Friday, August 29, 2014

Life on the FAST TRACK?

Where has August gone to?
Just yesterday summer began
with 100+ degrees...steaming hot,
now there's coolness in the air.

Welcome fall is not far away, then
it's winter again...freezing cold. 
Sometimes I feel like part
of a huge soap opera starring ME.

But I have no script control
just along for the ride...crazy!
When younger my dreams
of today were much different.

Continual bliss, not daily trials,
challenges and obstacles to overcome.
Someone else had different plans
for me. Life is a struggle to the end.

Everyday's a new lesson to learn.
My patience wears thin somedays,
but I continue with determination towards
the final destination at some unknown time.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Lessons to LEARN

by Lin Floyd

Running uphill at great speed,
he’d finish first despite others’ efforts.
It didn’t matter how he got to the goal,
just get there before anyone else.

Then at the end of the race called life,
he's a lonely place.
Trophies and ribbons count for not
when you are the only winner––alone.

Too late to celebrate an empty victory
as strewn runners passed by along
the way were ignored by the leader.
Better to run as a team, then all will win.

Monday, August 25, 2014


            It seems in our modern society that the traditional old-fashioned family and its values are fading away. Yet many young people, growing up in today’s families full of broken relationships caused by death, divorce or other disruptions, are still choosing a partner to create their own expectations of a FAMILY. Where are their role examples, if not in their own family? Television and movies certainly don’t portray emotionally healthy lifestyles. In our current reality TV shows everyone seems to be focused on their own selfish desires, not willing to accept responsibility for anyone else’s happiness. Commitment and fidelity seem to be lost in the rush for self-fulfillment. I can’t tell you how many romance movies or novels where boy meets girl, feels love (or lust) and in a manner of hours/days they are in bed together without any commitment for their future. How many young people feel that this is normal and expected in our society?
           Are families needed? Many modern thinkers will tell you a resounding NO! But there is something to be said for the security of  the old-fashioned family where values are taught and modeled by loving committed parents. Our genealogies are full of family examples that need to be shared and preserved, held up as a model to emulate. I knew my grandfather loved my grandmother. He was totally committed to her care and his family. His free time was spent growing a garden to help with the food bill and sharing his love of the great outdoors with family on fishing and camping trips. He was a man of integrity. Though not a churchgoer, Grandpa was the first there to help a neighbor in need. I loved writing about his life story to share with my family. Our youth need to know of their roots and the sacrifices of others family members that opened up opportunities for their descendants.     
            Every family has its disappointments and trials, individuals who stray from common principles, and lessons to be learned. But a family is always there to hopefully love and forgive one another in this great school called LIFE. Although my mother and I didn’t see eye to eye on many issues, I knew she had my back. She was there for me. Friends have come and gone over the years, but family is always there. Are there stories about your family that you need to write to share their examples? NEXT TIME: Saturday Night Drive Inn. 

Saturday, August 23, 2014


I've been participating in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints' INDEXING program for many years. Since last January, I've been involved with Italian Indexing. The purpose of this activity is to identify names on digital copies available from the world's VITAL RECORDS for people to use in their family history research. It's quite the project and uses volunteers from all faiths and countries. Want to help with this amazing project? Click here.

We are in the GOLDEN AGE of genealogy. I started back in the DARK AGES before copy machines and computers where you had to go to a card catalog in a library, select your book or microfilm number then search the book or microfilm (which required using a microfilm reader in a darken room to find your ancestor's name.)  Now all that can be done at HOME at any hour on your personal computer in a manner of minutes but only because of the efforts of the Mormon Church and others to digitize these vital records around the world, then publish them on for anyone to use. There are currently family history missionaries from our church in 20 different countries preserving and extracting important records for genealogists. During 2014 over 1 BILLION records have been indexed by 248,160 volunteers of all ages. You can help too.

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Happy 50th Un-Anniversary!

I found a POEM that describes life. Thanks to my friend Carolyn. She used it as a family therapist to help others heal from major trauma in their lives. It seems to fit my mood for this 50th un-anniversary of my first marriage in 1964 that ended in divorce in 1975. Oh, the lessons I have learned and the many poems/books that came from this experience. Life is never easy for anyone, but sometimes we victimize ourselves long after an event revisiting and dwelling on its effect on our life. Time to complete the healing! Celebrate my LIFE now!

Autobiography in Five Short Chapters By Portia Nelson

I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost ... I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes me forever to find a way out.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place
but, it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in ... it's a habit.
my eyes are open
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
I walk down another street.

Monday, August 18, 2014

Article #405 Friends and Family

         Thank goodness for friends that come into our life and become like family to us. In my growing up years as an only child, I turned to cousins and friends of all ages for support, encouragement and listening ears. With my mom as a widow, I needed male role models in my life. My grandfather stepped in and gave me the hugs, attention and time needed until we moved away. Then, a special grandmother became my friend, babysitter and role model while my mom worked.

Close friends can be like family. As I look back, I remember playing with a gang of little kids in my pre-elementary school years. It didn’t matter their age or gender. We were buddies. gathered together for fun and adventure. When I moved to my maternal grandmother’s home with my mom after my dad’s death, I had two male cousins that were like brothers to me. We played together, and walked to grade school together. I even shared a classroom with my cousin Bill who was my same age. Our mothers were sisters, and our grandma was babysitter to us all. Other female cousins became my life-long friends.

            Do you talk to your grandchildren or nieces and nephews about your childhood friends? Everyone could use a family member or friend who cares.  Being free from the day to day pressures of child raising could free up those of us in our golden years to share with our posterity or extended family members values needed for personal survival and fulfillment. Young ones cherish time spent with loving family members that show an interest in their lives. I can still remember with fondness talking with my grandparents and sharing my experiences with them. 

Nowadays, connecting and listening can be done via emails, phone calls or even texting or skyping if you live a distance from those you care about. Parents in your family can use some one on one time if only a word of encouragement in their many responsibilities. Though, eye to eye contact and hugs are necessary for all of us to survive in our digital society. Telling your descendents what life was like when you were young can help give them a perspective on their lives that could be lacking. Writing down and sharing your experiences will preserve your efforts with life for generations. NEXT TIME: Expectations.  Read more of Lin's childhood experiences in her first book published LOOKING BACK AT THE GOOD OLD DAYS, available here for $10.

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Pine Valley again

Pine Valley Chapel constructed in 1868, still in use!
Padded wooden bleachers are still in use.
Lovely chapel with a stage area for performances also.
Handmade wooded podium says it all.
Amazing what pioneer could build with few tools but lots of labor. 
Intricate wood structure for the roof of the chapel, constructed like a boat.
Lots of individuals have attended this church/school and social hall.
Watch out wild turkey crossings!
Goodbye to Pine Valley mountains and a wonderful church picnic.
Sunsets on another busy desert mountain day...