~ July 18, 2016
July 24, 2016
July 24, 2016
in IDAHO ~
How do these Spring and Summer months
zoom by so quickly?!
Happy Fourth of July
July 7th 125 years since my
Grandfather Huffaker born
July 24th - Happy Pioneer Day
July 18, 2016 - Monday
Family Home Evening at Ken and Bonnie Hansen's home.
A delicious Dutch Oven Dinner was served by Ken and Bonnie, along with fruit salad, tossed salad, rolls, and missionary sugar-free punch. Two divine desserts were served -- Sherry brought a Black Forest cake, and G'lenn and a yellow poke cake with strawberries on top filled with vanilla pudding.
Hansen's thriving garden makes a wonderful backdrop!
A great lesson on exercise was given by Ken, Bonnie, and Scott. It really motivated us to get back to exercising to the limit of our gereatric abilities.
Here are Walt, Dan, Bonnie, Ken, Sherry, Steve, Bonnie, Ken, Scott and G'lenn.
Bonnie took this photo with the same ones with Eileen sitting by Walt.
It was a great evening. We really enjoy being together.
Thank you, Ken and Bonnie Hansen for being such a great host and hostess!
Tuesday - July 19, 2016
Wednesday - July 20, 2016
I woke up with a more persistent cough than my usualy chronic allergy cough. It got worse as the day went along.
By evening I knew it was something worse and Walt concurred that I should start the 6-day course of Arythromicin (which I had gotten the Rx for June of 2015 and hadn't had to take for what I thought then was this bronchitis-type cough coming on).
Daniel and Kelly graduate from Brigham Young University - Idaho.
Thursday - July 21, 2016
We were up at 4:30 a.m. so we could drive Janie and Shawn to the Idaho Falls Airport for their 6:30 flight to Prague, Czech. They are going to observe the big Dance Festival where their Idaho Ballroom Academy tour team will perform next year.
When we got home to Burley, we slept for an hour and then got ready to go to the funeral of Forrest Hall.
The rest of the day I mostly slept from having taken a double dose of cough syrup to keep me from coughing through the funeral.
I was able to get up to heat up some Veggie soup, then stayed awake for some of Donald Trump's acceptance speech.
Friday - July 22, 2016
We love Friday mornings when Kathleen Hedberg, our ward Family History Consultant, comes for two hours to help us with Family History.
I'm working on life sketches to put into familysearch.org. I came across this photo of my great-grandfather, Charles Albertson 1845-1911 when he was in the Civil War at age 19 or 20.
Here's a photo when he was older.
Copied from Family Group Record of Eileen Albertson Petersen 11 Jan 1993.
At Albertson Cuz'n Reunion Aug. 8-9-10, 2003, in Boise, Idaho, we received the 3 1/2 page life story of Charles Albertson, compiled by Kate Albertson (wife of Paul, who is son of Carl who is a son of Cyrus).
In addition there are 12 letters he wrote to his parents from the Civil War, from 1862 to 1865. One is in his hand writing. The rest have been transcribed by Kate Albertson.
This is priceless information to have.
Paul said there was a short window of time when Kate went to the National Archives on the Internet and could do a search of letters from the Civil War soldiers by the person's name. When she put in "Charles Albertson," it showed his letters were stored in the State of Georgia Archives. She sent for them. Later when she went in to the Nat'l Archive site, they no longer were linked to the state archives and she said she would have never thought to look in the Georgia Archives for letters from Charles Albertson. This is a miracle his letters have been found and we have copies of them now.
Charles and Mary Ann moved to Albion, Idaho, sometime between 1875 and 1877. Their first four children were born in E. Tooele and then eight more chldren were born in Albion.
Kate also had great copies of photographs of the Charles Albertson's father and mother: Henry Albertson and Jane Dunmire Albertson, plus the obituaries of Henry and Jane.
Charles died at age 65 in Kansas when he was on a business trip. He was taken to his home in Albion, Idaho, to be buried.
Saturday - July 23, 2016
Puttered around the house doing odd jobs here and there. Walt took me with him (actually, I'm his partner in this calling) home teaching to Dan Black this afternoon. Dan is so knoweldable about many things and he worked with airplanes in the air force, I think it was. He told us today that he couldn't become a pilot because his eyesight wasn't 20/20 if I understood him correctly.
He is like the pilots, however, in the sense all pilots love talking about airplanes and experiences with them. Of course, Walt, as a pilot, also loves talking about airplanes. In fact, of all the things he can no longer do in this phase of "old age," he said he misses flying the most.
Then we went to visit our neighbor Jean Neibaur. She is a widow who lives on the corner of 2400 and Burton Avenue. We enjoy our visits with her. I told her that when we first moved to Burley, since we had not grown up here (we both grew up in Wendell--when Walt was a senior, I was a 7th grader) it was hard to figure out who was related to who (or whom?).
It took us several years to figure out all of Betty Shelby's sisters (can't remember their maiden name). I think Betty told us she grew up in Oakley. I should ask our friend Ilene Mai, because her Mom, Wanda Critchfield, was a sister to Betty Shelby. The other sisters we know of--in addition to Wanda--are: Wilma Parrish, Carol Handy, and one other I can't remember her name, but she and her husband ran a drive in that was like a root beer drive in on the corner of Overland and 27th. It has been a beauty salon recently, but looks like it might be something different now. It's that little white building on our left when we turn right off Overland onto 2400 when we're driving to our home on Burton Avenue.
That early evening about 7:00, I dashed out to do some quick grocery shopping--when we're out of milk and bread--gotta go get some. Well, I was gone about an hour (yes, I got more than milk and bread*) and when I got home, Walt came into the bedroom where I was putting some new shampoo and grooming items.
He looked really perplexed and told me he'd been through the entire house 3 times and even gone all around the yard looking for his cane.
I looked at him not understanding as I said: "Walt, your cane is right in your hand." He really didn't know that it was in his hand.
Sure glad I got home in time to save him another trip through the house looking for his cane.
We had a good laugh together over that.
Then we watched "The Lawrence Welk Show," that I had set to record on PBS at 7pm. Walt wrote a few more notes for his lesson on temples for his High Priests' Group the next day, and then we went to bed. He has worked several hours each day this week on that lesson. They gave him this topic two or three weeks ago: WHAT THE LEADERS WANT US
TO KNOW ABOUT THE TEMPLE,
to focus on the past two General Conferences.
Sunday - July 24, 2016 P I O N E E R D A Y
Hope you all had a chance to see the wonderful Pioneer Day program in Music and the Spoken Word today. It was terriffic!
See my post on Friday, July 22, for some information about one of my pioneer great-grandfathers.
Here's a photo (the only one we have so far) of my Grandfather who is my Dad's father.
Any snapshots or photos that he had during his marriage to my Dad's mother were all burned when her house burned down in the late 1930s or early 1940s. They had divorced March 6, 1928.
Clarence Albertson 1877-1955