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Show 2 :IMPAfNOGOS;TIMES. November 10, 2010 ' - 1 i i : a. i a i iJLpiElL,. ? i I on walks with her and one day, as we approached Colleen and Harry's home I told her that we were old friends with the Our granddaughter, Ad-di- e, is a very friendly, outgoing child and she said she would like to visit them so we walked over and rang the doorbell. Sure as shooting, Colleen in-vited us into the house and we had a good visit and she gave Addie some candy. That was an insurance move to be sure we would come back another day, and we did. Often on our walks Ad-die would ask if we could go see Mrs. McCormick and so we would stop by if they were home and have a nice visit. Colleen always had a dish of candy and urged Addie to have some. It did not take much urging. Addie just turned eight on Halloween and she was bap-tized last Saturday. I know she would have been delighted to have Colleen and Harry know by Marcella Walker One of our dear friends pass ed away last week after havi ng some health problems. It brok5 my heart because I have known her for a long time. Colleen McCormick lived near us when we both lived on the south side of Pleasant Grove . We moved there in 1972 and Harry and Colleen lived there before we did. Colleen and I worked to-gether in the Primary in those days and sometimes we would walk home together. That was in the days when Primary was held on a Tuesday afternoon. On our walks we had time to discuss lots of things and we did cover a lot of subjects in just one walk. Later on we were in the Re-lief Society presidency together. Most of you know that the Re-lief Society presidency has to meet frequently in order to take care of all the things which arise that need help from the Relief Society. Visiting the sick, help-ing the needy, and all that goes with it, takes a lot of time. Her husband, Harry, was our sons' Scoutmaster and he instilled a love of Scouting in them, especially our youngest son, Cal. I remember going to several different Winter Scout-ing activities in American Fork Canyon and Mutual Dell to take pictures for the Pleasant Grove Review of the boys involved in these events. Then the dreaded time came when the ward was divid-ed and we were no longer work-ing together but we have stayed friends over the years. As Col-leen aged, like the rest of us, she began to have some health prob-lems which involved surgery for her knee and so forth. About six years ago we moved to the north side of Pleasant Grove, right back into the same LDS ward that Colleen and Harry lived in. It has been very enjoyable visiting with them more often. We have a granddaughter that likes to come visit with us quite often. She likes me to go about her baptism. But Col-leen had passed away follow-ing surgery and Addie did not have a chance to tell her about the upcoming baptism. I know that Colleen is very happy that Addie was baptized, and I wouldn't be surprised if Colleen watched it from above. We will miss our visits to Colleen's house but I imagine Addie will always remember Mrs. McCormick. I know I will, too! I love my family. I love my in-la- who are now my family. Together we will carry our name with pride. We will create a lot of memories full of laughter and love. . Don't take your name for granted. Learn of the sacrifice, the stories be-hind your name and don't take your family for grant-ed. Cherish the seconds passing with them. I love you, my dear family! by Marissa Walker Family is the most amaz-ing gift given to us in this world. Sometimes we disre-gard it. I have learned how dear and precious they really are. As my family expands, my cup is filled even more. Each family holds a legacy. Each name is honored and respect-ed. Two great names are fill-ing my life and I feel the need to protect them with all I have. I want to add to the legacies, the wonderful past and people that made the name what it is. Each name stands for some-thing. The hope to leave it better than it was before creeps upon my soul. Growing up I didn't quite understand what my mom meant when she said we need to protect our name. Now I do. It is something treasured by me, and my new name will be, too. The hard struggles of those before will not be forgotten. They will live on through the name passed on, forever remem-bered. Thoughts From The Garden . . . by Tonya LeMone There have been great societies that did not use the wheel, but there have been no societies that did not tell stories. Ursula K. LeGuin One of the greatest lines from a movie is given by one of the greatest actresses of all time, Meryl Streep, in the movie "Out of Africa". In the opening scene, with the most incredible music in the background and some of the most artistic cinematography, the actress said, "I once had a farm in Africa." That set of seven little words with very little description has been in my mind for years. It is a tag line I have used many times for the beginning of a letter to a friend or the beginning of my own story. When you hear it, you expect the unexpected to lake you on a natural journey into your imagination. That is what story telling does for us, it takes us to unexpected places and on unexpected journeys through our minds. All human beings have an innate need to hear and tell stories and to have a story to live by. I found myself telling my friend the short version story of my life. It took me to places that were wonderful and some unpleasant, but the key was it took me to another place a place where my imagination was able to run a muck. Isak Dinesen said, "to be a person is to have a story to tell." What if we did not pass these stories on to our children and grandchildren? Does that mean we cease to exist? We are the first generation bombarded with so many stories from so many authorities, none of which are our own. Our young people today are surrounded by a media center of television screens in front of them giving them countless sets of stories; fax machines bringing in yet another story; newspapers providing still another story. In a sense, we are saturated with stories and points of view, none of which are their own. The effect of this bombardment is that they just may fail to develop their own story because they don't have their own point of view. We may lose the story of their experiences and they may become a generation written about by those outside of their stories. We fail to . realize the extent stories can influence our behavior and even shape our culture. Think about the stories in the scriptures and how they taught us the fundamental rules of conduct for our culture. Think of how stories about your family have shaped your attitudes about yourself and others, some good and some not. For the first time in our life, my husband and I had the absolute joy of listening to some cowboy poetry, these were stories that talk about experiences of our heritage. We laughed, we cried and we pictured in our minds the stories as they unfolded. We learned that cowboy poetry is passed on from one generation to another and shared as a father and son or a grandfather and his beloved grandson worked and toiled together. They didn't have earphones in their ears as they worked side by side. They spoke to each other and the elder teaching the younger thoughts to be treasured for generations. Stories are just as important today as they were to Isak Dinesen in "Out of Africa". Tell your story to your children, grandchildren or write it down so they know you were here and you helped to shape their culture, attitude and love of life. I believe that our imagination is stronger than knowledge, and that our dreams are powerful, that laughter cures grief and that love can conquer death. These are part of the storyteller's creed by Robert Fulghum, make your own creed about life and tell them your story. See you in the garden .... mnimmML "Good Neighbors" ' t ; ! : : I i : , worked for Geneva Steel. Several times they backed into each other on their way out the driveway going to work. Things were patched up and life went on. In some ways it seemed like these good neighbors were like extended family because we shared so much and spent so much time playing, working and serving each other. When one of the neighbors had a birthday we all celebrated it. We shared Christmas gifts. When I moved to New York City I could not understand how people could literally live next door to each other for years and not even know their neighbor. I will never forget the look on these people's faces during a snow storm in the "Big Apple". The place was paralyzed. A group of us decided to shovel the snow off the road rather than wait for government snow plows and so we did. It was a common thing for neighbors back home to clear the streets. Two of our boys have lived in the "Heritage House" on 500 East. Both said how much they loved having the Hiltons and Penrods for neighbors. A special thanks to all the good neighbors in our community who make life a bit of heaven on earth! they build snow caves is that sometimes it gets too warm in the snow cave and the snow begins to melt and the water drips on the boys and they get wet. Wet is the formula for cold. Dry is the formula for warm. Congratulations to Virginia Pugh and Diane Williams. Both were honored as "Influential Women in Scouting". What great role models for young boys! With all the creative ways some political leaders have for generating revenue, I am surprised that someone has not proposed charging people, who exercise by walking in the road and on the sidewalks, an extra fee to cover the wear and tear on the sidewalks and roads. Actually, it is good for people to get some exercise and fresh air. Some of you might have noticed Mayor Call in the Strawberry Days run. He and the Mrs. can be seen running together. There are an increasing number of people riding bikes for exercise. It is wonderful to see all the good neighbors we have in our communities. There is nothing like a good neighbor. In contrast there are few things more difficult than when you have mean neighbors, or at least neighbors who don't get along. I just loved the neighborhood where we grew up in the Grove Creek area. We had a wonderful variety of people in our neighborhood. Some were young and some were elderly. Some had considerable wealth and large homes. Others lived in very, very modest homes. Some were church going people and others never darkened the door of the church, but they were good people. Some were big on health food with no white bread or sugar. Others were not such healthy eaters. In fact, some smoked and drank alcohol in excess. One neighbor hid his empty booze bottles by the Grove Creek ditch. The empty bottles were wonderful targets to shoot at. I loved this diversity. It helped me appreciate the good in most all people. It seemed like we were always sharing and borrowing from the neighbors. If our family was out of eggs, sugar, butter or something else, off we would go to the neighbors, who almost always had what we needed. If one didn't have it then the other one would. By the same token, they would borrow items from our family. For decades my father and our neighbor across the street by Mark Bezzant The Battle Creek Scouts recently held what they call their annual Turkey Shoot. Actually the Scouts don't shoot turkeys. They shoot clay pigeons, or should I say that they shoot at clay pigeons. David Rose reported that the Scouts shot at some 3.000 clay pigeons. The boys and their leaders had a good time and the winners get a free turkey dinner with all the trimmings. The Scouts are already planning for their big winter campouts. The boys and their leaders learn that it possible to be warm while sleeping in the snow. In fact one of the big problems boys have when Celebrating 90 Years ! ' A V i ', ' i j H Dan Simper will be turning 90 years old on Saturday, No-vember 13. An open house will be held in his honor that same day from 2 to 4 p.m. at the LDS Church located at 520 North 400 East in Pleasant Grove Dan has four children, 19 grandchildren and too many to count. 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