Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Time with Tanner

Last Friday Jason came up from Layton on the way over to Camp Bartlett where he was involved in a big scouting activity for adult leaders on Saturday.  He brought Tanner up with him and dropped him off to stay with us overnight and then to go up to Nampa, Idaho on Saturday to pick up a car I had bought online.  I was looking forward to spending some time with Tanner, before he goes into the Marine Corps next week.  I love the man.  He is awesome and we had a good time talking and riding together.  Picking up the car was definitely the secondary benefit of the trip, but we are happy about that too.

Tanner has a special attraction to people, especially kids.  My dad always used to say that you can't fool dogs or kids.  Every time we get together with family, the younger kids just seem to gravitate to Tanner.  He has a special way about him which make them and all of us just love him.  This love is especially felt by Ryan and Samantha's kids.  The boys just idolize him.  When they found out he was coming up last Friday, they invited him, and us, to come over for a sort of farewell party.  Sam cooked a delicious meal and Ryan put together a little movie about Tanner and their kids.  The food was great and the movie brought a tear or two to nearly every eye there.  We had a great time together and everyone felt the love we have for each other.  It was a wonderful and memorable experience.  Tanner will definitely been in all of our prayers.


Here are Tanner and some of his fan club,  Annika, Tristan, and Micah.  He has many other fans as well.
After picking up the new car we stopped by Nina and Steve's place in Meridian.  We don't get to see them quite so much as we'd like.  They are kind of off the beaten path living up there.  I hadn't seen Camille or her kids for along time.  In fact, I hadn't seen the two youngest at all.  We had been concerned about Talon, now four years old, who was born with some  serious issues.  Just one look at him and we could see that our prayers and theirs have been answered.  He is coming along very well and making excellent progress.  Camille is a great mother to her boys and I just love her to pieces..
 
Here I am with Camille and the new one in the family, Tenlyn sp.  It was so good to see Nina and Steve and also Camille and her cute kids.  They wanted to play football in the back yard, which I did, for a little while.  It did reemphasize the facts., they are young and I am not.  It was a short visit, but it was great to see them and visit with them for a while.  They remembered Tanner, from when they lived up in Boise several years ago.  Tanner enjoyed seeing them too,  I appreciated Tanner helping me with the car.  It worked out well for all of us.  We wish Tanner all the best.  The Marines must know a good man when they see one.  We'll stay in touch as much as we are allowed.  Love our "Tan Man".

Sunday, September 8, 2013

Family Reunion 2013

The events of the past few days have filled my heart with awe and wonder, but more especially a profound feeling of gratitude, gratitude for such a wonderful, large and active family and the way they live their lives..  We had a family reunion at Bear Lake.  We were fortunate enough to have access to the wonderful facilities of Camp Hunt.  Jason and Rene were the ones who spearheaded this great event and did most of the planning.  I'm sure, I speak for the entire family when we say: "THANK YOU, SO MUCH  FOR THIS WONDERFUL TIME WE WERE ABLE TO SPEND TOGETHER.  We are a large family.  We are all busy people and have much going on in our lives, work, school, church, sports and other activities.  We are all determined to do our best in all that we do.  Unfortunately, none of has discovered a way to be in more than one place at a time.  Thus, the extra effort made by all who attended was much appreciated and we all enjoyed the time we were able to spend together these past few days.  Kinsey was not able to make it, because she is serving a mission in Sweden.  Philip and Megan had other obligations for most of the time we were having the reunion, and we certainly understand the issue of the long drive from Las Vegas.  It would have been a very long ride for the short time they and their family  could have stayed with us, not to speak of $4.00 gas and the time it would have taken to drive up to Bear Lake.   Stephen, was being Mr. Dependable, as usual.  He sacrifices a lot.  We did enjoy having Candice and the kids for Saturday.  I think they all had a good time, though I'm sure they would have loved having Stephen there too.  He did call during the reunion time.  We know where his heart was and we missed him greatly.
 
It will probably be a long time before we can all get together again.  Kinsey is on her mission.  Tanner leaves for the Marine Corps in less than two weeks.  We worry about him, but we wish him well and know he will do well as he serves the cause of freedom here and around the world.  The Marines should feel lucky to find such a fine young man, ready and willing to serve the cause of freedom.  We pray always that he will be safe and learn a lot that will help him in the future.  He has a great attitude about it, and he knows for sure that we will miss him greatly and the entire family will.  "We  all love our Tan Man. "   His little sisters, Megan and Maddie, are going to miss him greatly as will as the rest of the. family.  GOOD LUCK!!! Tanner.  stay close the Lord and as
close as you can to your family.  Never fail to call upon the Lord in times of trouble and always,  You will do well and please know that you will always be in our thoughts and prayers.  It was so good  see you there at the reunion
 
It was good to have all of you there.  It is said, we should not  be proud, but it's very hard, when you have such a  good and wonderful family as ours.    I guess rather than admitting I'm proud, I'll just say I am very well pleased with you all.  I'm going to insert a few photo's from the many that I took at the reunion.
I think we did our share of multiplying and replenishing the earth, "Forty-two Things"  The Reunion had a Dr. Seuss theme, just in case you hadn't guessed.

Just a few of the clan.  Micah wrote the family name in the sand.  It's gone from there already, but I hope all of us have the name chiseled into our hearts and always remember who we are and what we stand for.
A little fun in the water is always in order at Bear Lake.
 
  

There is some serious fun!!!!  They made me laugh 'til I cried.
And here they are again.  A thrill a second.  JT said:  My mom and dad may have raised some fools, but they didn't raise any chickens.  They are indeed willing to try most anything.  Well anything good and exciting. 
Eborn kids playing in the sand at Bear Lake.

                       The Lodge at Camp Hunt provided excellent accommodations for the whole clan.

Now, there are two beautiful girls. Maddie and Megan!
Boating friends, Ethan and Micah.
And here is Jason doing a little more of everything.  The man amazes me.  He can do everything from scuba diving to making sloppy joes and does it all with a smile.  His greatest achievement is his wonderful family, who are such good people and obviously love being together.  Their example of love and service is something we all need to take not of and seek to emulate.
Shooting and catching "Bottle Rockets"
And getting the family together also means a little wiffle ball, a reminder of the "good old days."
Anybody for green eggs and ham?
Just look at that tan.  He's probably been to busy all summer to take his shirt off until after the sun goes down.
 
 
Halle and Micah enjoying the cool breeze.
Avery preparing for a wild ride.
Hayden coming in from the beach.
Candice making sure Sophie is protected, at least from the rays of the sun.
And Kinsey was there too, at least in a way and always in our hearts and prayers despite being so far away serving the Lord  as a missionary in Sweden.
Putting a reunion like this together is quite a task.  Even making time for it in our busy lives can be stressful.  I want to thank Jason and Rene and their family for making all this happen and enduring the stress of it an us all.  At least one member of the family seems to have it all in perspective.  Neveah arrived cool, calm and collected, and still ended up being the life of the party.
"Except we become as little children ............."  Maybe we could all take some lessons from Thing 42.

Saturday, August 24, 2013

Of Monkey Wrenches, Stepping Stones, Stumbling Blocks and Bridges

I'd like to share a few thoughts that have come to me in the past few days.  About two weeks ago, I got an email from one of Iris' distant cousins, who lives in New York.  He is a convert to the Church and has been very active in Family History and Temple work over the years.  He had noticed on new.familysearch.org that we had done some of the temple work for one of his and Iris' distant cousins.  He sent us a copy of his linage on this particular line which led back to a Gabriel Wheldon who was an early settler in colonial Massachusetts.  This Gabriel Wheldon was listed as Iris' 8th Great- Grandfather, or at least that's the way I read it, in the program we often use for these purposes.  It's called allymycousins.com.  This cousin wanted to know how Iris tied into this Gabriel Wheldon who was their common ancestor so I sent him the linage as best as I understood it, showing an Isaac Wheldon as Iris' 7th Great Grandfather, and assuming that he was the son of said Gabriel Wheldon.  There has been a lot of research done, literally over hundreds of years, on this particular family.  The next day, I got another email from Iris' New York cousin.  He questioned what I had sent to him, stating that Gabriel Wheldon had no son by the name of Isaac and so there was a sort of disconnect, which kind of baffled me.  We have records of the Wheldons, at least some of them, leaving New England after the Revolutionary War and moving south, first to Delaware, then the Carolinas, and eventually to Georgia.  This cousin apologized for, in his words, "throwing a monkey wrench" into our research on this particular line.  I thought about it a great deal and even took my problem to the Temple a couple of times.  After a good deal of thought and prayer and further research, I discovered that Gabriel Weldon was  Iris' 9th Great Grandfather, rather than the 8th.  He was actually the father of a John Wheldon,  and thus Iris' 8th Great Grandfather.  He had a son named Issac Wheldon who is Iris' 7th Great Grandfather.  I know a lot of this is of little interest to most of you.  The afore detailed scenario is not the real purpose of me writing this on this blog.  As you read further, I think you will see how wondrous things take place when we seek the Spirit and work to solve the issues we face.  Often, what appears at first glance to be a mistake is probably the providential hand of a loving Father in Heaven, placing opportunities in our path.  The duty and privilege to act on these special promptings is always most rewarding as we follow the Spirit gentle nudging.
 
According to the dictionary the phrase "throwing a monkey wrench into something" means to cause it to fail.  Well, not so quick.  I'm convinced that all things have their purpose.  Our challenge is to take what ever "comes down the pipe" and make the most of it.  We all have our bad days, trials, and tragedies to one degree or another.  Elder Wirthlin gave a conference talk once called "Come What May and Love It."  This is not always easy to do, but it is good advice for everyone.  The Prophet Joseph in the Liberty Jail questioned why he and the Saints had to suffer so.  He was told that "... all these things shall give thee experience and work together for thy good."  That is absolutely true for all of us, but we have our agency to decide.  Will the circumstances or incidents we face become monkey wrenches, dooming us to failure?  Will we allow stumbling blocks to impede our progress and happiness, or will we turn them into stepping stones leading us and others across troubled waters.  Or even better, will we be bridge builders who take the time and energy to organize every needful thing and build bridges which lead us and others across troubled water or terrain toward light and safety?
 
As I lay in bed the other  night, I was restless and sleep did not come easy.  I was tired enough to sleep, but was of troubled mind.  As I tried to sleep these words kept coming to my mind.  Monkey Wrench, Stumbling Block, Stepping Stone, Bridge.  Eventually, I picked up our little Kindle and opened new.familysearch. org.  I started with Iris' lost, but newly found, 8th Great Grandfather, John Wheldon.  I followed his line and those of his spouse and children  The sleepiness left my eyes and mind and I soon became engrossed in a marvelous experience.  I felt the presence of the departed in my room and in my mind.  The names of family members needing temple ordinances began to pop up at almost every move of my little stylus pen.  The time flew, the names of deceased ancestors and their families came in a steady stream.  By the time I arose for the day I had reserved the names of nearly 1,000 of Iris' deceased relatives. I envisioned these families, parents, children, grandparents etc. as they experienced the sorrows and joys of this life together. I also felt the joy they felt as their names and the names of family members were put on my reserved list to be shared with temple patrons around the world, where they will, by proxy, have the privilege of making sacred covenants necessary for salvation and for eternal family relationships.  These covenants have brought the greatest joy to me, and I know they will do the same for anyone who will willingly make and keep them. 


We can let the proverbial monkey wrench cause us to shrink and fail in our most essential tasks.


We can lay stepping stones across the troubled places in our lives allowing us and others who come this way to pass by more easily and safely.


We can allow stumbling blocks to cause us to fall and be injured as we make our way along life's path, thus causing us to become discouraged and to lose focus on the tings that really matter.

 We can use our God-given abilities to stop and construct a bridge leading across the troubled places of our lives to be used by ourselves as well as untold others who come along the way.

We can even organize society and use our combined resources to build bridges, both literally and figuratively, which will lead us toward greater light and  growth as well as greater joy together with our families and the families of others who also seek the light and follow the way.
 
We must learn to see opportunity even in our setbacks and trials.  The promises are sure.  The time frame is not so certain, hence the need for continued faith and the need to endure to the end, or at least until the morning.
 

Sunday, August 11, 2013

Who's That Sleeping in My Bed

We had the blessing of having Ada and Avery stay with us for a couple of days while their parents were gone on vacation.  It is always fun to have them around.  They are always polite and grateful for the time we can spend together.  Several years ago iris found this big stuffed Teddy Bear at a yard sale.  She bought it and since then nearly all of our grandkids have brought it out and played or slept with it while they were visiting us.  It was Ada's turn this week.  She had settled in for the night on our couch with her favorite bear.  I couldn't resist taking a picture.

Earlier we went for little hike.  I guess you could call it that.  Ada had only brought her flip-flops so that kind of limited our choices.  We decided on a leisurely hike around the Denzil Stewart Nature Park.  It is a park that is intended to take people back to a time when the land was undisturbed by
the advances of modern man.   The only changes are a paved sidewalk that goes all the way around the park.  There are also a few interpretive signs and benches when the tired or the elderly can sit and rest if they need to. It's located kind of in the center of Logan near the Logan River. I'll include a couple of pictures of this little hike.



Ada and Avery are close in age and seem to enjoy one another's company.  We enjoyed having them with us.  They are a joy in our lives.  Funny how grandkids tend to do that!!!

Friday, August 2, 2013

A Quiet Day on the Mountain

I spent the day alone on the mountain today.  It was good to just be there, sit in the shade and reflect on my blessings.  The huckleberries were an added bonus.  I think I'll do it again, probably tomorrow.

 
Day Two on the Mountain
 

Saturday, July 27, 2013

A Joyous Surprise

Annika took piano lessons for about two months just before school let out for the summer.  I could tell she seemed to have a knack for it and was happy she was going to take piano lessons.  Then school was out and for one reason or another the lessons were put on the back burner, so to speak, for the summer.  I really didn't give it much more thought until a couple of weeks ago.  I happened to stop by Ryan and Sam's house to see them and the kids.  The kids were playing in their beautiful big yard.  Before I left, Annika came over to me and asked me to come into the house.  She said she wanted me to listen to something.  I went in with her and she took me to the piano in their front room.  She sat on the piano bench and proceeded to play some of the hymns of Zion.  I could hardly believe my ears and was overjoyed by her accomplishment and ability.  She has not let the little lapse in lessons hold her back.  She loves the piano and is learning to play so well already.  I'm sure her teacher will be astonished as well when lessons resume.  She likes to play rather fast and I'm sure her teacher will help her with her timing , but the speed also speaks to the dexterity of her fingers and her mind and fingers coordination.  It will be great to see where her God given gifts will take her as the years go by.

Below, the evidence.  Not bad for a nine year old with two months of formal piano lessons.  I don't know where she got this  musical talent from, but it certainly wasn't from me.


Monday, July 15, 2013

Where is Heaven? Is it Very Far?

The Logan Temple has been closed for the past two weeks.  We have missed being there and assisting in the wonderful work that takes place within its walls.  We have also missed the association we have with so many of the good people we work with and the patrons who come and go each day. They are indeed a blessing in our lives.  Though we have kept busy and taken a couple of short trips the Temple never gets far from our minds, or our view for that matter.  There have been some exquisite views of the Temple during the past few weeks.  The Temple is beautiful at any time, but sometimes the atmosphere enhances the view.  Fortunately we live close enough that I can capture some of these views, if I keep my eyes open and the camera handy.
 
Below are just a few of the views which beckon us to the Temple and to feel the peace the Temple brings into the lives of all who go there and truly strive to feel and understand its power and beauty.
 
Where is Heaven?  Is it very far? For us it is closer than we deserve, and we are grateful.
 
 

 
 
 
 
 

Hinckley Scout Ranch - Days Not To Be Forgotten

Halle, Sophie, and Gabi at the Hinckley Scout Ranch with their new hand carved hiking sticks courtesy of Grandpa Bart.  These girls are such a joy to be around and we love them so much.

Last week we traveled over to the Hinckley Scout Ranch on the north slope of the Uinta Mountains.  The purpose of our trip was, of course, to see Stephen and his three beautiful daughters, who have been at the camp this summer.  When we arrived the first face we saw was that of little Sophie, who came running to us.  She seemed just as happy to see us as we were to see her. Stephen was busy  at the camp office when we arrived. The other girls were at their family's cabin where we found them just a few minutes later.  We had brought them a few treats from the grocery store here in Logan.  Stephen had called us while we were at Smith's just before leaving for their camp and said they would like a few special favors.  We were glad to oblige.  Stephen is such a good dad.  His kids just adore him and don't seem to mind spending these weeks out in the "Uinta Wilderness".  Stephen gave me a tour of the scout ranch.  It is really three camps rolled into one.  He has a responsibility for them all, plus some responsibility for Camp Steiner, where he served last year, and which is not very far from the Hinckley Scout Ranch.
      When we arrived their were reports of a bear visiting the camp a few days before.  During the night a scout leader was sleeping in a tent when he was awakened by  the sound of a bear outside his tent and the feel of its snout pressing against the tent.  The Scout leader hit it with his fist and yelled at the intruder.  It, then, left and didn't bother them any more that night.  Later, what appeared to be the teeth marks and claw marks of the bear were discovered in the tent where the scout leader was sleeping.  The Division of Wildlife Resources was notified.  The next night, about three o'clock in the morning, we were awakened by the sound of yelping hounds running through the camp.  We left the  next day (Wednesday) just before all the excitement took place at the Hinckley Scout Ranch.  The DWR people were on the site with their hounds looking for the bear.  Later they left, without ever discovering a bear in the area,  They came back the next day and reinforced  camp rules about bear safety, emphasizing the need to keep clean campsites and to keep all food and smellables items out of the reach of bears that might be in the area.  Unfortunately all of the boys didn't take the warning seriously.  One group left a box of candy bars on their picnic table.  Towards evening the bear came back, found the table where the candy bars were left and decided to make a feast.  When the scouts and their leaders discovered what was happening, they made an attempt to scare the bear away.  The bear refused to leave.  Once bears have got a taste of human food they are almost impossible to keep away from campsites and put everyone near at risk.  This was happening as evening was approaching.  There were about 500 campers at the Scout Ranch for the week.  Scout Camp is a great responsibility for the Camp Director.  Probably the greatest concern is for the safety of the boys.  There are always safety issues when you get that many active  young boys out in the woods and one cannot ever be too careful  Stephen had had similar experiences with bears several times when he was Camp Director at San Isabel in Colorado.  Anyway, in view of the concern for the boys, the refusal of the bear to leave the camp area, and approaching nightfall it was determined that the bear would have to be destroyed.  Stephen didn't have a high powered rifle at camp and so gave the directive to another camp leader who did have such a weapon to shoo the bear.  This was done and the potential of a young camper becoming a victim was thwarted, at least for now.  No one likes to see a beautiful, inquisitive bear be killed, but they are wild creatures and have been know to kill people.  An eleven year old child was dragged from his tent by a bear and killed just a few years ago here in Utah, American Fork Canyon.
     The report of a scout leader shooting a bear and killing it went viral.  It was on all the news broadcasts and in newspapers across the country. Most of the reports included something about possible charges being made against the scout leaders who were responsible for the death of this bear.
We will see how all this turns out.  In my view, Stephen made the right decision, unfortunate as it may be,  and even though some people were quick to judge and place blame for the incident it may have prevented a much more serious tragedy.

BELOW ARE NEWSPAPER REPORTS OF THE INCIDENT AT THE HINCKLEY SCOUT RANCH AND AN ARTICLE OF ABOUT THE BOY WHO WAS KILLED BY A BEAR RIGHT HERE IN UTAH JUST A FEW YEARS BEFORE.    NEITHER ARE HAPPY STORIES, BUT ONE IS DEFINITELY  PREFERABLE TO THE OTHER.


These are not photos of the incidents mentioned above, but give clear evidence that bears are unafraid of human presence and that every precaution should be taken to avoid an encounter with a bear in the wild.  These are finitely not teddy bears.

Utah Boy Killed by Bear While Camping
 
By PAUL FOY The Associated Press
Monday, June 18, 2007; 9:48 PM
AMERICAN FORK, Utah -- An 11-year-old boy was dragged screaming from his family's tent and killed by a black bear during a Father's Day outing in the Utah wilderness.

The boy, his mother, stepfather and a 6-year-old brother were sleeping in a large tent Sunday night in American Fork Canyon, about 30 miles southeast of Salt Lake City, when the stepfather heard the boy scream "something's dragging me."

The boy and his sleeping bag were gone. The cut in the nylon tent was so clean, his family, who was not identified, first believed the boy had been abducted, U.S Forest Service officers said.

Wearing flip-flops and without a flashlight, the stepfather searched frantically for the boy and then drove a mile down a dirt road to a developed campground.

"He was pounding on my trailer door. He said somebody cut his tent and took his son," said John Sheely, host of the Timpooneke campground, who alerted authorities by driving down the canyon to a pay phone.

The boy's body was found about 400 yards away from the campsite, said Lt. Dennis Harris of the Utah County sheriff's office.

Wildlife officers led by hound dogs killed the bear Monday. After the bear was shot, an examination of the remains confirmed that it was the killer, the Utah Division of Wildlife Resources said.

"Truly a tragic event, said Jim Karpowitz, director of the agency. "Events of this type are extremely rare in Utah."

He declined to say how the confirmation was made "out of respect for the family."

Authorities said the bear, as much as 300 pounds, probably was the same one harassing another group of campers in the same spot before dawn Sunday. Kurt Francom said his son, Jake, was kicked in the head through a tent wall.

"It could have been my boy," said Francom, a school custodian.

Wildlife officers used 26 dogs to track the bear's scent, shooting and wounding him. The creature wandered around wounded until officers shot and killed him several hours later, said Lt. Scott White of the state wildlife agency.

 

 
Boy Scout leader under investigation in bear death
 
By The Associated Press

KAMAS, Utah (AP) — A Boy Scout camp director in Utah shot and killed a black bear that wandered too close to campers after someone left a bag of a candy bars on top of a picnic table.

The shooting is under investigation by wildlife officials, who visited the camp earlier on the day of the shooting to warn Scouts about bear safety, including the need to leave a clean camp and to properly store all food and trash.

Jodie Anderson, spokeswoman for the Utah Division of Wildlife Resources, declined to speculate on what possible charges the camp director could face. He was not identified.

"Right now, our law enforcement is hoping to finish up the investigation," she told The Salt Lake Tribune. "Once it's completed, we'll turn it over to the county attorney."

Rick Barnes, head of the Boys Scouts of America's Great Salt Lake Council, said the camp director was called to the site and found the bear eating a bag of candy bars.

The bear wouldn't leave when attempts were made to shoo it away, Barnes said, and the decision was made to shoot the animal out of concern for the safety of about 500 Scouts in the camp. The bear was shot three times.

The troop that left the food out was asked to leave Hinckley Scout Ranch on Thursday and won't be allowed to return until next year, Barnes said.

"They put the whole camp at risk and so we sent them home," he told the Deseret News.

The weeklong camp began Monday at the 600-acre site on the east fork of the Bear River on the north slope of the Uinta Mountains.

Wildlife officials visited the camp to warn Scouts about bear safety after a bruin matching the description of the dead bear had been sighted at the camp last weekend.

"The bear had come into the camp a couple of different times, just for the fact that the camp had not been taken care of the way that it should have," Anderson said. "Once a bear has a taste of that food and knows he has an opportunity to have more, he'll keep coming back."

Among other tips, wildlife officials urge the public to clean up all trash thoroughly, to store all trash and food in a bear-safe container, to wipe down all eating surfaces and never to store food in a tent.

The Associated Press contributed to this report

We are proud that Stephen had the courage to make a decision, sad as it may have been, in favor of the boys under his charge at the Hinckley Scout Ranch.


Friday, July 5, 2013

BEAUTY AT SUNSET-LOGAN TEMPLE

Tonight we had a little bit of rain.  It was followed by a very beautiful sunset over the western mountains.  The temple in the foreground just adds to the beauty.  We are fortunate to live so close.
These are a few of my favorite things-- temples, sunsets, and flowers.

Logan Temple, Friday, July 5th, 2013

Probably not prize winners, but beautiful, nonetheless.

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Men Are That They Might Have Joy

Jason and Rene's family is a great example to so many.  Is there any wonder that the kids in their ward always want to "sit by the Eborns" in sacrament meeting.? They feel the joy that is in their family just as  we all do when we are in their presence.  I think that's what it means, when it says in the scriptures: "Let Your Light So Shine."  When we sometimes feel a little glum, let's look to their example and put a smile on our faces, count our blessings, and enjoy what the day has to offer with one another.  Life is not always a bed of roses, but this family always works at being happy and spreading the joy, come what may.

Maddie, Megan, Tanner, JT, and Amber enjoying a moment together.  We love you all, so much!!!