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Show 2 . JTMPAWOGOS TIMES August 17,2011 -.- . ... A - : ' - Going back to writing a weekly column has been fun. You know, it is not easy to find a new subject each week to write about but it is possible. I appreciate all of you who have given me interviews and given me ideas to write about. I won't go so far as to say I will miss the city council meetings, but I will miss the city council members. Each one of them has been very helpful when I needed to talk to them in person about anything, especially their feelings about some of the problems, etc. You know, when I was writing for the paper regularly all those years ago, I knew these people could be trusted and I knew them well enough to know that everything they did was for the good of the city. Most of them are still there and doing a great job. Someone once said to me, "I bet you know almost everyone in the city!" Well I did not know everyone but I knew a lot of people and I liked everyone of them. by Marcella Walker Nearly two years ago, my son, Calvin, asked me if I would start writing my column again for the newspaper he planned to start. He also asked me if I would mind going to city council meetings again for the new newspaper. It has been a fun two years and I have mostly enjoyed going to the city council meetings. You know city council meetings are not very exciting as a general rule, but they are necessary and important. I had attended city council meetings since 1973 and wrote about them for people to read. In fact, in those days I covered both Pleasant Grove and Lindon and it was a lot of fun. Then I decided to retire in the early days of this century. Sometimes I missed the old days and knowing all that was going on in the community, but I didn't miss it enough to ask to start writing again. That is until my son asked me to do it. Then I volunteered. Pleasant Grove and Lindon have grown a lot since I started writing in 1973. City councils have come and gone. The police departments for the two cities are now separate and the fire departments are separate. They used to be all in one. I recognized and knew the names of all the city council members in both towns, loved their office staffs and other workers, and going to visit the two mayors was a treat. We went away for a little while and served two missions for the LDS Church and we had plans for lots of travel. We did these things and they were great. I certainly did not plan to go back to work. But, you know what? I have enjoyed it. I didn't mind going back to city council meetings. I enjoyed visiting and writing stories about the new city administrator, city finance officer, and I especially enjoyed visiting with office staff, most of whom worked at these same jobs when I was associated with the city. I have mentioned to some of you on occasion, that as a newspaper reporter and editor, I had to attend lots of meetings to get information for the paper. When you attend meetings week in and week out for years, you sometimes find yourself as an actual member or officer of the group. This happened to the point where I was serving on several different city committees "BLAB" continued on Page 5 A ' ', '' ' JLt- - H 'i j " f. A A 4 - - V V; ' 1 VA - :! Y, It was my favorite time spent with her as a little girl. She would put us to sleep with a nursery rhyme. My grandma always said I got my talent from her. And I think it is true. She is an incredible writer and I love her so much! Her column is above mine. She is a wonderful woman and inspires me. She just keeps writing and I hope I will follow in her footsteps with my hopes of a first novel one day. I hope to continue to write for a newspaper, maybe a magazine. But, all in all, it is just another person trying to live her dream. This land was built on opportunities. I can't let my life slip by without saying I tried and never gave up. It will by Marissa Moncayo Words have had quite the effect on my life. I live the power of words. I am grateful for the opportunity I have had to share my words. My dream in life was always to write something and have it help or touch one person, just one. I am very grateful for those who have read my article. It has meant a lot to me when I have received letters, or worried phone calls when I accidentally missed a week. I love writing and I always will. I find comfort and joy in putting words on paper. One day I dream of being an author. I will acheive it because I am determined. I have support from family, friends, and my dear husband. I have been very blessed my whole life and very blessed with many experiences I feel are worth sharing. I am grateful for this newspaper that has given me the chance to share and express myself. There is nothing quite like helping others. It is the best feeling one could ever have. And its also an amazing feeling just to know that I am entertaining someone out there. My whole world has revolved around words. When I was a little girl, I remember going to my grandmother's and picking out twenty books, stacking them up, and letting my grandma read them all. As I got older, I read them to her. happen. As long as I believe it then it will come true one day. Thank you readers for loving this paper. It has given me experience I never thought ' "Life's Moments" continued on Page 5 Thoughts From The Garden... by Tonya LeMone "Don 't cry because it's over... smile because it happened" When I received news of the ending of the Timpanogos Times in the paper last week, I was sad because I didn't get the opportunity to say good bye to my faithful readers, those who have sent me encouraging notes in the mail, left sweet phone messages, and face to face conversations of gratitude. I was not only amazed that people actually read my column, but for 95 consecutive weeks I could come up with something to write about and have it make any sense at all. My subjects have been things in my life that have made me stop, look and listen a little harder. Ideas that made me take a mental note and jot down a thought about life or a person and how that experience affected me in some small way. It's been a little "life journal" of thoughts from my humble little garden in Lindon to those of you in our community. Thank you to good friends who have said some little phrase like "It's the makings of you girl," or a great recipe shared, or a group of young ladies in their prime of raising children, husbands or careers who found enough joy in my garden they wanted to host an event here. Thank you to bad food at local restaurants or people who can't hang a wreath correctly or the awful weather we experience all winter long. Thank you to such a wonderful thing as a tree that grows in our garden and the appreciation I have for herbs, old buildings, chairs and the importance of good neighbors. I am thankful for my grandmother and aunties who taught me all I know about homemaking, the ups and downs we have with our dog, Jack, and last but certainly not least, a husband who often shakes his head and mumbles under his breath at my request but willingly moves forward with an idea I received in my sleepless hours at night. Thank you to the simple pleasure of warm bread hot out of the oven and how "thirty loaves in thirty days" changed my life forever, and to discover that when the world ceases to inspire, there is always the garden. And how the things that grow in the garden are not always to look at or edible. For many, things that grow in the garden were never, sown there. I have learned to look for a clothesline in a garden and am thankful we live in a community that does not ban a clothesline but encourages it. I have learned that the most noteworthy thing about gardeners is that they are always optimistic, and never satisfied, and how a stile connects neighbor to neighbor and expresses love and friendship. I will never learn to love mice but only despise them more and will not have a place to write about my absolute distaste for them. Because of my ' articles my potting shed came to be, the pressure of the public" motivates! The front porch of a house has new meaning because I have taken notice of this simple pleasure our grandparents made a very important part of their lives. I came to the realization also that not everyone loves to garden, even some of my family members proclaim that gardening is overrated. While researching for my articles, Leonardo da Vinci taught me that "simplicity is the ultimate sophistication," a concept my husband and family say I can't seem to grasp... whatever! But that no matter what age you are or what your circumstances might be, we are all special and have something very unique to offer, and even though we all have trials, hopefully, they will only last as long as our New Years resolutions. Eleanor Roosevelt taught me to look fear in the face and do the things you think you cannot do like swimming or horse riding; and if we knew we would never fail, what would we do? These are all the things I have learned this last few years while writing for the Timpanogos Times. It has changed me. It has stretched me beyond my college years of writing. I hope it was a good journey for you as well. I hope you laughed, cried and sometimes asked why? Thank you again for the encouraging words, the sweet notes, and most of all, thank you for reading my "Thoughts from the Garden". But more importantly, keep reading. It is good for the soul and "don't cry because it is over. . .smile because it happened." See you in the Garden. ... ''Sacred Ground" ( ' (A A A ; i - - - other cities followed. Once a month, Kary updates the information on the computer so people doing research have the current information. The web site where you can find this data is called namesinstone.com. Let me just take a few lines to say thanks to. all who make Pleasant Grove, Lindon and Cedar Hills such lovely communities in which to live and raise a family. The other day I was fortunate enough to get a peek at one of the most beautiful yards in all of Pleasant Grove. I don't think there was a blade of grass out of place. Gale and Lyle Christiansen set the benchmark for everyone. They are to be congratulated and emulated! Today is the 74th birthday of a very special man in our community. Dr. Warren G. Eyre and his lovely wife, Gretha, have raised a lovely family on a portion of the old David Gourley property. For over four decades, Dr. Eyre has healed thousands and thousands of people. Now all three of the Eyre's sons are medical doctors and each day they continue to bless even more people. Both of their lovely visit with Kary Johanson, who oversees the Pleasant Grove cemetery. Kary has worked at the Pleasant Grove cemetery for some 15 years. He has been the sexton for the last five years. Dusty Boren has been the assistant sexton for the past five years.' Two other seasonal helpers assist Kary and Dusty during the summer months. In the early days people were buried in wooden coffins. Later bricks or blocks were put around the caskets without any mortar. Eventually cement vaults were used to protect the caskets and prevent the ground from caving in as nature took its course. Presently the mortal remains of about 8,100 people are buried in the cemetery. The 24 acre cemetery has the capacity for about 16,000 graves. Currently about 140 burials occur per year. That averages about a burial every two days. Even at the rate of 150 burials per year, the cemetery would not reach capacity for over fifty years. During the growing season, the crew mows every day: It usually takes about five days to mow the entire 24 acres. It takes over a month for two workers to trim around every headstone, if they trim several hours a day. Watering usually takes place during the night. Vandalism has not been a major problem but from time to time there are problems with people stealing items left on the graves or someone pushing over headstones. Just imagine the challenge these men have accommodating and serving the families and friends of more than 8,000 people, who come to visit and pay their respects to those who have passed on. Thousands come to remember and honor their loved ones each year. Kary senses the sacred nature of his responsibilities. Just after Kary was put in charge, the cemetery records were computerized and put online so the average citizen could sit in the comfort of their home and do research. Pleasant Grove was one of the first to computerize their records and by Mark Bezzant The very year Pleasant Grove was settled in 1850 death came to the little band of pioneers. Sacred ground was set aside as the final resting place where others would follow. Much has been written recently about the impending shortage of burial plots in various city cemeteries. Nothing had been said about the situation in Pleasant Grove so I took the opportunity to daughters assist two of their doctor brothers. In some ways Dr. Eyre is a lot like Thomas S. Monson, who always wanted to be a cowboy. For over six years Dr. Eyre has battled cancer in a most heroic way. His sweet wife and companion, for almost 60 years, has been a model of n kindness and love as Dr. Eyre has fought on. Happy birthday and thank you, Dr. Eyre! In the coming days, weeks, months and years all of us would do well to be a little kinder and a little more thoughtful of others, "Bezzant" continued on Page 4 cn- - - -- - -- - -- - - ----- : TIMPAN0GQSTIME S SUBSCRIPTION I , Name: Check Check amount: i Make check payable to "Timpanogos Times" i Mailing Address: CC 1 1 1 year $40 2 year $77 3 year $113 4 year $152 Exp. Date CC Billing Zip , All credit card subscriptions will be shredded 1 Mail to: 11 S. Main St. Pleasant Grove, UT 84062 (801) 785-311- 1 timpanogostimesyahoo.com v3ioo ( i |