
Saturday, February 12, 2011
more events

Saturday, February 05, 2011
a roundup of sorts.
Who is this guy and what did he do this month? ( some folks might call this a roundup as a label to put on all the stuff done)
Well first off the last week is well worth rounding up, but as a whole this roundup will include all of January and through today in February.
Looking back at the week, first.
Post from the NM Gas Blog: IMPORTANT INFORMATION ABOUT GAS OUTAGES
When gas will be restored: We will keep you informed as soon as we know when
we can begin to restore service.( good news here is our gas did not go off)
Quoting from my favorite blogger, about our weather, she said this: "So let's recap - Tuesday was a "snow day", Wednesday was an "ice day", Thursday was a "too cold to start the buses day", and Friday is a "no natural gas" day. Welcome to the "bizarro world"."
Well then to keep the week interesting Saturday was the day the church was found flooded with water from broken pipes in the ceiling. The fire system broke and a 3 inch water pipe pushed out water at 100 lbs of pressure all night. The building floors, all of them, are gone. The ceilings in the hall are gone. It will be a real project to get this back to being able to use.
I enjoyed a couple of movies. Victoria and Albert, and Social Network.
I have especially enjoyed reading a lot of books this month. I finished "Lengthen Your Stride" about Spencer Kimball. I am well into another one on the first part of President Kimballs life. I re read N. Eldon Tanner his Life and Service, and read An Abundant Life, The Memories of Hugh B. Brown, a biography of James Talmage, a biography of B.H Roberts and my favorite for January was The Biography of Gordon B. Hinckley.
Yesterday KJ pulled up this picture of me. She took it from a family group picture and it in some ways becomes one of my more current pictures. When I first looked at it I saw it side by side with one I use more often when a picture is needed. It was taken before this one and it, unlike this one, does not show the face wrinkles and what I see in myself is just a little less zest than what I have had over the years. It wasn't a picture that I would think of first when I might "picture my self in my own "minds eye". Course I suppose no one would envision them self as they really are. Nevertheless this reality is part of my roundup.
Lots of progress this month in finding names of ancestors.
Spent several nice weekends with the boys and KJ.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Some Sunday morning stuff
Ancestors are interesting. Two parents, and 4 grandparents mean you come from at least 4 locations, or lines. Both of my Grandparents on one side come from Wales. Llanllwni, to be specific. Course that town is just for one of them. That is my cousin Bob standing by the sign a few years ago.
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Today I had some time on my hands, which is rare on Sunday's, so I was looking through some old correspondence and sent off a few notes to folks I had not connected with in a long time. Passed on some pictures too. I cam across a story about Malad Idaho so just for the blog of it, here it is.
William Cole (aka known as Billy The Kid) rode into Malad in the spring of 1869. He was wounded and suffering from severe wounds. He fell in love with a widow lady with four kids and married her. Her name was Susan Palmer Debuke. They built a cabin in the St John area. The cabin still stands on Tom Palmer property. They had one child after being married for a year, but he suddenly up and left town without warning. The little girl child and her mother left Malad and joined her parents in Peru Nebraska where she died in 1924. Jesse left a poem for his wife titled: GRASSHOPPERS AND CRICKETS:
Things look desperate and awfully sad.
For we are just about to bury the city of Malad..
Their long melancholy faces with their sad frowns
To see the last shovel full thrown on the town,
Their will be weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth
If the revolation fails to give them relief.
Oh! what a burying it would be,
It would break many a heart
When boys from their true lovers will have to depart.
They will wander througth the valley among sage brush and thickets,
To leave old Malad to the grasshoippers and crickets
They must throw aside lieing with others deceit,
for the devil make take them all in a heap.
Remember old Malad has drawn its last breath
And all we can do is announce its great death.
For the devil has charmed them by some unknown spell
For the first thing we know we are all heaped up in hell.
If the people don't try to make some resistance
I will bid farewell and disappear in the distance.
I will hoist my sails and hoist my banner
And bid farewell to my own dear Anne.
For I think for our move we are the devils relations
And he can't help us by his revelation
And all we can do is to buy our traveling ticket
And leave old Malad to the Grasshoppers and crickets.
William Cole Year 1870
(original spelling and words in the poem)
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Another interesting picture
Friday, January 21, 2011
A day to remember..............

Saturday, January 01, 2011
With all our heart

A quote I liked very much from this book was originally one from Stephen Ambrose who said, "The past is a source of knowledge, and the future is a source of hope. Love of the past implies faith in the future".
In order to really know who we are we often have to look closely at our heritage and our roots. Roots can be found in a lot of ways. People of course, our own lives, and the core of our beliefs.
This book brings all into focus and helps us draw even more on our faith.
Today is January 1st, 2011. I finished this book today. When I think about it I have a lot to be grateful for today. Kathy of course. One son is back where he went on his mission visiting with people he learned to care about. The other is helping someone who needs the help move. Those things are worth being happy about. Our daughter is with her good family and serving them with all her heart. Again something to feel good about.
Not a bad start for a new year.
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Friday, December 31, 2010
looking back, again



I remember living in the little house behind this one and then when this one was built by my dad moving into it. My guess is that this picture was taken before the house was completely finished. I have no idea where this window is in the picture above but find it interesting to not the less than total happy expression I had on my face. Perhaps I didn't like looking out that window. My expression in front of the hose does not seem to be one of just being glad to have my picture taken either but then I seem to be serious. I had plenty of hair on my head which was and would be a good thing. I remember last week sitting in church next to a little boy about the same age as I was in this picture and he had hair much like this. He seemed to be pretty cool in my opinion. He too just sort of went about his little project of laying out some toy army guys and sort of had a similar expression on his face.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
In the countenance of others we see the face of the Lord


Saturday, December 25, 2010
Tamale, posole, doughboy Christmas thoughts


Friday, December 24, 2010
Eve Day
Thursday, December 23, 2010
1940 something but still a memory

Saturday, December 18, 2010
Tree stores

This past week I came accross a couple of Trees that surprised me a little. My aunt, I guess, made up a tree with some of my cousins pictures on it. I found myself on it for that matter. Another surprise was getting to see the London Temple through a Christmas Tree thanks to another cousin who is working there for a few more months.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Monday, December 06, 2010
inside the Pit
A fireside will be held at the Albuquerque West Stake Center on December 17th, 2010 at 7pm. Members of the Church who are also on the Brigham Young University football team will speak and provide musical presentations.
Friday, November 26, 2010
"Just" for Trudy

The little girl on the right is sure cute. Course the one getting a drink makes me remember that day.
In Proverbs 22:1 it tells us that "A good name is rather to be chosen than great riches, and loving favor rather than silver and gold.
Our parents gave us a good name which we will always share. "There" name goes with us. We honor them by remembering and sharing and caring.
For your birthday I wish for you that yours and Gary's name is always honored, and remembered and shared.
Love Brent
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Giving Thanks this Thanksgiving

Saturday, November 13, 2010
Tuesday, November 09, 2010
walk through the bosque
Saturday, November 06, 2010
what is success

A good goal, it would seem, would be to obtain "success". The question of whether that is a good goal seems to be much easier than the answer to "what is success".
Success seems, or has seemed, like a ladder. It seems like it must involve taking some steps up somewhere and that those steps would be progressive towards something.
In Ether 12:27 it says, " And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weakness. I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them.
We heard this scripture last night and I thought about it in terms of how does it help us be better. It seems pretty logical that if we become better in some way that would be a success. This scripture suggests something different than the idea of a ladder leading up to some higher place. It suggests that being better is gained by being humble. Being humble is probably not like a ladder but more like a mirror recognizing that we need to improve. Humility doesn't bring up thoughts of climbing a ladder.
I suspect that weak things become strong because they become successful in getting closer to the Lord. That then must be what success really is........................
Tuesday, November 02, 2010
thought for the day
Only a man who knows what it is like to be defeated can reach down to the bottom of his soul and come up with the extra ounce of power it takes to win when the match is even




