All of this however, is overshadowed by our overwhelming sense of futility as we try to understand the suffering of little Clare. As you all remember, Clare came into this world having suffered a severe stroke in the days immediately prior to her birth. She fought so hard to stay with us and continues to make every day a battle. Week in and week out, she proves how much of a fighter she is. I wish you could share her most incredible disposition. She smiles and giggles whenever she gets attention.

In spite of the poking, prodding, unfriendly interruptions by a host of helping medical people, Clare has kept up the good fight. For the past many months, she has had a chronic pneumonia, that seems to set her back all the time. As we speak, she is full of tubes, hoses and monitors at the Children's Hospital here in Calgary. She has been there for 12 of the last 13 days. They tried to send her home once but, after only a few hours, Mom and Dad rushed her back at 3:00 in the morning.

When they attempted to put some I.V. lines in the other day, they must have bruised her in 7 different spots. Her struggling little lungs needs extra O2, that is, more than just the canula in her nose and her brave little Momma sits holding a tube that blows a little more oxygen at her. Yesterday they kinked the hose that is inserted, not just into her little tummy, but actually into bowels to provide maximum nourishment. She squirms when anyone wearing a stethoscope around their neck comes into view.

I went and visited her yesterday and thought she was asleep as she was unmoving, laying on her back but as I looked a little closer, I could see her little eyes follow my moves. She just didn't have the energy to let me know that she was awake. As I pressed my hand, gently on her little forehead, I couldn't help but ask, "why her?". Through all of this, I cannot describe the agony of very, loving parents, sweet siblings, who want their Mommy to sleep at home.

My intentions are to post and I always want to find humor and good situations but tonight, my thoughts and tears are with our sweet, little Clare. Thank you for excusing my absence.

THE QUESTION IS????

2009-05-05T19:09:00.000-07:00

Have I waited too long to blog? Let me know your thoughts and that will determine updates.

Updates and Stuff

2008-11-23T18:47:00.001-08:00

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

2008-10-15T20:50:00.000-07:00

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!

2008-09-16T21:09:00.000-07:00

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!!

2008-08-18T15:23:00.000-07:00

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

2008-08-17T15:29:00.001-07:00

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

2008-08-17T15:06:00.001-07:00

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

2008-08-07T20:39:00.000-07:00

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!!

2008-06-03T22:47:00.001-07:00

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.

2008-05-12T13:22:00.000-07:00

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

2008-05-01T20:56:00.000-07:00

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..

2008-03-23T20:07:00.001-07:00

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

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

Other Things I Have Learned.

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

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

Dear Jadi

2008-03-16T09:04:00.001-07:00

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

2008-02-28T19:01:00.001-08:00

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!!

2008-02-14T07:43:00.001-08:00

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

2008-02-13T22:14:00.000-08:00

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!!

2008-02-08T20:34:00.000-08:00

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!!

2008-01-31T16:50:00.000-08:00

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

2008-01-29T14:15:00.000-08:00

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

2008-01-26T13:32:00.000-08:00

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

2008-01-24T19:51:00.001-08:00

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

2008-01-23T14:53:00.000-08:00

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

2008-01-21T21:05:00.000-08:00

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.

2008-01-15T19:32:00.000-08:00

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!!

2008-01-06T15:13:00.000-08:00

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.)

She's Got Talent

2007-12-23T09:02:00.000-08:00

Always the crafty person, and not in the sneaky sense, our Gerry has embarked on a new hobby. (Now perhaps I shouldn't mention this, but she has several hobbies, thinks my passion for golf is expensive but I would refer you to the inventory of craft paraphernalia, stamping stuff, assorted scrap-booking materials, reams of quilting materials, thousands of dried and silk flowers, not to mention the hobby of caring for grand kids.)

Having said that, she has always had a refined eye and amazes all of us with her abilities to create beauty. In the summer, we have people stop by our house daily to discuss her gardens and to comment on the gorgeous combination of colors.

One of our friends teaches art and invited Gerry to take a week long class in the summer, learning water color techniques and basics. She continues to take classes, generally spending 3 - 4 hours each week with Paula and other new friends in a gallery learning her new hobby. Several weeks ago, I watched her sit at our kitchen table allowing herself to create one of her pictures.

We are all grateful for the beauty that she brings into our lives.

thanks Darlin'

Christmas Chronicles

2007-12-08T16:56:00.000-08:00

I apologize to all for the length of this post and to those who will receive it by Snail Mail. It is our Christmas letter for this year.

Jackson Family Christmas Chronicles - 2007

How did we get so lucky?

Today is Saturday, December 8^th and there are a bunch of things that are screaming for attention, not the least of which is the imminent dread of fending off the hordes in the mall. I wonder how long I can hide in my office until Gerry insists that we head out. She is slowly working herself up to the state of, “Oh no, there’s simply not time to do all that we have to do before Christmas”. I think that women have a secret belief that, in spite of our protestations, men really do like to shop. One of my secret ambitions is to do my best to convince my dear wife that this is not true. Anyway, on to the family.

As evidenced by the photo, we had a wedding in the summer. Carly and Jesse Smith were married in the Salt Lake Temple in August. What a wonderful experience. We have added another fine individual into our in-laws and he brings with him an equally fine family, principled and kind. Jesse is in his last year at BYU and will graduate with a double E degree in the summer. For those of you who don’t understand engineering talk, that means Electrical Engineering. He has just accepted a position with the Stryker Corporation and they will be moving to San Jose, CA in July. He will be making head way in bringing the next great medical, diagnostic miracle to the world over the next few years.

Carly spent the first part of the year in the fine arts program at UVSC. She is a gifted dancer and brings great joy to us in her interpretations of ballet, modern and other dance forms. Since their marriage she has been volunteering at various places in Provo, changing hair color and style frequently and working at getting her status changed that will give her the opportunity to work in the States. They are still at the honeymoon phase.

Andrew is home with Mom and Dad at present. He spent his 2^nd summer selling home alarm systems. (The writer hopes it is his last.) This year he traveled to Dallas and worked with a bunch of friends in making that area a safer place to be. The days were all long and the work tough. It is door to door and there is a great deal of rejection by home owners before anyone signs up and then there is the difficulty of getting credit approved. He has a love interest whom he met Texas and they correspond by email, text message, phone and other means every day. With the current state of this relationship, he spends a great deal of time home with us as he attempts to remain faithful to that new friend. It is good to have him here as he is very pleasant to be with. Drew, as most of his friends now call him, is selling telecommunications equipment that is geared to commercial accounts.

Kristy and Lee Brewerton with their family still reside in south Edmonton. Their life is very busy as they are entertained by their 20 month old twins, Max and Sol and, 5 year old Sam. I call the twins the “monkey boys” as they are everywhere and anywhere all the time. The noise level is normally elevated and can rise to near riotous quite regularly. Samuel is in kindergarten at Keehewin Elementary. At Grand Parent’s Day last week he introduced us as Grandma and Grandpa Jackson from Calgary and then added the editorial observation that, “My Grandpa is very old”. (I had told him that I am as old as dirt, so he obviously had to pass that on.)

A few weeks ago, Kristy called and asked if they might bring some friends to our place and have a weekend “getaway”. It was bedlam!!! Actually we had a wonderful weekend as they brought 3 additional families, each with their 3 children down for a long weekend. They have told us that they had so much fun, that they are going to do it again. Help!

Lee (Dr. Brewerton) is incredibly busy in his 2^nd year as a Resident in Radiology. There is so much to learn and such an incredible expectation that they be able to diagnose and prescribe treatment. He is a gifted healer, the family and ward doctor, constantly on call.

Spencer and Jadi Jackson have their own wonderful story. They are expecting their 3^rd child, a little girl, in February. I have tried to convince Jadi that Stania would make a really unique and nice name but my campaign isn’t getting very far. Anna is soon to be 4 years old, is very much the grown up little sweetheart and is very comfortable in our home. A couple of weeks ago, she came to stay for the weekend and explained to me that while she was here, I could find somewhere else to sleep as she was claiming my pillow and my side of the bed. Yesterday she had a dance recital and invited her Dad to come up and perform some ballet with her. Rudolph Nureyev he is not. Our little friend, Cooper is 19 months old, has an interesting ability to communicate through grunts, points, nods and actions, all very effective. The other day we were playing on the floor. Actually, Grandpa was just laying on the floor and the kids were using him as a balance beam, trampoline, tackling dummy, you know, when he discovered that Grandpa had the most interesting nostrils. His new place to explore found a quick end to the game.

Spencer opened his insurance agency on May 1 of this year. The agency is State Farm, Spencer Jackson and is located on the main street of Okotoks, AB. They purchased a suite in a business condo and have set up a vibrant enterprise, all this after training for 8 months and pursuing the opportunity for about a year and half previously. Give him a call. Jadi continues to provide tutoring to very fortunate children as she is an exceptional teacher.

Jennifer and Mark Ehlert are based in Raymond, Alberta about 2 ½ hours south of Calgary. They have 4 beautiful and vibrant girls who each have a portion of grandpa’s heart. Last Christmas Jackson (now 7) and Braelynn (now 5) and I went over to the mall a few days before the festivities just to hang out. We had lunch, colored in Santa’s workshop and spent about 2 hours together. When we returned to our home, they agreed that the experience was just the very best of their lives and that the day was the “best day of our life”. I am sure they will have many (and likely have had) but that sure made a “very old grandpa feel” good. Jackson is in 2^nd grade, Braelynn in kindergarten, Kelsie (4 in January) goes to Play Play twice a week and Addisen (21 months) is her Mom and Dad’s constant companion. They have a huge yard, a trampoline in their basement and many little friends that love to hang out.

Mark continues to base his business out of his home, daily tele-commuting to his office in the San Francisco area. He produces computer generated programs that make dvd’s and web sites more lively. He is very talented and works long hours keeping Spark Art and his other clients happy. They are happy with the move to Raymond, have many friends and are busy, busy, busy. Jenn told me yesterday that she is an angel in Brae’s Christmas concert. That was very believable to me as we have always known that she is an angel.

Our children honor us by their goodness. They have chosen strong and capable mates, these accomplished adults all thrill us as they parent their precious little charges and we love and enjoy the bonds of friendship with all of them. They are all our favorites.

Gerry and Stan. Where to start? We sold the waste and recycling part of our company early in the year. Although it is a good thing, it was precipitated by the booming economy and the failure of some of the waste companies to provide the customer service our clients demanded. We are continuing to provide engineering technology services to a variety of clients and have been busier than we anticipated. When we sold Eco-Rite, we moved our business home and have set up 2 offices in our basement, where we now operate Hobble Canyon, Inc.

We are building a lovely home in Raymond. When people ask us if we are moving there, we indicate, very honestly, that we would like to but are not sure that it is time to do so. The house plan that we are building is wonderful and very functional to us, but time will tell. In the meantime, I am having a wonderful time being the general contractor, an activity that has stretched my abilities significantly. Negotiating best services at the best prices, as well as finding the right materials at the right price, is something that I have spent my life enjoying. We are searching near and far to find the right deals while understanding that quality is paramount. Even though we are early in the framing stage, I already know that this is something I will likely do over.

Gerry is embarked on a new quest. She has been taking water color classes and has talent to paint. She is a remarkable woman. Stan plays golf and then plays some more. Ever the quest to improve.

About a month ago, Carly and Jesse’s Christmas plans changed and Carly, who is unable to leave the States as her immigration status is pending, called and asked me what I thought of Christmas in Great Falls. The answer to the question was fairly apparent; not much! We immediately began to look for an option and are planning on spending some time with them over the next few weeks.

I apologize for the length of this missive but ……

We love you all, are grateful for our family, for our friends and neighbors. Our home is always welcome and our hearth warm. There is a warm bowl of soup and a pillow if you are weary. Please drop by.

Merry Christmas and all the best in 2008.

In Flander's Field

2007-11-12T19:50:00.000-08:00

In Flander's Field the poppies blow,
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place and in the sky,
The larks still bravely, singing fly....

Each November, I take time to remember this sacred poem and re-memorize it as my tribute to those that have sacrificed for our freedoms. This year, we are mindful of a troubled world, wars in many places and my wishes are for a more peaceful year.

Yesterday I attended a Stake Conference in Taber, Alberta. At approximately 10:50, an older gentleman, Burns Wood stood and paid tribute to his comrades in arms. He invited all the veterans who were in attendance and were able, to stand while he remembered their service. Most of the men who stood were old, in their 80's and 90's, yet they stood as ramrod straight as their years would allow. At 10:58, he dismissed them, telling them to, "rest easy, eh". We then had a full 60 seconds of silence in tribute to our veterans. It was a reverent moment for me as we remembered our debt.

Last week sister Dawne sent me copies of some letters and poems that were Dad's from the war years. Dad was quick to join the service in 1939, stayed long and maintained his military bearing throughout his life. As children, we were quick to fall in, expected to maintain precise courtesy to those that deserved respect, taught to be mindful of proper manners at the dinner table and all remember our father in his dress mess.

My blog this evening is a thank you to those that have served and to those that now serve. Our world is fraught with antagonism, peoples hating others, jealousy and bigotry are the world's great blights. It may worsen and we may yet defend our freedoms. Stay true good soldier, may God's love be manifest, might you find safety in times of trouble. The torch is ours to hold it high.

Goodnight

What Carly Wants

2007-10-30T22:45:00.000-07:00

The other day, Carly asked us what we might think of spending Christmas in Great Falls. Not much!! With a little prodding, we determined that A. their plans to go to Chicago for Christmas had fallen through and B. that she was missing her family on the north side of the 49th. But Great Falls, come on, surely we could do better.... Of course Spencer made the comment about whatever Carly wants, Carly gets.

A couple of calls and a little bit of a miracle and we have a plan. Christmas and New Years is, understandably, the most sought after weeks in the "time share" game. I called Interval Int.'s Marriott desk and requested Christmas or New Year's in just 55 days. My kind agent seemed to be suffering from a case of the giggles at this audacious request and then kindly indicated that there was no such luck, except, what was this, here comes a week, unbelievable. Once again I showed my gullibility as I requested a day or two to consult with the stakeholders. My host , choking back his laughter, graciously offered to stay on the phone, even for 2 hours if it took that long to get family to agree to spend New Year's in the sun. It took about 10 seconds of which 9 of them were in travel from floor 1 to 3. So we aren't going to Great Falls.

On a similar note, Sam called on Sunday and asked, "Grandpa are you going to Palm Springs?" He then went on to outline a plan that would have me come to his house, pick him up, leave a car at the airport and go to California together. I was able to surmise that his mother had told him of our plans and he wanted in. He may get his wish but it will be in the back of an SUV for 22 hours and, in keeping with the incredible patience I almost always exhibit, there might be some very short pit stops.

It snowed last night... Yuck!

Time to Write

2007-10-25T18:55:00.001-07:00

So, I'll blog tonight. This is in celebration of the fact that Carly, Jadi and Kristy have all posted and that's cool. This will be an UPDATE edition.

Raymond House: Going to dig as soon as the site is marked. We are waiting for the building permit to come through but the town advised us today that it is approved, just not typed. I contacted the surveyors and they will mark the site on November 7. The project is challenging to me as I am unsure of the technical aspects of building but more than comfortable with my purchasing abilities. We are taking advantage of the high C$ and are comparing prices in the states vs. canadian. We are excited about our floor plans and hope that we are able to actually take advantage of it.

I am travelling to Raymond at least weekly to monitor progress. It is our intent to assign a framing crew this weekend. The economy is hot and it is difficult to get lots of quotes as there are plenty of jobs available to almost all competent sub-trades.

Golf Season: Just about over for the year. I have an unstated goal to play golf somewhere every month for a year. I don't think this will be the year that I will accomplish that but it would be nice. (Some friends recently told me that the golf course in Shelby MT is open almost all year, so hmm....) In spite of the fact that the ground is white tonight (Thursday), the boys and I are hoping for one more game this Saturday, then all the courses will be put to bed for the winter. SWFM is a very good sport. Golf season gets long for her but she supports me in my habit.

Blogging: The medium blogging has some interesting side lights. How so? A few weeks ago, Gerry was on a plane and recognized the person sitting in front of her. As the flight ended, she said to the individual, "don't I know you?". After a little figuring, they determined that we knew each other many years ago and that I had grown up in the same area as Linda. Interestingly, she said that she reads my blog. Cool!! Today while she was visiting teaching, one of her assignees reported that, she, too reads it and that she has made contact with other lost friends through it. Thank you for taking time to stay in touch.

Well time to post and move on....

Saturday Morning Ruminations

2007-10-13T08:34:00.001-07:00

Firstly, I should be out cleaning the garage. Cleaning is hardly the right word as it is still cluttered with much of the stuff we brought home from the office last March. We have managed to create a gap with enough room to park the car but it needs a whole day. (Just not today I guess.) Secondly there is a bunch of engineering work to get out the door but, it too, will wait. Why the procrastination; well the sun is shining, the temperature today will be in the mid teens (C) or high 60's (F) and the golf course closes tomorrow. They claim that they need time to put it to bed for the winter. Anyway, I booked tee times for 8 and it is a 12 noon shotgun start. For those neophytes (not nephites) that means that we all start at the same time but on different holes. She Who Fulfills Me has reported some minor discontent with my golf dalliances but it will all end soon enough. (I'll try to find courses open around the city and province to complete the year. The temperature is too good not to play.)

Some random thoughts:

Grandchildren are really everything that you hear about. I am one who would definitely not have skipped over the children part but they are special. For those of you with children that have grandparents, thank you for sharing them with us, they are cool.
Grandchildren are a great deal of fun in "the pack" but they are extra special when they are alone with Grandma and Grandpa (or Kranpa as one of them says). When they are alone with us, there is a tendency to share secrets, cuddle a little more and the proclivity to injury is reduced.

As I look around our domicile, it is obvious that we need to figure out how to reduce and simplify. After 35 years of generally wedded bliss, we have accumulated way too much stuff. My wife does not think it funny that I have told her that when she dies I am going to call the hearse and a big bin company at the same time. Nor does she think it funny that I have instructed my children that when I die, they should not open the boxes, just dispose of them. They haven't needed the stuff so far, so don't even start.

Getting started on the house project is time consuming and difficult. It is about at the end of my abilities but is a challenge and invites me back. I hope that we will dig the basement in the next 2 weeks, we finally seem to have the proverbial ducks in a row. Something will come up but we'll figure it out. One of the greatest challenges has been keeping priorities reasonably in order.

Take time to blog, don't just facebook. Your friends want to know what is happening with your lives. Check out Katy Young's Blog (I don't know her married name). Katy is a friend of Kristy's from High School, her family was in the ward a number of years ago and they were all delightful. She is an excellent writer and likely puts many of your thoughts into her blog.

My last thought has to do with faith. I'm so happy that I am blessed to be a man of faith. I believe in an Eternal Father, it is a great comfort for me to so believe. I am grateful that I have faith in the love of an Elder Brother, who perfectly atoned for my wrongs so that I can be reunited with my loved ones for the eternities. I have analyzed my soul and know that I am a better person for my beliefs. My advice to you is the saying from the hippie's age; "Keep The Faith".

Have a great day. ....

The California Desert

2007-10-01T07:36:00.000-07:00

Marriott Desert Springs Resort. Yes, it is this nice!!

Palm Springs and Palm Beach only have one thing in common; they both start with the word Palm. When we tell people that we have been in Palm Springs, many people begin to think of Florida. Not!!

Palm Springs and more correctly for us, Palm Desert is 2 hours east of Los Angeles on the I-10 freeway. To say it qualifies as one of our favorite places is a bit of an understatement. For the past 6 years, we have spent our anniversary in the desert, typically at the Marriott Desert Springs Villas . We love it, it is a week of re-charging and renewal, although we are thinking that 2 weeks would be better next time.

Why Palm Desert? I'm glad you asked. The Palm Springs area is easy to get to, it is accessible by plane and is an easy drive. I drove down and Gerry (and friends) flew down. SWFM got on a plane at 7:00 a.m. in Calgary and I picked her up at 12 noon after a short lay over in Phoenix. Westjet flies direct to Palm Springs beginning in November, so it is even easier to get to. As for me, I love to drive.

I left Calgary on Tuesday September 18 and attended meetings in southern Alberta until about 4 and then high tailed it south. Except for an unexpected grilling at the border, which caused a 2 hour delay and a return trip to Raymond to drop off the stuff I was not allowed to take to Carly and Jesse, the trip to Provo was uneventful. Against everyone's (read that spouse's) wish, I drove all night, stopping for a total 2 - 3 hours sleep as eyelids drooped. A few years ago, doing the same thing, I thought myself incredible shifty when I pulled into a car lot, parked my car next to the new cars and slept.

Surprise, surprise, my Provo friends had entered a team in a golf tournament on Wednesday afternoon and they needed a fourth to complete the team. I contributed a little, they all more so, and we won the tournament by about 10 strokes. Carly, Jesse and I hung out, ate at Cafe Rio, Kneaders and shopped at Costco, things that Dads are supposed to do. I did worry about the financial welfare of Kneaders as 3 big BYU lineman came in for the "all you can eat" french toast.
Thursday morning after the "back waxing" (see previous post) it was onward and downward (look on a map and you'll get it). Primm Nevada is right on the border with California and was a stop over on Thursday night. I planned to play the Primm Golf Resort on Friday a.m. but woke to a heavy rain, so headed out. Provo to Palm Desert is about 9 hours at a gallop, so Friday was easy. Made it to Terra Lago golf course in Indio by late morning and played with 3 guys who were warming up for a frat. golf get together. My observation is that they needed lots of warm up as between them they must have lost 2 dozen golf balls.

We didn't have the time share until Sunday so, using my great skills, I had pricelined a room for 2 nights at the Indian Springs Resort Hotel, quite nice. Princes flew into the city of angels and spent the afternoon and morning touring about. They had a brief encounter with Jane Seymour outside a spa in Malibu, went as far south as Balboa Island and Huntington Beach.

Anyway, to make a short story long, we had a great week. We ate (too much), toured about (we've about seen it all by now), sat long hours in the shade by the pool (I'm a little sunburned), played a little golf and enjoyed a great rest. I think Gerry and I will sneak back there in the next couple of months for a week alone. Drew and Joanne Cahoon and Jon Elton came down on Thursday and we had a couple of days of great visits with old friends. (I am afraid the reference to old friends is perhaps too applicable.)

As you can see by the look on Greg's face,
he is about to stuff it right back in the 10
year old's face.

Jon Elton and Greg on the couch at Jon's
Cathedral City digs. He introduced us
to excellent "dirty" mexican. (Ask me)

Me and 3 of my closest friends. I can't remember
the pig's name but that's Greg Prince and Drew Cahoon.

Of course they are babes, Gerry, Sandy Prince
and Joanne Cahoon, our soon to be neighbors.

Alrighty then.....

Call Me Metro!!

2007-09-22T20:02:00.000-07:00

These are the rantings and ravings of an aging boomer who continues to think himself reasonably useful. I know that my behavior makes my girls giggle and my wife shake her head in wonderment. Anyway, .....

For your enjoyment and at my own expense, I confess the following acts.

Facial Hair: Why does hair slow its growth on top and flourish in unwanted locations? Weekly, I find myself looking up my nose, checking my ears and mowing my brow to rid myself of unwanted thatches of long, bristly hair. I have 2 or 3 special little instruments designed to trim hair out of noses, ears and eyebrows. They sound like a dirt bike as they chop and pull the hair out of my ears. If I ignored my eyebrows, I would be able to braid them after only a couple of months. The other day after She Who Still Abides By Me had cut my hair on top, I found myself in front of the mirror continuing the process as described. As I stood in front of the mirror, my eyes focused on my back. How the heck did my back get so darned hairy.

Back Hair: The process started, the mind working, I consulted CJS, the bride. As I was driving to Palm Desert, Carly made arrangements for me to see the Queen of Wax, and that's not Madame Tussaud, in Provo this week. What was I thinking? On Thursday Carly carefully holding my hand coaxed me into the back room of a "salon" just off of State Street in Orem. With my daughter laughing and the Waxer waxing, we ripped off every strand of back hair. I was grateful for cold hands and now have a bald back. Gerry laughed at me today as she recognized my skin colored back. Did I tell you that my toe nails were hurting.

Pedicure and Manicure: Last night as I walked through Walmart, I couldn't help but notice the big board out in front of the booth offering a pedicure and manicure for $22. Why not I mused as I contemplated my hairless nose, ears and back. Of course my manicurist/pedicurist turned out to be a 50 + vietnamese guy who carried on a chortling discussion with his colleagues in his language about his goofy client. Actually my feet feel better, my nails look great and he had good hands. (He gave me a foot massage and it felt great.)

Little sister S. says that I am metro and tonight I confess I probably am. I have to keep close tabs on my unwanted and random facial hair. When we were young we used to call the guy that ran the Dairy Queen "Coconut Nose" and I don't want that handle, thanks. Will I get my back waxed again, I don't know. It really wasn't so bad, in spite of all that I have heard. Probably. My nails aren't painted but do shine.

So now you know. I'll tell you about Palm Desert next.

Ta Ta (it seems appropriate somehow that I sign off that way.)......

Why Sleep In?

2007-09-09T15:57:00.000-07:00

I eased out of bed, unable to stay there any longer. Last night I had decided that I would explore the morning with my camera and it seemed like a good time to start. My intention was to go southwest about 15 minutes and take pictures of the bison, elk and antelope on a nearby ranch. My enthusiasm for this early morning project was motivated by seeing Kristy's pictures of fall on her blog and I wanted to experience the beauty.

Leaving the house at 6:15, I realized that sunrise was not to happen for quite some time and decided to head west out toward the mountains and see what developed (a little pun there). Kananaskis Country starts just past Bragg Creek and is only about 35 minutes from home. I had never stopped at the Elbow River Boat Launch just this side of the falls, so made that my first stop.

Absolutely the only sound was the river
cruising down stream.

The temperature was 0 degrees C. and the air was fantastic. A few minutes west of Elbow Falls a sign indicates that Hwy 40 (Kananaskis Hwy) is 38 km. away across the Powderface Trail. The next sign indicates that travel is not recommended and that travel is at your own risk, just what I wanted. The mountains were dusted white with moisture yesterday and I wanted to experience it all. The temperature fell to minus 6 as I climbed up the Powderface. Enjoy the pictures of my morning.

7:30 and the sun paints the mountains.

Snow briefly brushed the branches, with
a warm day expected.

Hoar frost and crispy weather invited me
to open my window and turn on the heat.

The road is pitted and washboard but
speed was not the desired effect. As I bumped
through the pot holes, fresh ice popped up
and splashed the underside of my truck.

Gorgeous!!!

And of course, a stop at the wonderful Kananaskis
Golf Course to snap the hearty, first group
out, after a lengthy hour and a half frost delay.

My faith renewed, my spirit grateful. Thank you Father, for this breathtaking world.

Reporting In......

2007-09-02T16:04:00.001-07:00

Blogging vs. Facebook

No question, blogging is the far better means of communicating. Yes, it is fun to see profiles of people whose memories we cherish but blogging is a means to journal.

Labor Day Weekend (actually Labour Day in Canada but I can't bring myself to write it like that.)

We are in Edmonton this evening with the Brewertons. It is a weekend of games and bar-b-ques. (You all should be so lucky as to be treated to a Brewerton/Jackson bar-b-que.) Lee is a gourmet cook, Kristy can prepare anything and Gerry, well we all know what she does in the kitchen.

We went to church this morning in the Bears Paw Ward in south Edmonton. (The Brewertons home ward.) It is full of people from our past. Sister Helen Stringham was the first person we saw and my memories of their family is precious. Brother Murray Stringham (who passed away earlier this year) was my bishop when I went on my mission. I have a vivid memory of sitting on the edge of his bed, as he suffered through the first of many very serious illnesses, the day I was to leave and we shared tears together. Later we sat next to each other on a high council and hold each other in the highest regard.

Cec Purves is in the ward, one of our former bishops. Bishop Olsen, the kids current bishop is a long-time friend. The Champions, instrumental in Gerry's conversion and my favorite Sunday School teacher ever, are always there to greet. Of course it is home to Ronn and Wendy Gibb and many of their children, bff. It is full of friends.

This afternoon, I went to Sherwood Park to attend church with old friends and sister Susan and brother Harry. It is always emotional for me simply because I consider that time in our lives as the most influential in our development as a family. I always get a number of hugs and remember my friends there as dear forever. In fact, I still consider it home. (I may have made a contribution to the community as I ran a yellow light and noticed it had a camera.)

Mr. and Mrs. Smith

Carly and Jesse are in Provo, setting up their new apartment. They are just west of the Joseph Fielding Smith Fieldhouse, overlooking the tennis courts and golf practice area. This also puts them a couple of hundred yards from the Brick Oven, one of our favorite noshing establishments. (It used to be Heaps of Pizza, back when we were young.)

Andrew

Has completed his summer work in Dallas, TX and is now on his way home. The outstanding speeding ticket warrant in Amarillo, TX doesn't seem to worry him but we hope he doesn't experience any need to persuade a peace officer that he will look after it forthwith.

Andrew is at that point in his life where he is wrestling with his whole life. He desires to know what is in store for him and we are on the sidelines cheering for the very best. We know of his goodness and for that he will be blessed. After many long years, I know that education always helps and hope that he is of that opinion as well. Good luck, son.

Summary

And Finally (I Use Quotation Marks a Great Deal). Have you noticed?

next.....

What does it mean to be Tagged.

2007-08-26T12:31:00.000-07:00

Let's everybody understand that my answers might require some explanation, however....

A- Attached or single: Attached, firstly to Gerry, next to my children.
B- Best Friend: The correct answer is Gerry, however, I like many people and have many "best friends".
C- Cake or Pie: Hmm. Dodi's Chocolate Cake is awfully fine but Rhubarb Pie mm mm(made by Ger.) absolutely easy decision. Her pastry is the BOMB. Didn't get even one this year.
D- Day of choice: Love Fridays but favorite day is actually Sunday evenings. Please keep them free of other stuff and make them a family time.
E- Essential Item: Pitching Wedge and least essential is a GPS.
F- Favorite Color: Green, how many shades of Green did God create.
G- Gummi Bears or Worms: Great for sticking on windows. Lousy to leave in the car in a heat wave.
H- Hometown: Will it change in the next year?
I- Indulgence(s): How many golf shirts does a guy need.
J- January or July: January usually offers a golf trip but July offers permanent nice weather. July for sure!
K- Kids: 5, each special and each my fave., but you already knew that.
L- Life is Incomplete Without: Have to agree - Family and dare I say, golf.
M- Marriage Date: September 27, 1972. It snowed all the way to Cardston.
N- Number of Siblings: 1 brother, 2 sisters, 1 half-brother and 1 half-sister (deceased). Good friends.
O- Oranges or Apples: Mandarin and Gala.
P- Phobias or Fears: Can make myself physically ill thinking about being in a cave or other enclosed space.
Q- Quote(s):

"Happiness is the object and design of our existence; and will be the end thereof, if we pursue the path that leads to it; and this path is virtue, uprightness, faithfulness, holiness, and keeping all the commandments of God." Joseph Smith (smart man)

R- Reason To Smile: watching my wife enjoy a funny show.
S- Season: Fall, always has been, crisp, beautiful days.
T- Tag Three: Erin C. (Mama C.), Carly and Jadi. Add Jenn just for good measure. Oh heck, if anybody wants in, go ahead.
U- Unknown Fact About Me: Would rather read than do almost anything else. (not quite anything ;).
V- Vegetarian or Oppressor of Animals: I hope that I can apologize to Murphy in Heaven. Bring on a good rib steak.
W- Worst Habit: I would have made a great cow as I love to graze.
X- X-Rays or Ultrasounds: Keep me covered with the lead apron, please.
Y- Your Favorite Food: Best meal of the year is creamed vegetables. Maybe a rib roast, good buns, I'm getting hungry. What time is supper?
Z- Zodiac: Scorpio, just like Kristy.

Memories!!!

2007-08-24T20:19:00.001-07:00

This issue will be of the "thousand word" variety. A short narration for each photo.

The bride gathering her thoughts

as the paparazzi gather. She was ever so calm
throughout the day, gracious in her beauty and
gentle in her approach.

The Bride models her, ever so awesome,
dress at the dinner in Springville.

Harbingers of the future? Each of our nine
grandchildren gather round Jesse and Carly on
the steps of the Salt Lake City Temple. It was
a dreamworthy day.

The bride and groom pose as they await
their guests in San Antonio. Take your
breath away.

Jesse and Carly. Of course we had
to have a 2nd wedding dress to meet
friends and family in San Antonio.
In all candor, she was incredible in
this dress. The seamstress at
Nordstroms in Orem is an angel.

Steve and Wendy Fitzer's garden
in San Antonio was never so incredible.

Sometimes, the pictures say it all.

The reception at the Fitzers was elegant.
They were the perfect hosts. Thank you so much.

The Fitzer residence in Shavano, TX. (it
is gorgeous.)

Of course, no visit to San Antonio would
be complete without a visit to "The Alamo".

New Family!!! Wendy, Steve and Andrea
Fitzer pose on the River Walk in San Antonio.
They were amazing hosts.

She said Yes!!

2007-08-17T21:00:00.000-07:00

What a wonderful ceremony. Thanks to Cindy Beattie, we were able to invite Brother Earl Jackson (no relationship) to perform Carly and Jesse's wedding.

A temple wedding is so unique. It is reverent and sweet. The bride and groom have the opportunity to face each other across an altar and have their relationship given eternal promises. There are usually only a few close friends in the sealing room with the couple. In Carly and Jesse's case, there were approximately 40 people with them. Tears flowed freely and frequently.

Brother Jackson is in his mid 80's and gave the very best explanation of the eternal marriage that we had ever heard. He went through each aspect of the ceremony, explaining to all gathered the significance of the words. Thank you to him.

It was an extremely warm day and Jesse, Carly and a photographer spent about 90 minutes walking about the temple taking pictures. When we picked them up on the northeast corner of temple square, Carly was melting. she was grateful for air conditioning vents in the back seat and pointed them all over her over-heated body. Our first stop was at Sonic Burger to pick up some ice-cold drinks.

We were treated to a special evening by Jesse's father and step-mother. There were about 70 family and friends that gathered for a quiet evening out in Springville. It is now on to San Antonio where we will have one last open house, courtesy of Jesse's mom and step-father. The kids will then take 2 weeks to honeymoon in the Padre Islands and in Las Vegas, returning to Provo for the start of school early in September.

We are exhausted and grateful. Thank you to all of you who have assisted, attended and blessed us with your kindnesses.

Thanks for your thoughts.

The Great and Wonderful Travelling Jackson Reunion

2007-08-13T22:43:00.000-07:00

What a great week!!! :) Thank you to all who supported Carly and Jesse at the reception in Calgary. It was a great party. Now we are on the road.

Carly and Jesse.

Each year our family has a "Family Reunion". Over years the event will take on much greater meaning but for now, it is a party for our family to hang out together. This is our 5th reunion and in order to accommodate the wedding in Salt Lake City, have taken a road trip.

Sunday afternoon everyone except Lee and Andrew, who will join us on Wednesday, met in Shelby, Montana. A strange meeting place but it worked great and on to Butte.

One of my choice lifetime experiences will be the memory of holding hands with the 5 oldest grandchildren, all of them extremely excited, as we crossed the street from the Hampton Inn to a local pizza restaurant. The event was made greater when the children realized that it, the restaurant, had mini games and rides. One of the popular games was the bowling game where you roll a ball up the ramp and it drops into a hole that is labeled with points. Before his Mom climbed up on the game, Cooper Jackson found that he could almost fit into the 50,000 point hole. The small merry-go-round was almost full when all 9 children got on board. Kristy made a hasty departure as one of the twins chose dessert time as the time to get into the hazardous waste business.

Monday morning early Mark Ehlert, Spencer and I made our way out to "Old Works" golf course in nearby Anaconda to start the vacation right. Another timely meeting at 11:30 at a truck stop on I-15 and we were off to Salt Lake City. Doug and Nancy joined us at precisely the appointed time and we were now a convoy of 5 vehicles. We have 3 walkie-talkies between us and were able to visit almost non-stop, Kristy, Carly and Jenn assigning everyone "handles".

Jenn and Mark grab a quick rest from
chasing their 4 cute little princesses.

Aunt Nancy and Uncle Doug join the party.
Hope they know what they are in for....

one hour stop at the Idaho Temple grounds to have a good run and a visit with cousins Tom and Glenda Tucker. Their son Brian came over from his nearby office to meet and greet. The Tuckers are my grandmother Jackson's family and are our deepest LDS line. I like to keep the relationship alive.

Max and Sol, 15 month old twins wondered if they would ever get free of their car seats.

Cooper never stops smiling and always keeps running.

Braelynn, Anna, Jackson, Sam and Kelsie all take 30 seconds to pose before doing more laps.

The Tuckers and the Jacksons

Arrival in Salt Lake City at the Shilo Inn at 6:00 p.m. to find all the reservations properly messed up. Hardly the time to get in the way of mothers whose children needed to be tended, cleaned and fed but we managed to straighten things out, calm a few grands and on to a great party at Cafe Rio.

The Wedding Week

2007-08-06T20:27:00.000-07:00

Monday night and we are in full gear. Although the wedding is not until the 16th, we will be hosting a reception here in Calgary on Friday night. Gerry has been at top speed for 6 weeks. She has really put her every effort into these events. These past few days, the house has been the number one priority, we are all working to have it ready to be full of family.

5 weeks is a long time.

At the same time we have been checking off important but last minute details. We will be entertained by a harpist, Spencer has abandoned the role of teasing elder brother and will emcee and are generally the recipients of many kindnesses by good friends. Thanks to you all, you know who you are. What have we forgotten? It doesn't matter as it will happen, regardless.

Carly is incredibly calm, in spite of the long distance courtship.

Carly and Jesse have had a frustrating number of weeks as they have courted by email, text message, facebook and telephone. Carly has said that she is sick of talking on the phone. They spend hours every night talking about their futures together. Jesse and his father arrive on Wednesday and we are meeting them in Cardston so that Carly can go through the temple. Carly has informed any and all that she and Jesse will travel back to Calgary together that evening, no debate.

This weekend there are 6 or 7 other receptions that will be in direct conflict with ours. Like Scott says, "Easy Peesy, Lemon Squeezy". We will have a party for whoever can come. After the reception and weather permitting, I am going to put a fire in the firepit and we will replay every move, roast marshmallows, hot dogs, whatever and chill for a couple of hours. Hope family can come.

I haven't come to grips with losing our baby. There have been moments when the reality is almost too much. We have experienced so much the past couple of years. Carly is, in many ways, incredibly mature and ready for this. On the other hand, how can anyone prepare for marriage when the actual experience is so dynamic. I am so very proud of all of my children, this week particularly so with Carly. She has her first temple recommend in hand and is deserving of it, without doubt.

Let the good times roll....

The Old Works

2007-07-30T20:48:00.001-07:00

Just returned from an annual golf trip to Butte, Montana. You ask, how could anyone take a golf trip to Butte? In fact, just 20 minutes west of Butte is the home of "The Old Works" golf course. This Jack Nicklaus designed course is a real treat. It is eminently playable, very inexpensive and run by a happy staff, who aim to please.

The Old Guy at the Old Works, 2007.

We arrived on Wednesday evening with plans to play 18 holes on Thursday, possibly 36 on Friday with 18 on Saturday and then a return home. On the way to Montana, 7 of us stopped and played at Cardston's Lee Creek Golf Course, an excellent credit to that community.

After playing 18 holes in almost perfect weather on Thursday, it was a no-brainer that we re-play in the afternoon. The whole day cost $91, 2 rounds of golf with cart. The hamburgers are world class, order the pepperjack cheese. Friday was a repeat of Thursday and Saturday was, as planned, 18 holes and a return to reality.

Old Works is built on an old Foundry. During the 1980's the U.S. government enacted a law to clean up environmental problems. Called the "Superfund", the government imposed a tariff on industry that was to assist with the clean up. Anaconda, Montana had a huge foundry that had processed all the ore in the Butte area. (You probably remember the huge open-pit mines in the community.) They contracted with Jack Nicklaus' company to build a course.

The Four of us Have Been Taking Golf Trips for 10 years.
Leron Crapo, The Old Guy, Dennis Locking and Kipp Craig.

The course features black shavings in all the bunkers and all the rough. It is spectacular.

It is a long way to travel. This was our 7th year. I want to make the trip again but, particularly want to do so with my sons. (As many of them as can make the trip.)

This year's cast, left to right; Ethan Craig, Simon Kelly,
Trevor Locking, Mike Parker (back), Dennis, Kipp (back),
Sean Smith (Joe Sport's son and my golf partner on the last day),
Chris Law (back), Sean Crapo, Leron (back), Stan, Frank Stanford.

Keep it in the fairway. Until next time.......

Keeping the Spark Alive

2007-07-09T22:01:00.000-07:00

The idea for this blog came to me late this afternoon as we hurried around the supermarket getting ready for tonight's FHE. Later this year we will celebrate 35 years of wedded bliss? The question mark simply highlights the fact that marriages are not all wedded bliss but ours has been one of great memories and increasing love.

As we walked through Sobeys today, I found that I could create some static electricity and then innocently put my hand on Gerry and give her a pretty good jolt. Each time I sent out the spark, Gerry would look around and try to identify what was shocking her. Of course, my role was to continue trying to innocently offer my assistance and to get up behind her, touching her leg or back with a full charge. After several successful sorties, Gerry identified the source of her zaps and began to endeavor to avoid them, mostly unsuccessfully.

We continue to fuel the fires of our romance, sense that while our love has matured and changed, it is better than ever. Of course we have our differences, that is what makes our family improve and complete. We have learned that differences of opinion are healthy and that nobody is ever exactly right. We also have agreed that we will commit to one set of principles, that we will put the Gospel first in our lives and will love one another forever and through whatever.

My advice to each of you is to understand that once you make the commitment to marriage, you forsake the option of being single. You, in fact, commit to a relationship that you have the responsibility to make successful. Understand that there will be bumps in the road. We keep our love alive by continuing to romance one another, by being friends, being 100% honest with each other and understanding that when we disagree, we will find a compromise.

I am grateful for my bride. She still takes my breath away. Hopefully we will have another 35.

How the Jacksons Do It.

2007-06-24T20:01:00.000-07:00

Cooper meets Mr. Ed.

Last year my cousin Pam lost her husband in a tragic way. He was my age and we had similar interests, primarily golf. I was at the hospital when he was brought in and did not fully understand the seriousness of his illness. Anyway, almost a year has passed by and Pam has had a difficult time coping with the addditional responsibilities of managing their small horse farm west of Calgary. Aunt Fran is Pam's mom and Uncle Jim is her brother, for clarification.

A couple of months ago, our common uncle Jim called and suggested that we have a work party out at Pam's place. We had a rain out a few weeks ago and re-sheduled to yesterday. Nobody was told to bring tools, yet everybody brought power equipment, compressors, mowers, trimmers, trailers and a variety of useful tools to do the work.

A deck needed renewal

By 9:30 a.m. sister Dawne and Dan were already at work when Gerry and I arrived with my sister Susan and her husband Harry. Dawne was manning an electric lawn mower, Dan was working on repairing a deck that had serious issues. After a 2 minute greeting from Pam, Aunt Fran and Uncle Jim and without any direction, everybody grabbed a tool and headed off in different directions to work. 15 minutes later Doug showed up with a large, ride on mower that would accomplish a whole lot. Along with Doug was his friend and employee Larry Simmonds, who brought out the company bobcat.

One of the buildings that needed a heavy coat of paint. Good Work!!

The interesting part of the day was the lack of guidance as to what needed to be done. It was obvious that there were many chores to do and we were the group to do it. During the day Doug's son Tyler and our son Spencer showed up and found serious chores to do.

We trimmed about 300 yards of fence line, trimmed around dozens of trees, mowed 4 + acres that had not seen a mower in 2007, painted the outsides of 4 buildings, repaired a large deck, cleared and cleaned up 2 large roll off loads of trash, weeded and fixed up gardens, repaired gates and fences and did so without direction and with the best of feelings. Uncle Jim who is 74 worked like a 35 year old, Aunt Fran and Pam put on a wonderful lunch.

Stan, Spencer and Doug

I am impressed with my brothers and my sisters, love and greatly respect all my in-laws, always am impressed with the hard work of Larry, Tyler and Spencer. It was not easy for anybody to be there yesterday. Everybody had other places that they needed to be but there was not one complaint, a lot of good natured banter and a whole lot of love. Thanks to all of you. I am, once again, awed with respect.

Talk to you soon.....

Father's Day

2007-06-17T20:26:00.000-07:00

A day to honor fathers. It has been 23 years since I bid farewell to my Dad and it is easy to miss him on days like today. He was a great guy and I wish that you all could have known him better.

Dad had the very old fashioned name, "Horace Milton". It was his father's name and he was proud of it. Most people called him Milt but there were some that called him Jack. Dad had a great sense of humor, loved to be the center of attention, he had a great mind and could argue very successfully on a myriad of subjects. Although he left school early, I remember my father as an educated man.

After he was diagnosed with cancer, we spent a weekend together and we talked. I asked him to recount the times in his life when he had been most happy. I didn't know what to expect but was surprised that the most prolonged happy time in his life was the time he spent in the army. Dad was quick to enlist at the beginning of the 2nd war and was overseas from 1939, returned home for officer's training in 1942 and 43, returned to England until late 1946. (I think.)

Milt and Pat in downtown Calgary, circa 1946.

I miss my Dad, can still conjure up the feeling of his whiskery face. Dad used to kiss me goodbye, it embarrassed me as a youth but remains a choice memory. Happy Father's Day Dad.

mini golf

2007-06-08T14:40:00.001-07:00

This is a message to Sam. I added the link to mini-golf as it is working once more. Have fun.

Time to Update

2007-06-04T16:40:00.000-07:00

Imagine all the ways that we communicate today. Just the other day all we had were smoke signals and the pony express and now we have so many different ways that it can be a little confusing.

My grandmother Rudolph was a great resource. She had stories about life that spanned the covered wagon to the supersonic age. When Grandma was a young woman up in the Innisfail area, her mother became seriously ill. The doctor made a decision that my great grandmother should be hospitalized immediately. A sleigh was sent out and gallons of hot water were provided in buckets to provide some comfort for the cold, snowy ride. Imagine that today a helicopter might be dispatched from Calgary and almost immediate attention might be given.

Anyway, I digress.

Last week we had the delightful opportunity to grandparent 3 of the grandchildren while Kristy and Lee went to Los Angeles. One year old twins whose greatest frustrations are in not being able to communicate freely express themselves most ably through loud screaming. They were absolutely wonderful as long as we were able to surmise their every wish. On the rare occasion when we weren't 100% tuned into them, our home became a tornado of screams, tears and anguish. Predictably Sol learned to take steps while here so that he could entertain his parents upon their return.

The twins have discovered that their teeth make excellent offensive and defensive weapons. If one of the toddlers takes something from the other, a wildly ferocious brother charges with fangs bared. Happens in the blink of an eye, cute to watch but incredibly effective.

Who needs pacifiers when you have chocolate!!

My apologies to my brother Bob for the following story.

While we were in Hawaii, Sam and I had occasion to be walking to the elevators together. As grandpas are wont to do, I made a rather rude noise, caused by upset stomach. Sammy looked at me and said, "Grandpa, was that you?" Of course, in typical male fashion, I denied it and Sam then asked, "Well who did it?"

(Apologizing now) I said, "Bob did it". I didn't think of brother Bob, just grabbed a name that came to mind. From then on whenever there was a burp, belch or worse, Bob was blamed. He became the invisible friend who took the blame for every rude, rank or raunchy act, as deemed by a five year old.

Well last week, brother Bob came over to our house and met Sam. Of course he was unaware of our invisible friend from Kauai. Upon meeting him, Sam's eyes widened and he said, "Are you Bob?" For the balance of Bob's visit, Sam sat chortling on the couch, repeating, "This is Bob". When I got home, Sam came up to me and reported that he had met "Bob". Hilarious!!!

Until next time.

The Shrinking Man - A Promise is a Promise

2007-05-21T09:10:00.000-07:00

This morning I am going to update my progress on my diet. It is humiliating to admit that I was as overweight as I have been but that is the case.

For the past couple of years I have known that my weight was an obstacle to longevity. I have had excellent, health except for high blood pressure, but I have known there are great health risks associated with obesity. I also understand how difficult it is to change life-long habits.

Last fall I felt that a change was absolutely necessary and also felt that my mind set was in place to follow through. The proof is in the results.

A number of friends have had tremendous success with a diet called the "Dr. Bernstein Diet". It is based on a premise of very limited calories, limited carbohydrates and vitamin and mineral supplements. As I am goal oriented, I needed a diet that would give results and chose to try this. The cost is significant, about $160 a week, so the motivation to lose is enhanced by the out of pocket expense. Three times weekly, I go into the clinic, weigh in and see an LPN who checks my general well-being, occasionally takes my blood pressure and then gives me an injection of vitamins B6 and B12, which supposedly enhances my fat burning. The critical part of the diet is to keep the patients in a state of keetosis, or fat burning. The nurse measures that by checking urine. I am fortunate that I can get myself in to keetosis quickly. I do know of a lady that could not afford the diet, took vitamin supplements, kept herself closely under doctor's care and lost 105 pounds last year.

I started the diet on December 7, (for those of you historians, this is an ominous date). The clinic set my goal for me based on height charts. The weight loss they initially set was very aggressive and we agreed on a 10% margin. I am close to the margin set at this time. Remember that my goal is to enhance my life, to avoid costly health mishaps. As I said earlier it is humiliating to admit that I needed to lose all that I have but as of this morning, it appears that I have lost 80 pounds. I exceeded my own goal when I lost 75 but have adjusted the goals to coincide with Dr. Bernstein's.

Side effects of the diet are the costs of re-wardrobing. I have gone through 6 pant sizes in the process and will likely go through one more. My shirts hang on me. I used to wear size XXL and now a L is the better choice. The other day I had to change pants to go to a meeting and was in a hurry. When I dropped my pants, my underwear dropped along with them.

Many people who haven't seen me in some time have a hard time recognizing me. I no longer take blood pressure medication and my resting heart rate is in the mid 50's. (I think my heart is saying, "I don't know what you did but thanks for the rest.")

Obviously, the next difficult part is going to be keeping the weight off. I do have a different mind set than at other times in my life and feel that I know how to manage it a little better. I haven't allowed myself very much cheating, even through Christmas, a golf trip and a trip to Hawaii, so know that the will power is there.

As a side note, my brother Doug, his wife Nancy and my sister Susan have all had great success on the diet. Gerry has lost 25 - 30 pounds just by shadowing me and is planning on going at it hard. Many people have been very supportive and I thank you all for your support.

So Much To Report

2007-05-12T18:48:00.000-07:00

Sorry for the long space between posts but there has been so much happening that it seems we are speeding along at warp 1.

In no particular order, let's review.

1. We sold part of the company. This has been in the works for several months and on February 28, we relinquished the waste and recycling side of Eco-Rite to Stampede Disposal and Recycling. It was time and it was a good thing to do. Unfortunately we also gave up the name as part of the transaction, therefore are now known as Hobble Canyon, Inc. We will continue to do the property management and investments under the new name (it is a new name only, we did not sell our company.)

We have moved the office into our home for the time being.

2. We bought a lot in Raymond. That's really all there is to that comment. We will build a house on the lot and the plan is one that we really like. It is premature to say that we will be moving anytime in the foreseeable future but we will be building a house on the lot. Doug and Nancy bought the lot next to ours and the Cahoons bought the one across the street. I don't think either couple is as committed as we are to building.

3. Most Important News. Gerry and I travelled to Utah to pick Carly up from school. We had a little insight that she was quite smitten with her friend Jesse Smith and it turns out, he, too was smitten with Carly. On Saturday, April 28th, Jesse and I went golfing (somebody needs to fill him in that it isn't cool to beat future father-in-laws when you want something from him.) About the 15th hole, Jesse came directly to the point that he wanted my permission to propose to Carly. (They were already deep in the discussions.) After shedding a number of tears, it became clear that permission was to be granted.

Little did I know that while we were golfing and discussing important things like the how many cows Carly is worth, she and her Mom were out shopping for a wedding dress. Carly is now sporting the largest ring in the family, has stars in her eyes and is planning an August wedding in Salt Lake City. Jesse is an electrical engineering student at BYU. He will graduate next year and is thoughtful and polite.

Carly and Jesse outside Temple Square. I think she is too young,
but who cares what old geezers think.

The week in Utah was spent doing wedding stuff, not golfing and goofing like I had hoped. It turns out that what we did was far more important.

Next post I will report on the Bernstein Diet. It has been a smashing success.

Kauai in Retro

2007-04-11T20:50:00.000-07:00

The islands were a fantastic success; not only to us, but, perhaps more importantly, to our children. Andrew came back saying that it was the best week in many and that he loves the island. Brewertons can't understand how people can live anywhere except by the beautiful and warm Pacific Ocean. As to us, we look forward to contemplating life from the bench in 2 short years.

Some quick pics.

A 3 foot tortoise just a few hundred meters off shore at Poipu Beach.

Lee's catch just minutes before he was visited by.......

the 300 pound Monk Seal who decided that Lee's Catch of the Night was exactly what he was going to have for dinner. Mmmm!!

Ha ele State Park. The end of the road has either a short or long hike that promises difficult hiking and awe-inspiring views. Take the walk, the kids did.

And finally, being a grand-parent is everything it is hyped up to be.

Time Share Vacations

2007-04-06T20:34:00.000-07:00

Marriott's Waiohai Resort on Kauai

I want to post my feelings about our time share experiences.

In 2001 I went on a golf trip with some buddies to Palm Springs. We stayed at Marriott Desert Springs in Palm Desert. Our accomodations were very tight with 3 to 4 guys sharing a room. (I later learned that this was a "lock off"). In spite of the crowded accomodations, one of the guy's very serious apnea and the related incredible nocturnal snorting, snoring and gasping, it was obvious that we were staying in a very deluxe resort, many different swimming pools, 2 first rate golf courses, more later.

Two months later we were invited to spend a week with our friends the Goodrows at their time-share in Kauai. This began our love affair with that beautiful island. Our accomodations were at the Lawai Beach Resort, another spectacular location. Our suite had 2 bedrooms, a fabulous lanai that faces the ocean, a completely equipped kitched, you get the picture.

These 2 trips had been our first vacation in several years as we had been building our business for the past 6 years and it was a little overwhelming. Anyway, we contacted a friend and he arranged for us to use a "getaway week" through Interval International in the fall of that year and I took Gerry to Palm Desert for her to experience the desert. The Princes joined us and we fell in love with the desert.

Like most people we had heard horror stories about time shares, the pushy sales people, the switch and bait tactics, lousy accomodation, etc. We had steered clear of all of those offers to, "have a free vacation and all we had to do was listen to a brief, no pressure presentation". After speaking with our friends, we felt that we were ready to get a little more information.

That year in Palm Springs, we accepted the offer of the Marriott to tour one of their properties and to receive a "free gift" for doing so. Our intention was to get educated and not to buy. When we met with the sales people at Marriotts Shadow Ridge Resort, we told them that regardless of their actions we were not going to buy at that time. We were there to get an education and after some attempts to prove our resolve, they respected our wishes and we had an hour and a half discussion, toured the property and got a $100 gift certificate to be used in a Marriott property.

I began to study time shares and the options. After realizing that most people don't use their time shares very well and very few people understood all the options that they had with a time share, we decided that we would look into buying one.

Now, if you are buying a time share, you need to understand that if you buy from a developer, i.e, the Marriott corporation, you will pay the retail price for the property. In Marriott's case, you receive the option to trade your yearly week for Marriott points as well as the additional options that the trading company offer. You get enough points to have a fabulous vacation, using 2 years worth of points, you can probably travel to Europe and stay in first rate accomodation. We found, however, that the retail price of Shadow Ridge was $25,000 and that the resale value was as much as $8 - $10,000 less.

We decided to buy our first time share and did so by watching prices carefully on the internet. I spoke with several time share resale companies, indicated our choices and limitations and in April 2002 we purchased a "one week" timeshare in the Marriott Desert Springs Resort in Palm Desert.

We were guided by the following:

When you buy a time share in the U.S., you are given a land title to the property you purchase. In Mexico or Canada most time shares are on a lease basis and expire after a number of years. By getting a deed, we have the property forever, can leave to our estate and own a portion of the real property.
We decided that the option of getting Marriott points was not worth $10,000, which was what we saved by not buying direct from the developer. We have found that we are treated extremely well and the purchase of a "resale" property has not been a detriment in any way.
We decided that we should purchase at a location that we really enjoyed in the event that the opportunity to trade was diminished.
Finally we decided that we would buy a Marriott because of the chain of Marriott resorts throughout the world and the trading power of these beautiful resort.

It has been our experience that we have been able to trade and/or use our week in Palm Desert to have as many weeks vacation as we can use each year. When you buy a time share, you generally purchase a membership in an exchange company. The 2 most recognized companies are RCI and Interval International. In year one we joined both exchange companies in order to understand them better. We found that II was an easier company to exchange with and have maintained our membership with them.

We are able to purchase getaway weeks through II, get bonus weeks when we "bank" our week with II, assuming that we have booked our week at a time when there is a bonus week available. Anyway, we use the one week for as much vacation as we can currently take.

Last year, we purchased a 2nd week in Lawai Beach. We did so in order to assure that we can go to Kauai when we want and were able to do so at a bargain price.

If you have read our blog for the past few weeks you will know that we have had a fabulous vacation. There are annual fees to owning a time share; property taxes and annual maintenance fees but you would never be able to get a 1200 square foot, absolutely spectacular apartment, right on the ocean for $1000 a week. We did and we do.

Thought you might appreciate our perspective.

Until later....

We'll Tough it Out!!

2007-03-28T22:43:00.000-07:00

This morning I rushed everyone down to the beach to have a look at the pod of whales that was passing through. At least 6 whales were breaching, rolling and spouting a couple of hundred yards away. They are incredible in their size and grace. The morning hadn't yet arrived with enough light to take pictures but, take my word, it was breathtaking.

Each morning Lee has been making his way out to find a "Catch of the Day". This morning he went down to a cove near Lawai Beach Resort and was overwhelmed with the creatures he encountered. He had a seal brush up against him and swam alongside a very large sea turtle (2 1/2 feet in diameter) as well as through bunches of colorful fish.

Andrew loves Hawaii. He told me on the way from the airport that it was the most beautiful place he had ever seen. It is a pleasure to hang out with him.

He showed up here with a streak of blonde in his hair, nice young man.

This afternoon we had a knock down grudge match at Puakea Golf Course. He had to give me 12 strokes and I got to hit from the white tees. The match was a see saw battle with Pops winning on the last hole.

Check out his styling shoes. He thinks that golf sandals are a blasphemy to the game of golf.

Andrew loves Lee. He has always had the greatest respect for his brother-in-law and Lee has always spent a great deal of time with Andrew. Lee started calling him Drew when he first met him and today that is the name that Andrew prefers.

Good Guys and good friends.

And lastly, this was the sky at 6:45 this morning.

We are in Paradise.

Call the Coast Guard

2007-03-27T16:55:00.000-07:00

R & R

There are 13 letters in the Hawaiian alphabet, hardly enough to describe how much we are enjoying our vacation. Right at this moment, Gerry is sitting beside me doing a Sudoku, Sam is on the other side, singing, playing race car and hanging out. Kristy is on the lanai taking in a little more sun and the boys, Max, Sol, Lee and Drew are all catching a cat nap.

We checked into the Marriott Waiohai on Sunday afternoon and are all enjoying this beautiful resort. Check it out at the Marriott site when you have a moment. Anyway, it is located right on Poipu Beach, ranked as one of the United State's top beaches. There is a lot of sand and grass, with beautiful cascading pools that cater to all ages.

Yesterday as soon as the sun was up Lee and Andrew were off to do some snorkeling and to scope out an area where it would be reasonable to spear fish. They were out about 1/4 to 1/2 mile and seemed to be out there a long time. After playing life guard for an hour, I went up to the apartment to check in. When I returned Lee was slowly snorkeling his way in but there was no sign of Andrew. Lee reported that Andrew had headed in earlier and wasn't sure what had happened to him. After searching for a few minutes, I made a hasty call up to the room and asked Gerry to find the binoculars and come right down. Within 4 minutes Kristy showed up with my camera and its telephoto lens as they couldn't spot the binoculars. What was I going to do, take pictures of the blue, vacant water. About the same time, I spoke with one of the pool attendants and told him we had lost sight of Drew.

TIME TO CALL OUT THE COAST GUARD the attendant said and the wheels were put in motion with people running hither and thither. Of course it was only about 5 minutes later that Andrew came sauntering down the beach, having been carried about 1/2 mile west to the neighboring Sheraton Hotel. Panic ended!!

Check out Kristy's Blog to see the boys snorkeling and the twins sampling the sand of Poipu Beach. The twins were not impressed with the ocean and pulled their legs up in time with the incoming surf.

We spent the day golfing, swimming, snorkeling, shopping and feasting.

Until later.....

The Perfect Lei

2007-03-24T20:46:00.000-07:00

This morning we went on a quest to find the perfect Lei. Somehow it didn't seem to exist, so we compromised and went to the Hawaiian market, known here locally as Costco and purchased what was available there. Gerry wanted leis that featured the plumerias because of their beauty and the scent. There was an abundance of leis but none that had plumerias; beautiful orchids but no plumerias. We then spent time finding plumeria trees, only to find the plumerias either in someone's yard or up high on trees. My task tonight was to search out a plumeria and bring back some flowers.

Phew, wouldn't you know that the perfect leis were right around the corner, literally so. We decided to walk through the Hyatt this evening and there was a little Hawaiian gal setting up a booth to sell leis, plumerias and all. $5.00 each!! So we bought 3; one for Gerry, one for Susan and one for Kristy (used as a prop in the attached pictures.

This is our 4th trip to Kauai with Mike and Susan Goodrow, our good friends. They very kindly have opened their Time Share to us these 4 trips. In fact, after our first trip in 2001 we purchased our time share in California and last year purchased one here at Lawai Beach. We spend much of our time laughing at and with each other. They are the perfect hosts and we love them. Anyone who attends the Spruce Meadows YSA Ward will recognize Mike from their bishopric.

Mike and Susan, March 2007

Andrew and the Brewertons are in the air right now. They will spend the night in Honolulu and then arrive here about 10:30 tomorrow morning. Sam told us tonight on the phone that he is now an "Airport Rat" after spending 7 hours in the airport in Vancouver.

Goodnight.....

Take 4

2007-03-24T00:15:00.000-07:00

The time difference of 4 hours is a difficult adjustment, especially when you don't sleep well at the best of times. The good parts of not sleeping in include spectacular views of an incredibly starlit sky, temperate times of the day for walk/runs and a great start to the day.

This morning I went for a 4 - 5 mile walk down past the Sheraton to the Marriott Waiohai, where we will be staying next week. It was clear and beautiful when I started and pouring rain on the return. In spite of the rain, the temperature stayed in the low 70's and the walk was outstanding. At 5:30 in the morning not many people are out and about, sunrise is about 6:35 and the skies are very cool.

As I was finishing my walk, SWFM (see my first post) came out of the building and we made our way across the street to watch the day begin. There are always a few surfers who come and ply the waves for an hour or two before the school day or work begins.

In Hawaii Monk Seals are a protected species. They get all the right of way they want, beaches are cordoned off and they are not to be disturbed. We have seen them each year and they are massive. A couple of years ago there were estimated to be only 50 monk seals left in Hawaii. Anyway, this morning one of them came into the shore right below Gerry and I. He/she scratched himself along the coral, surfaced, blew a few snorts and then played around in front of us. This seal appeared to be about 3 - 400 pounds, although the perspective is hard to gain from the picture.

The rest of the day was spent in serious rest mode. Each day we spend 2-5 hours lounging, reading and enjoying the sun. Many days this "rest" time seems to go on forever, in my view. My hyper-active nature requires that I do something, so I am usually wandering about after an hour or so. Everybody is good natured and trying to accomodate everyone else, so it all works out. Today there was an outing to Walmart and Costco, almost overwhelming that we went to 2 stores. (I just know that I will be a better greeter than Susan Goodrow. I hope I get the Kauai gig in a few years.)

Tonight we went out for our treat of the week. The Princeville Resort, (the most exclusive on an island of many exclusive resorts) puts on a seafood buffet on Friday evenings, so off we went. I won't divulge everything but suffice it to say that the cost is far more than any fiscally conservative person would generally spend on a whole month's worth of dining out. The food was spectacular, difficult to stay on target with the Dr. B thing but it was a one time event. I think we went so that Susan and Gerry could taste the Flourless Chocolate Cake and they tell me it was worth it.

Kids will be travelling tomorrow and we want them to safely arrive. Drew reported today that he is really excited to be here and we all know how Kristy and her family feel.

Aloha for tonight.

Mini Golf

2007-03-22T19:59:00.000-07:00

Sorry, it doesn't work anymore, so I will remove it. Sam quite liked it.

Paradise - Take 2

2007-03-21T23:39:00.000-07:00

Alright, the last post was a little wussy but it was a little overwhelming to arrive here and remember how fabulous a place it is.

The reality is that Kauai is one of our favorite places. Yesterday morning, I met a fellow from Indiana down at the "bench" and guess where his favorite place is; the Columbia Icefields. He even gave me the name of some out of the way lodge up in the mountains so there is beauty everywhere.

Actually the locals aren't so crazy about us Haoles (white people). Yesterday at Costco some guy told Gerry and I to stay on the Mainland. It sort of took the steam out of our sails for a few minutes but we recovered. There are issues with the cost of living, cost of housing, new developments and now a high speed ferry that will service the islands.

The last couple of days have been jam packed with not a whole lot. We have begun to bake ourselves a little, have made a couple of trips to Lihue to scope out some of the shops. One of my future goals has to do with becoming a host at Walmart and I thought I might check out the opportunities at the Kauai store. I can tell people to hang loose with the best of them. Costco pretty much demands a visit wherever we are, although I'm not sure why, the stuff is always exactly the same.

A monk seal made his way to the lava across the street from LBR (Lawai Beach Resort) and, as they are protected, basically laid there until he/she (I didn't get a chance to check the gender out) decided to motor on. Big excitement for a few minutes. Gerry snapped many pictures of the Bird of Paradise.

This afternoon Mike and I went golfing at Puakea, a recommended track. I played lousy on the front and he played lousy on the back. I think he was rattled by the Haole locals that joined us for the last 8 holes. They were pretty much the stereotypical loud mouths and one guy couldn't hardly contain himself from letting us know how much money he has.

We have scoped out the Marriott where we will be staying with the Brewertons and Andrew. It will be cool. Tomorrow we are heading over there to snorkel. Perhaps the fish are bigger there.

We're on a quest to find the best burger on Kauai, although so far we've only been to one of the places on our list and 3 out of 4 of us opted for something other than a burger. Susan did offer us all bites of hers though and it was okay. Oh well, we'll have another exciting day tomorrow, here in.....

Paradise.

Paradise - Absolutely

2007-03-20T12:09:00.000-07:00

Aloha from the Garden Isle.

The only difficulty about making this post is that I have to have my back to the ocean in order to get to accomodate the wired internet connection.

Memories have come flooding back as we renew our love for this beautiful island. I think one of my favorite places in the world is the little bench across the street from the Lawai Beach Resort that presents this view of palm trees, surf and sky. Each evening 75 to 100 people quietly gather to witness the end of the day and the oncoming of nightfall.

I wish that I could bottle the sounds so that you could hear them. The power of the ocean, the constant breeze, the early welcome from hundreds of wild roosters and no interruptions. It is a place where love is reborn.

These little princesses were having supper with their parents in the Beach House Restaurant.

There is a 4 hour time difference during daylight savings time and anyone that knows me, knows that I don't have the best sleep in habits. Up at 5:00 and a walk/run up to Spouting Horn, about 1 1/2 miles up the road. Got there just in time to witness the beginning of daylight and time to ponder our blessings. When I came back down, I found my friend Gerry out for a little walk of her own and we sat on the "bench" and watched the sun come up, surfers making their way to the surf, a lone fisherman casting out into the ocean and several whales far out spouting and turning.

By the way Ronn, the Papaya Tree seems to have survived its last experience with you and is flourishing.

This is paradise.

We'll check in later. See you soon kids.

Is This a Short Cut to Hawaii?

2007-03-18T16:56:00.000-07:00

Who are these seasoned travellers and what is the island in the background? 2 correct answers and you have earned brownie points. We are off on our spring vacation and as anyone who has read Kristy's blog knows, we are meeting them in Hawaii in a few days. If it doesn't look quite like Hawaii, you are correct. Note the jackets!!

The airline offered us the opportunity to lay over in San Francisco for a couple of days and we took it. We have spent the last couple of days hanging out, doing touristy things and shopping for those things that we forgot to bring. (Many things by the way.) We are staying in a Holiday Inn close to the airport and will fly out tomorrow morning direct to Lihue, Kauai.

Yesterday morning we picked Mark Ehlert up at his hotel and took him to the airport. He was down here attending an Adobe Conference. Jenn and the kids are up at our place doing doctor visits and other stuff. (In fact, I am proud of Jenn for her courage in buying a new car while Mark was away.) After dropping Mark off, we made our way down to San Jose (Milpitas) and found the Outlet Mall. It was a bit of a disappointment excepting for a couple of exceptions.

We made our way back up to the airport area and decided to save San Francisco until today. Of course supper was at In'N'Out Burger with burgers, animal style, mine without onions. Late this morning we wandered down to Fisherman's Wharf to see the sites. We were here about 7 years ago, so it was a refresher.

The first picture shows Alcatraz in the background. (I thought the customs guy in Calgary was going to send me there after the grilling he gave me.) Although cool, the skies were bright.

The Golden Gate Bridge is spectacular. We have a great story from our last trip here when Gerry wanted to see the water and we found a beach just north of the bridge up in Marin County. We'll tell you some other time about the nude joggers.

The wharfs are packed with seafood restaurants and vendors. This booth was offering shrimp po-boys, clam chowder in sourdough bread bowls, fresh steamed crab. We sat down and had sauteed shrimp and shrimp creole. They even made my creole without onions.

The last picture shows me and some of my friends sun tanning on the piers. Do you think I spent too much time in the tanning beds?

We'll report regularly.

Sundays

2007-03-11T21:24:00.000-07:00

It seems that a popular part of BLOGGING is to tell things about oneself. I am sure that most everything about me would put most people to sleep in a hurry. Maybe some day I'll post the list and then recommend people read it when they have insomnia.

Notwithstanding that, the opportunity to express myself is given, therefore, I take it.

I love Sunday evenings. For as long as I can remember, this has been my favorite time of the week. Sure there is the stress of Mondays just around the corner but Sunday nights.....

When I was a boy it was family time. We would eat Sunday dinner, then spend the night watching a little more TV than normally allowed. Disneyland, Ed Sullivan and Bonanza were the headliners and were always in black and white. (Color TV was a luxury that Gerry and I bought right around the time little Jennifer came into the world.) I remember meeting El Figo Baca, Hoss, Little Joe and Pa. Who can forget the important role of Hop Sing?

Anyway, back to my story. Dad would get creative on Sunday nights and likely come up with a culinary creation. His favorite, not mine, were raw spanish onions, sliced onto an open piece of buttered bread. Lots of salt and pepper. That's where Googly was introduced into our family or rice pudding and absolutely the bomb; a couple of pieces of bread, torn up and placed in a bowl with chokecherry syrup and milk poured on top. (Googly was the best. Ask my kids.)

As an adult I love the fact that Sunday nights offer a true peace from the world. There is little risk that work will rear its head for several hours, church calls are temporarily set aside. Perhaps friends will drop in, certainly family does. Gerry loves to feed her family and the kids respond.

Today little Anna and I did her first jig saw puzzle. We did it about 20 times, each time she got a little better, learning to figure out which pieces were the corners, sides and the left over 2 in the middle. We took a break to go outside and float leaves down the gutter.

Tonight, we sense that our children are safe, we rest from the world.

I like Sundays.

BBllooggiinngg

2007-03-09T20:05:00.000-08:00

This is a wonderful way to share information. We extend a welcome to new Bloggers, the Craigs and to Ashley and Trevor. This, then, adds a whole new dimension of LINKS to pick and choose from, new friends and new family. (Make sure you try the mini golf on ours.)

This has been a very different week. Without going into a whole lot of detail, we are facing some of those life-changing experiences. They are self-imposed, exciting and scary. You will hear much more in the next few weeks as I figure out how to verbalize them. Opportunities abound!!

I have worked every day for the past few weeks. Some days with a little less pressure. I have covered off the southern part of the province a couple of times and will head out to Medicine Hat in the morning to do about 1 - 2 hours worth of work. Oh well, that will give us the opportunity to swing back through Lethbridge/Raymond and see the kids. Gerry will travel with me to keep me company.

I checked my calendar and noticed that I have a speaking assignment in the North Calgary Stake on Sunday, so will use the drive time as an opportunity to get my thoughts together. I have assignments to 6 Stake conferences in the next couple of months and will enjoy teaching and encouraging the members to lengthen their strides relative to missionary work.

Soon there will be relief, as we are anxiously looking forward to 2 + weeks in Hawaii. Gerry is going to stay over and be a Granny Nanny to the Brewerton's for a few extra days. 7 more sleeps. (That is actually not true as I likely won't sleep much the night before we go.) We are looking forward to hosting son Andrew and the Brewerton Family at our secret little haunt on Kauai.

Love to all and goodnight.

Nature

2007-03-06T16:48:00.000-08:00

Saturday morning this family of deer stopped by the tee box to check out the fence, the neighbors decorating, any left over berries, some tasty branches and generally ambled up and down the fence line. There was the promise of new antlers on a couple of them and one of the young ones proved to himself that the chain link fence was too much even for his very strong legs. Many mornings a number of deer make their way through our yard, finding a place to rest, a little food (branches and whatever can be scraped up) and occasionally a place to rest.

The majesty is something we never tire of.

Winter Thoughts

2007-02-27T10:06:00.000-08:00

If Noah lived in this country he would have had to build a big sled, chip the animals out of the ice, bundle up in furs from some of the not so lucky animals and then wait for a robin to find green grass. Why did I write that February is such a great month? It seems that Mother Nature has conspired against us and made it snow ever since. That myth about the goofy gopher sticking his head out of the ground, seeing no shadow and it shortening winter was certainly dispelled this month.

The next time I hear someone say that it is beautiful out, just because everything is white, I'm going to give them a piece of my mind. What's wrong with living where everything is green all year round. That might be beautiful, too.

I am constantly cold, my gloves don't keep my hands warm, my feet are freezing, 2 quilts aren't enough to warm me up at night and Gerry has turned into a night owl. She likes to stay up past 9:30, which is my preferred bed time. (Not actually true but I wish it was many nights.) My skin dries up every time I go in the hot tub, making the following days of scratching and itching a pain, literally.

The munchkins all have colds, GI infections, (what the heck is a GI infection Lee) sniffle, puke and poop way too much. The front hall in our house is always full of boots, grime and stuff. Nobody does the walks except me, (occasionally not so but generally so).

IS ANYBODY LISTENING OUT THERE? I think I'll pack it all in and go to Hawaii in 2 1/2 weeks. Then I'll just worry about getting sunburned, skin cancer, all the problems back home, won't be able to sleep past about 4:30 a.m. (3 hour time difference) and I'll continue on Dr. B's plan, only in a limited sense.

Love to all.

Organized Chaos

2007-02-23T20:19:00.000-08:00

9:15 p.m., 5 grand children up, 2 x 10 month old twin grand sons with a slight stomach flu, 8 month old grandson with advanced climbing skills all over the house, frequent falls but no fear, 3 year old grand daughter and 4 1/2 year old doing laps in front of me, 24 year old son here with a female guest, (I don't know if she's impressed.) I'm sorry, did I say organized? I should say that the other son, the 30 year old one knows that Grandpa is affected by lots of noise, therefore he will do his best to elevate noise levels just to get a rise out of the old man. Parents of the twins are busy cleaning up, I think every blanket in the house has been through the washer/dryer in the past 48 hours.

Just a quiet Friday night. I love it!!

Joe Sports

2007-02-15T16:56:00.000-08:00

About 16 months ago, Collin Smith aka Joe Sports was called by his wife during a commercial break in his radio talk show. Her call was a shattering confirmation that Collin had been diagnosed with leukemia. 45 years old, the father of 4 children, Collin was at the apex of his career, hosting a daily sports talk show and the sport's anchor for the most popular t.v. station in the Calgary market.

What a ferocious battle he fought. In June, Collin was donated bone marrow by his brother Nathan in a last ditch effort to change the course of the disease. The marrow transplant was a success, the battle to fight the effects of the transplant were too much and Collin left our mortal company yesterday a.m. I have fought tears, many times failing, for two days as I remember the very good person who he is.

Collin (Joe Sports) was renowned in the Calgary media. Yesterday the radio station on which he marqueed and Global T.V. paid hours of tribute to him. From my perspective, he was a cherished friend. Collin was the center of our golf trips. He referred to them as EFY for Old Guys. Jokes were fast and furious. He was quick to kid and quick to heal. We last had a golf outing in May, he, in the middle of his treatments but we were his guests. I will cherish the memory of that day.

He was a great elder's quorum president, an excellent teacher, an influential youth leader and a beloved husband, father, son and brother. He leaves to remember him, his wife Margaret, children Lisa, Laura, Brad and Sean. Our thoughts are with them. We love Cleon, Meridee and the rest of the Smiths.

Another reminder that cancer has no prejudice, we are all victims of this horrible disease.

We pray for Collin

The Birth of a Princess

2007-02-09T20:45:00.000-08:00

February 14, 1986 was a crisp, cold day in Edmonton. The expectant mother felt a real sense of urgency as Dr. Morcus was scheduled to leave town on the 15th. At best, she worried about her new doctor delivering this child and the thought of a replacement at this late date was overwhelming. The compromise was that, although no sign of labor, he would bring Mom into the hospital, then introduce some chemicals that hopefully would induce labor. Hours passed and no reaction to the drugs and no labor. Dr. Morcus had set a time limit of 4:00 p.m. and if no labor by then, the intraveneous would be removed and nature would take its course.

The good doctor made rounds at 4:00 p.m. as promised, made a cursory check and announced that although there were no visible contractions, labor was started. It appeared that it would be hours before the stork made the house call and Dr. M. left instructions to be called when the time came. He had barely left the hospital when all **ll broke loose. By 4:35 we had our own little valentine.

She's a keeper. We wish her a very happy birthday. Consider yourself hugged.

February

2007-02-09T14:43:00.000-08:00

Most people find February to be a forgettable month. Not me, to me it is the key to spring time. January is over and April is only 58 days away.

February is a month that holds fabulous memories. 37 years ago on February 7th, I entered the mission home in Salt Lake City. That was long before MTC and lengthy training. We received 5 days of teaching, then were dispatched to our destinations. My first destination was Provo where I spent 2 months learning Spanish, then off to Guatemala/El Salvador. 35 years ago I returned home, still have a mental picture of Dad looking out the window of the airport. On February 12th of that same year, I met Gerry Norton, a cute little 18 year old who was secretary at the Institute. She had been baptized the prior year on February 6th. This sweet, shy girl later agreed to be my eternal companion and now and forever holds my heart. Our little grand daughter, Anna was born on February 13 and, of course February hosts Valentine's Day, important but much more so because that is the day our little Carly came into our family. How did 21 years go by so fast.

Let it snow!! I love February. Spring is not only in my heart but almost here.

Dr. Cal Fletcher

2007-02-08T21:08:00.000-08:00

One of my heroes passed away this week and I wish to pay tribute to him. I first met Dr. Cal Fletcher when I was in my late teens. We were in play-off basketball and in order to be able to compete, we needed to pass a physical. Dr. Fletcher stood in the Bonnie Doon Stake Center, leaning against the stage. He had us run a few laps around the gym, listened to our chests with a stethoscope and then pronounced us fit to play.

Over the next few years, I came to know him much better and then again more recently, even more so. When I was a young man, Cal used to invite me to travel with him when he had High Council assignments. As we travelled to Red Deer, Rimbey, Wetaskiwin and other places, Cal would teach me about life. I remember asking him one time what life was like when you had no financial worries. His response was typical, he told me that it made life fun. Cal was frugal and wise, yet enjoyed life. He was proud that he saved money throughout his professional career and enjoyed his retirement years.

His children, grandchildren and now, many great grandchildren are a legacy to he and Norma. They are close to one another, professionally accomplished, talented and share the quiet nature of the Fletchers.

Cal always had a purpose, whether it was professionally or playfully. He loved to tell stories about the ski trips he took with Kay Burnham and Burns Larson. Typically they involved all night trips, kamikaze skiing and self-treatment for serious injuries. He loved to tell about the time he broke a leg, anaesthetized it and drove home to Edmonton because his buddies wanted to continue skiing. (Pardon the artistic license with the story but that is my recollection.)

He was a first rate medical practioner. Recently my son-in-law Lee met Cal and they began to talk medicine. Cal was disappointed in himself that he had forgotten some of the various procedures and anaesthetics he used. His first love professionally was anaesthesia and he was good at it. He was current throughout his practicing career and practiced until well into his 70's. His last many years of work were spent assisting with dental procedures that required the patients to be asleep.

He loved to tell me about the time that he hit golf balls into a home made cage in the basement of the Royal Alex Hospital in Edmonton. After hitting tens of thousands of balls over the winter months, every time he was on call, he went out and won the Edmonton Doctor's Golf Tournament at the Mayfair Golf and Country Club in Edmonton. Sandy tells the story of his going over a dry water ski jump with predicted results.

I loved his story about the time the dock needed repairs at the Sylvan Lake cabin. Needing to make the repairs under water, he created his own SCUBA gear, using old oxygen tanks and surgical tubing. This was typical of his attitude.

A few years ago, they moved to Calgary as they recognized a need to be close to family. It was the forethought that he was famous for that brought them here. He knew that they needed to be close to Sandy as they aged. About 3 years ago, Norma moved into a care facility. Her very brittle bones can no longer carry her and she spends most days in a bed.

It was Cal's absolute dedication to his wife that kept him going for the past couple of years. Occasionally we had the privilege of picking him up to deliver him to the nursing home. Inevitably he was sitting on his walker outside the garage waiting for us at 3:00 p.m. When we delivered him home, I will always remember his walking into the garage and pushing the walker off to the side, as if to say, why am I hobbled with this?

During these rides, Cal was once again full of wonderful stories. He taught fiscal restraint, advised me that if I lost 10 pounds, I would feel better. A few times we would detour out into the country for a little ride and he mentioned those trips all the time.

Last Monday his heart gave out. Dr. Cal Fletcher was 87 years old. Norma tells me that they became friends when they were 17 years old and have been married for 64 years. He is my friend.

Waist Management

2007-02-05T08:30:00.000-08:00

I have spent most of my life in waste management and haven't spent as much time worrying about waist management as I ought to have. Recently, however, that is changing. You know, when someone asks me how much weight I have lost, my typical response is about 1,000 pounds. That is to say, over the years, I have lost 15 - 25 pounds many times over.

Last year, I found that my energy level and abilities were substantially lessened and determined that it was now time for waist management. I also realize that I need checks, balances and goals in my life to really follow through on commitment. Several friends had lost significant weight on the Dr. Bernstein Diet, a serious diet for the committed. After doing some self-analysis, it was gut check time and you guessed it, the gut needed to recede.

I went to my initial appointment early in December and can report that, after 6 full weeks on the program, (I don't count my week in Phoenix golfing as a week on the program although I did not put on any weight) the scale at Dr. B's office reports a 40 pound decrease. There is a great deal of work to do but I'm keen for it. I look forward to feeling much better and do so right now.

The strategy of Dr. B is to get the patients to regularly report in, control the type and number of calories and subsidize oneself with appropriate vitamins and minerals. I have always taken a mixed cocktail of vitamins, chondroitin, glucosamine, calcium, 82 mg. aspirin, etc., so this is the easy part. Limiting my eating is more difficult. Actually SWFM (check prior post) has a difficult time cutting back on portions and always wants to provide the tastiest for her family. Christmas was very hard as there was always a goodly number of tasty treats on the counter.

Anyway, I now make my way to the Dr. B clinic 3 times a week where I bare one of the private cheeks or the other, receive a poke with a dull needle, purportedly filled with vitamins B6 and B12, weigh myself, review my foods for the past couple of days and get a small measure of encouragement. There are doctors on staff and I meet regularly with one of them but the fellow I saw last Friday was, at best, putting in time.

As to the waist management, down about 6".

Use my name if you sign up.

Ya Gotta Start Somewhere!!

2007-02-04T19:47:00.000-08:00

Why didn't somebody tell me that you can't go backwards? It would have saved some time by not having to repeat myself. Taking the cue from our children, we will attempt to set up a blog that will give our friends and family the opportunity to stay in touch.

This BlOG (now whoever came up with that name?) will generally be written by me, Pops, with the odd comment from She Who Fulfills Me. We will actually celebrate 35 years of generally wedded bliss late in 2007 and consider ourselves BFF, in the very real sense.

What I will hope to accomplish by this BLOG will be to share important moments, humorous incidents and whatever slips into my generally vacuous cranial cavity. Family will be paramount and you will likely read more about grandchilren's foibles and kids activities than you might wish, but enjoy it please.

We have 5 children; 3 married, leaving, oh well you do the math. Current count is 9 grand children but we expect many more. We enjoy having any of them and all of them with us. Our home can become Grand Central Station in a hurry and the seemingly favorite place to play (read that as noisy) is very close to Grandpa's chair. You'll hear more about that later.

Well enjoy. This BLOG (there it is again) is intended for family and friends. It is not intended for bigots, critics or thrill seekers. We'll get back to you soon.