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Show . v. Review - Wednesday, February 6, 1985 - Page 2 . """""" --s J Grandmotherhood here ! come ! for. sure it is going to be a girl. Lari ( know what to buy instance. She won't even cons'ij! that it might be a boy and will not! us mention the word "boy" jn presence. Sabrina made a darling dress in sewing last year and hi only comment was that if it is a it can have the cute little dress J she does not have anything for a bov It has been so many years sincei have looked at baby clothes, thai almost feel awkward going into the shops. It is not that things hav. changed much, except they mostly disposable diaper nowadays, but it is just that i haven't even been in to look for long while. Not many people my age art having babies so I haven't even had to buy shower gifts for some time. Yesterday I saw the cutest joggine suit for a new born. I think I'll 2 one of those. I doubt it will be o jogging for quite some time, but ii was adorable. As you can see, I am going to bea pushover. If this baby doesn't have something cute and entirely in. practical to wear every day it w0n' be my fault. As the days go by and April gets nearer and you see me floating justa little above the ground, give me a tug and pull me down again but don't expect me to stay. This business o having a grandchild is the greatest. babv They will of the family this bemefLtgreat-grandch.ldform- y really looking for-ward mother. She is to this, too. wanted to be the I .have always of grandma that always has cookiesinhecookiejarfohenthe come. It may a grandchildren out of the enge to keep grandpa there will be some cookies so that when the grandchildren come. I did not have a grandmother My mother's mother died w,th miscarriage when my mom was he was just a young man, several years before he married. I always wanted a grandmother and since I did not have one I have really wanted to be a good one for grandkids. My kids have had my very good grandmothers and they have been a good example to follow. It is very special to me to see my expecting a child. She own daughter looks so lovely. It seems like jus yesterday she was a school girl running around having fun and now, today, she is nearing graduation from college and expecting a baby. I am rather old to be just having my first grandchild. I have a friend who was a grandmother at 34. That is a bit extreme, I think, but at my than ready for a age I am- more grandbaby to spoil. Some members .of the family are By MARCELLA WALKER We are expecting our first grandchild! This is a wonderful experience and I'm determined to be the best grandmother this child could ever have. I can hardly wait. Actually, the baby is not due until April, but now that it is February, can April be far behind? Of course not. I must say that the prospective grandfather is taking this much easier than I am. I wrote some time ago that I was feeling the pressure because all of my friends have been grandparents for a while and I was not in the running. This promised arrival has changed all of that. Now, the problem is that I can't walk past a baby store without taking a peek and I have already given into temptation and bought a couple of things. I am crocheting an afghan and quilt material in the store is looking very tempting. Some little receiving blankets wouldn't be bad, either. There is a lot of sewing to do. The prospective grandfather never says a word. He watches in silence as all this goes on around him and no one knows what he thinks. Is he aware that a baby is coming? The Roland Oliphant's are the grandparents on the other side and they have already had some ex perience in this area. They have a couple of grandchildren but they do not live in the area. It would help perhaps if we knew whether it was going to be a boy or a girl because once in a while you run into some cute baby items but not knowing whether to buy blue or pink holds you back. My stepsister's daughter is ex-pecting later this month. They did a sonargram earlier on her because they suspected she might be having twins. Instead there is just one girl Keep 'technical' in the Utech The question surrounding the proposed name change for Utah Technical College at Provo-Ore-m isn't whether a new name is needed but what should the new name be. Because if ever an institution needed a new name, this one does. The current name is a source of confusion in more ways than one. In the first place, it is confusing as to the location of the college. Is it in Orem, or in Provo. The answer that it is in both does little to resolve this confusion. A more general location, such as Utah Valley, would eliminate a lot of that problem. Secondly, there is a lot of confusion between the local school and the Utah Technical College at Salt Lake, because only the part of the name indicating location is different. That type of similarity in names indicates a relationship not shared by the two schools - and often makes it difficult to know which institution is being discussed when the Utah Technical College is men-tioned. But the controversy surrounding the suggested name change focuses on the word "technical" and what it means to the school. Those who favor changing the school's name to Central Utah Community College claim that "Technical" is an epithet that calls back to the day's of the "Trade Tech" when that term was synonymous with inferior education. Removing the technical from the college's name would also indicate a broader appeal, and eventually lead to a more extensive liberal arts education offered by the school. In short, they argue it would expand the school's horizons while helping to eliminate a negative image. However, those opposing removing the word "technical" from the title argue that the technical part of the college is what it really has going for it. And it is the school's growing reputation as a place of technical training that will erase the school's negative image, rather than simply a cosmetic name change. Certainly it is time for the Utah Technical College at Provo-Ore-m to think about changing its name, but it seems ill advised to change the name in such a way that would minimize or downplay the institution's strongest offerings. It would make more sense to change the name to something that will give the college that new identity so avidly sought by the present administration while at the same time retaining the word "technical," to preserve for the school the prestige its technical offerings have earned. Such a compromise would allow both sides to gain -- with a new name to create a new and separate identity for the school and the inclusion of "technical" in that name to highlight the institution's strongest points. What to do when you turn off tube? the editor's column By MARC HADDOCK "Turn off the TV!" Oh, do we have to? Can't we just watch one more show? Please, please, please. (This was me, not my kids. Oh, they were saying it, too. But they just sort of like television. I'm the addict in the family.) The voice was my wife's. And the edict was handed down as the solution to many of the problems our family faces. We don't talk enough anymore. We don't read nearly enough anymore. We don't spend any time together anymore, because we are spending time with the television. At least that's how the reasoning went. As far as I was concerned, things were as they had always been. Mr. TV has been a part of my family as long as I can remember. I was born in 1951, and my earliest memory is sitting in front of the glowing tube, getting educated by Howdy Doody and Cowboy Bob. I grew up with Mighty Mouse and Maverick. I've seen all of the television episodes of Superman and The Lone Ranger. I've traveled down Route 66 as a youngster, and flown the skies with The Whirlybirds and Sky King. I used to have lunch with Soupy Sales every afternoon. And anyone who has had lunch with Soupy Sales as much as I did must suffer from' some type of defect that makes him or her unable to function without the television blaring away in the corner. The cast that has made up my life, all is quiet. And I don't dare turn the television on because the night before the decree came down to turn the darn thing off. Then it happened. After all, the idea was for us to communicate, so we communicated. We had a fight. It was aways so much easier to just sit back and let the tube think for us, with soothing ideas that melted away the tensions of the day. Now we were working out those tensions naturally. It was just as noisy -- - but not as satisfying. So I tried to read. (Another problem pulling the plug was sup-posed to resolve was the lack of reading going on around the house.) But it was too early in the course of this experiment to read, because the second party involved felt like she was still not being . com-municated with. Anyway, after she tried to com-municate with me for several minutes while I was reading, we started to communicate for a second time. And we had another fight. And I could see that turning off the TV was not going to be all it was cut out to be. But things are getting belter. And for the most part the television is staying off. Monday night was a good example of what we're trying to achieve. I read some short stories to the before carrying her off to bed, then settled down with the four-year-o- and the to read "The Little Engine that Could." Off to bed my four-year-o-wenl, whispering "I think I can, I think can, I think I can," all the way tothe covers. My d carried the books to her bed, where she could examine them to her heart's content in ihe dark. (What she does with them in there I'll never know.) The rest of us settled down It enjoy a peaceful half hour without own books. My seven-year-ol- d read about an eight-year-ol- d named Ramona Quimby, my was finding out what really ha-ppened to Alice when she fell into Wonderland, and I was lost in a murder mystery set in a Fransiscai Abbey in 1327. Nancy tried to communicate (she never gives up), but I handed her a magazine and told her this was the time to read. We would co-mmunicate when the children wenl lo bed -- - just in case we started to fighl again. Oh, we haven't turned the Ihingoll altogether - but we turn it on by mutual consent, and for a purpose have to admit, it's working very well. Of course, there are exceptions!! I" every rule. And I'll just bet if I went home on any given weekday at 11 a.m. or so, the television would be on. I cai even tell you which soap opera would be playing. But I wouldn't get picky and tun the TV off. Because then we'd really start communicating - and you knot what they say about too niuchod good thing. all creations of that marvelous in-- ' vention that sits in the corner and thinks for me, is innumerable. I am, in short, a charter member of the television generation. And for such a person to turn off the television just because there's nothing but garbage to watch .is unnatural. And to be frank, for a while it didn't look like the great experiment was going to be all that successful. The first night was tough. Here's the scene: The kids are all in bed, the house is warm, and here we are, husband and wife, faced with each other. In some other living room Remington Steele is working its' way towards another stirring resolution. But not in mine. In my living room People, politics and policy in PI. Grove By E. MARK BEZZANT The article on city hall and the library, and the fire station, are going to have to wait abit while we write of more important things -- people. After all, that is all the buildings are for - to serve the people, and since my last writing two more have passed from our midst and deserve more than an obituary because of the message they left. The first is Lydia Allen Ekins Hilton. Lydia, as her friends called her, was the sixth of twelve children delivered in a March blizzard by her aunt and father. She herself raised seven children. When she was 21 she married Abel John Ekins. Less than two months later he was drafted and left for camp Kearny in California. That was the last time she saw him. After four months of marriage she was left a widow and two months pregnant. Abel died of influenza. When her young child, Abe, was just three years old she was called to fill a mission for the Mormon Church to California. Lydia's loving parents cared for the child while she served as a missionary for 31 months. After returning home she started dating, and later married Sam W. Hilton. He had lost his first wife in 1924 and he was left alone to raise three small children. In January of 1926 the two of them were married and three more sons were born in subsequent years. Her forty-fiv- e years of journals are filled with stories and ex-periences which are now a vital part of history. All seven of her sons graduated from Pleasant Grove High. Four filled LDS missions, and their oldest son, Sam II, was killed in WWII. Since 1951 she sang at over 3d funerals. Her posterity included grandchildren and 82 great gran-dchildren. This year she and Sam celebrated 59 years together. Lydia never neglected he' community either, as if raising si a fine family was not enough. was active in the Mothers Stud! Club, American Legion AuxilliarT and Daughters of the IP Pioneers. She was the first president of PTA at Central School in 1936 wherf Sep PeODle Pagf Stewart honors BYU In a year when Brigham Young University is honored with a Miss America and the nation's No. 1 football team, we ought not overlook perhaps the greater honor and symbolic message left by Jimmy Stewart Culminating a week-lon- g tribute to James Maitland Stewart's wonderful life and celebrating his bestowal of personal papers, films and other memorabilia to the Harold B. Lee Library, Stewart spoke to an audience of admirers Friday night including several LDS Church General Authorities. After a brief multi-medi- a tribute and introduction by James D'Arc, Curator for the Arts and Communications Archives, Stewart opened his remarks by thanking the university for an experience he and his wife Gloria would never forget. He said he was impressed, "almost overwhelmed," by "how you operate and the size of what you stand for." Perhaps that is what most attracted Jimmy Stewart to BYU. He spoke fondly of his illustrious career, reminiscing of the old Hollywood when, for instance, he and other actors gathered after their usual six-da- y work week at a Hollywood night club and were enchanted by the talents of a Judy Garland; or the days when he and Henry Fonda "played tennis and flew kites" as free agents immediately after serving with distinction in the great world war. It was at that time that producer-directo- r Frank Capra invited Stewart to discuss some rough ideas for a new picture. Capra said he didn't have a script or even a complete storyline, but he wanted to express ideas like "No one is born to be a failure" and "No one is poor who has friends." The movie became the personal favorite of both Stewart and Capra and has now inspired audiences for nearly 40 years. A new 35mm edition of "It's a Won-derful Life" was shown to Friday night's audience as the grand finale tribute to the ideals and wonderful life of Jimmy Stewart. Stewart spoke at length of his praise and admiration, for the man who inspired this and many other fine films:5 He said the values Frank Capra held dear became the standards for his film making. As expressed by Stewart, those values are "Family, Community, Friends, Country and Belief in God." Not only is Stewart's gift perhaps the greatest honor of the year for BYU, but we hope it is a clear message to the television and movie industries that these values are the substance of which life and happiness are made. They should never be forgotten nor treated lightly. Congratulations to BYU for a fine tribute and thank you, Jimmy Stewart, for a wonderful life. A Grand Baby Grand Prix... 'JSS, ' " Tols ages 6 months - 24 months will compete '''Mtf S' for notariety, prizes and just plain fun ' tji f ' ' M I SATURDAY, W L FEBRUARY 9 WS University Mall Iflll VrA J.C. Penney 's Court ' jf C nS ' Sponsored . by the University Mall, Utah Valley 1 Regional Medical Center. 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