Sunday, October 30, 2022

Carmelcorn, Rotisserie Turkey, Krispie Candy/Scotch-a-roos & friendships and weekly letter

 

October 30, 2022

Hello dear family:

It’s been a nice week because:

·        I was able to joke with Brad about his birthday and photos from his childhood, (Brad took the kidding in stride.)

·         FaceTime with Brian/Megan/Amy/Mike/Hayden last Sunday, Amy and Brian entertained me while they remembered days of yore when we all went tomato harvesting and made homemade spaghetti sauce and lots more fun memories. 

·        Amy/Mike/Conner and I had hamburgers with my huge beefsteak tomato for dinner Friday night.  I had been pestering Amy for a couple weeks about my huge beefsteak tomato that was growing, ripening, and ready to eat.  It was so huge (as big as my hand) that I couldn’t possibly eat it myself so I took burger patties, buns, tomato and salald Friday night over to their house for dinner so Mike could BBQ the burgers. 



It’s always nice to be with family.

Over the years I have noticed that it is hard to maintain friendships without a lot of effort.  It is easy if they are in the same ward with you and you see them frequently.  But if the friendships are formed outside of church, or if they move away, or if you get busy raising children…..it becomes “out of sight-out of mind.”  I’ve noticed that Amy puts lots of energy and thought and action into nurturing her friendships.  Many of you do as well, but because I see her and she lives here, it’s easier to notice.  So in an effort to make Carter (while he’s on his mission)  In our sight & In our mind” Brad and Sheri have given permission for me to share their first letter from Carter (Elder Schnell).  He is currently in the Mexico MTC. Note:  they are having trouble getting permission to enter Chile.

Hey everybody! It's Elder Schnell. I've just about finished the MTC here in Mexico city. I am supposed to ship out this monday, but there seems to be some sort of complication with getting into Chile. We were all told that Chile now has a new government and they're not really letting anyone in, and that we're all going to be reassigned, could be temporary, could be permanent, they don't tell us much. I will keep you all posted on where they send me, whether it be santiago or wherever else. 

 

My Spanish has generally improved but I feel like I am plateauing a bit. I took Spanish all throughout highschool, and for some reason nobody ever mentioned that tenses were a thing in spanish. If you'd like to give yourself a headache, look into subjunctive or preterite, or any of the trillion ways to conjugate a Spanish verb, and throw in random stem changes and irregular verbs, and sometimes they just completely change the word: hence the plateau. I can usually hold my own by now, i place around 40% fluency on the tests they give us, but when somebody starts asking me questions about past events or possible future actions and a million other circumstances, all i can do is just smile and give them a thumbs up and say yes hoping that it was a question. :) 

 

There's not a whole lot else that goes on around here, it's just sleep, eat, spanish, eat, exercise, spanish, eat, spanish, sleep. The schedule here is so tight you couldn't fit a dollar bill in between the gaps. We are told to be 15 minutes early to every class, meeting or project, even though we are only given 5 between each event. keeps us busy for sure. The food here is well... interesting. If you ever find yourself down here, don't eat the red chicken :) On the first day my companion and I were chosen to be the zone leaders, so that's been an experience for sure. We've currently got 6 districts under our wing and we've welcomed all of them individually with impromptu talks at any given moment during the meetings, per the branch presidents request.

 

Overall, things have been smooth sailing, as smooth as they can be when my companion feels entitled to have his hands on the rudder at all times. Our relationship is a work in progress, a very... long process. I'm trying my best. 

 

I hope all is well.  con mucho amor :) -Elder Schnell

 

Friendships:  (I find enjoyment from other people’s thoughts and quotes)

"Find a group of people who challenge and inspire you; spend a lot of time with them, and it will change your life."  Amy Poehler

"I get by with a little help from my friends."  The Beatles

"Close friends are truly life’s treasures. Sometimes they know us better than we know ourselves."  Vincent Van Gogh

"We were together. I forget the rest."  Walt Whitman

This last one reminds me of Judy.  Truly she was my best friend.  At my age it’s hard to find a new best friend. Thankfully I have Glennda who has always been there as well.

 I am including a couple more recipes prior to the holidays.  The Rotisserie Turkey was a huge success.  I only did it once; when I lived in Arizona, we had a lovely backyard with a BBQ built into an outdoor kitchen island near the pool.  Amy, Tanner and Conner came to visit for Thanksgiving and I thought I’d give it a try.  It was fabulous. (I had to take photos of my pdf file - sorry)



 I’m also including Krispie Candy or Scotch-a-roos. 


  This is always a holiday treat.   ( I can't find a way to include a pdf file.)

In addition; I saved a recipe card Brian brought home from Primary for years because it was in Brian’s handwriting.  Finally I typed it up so I could share.

Carmel Popcorn (written to edit Brian’s version from 1978 in a Primary class)  IT IS REALLY GOOD!

Melt one cube butter

Add two cups brown sugar

Add ½ C Karo syrup

Bring all to good boil

Add:  ¼ t cream tartar and ½ t baking soda

Stir and pour all over popcorn 

Some of you may remember my Aunt Margaret and her husband Uncle Bill.  She passed away a few years ago.  Uncle Bill passed away yesterday morning. Now they can be together.

I'm doing great.  I just finished Little Jake's baby quilt (I'll be sending it off soon) and I'm working on another one that I've made before, but I love it.  So I'm make it again.

I love you all. Have a great week.

Love Mom, Grandma, Great Grandma, Sister and Aunt Suzanne

Sunday, October 23, 2022

Monkey Bread and Homemade Caramel Recipe and my great great grandfather Solomon Campbell

 

October 23, 2022

Dear Family:

Well the rain finally arrived along with cool weather.  50’s for the highs and 40/50’s for the lows.  So it’s time to put another quilt on the bed and get out the sweat shirts and warm clothing.

I enjoyed talking to Brad (his birthday was yesterday) yesterday.  I had unearthed his 1 year, 2 year and 18th year old birthday photos.  We had a good time reminiscing and laughing.  Tomorrow is Glennda’s birthday.  She and Scott are in Tennessee for a very special occasion.  Not only was it Damon (10years) birthday (this is Scott and Glennda’s grandson and Michael and Branigun’s oldest), but his dad Michael Field was ordained a high priest and made bishop of their ward today.  I can’t ever forget the time that Amy and I took care of Mikey when he was brand new because Glennda had to stay in the hospital for about a week or so with complications after Mike was born. Congratulations dear family.

I also got to FaceTime with Riley and Cole last night and I was absolutely thrilled.  I hope those FT sessions continue.  Haley and Tanner also shared some photos with me of Claire.  I love the photos that Kenlee, Haley, Riley and Laura share  on FB.  It is hard being away from our family that are strewn all over the western half of our US.  I really miss the family get-togethers.  I am looking forward to Thanksgiving at Brad and Sheri’s house, along with Mike, Amy, Taylor, Kelsy, Cooper, McKay, Riley, Corbin and Cole.  Won’t that be fun.

I don’t have much to talk about today, but I’m going to share 2 more Holiday Recipes with you.  I will not only put them in the blog, but I’ll attach them to the email so it won’t be so hard to download for yourself.

 

Monkey Bread (rolls in a bundt pan – this recipe makes enough for 2 bundt pans)

 

2 C lukewarm water

Add 1/2 C sugar

Dissolve 1 T yeast (or 1 pkg) in sugar water

(sugar will cool the water off, so I use water just a little warmer than lukewarm then add the sugar, then add the yeast)

 

Beat 2 eggs and add to above mixture.

1.5  t.  salt.

Sift in 3 Cups flour.

Add 4 T cooled melted shortening (don’t use oil), melt the shortening and then let it cool.

Add about 4   more Cups flour

Knead dough mixture, stirring and kneading until Flour is absorbed. 

1.     Put damp cloth over and let raise 1 hour or until doubled in bulk.

2.     Punch down and make into rolls (method below) and freeze one and bake one or freeze both.

3.     Melt 1 cube (I sometimes cut it to 3/4 cube) and put in bundt pan

4.     Roll out 1/2 of the dough and cut w/ 2 inch round cookie cutter.  Put one layer of rolls standing up in pan.

5.     (this can be confusing – but I drown each 2” cut dough in butter and overlap the rolls and when they raise, they all stand up

6.     Put other half in another bundt pan using another cube of butter.

At this point I cover each with foil and freeze.  If my dinner is at 5 or so, I take out the rolls and sit them on the counter at 8-9 am.  Then they raise during the day

I bake them at 400 degrees for about 15-20 minutes until they are golden brown on the top. Loosen around edges and place a plate on the top and turn over.

 

 

If you want to each them that day, let raise for 1-2 hours before baking at 400degrees until brown, about 15 - 20 min. (I do bake at 400 degrees)

 

If you want to eat the rolls the next day, After #1, punch down then  place in the refrigerator and bake the next day.

 

Love Grandma Suzanne

 

HOME MADE CARAMELS   -   Easy but follow directions exactly.

 

2 cups cream                                                                                                1 teaspoon vanilla (add at end)

2 cups sugar

1 ½ cup Light Karo syrup

1 Cup butter

 

In cast iron (preferably) or other heavy 6 quart pan, add the above ingredients (except vanilla).  Heat over medium heat to hard ball stage (232 degrees).  STIR CONSTANTLY FROM BEGINNING TO END TO PREVENT SKORTCHING. I USE A WOODEN SPOON TO STIR.  SKORTCHING MAKES UGLY CARAMELS.   I don’t use a thermometer.  Test frequently in water once it starts turning golden.  Your test dropped into cold water will hold shape and sounds “click” when dropped on the counter.  Add 1 teaspoon vanilla and 1 cup nuts if desired.  Put into 9x13 inch buttered pan.

 

I put chopped nuts in the pan before pouring cooked caramel liquid.  If you to use whole nuts.  Add them after you have poured caramel mixture in the pan.

 

When cooled, put out of pan onto cutting board.  Cut with large knife into squares and wrap in waxed paper squares.

 

It takes about 45 minutes beginning to end.

 

Suzanne Short

 

This last week Megan shared a podcast with me that I enjoyed thoroughly.  The young lady who was interviewed shared her views on that it means to be “All In” in the gospel of Jesus Christ.  Her ancestors was mentioned and it reminded Megan of some of my feelings about my ancestors.

So I decided that it would be interesting to all of you to know some things about your ancestors.

My great great grandfather Soloman Leonard Campbell joined the church in within a few months of when Brigham Young was baptized.  They lived in Tioga County Pennsylvania.

His number in family search is KWV7-4RV.

(highlighted in green) This is what my cousin Dean Bailey wrote in “The Ira Temple Short Story”.  As you remember last week I mentioned that I spent considerable time with my Aunt Margaret in 2011 and 2012 when she was putting her family history into book form.  Dean took on the task of compiling it.

I took the following from the big book.  I hope you can read the part in green.  Brigham Young met and converted this Campbell Clan shortly after his own baptism and Joseph Smith also visitied them.


I have mentioned many times how I feel a responsibility to my ancestors because of their faith in joining the church, and following the body of saints to Kirkland, Nauvoo and Utah. 

You all have amazing ancestors and a remarkable history in the church.

 

Love Mom, Grandma, Great Grandma, Sister and Aunt Suzanne



Sunday, October 16, 2022

French Apple Pie baked in a brown paper bag and a marriage quote from Pres. Hinckley

 

October 16, 2022

Dear Family:

They tell us that rain is supposed to finally come by next Friday.  But we are still having 82 degree weather.  After sharing Glennda’s candied sweet potato recipe last week I thought I’d better start sharing the Family Holiday Recipes.  This is going to be fun.  My first sharing recipe has a story.  Many years ago I had a subscription to Sunset magazine.  It think it was a gift at first, then I kept buying it.  I loved it because it shared how to make fruit leather and dried fruit.  (Can you tell this was in the 70’s and 80’s?)  Anyway this was shared by a reader who was also a Dad and said his family raved over it.  I found the same result.  In fact I won a blue ribbon at a ward pie contest and I think Brian still makes it these days.

Everyone loves pumpkin pie; Homemade or from Costco it’s really a family favorite.  But my kids loved this apple pie recipe just as much.  Enjoy.  (And it keeps the oven clean)

 

 

Suzanne’s famous apple pie – baked in a paper bag.

Make  a one crust pie shell (uncooked)

7--8 tart apples peeled and sliced ¼ to ½ inch thick

2  T flour, ½ t cinnamon, ½ c sugar, ½ t nutmeg, ½ cloves

Mix together in a large bowl, then place in unbaked shell, pat down.

Topping:

½ c sugar

½ flour

½ butter

 Mix toping ingredients until crumbly (cut with two knives or use a pastry blender.)  Pat topping over apples in the pie shell.

Place in a Brown paper bag -  secure with metal paper clips. (I sometimes place it on a cookie sheet, just in case it leaks.)

Bake 425 for 1 hour - 1 ½ hr   (After 1 hour – tear open bag and check)

Check by sticking a skewer into the pie and make sure that the apples are soft.

Crunchy apples in a pie isn’t a “good thing”. 

 

So – remember McKay’s birthday is Thursday, Brad’s is Saturday and Glennda’s is a week from tomorrow.

There isn’t much different going on here.  I am down to 10 piano students.  It’s a good thing.  I still have enough gigs with my little band.  I actually had one yesterday.  And I have one Wednesday. 

I’m guessing that you are all ok.  The Instagram posts continue.  The growth of the great grandchildren continues and I love to see the posts.

I ran into a nice paragraph from President Hinckley this week.  Most of you are married.  The advice also pertains to friendships. 

Pres. Hinckley: “In a marriage, each of us is an individual.  Each of us is different.  There must be respect for differences, and although it is important and necessary that both the husband and the wife work to ameliorate those differences, there must be some recognition that they exist and that they are not necessarily undesirable.  In fact, the differences may make the companionship more interesting.”

When I was married, I used to say that our differences worked like a cog in a wheel.  I had talent/abilities in certain areas, and my spouse had talent/abilities in other areas.  Together we made a good combination.  I still feel that way today. There is no need to be intimidated because a spouse outshines you in one way or the other.  Celebrate it.  Shine in your area. Support them and encourage them in their shining talent.  Enjoy your own.

Well that’s enough advice for today.  Enjoy the recipe and look forward to more.  I’ll even share all the recipes that Glennda, Judy and I made when we had our Christmas Baking Day.

December 20, 2019

December 20, 2019

As you can see, we had a blast and Scott and Don had to be in on it. Yummy recipes to look forward to.

Have a wonderful week.  You are all always in my thoughts and prayers.  

Love Mom, Grandma, Great Grandma, Sister and Aunt Suzanne

Sunday, October 9, 2022

The Electric Fence in Life - "Candied Sweet Potatoes"

 

October 9, 2022

Dear Family:

I understand that our Indian Summer is going to last another 10 days or two weeks.  I’m missing rain! Can you believe. No rain around here for so long.  It isn’t quite as hot but today got up to 83.

Birthdays this month; Brad Schnell Oct 22, Glennda Short Field Oct 24, McKay Schnell Oct 23.

Glennda, Scott, their friends The Johnsons, and I had Thanksgiving Dinner today.  Glennda and Scott worked all day yesterday and before and after church today.  It was absolutely delicious.  All the good stuff.  Glennda discovered the best candied Sweet Potato Recipe so far.  We all agreed it was even better than all the other’s we’ve tried including our mother’s old way.  So I’ll share.



Yesterday Glennda called me for some homemade roll advice.  Then we talked about what she would do when I was gone.  (You see, we’ve lost our Judy and sometimes we would like to call her for advice too.) 

So today I thought that I would share a talk I gave 11 or 12 years ago when I moved back from Arizona.  Carter was 9. I thought maybe someday my grandchildren and great grandchildren would like to know what I said in a talk I gave in about 2011. 

"I was born in Idaho and I am so fortunate to have ancestors who joined the church many years ago and crossed the plains with thousands of other converts to the gospel.  I have 3 children and 9 grandchildren. My patriarchal blessing, says that my greatest mission in this life would be to be a mother and to prepare me and my family for exaltation.  I loved raising my children and I absolutely love being a grandmother.  Joelle and Brad Schnell and their children are part of my great love and every minute I spend with them is treasured.  (Their family and I were in the same ward then.)

Topic:               Peace a triumph of Principles

April Conf, Pres Monson.

“The world around you is not equipped to provide the help you need to make it through this often-treacherous journey.  So many in our society today seem to have slipped from the moorings of safety and drifted from the harbor of peace.”  What is this harbor of peace, where is it?

To illustrate, I am going to tell you a personal story from my childhood while my family lived in Vale, Oregon. Norma Smirthwaite in our ward, is the only person I know who is also from Vale.

My grandson Carter Schnell is 9.  When I was about his age, it was my assignment every day and sometimes twice a day….  to walk down the canal road, cross the canal bridge and bring the cows back to the barn for my dad to milk them.  My dad couldn’t afford a farm hand, so because I was the oldest, I was his best helper.

On the right side of this road was a deep canal full of irrigation water.  My sisters and I were never allowed in the water, because my mom had heard somewhere that you could get polio from ditch water. Polio was a very debilitating disease back in the 50’s. So I never ever even thought of wading or jumping into that water.  On the left of this road was an electric fence.  The purpose of this fence was to keep the cows out of the fields that we planted with sugar beets, alfalfa and potatoes.  I had been told that if I touched that fence that I would get shocked. 

So to prepare for this assignment, my Dad spent a couple weeks teaching me to whistle really loud. I was instructed …..when I got near the cow’s pasture, that if I whistled, they would line up by the gate and I wouldn’t have to run all over the pasture driving them back to the barn.  I had my trusty switch (a switch is a stick cut out of a tree that is bendable and about 3 feet long) in my hand.  I walked behind them, and I could tap the cow on the behind and she would get back on the path. I repeated this chore hundreds of times. 

Now, the electric fence came to be a great curiosity to me.  I had watched my Dad put it up and he placed insulators on the fence posts so that wouldn’t transfer the electricity down to the ground, that the wire was connected to each insulator on each fence post with a metal clamp.  I had to have every detail …..how it was built, where did the electricity come from, how did it go along the wire, and what happened if you touched it.   I had seen him touch that electric fence with his switch, so I decided that I could too.  I went along for a while thinking I was pretty smart being able to touch that fence and not get shocked.  If the cows brushed up again it, they immediately danced away from the fence because it shocked them.  They never came near it again.

Well, I got bored with just touching the fence with my switch.  After contemplating those insulators for several weeks, I decided that I would touch them with my switch.  No problem.  No shock.    Pretty soon, I was bored again. So I decided that I would try touching one insulator with my bare finger while I was walking the cows to the milking barn.  I was very careful.  I looked directly at that white insulator and no problem, no shock.   Pretty soon, I was touching all the insulators along the road, no shock, no problem.  Once day I got careless, and didn’t look carefully and I got a great big shock.  Boy that was a memorable experience.   

My Dad had built a tall gate that he could drive through.  He was pretty clever.  That wire came along the fence, then he installed 8 – 10 foot tall poles on either side of the road.  He strung the wire up over poles and down the side.  Then he hung long wires hanging down from the wire going across the top.  That way he could drive through (because he had rubber tires) and the cows couldn’t walk through.

Now that became a curiosity to me.  I had a bike with rubber tires and I had rubber handle grips.   I’ll bet that I could do that.  I actually survived without getting shocked. This story could go on and on, but now we need to see how it applies to our message.  There actually is a moral to the story. 

To me,  the water in the canal represents or symbolizes things that we are smart enough not to do – in our lives.  Over the years, we have learned enough not to complicate our lives by running in front of trains, or out in the street, or jumping off cliffs or touching a hot stove. That canal was a total “NO, NO”.   This represents what we stay away from to keep physically safe.

So, now we move on to the symbolism in the electric fence.  That fence was a big temptation to me.  The cows were smart enough never to go near it again.  But I was just so curious. In our lives, there are little signs or messages all along that fence.  We begin to complicate our lives the moment we are old enough to make decisions and realize that there are rewards and consequences to our decisions.

Along this electric fence , there are “Signs that tempt us ” or decisions we have to make in life.  Such as; who our friends will be, what we will do when we are with our friends, what kinds of books we read, what types of entertainment we decide to get involved in, how we dress, what we do with our time.  There are also little signs on that fence that says, “I can be Lazy”, “Or I can skip reading my scriptures today”, or “I can try it just this once, the only person who knows will be me”, “I’m not hurting anyone else”, “I’ll just work a little longer, the kids won’t notice this once.” “I can afford this one extravagance.”        I can find a lot of little signs along this electric fence that apply to me.  Do we cave in to curiosity, are we lazy, do we decide to touch that electric fence once in a while.  We are not always lucky enough to have insulators.

Elder Marvin J Ashton, said in a 1985 conf talk. “True personal peace comes about through eternal vigilance and constant righteous efforts. No man can be at peace who is untrue to his better self. No man can have lasting peace who is living a lie. Peace can never come to the transgressor of the law. Commitment to God’s laws is the basis for peace. Peace is something we earn. It is not a gift. Rather, it is a possession earned by those who love God and work to achieve the blessings of peace. …. It is something that must come from within.

 

There are those who dangle false enticements of peace before us. These are they who are selfish, greedy and power hungry. 

 

The cows were smart enough to never go near the electric fence again after one shock.  But we, because we are human, continually have to filter our messages.

 Righteous efforts, striving to live the gospel, this is how we can be spiritually safe

 

SO WHERE IS THIS HARBOR OF PEACE.

Now let’s consider the symbolism in my story of the road that runs in between the canal and the electric fence.

It is my belief, these things are what we pave our road with….

·       after we have made the hard decisions,

·       chosen our lifestyle,

·       developed our habits,

·       the things we have learned that make us wiser,

·       they are promptings of the spirit,

·       personal revelations that have come after studying the gospel, searching, pondering,

·       seeking answers to our prayers……

these are the pavers on our road.  Those pavers can become our SAFE HARBOR OF PEACE.  Our minds, souls and hearts strive to be in tune with the Prince of Peace our Savior Jesus Christ.

 

I would also suggest that we build these pavers ourselves because;

·       We are members of the church and attend regularly

·       We have made commitments to our Heavenly Father, through baptism and through our promises in the temple

·       We search and study our scriptures

·       We pray for answers and on behalf of our loved ones

·       We unselfishly serve others, and in our callings, and as visiting teachers or home teachers

·       We find joy in our families, no matter what our definition of family is, because not all our situations are “the perfect model”

·       We strive to keep the commandments

 

 

Elder Ashton quotes,…………….It was Ralph Waldo Emerson who declared the mighty truth, “Nothing can bring you peace but yourself. Nothing can bring you peace but a triumph of principles.”

 

What are our principles?  We are such a fortunate people, because in attending our meetings, we have weekly lessons, guidance and reminders to help us. 

Our harbor is the gospel.  Here we learn integrity, honesty, obedience, the commandments, service, respect for our ancestors and our descendants,

Elder Ashton said, “Peace is not a purchase away. Peace is not when the final installment is paid. Peace is not when marriage comes, nor when all the children are enrolled in school. Peace is not when the last child returns from the mission field. Peace is not when an inheritance is received. Peace is not when the scars of death start to heal.

True peace must not be dependent upon conditions or happenings. Peace must stem from an inward contentment built upon trust, faith, and goodwill toward God, fellowmen, and self. It must be constantly nurtured by the individual who is soundly anchored to the gospel of Jesus Christ. Only then can a person realize that the trials and tribulations of daily life are less important than God’s total goodness.

Lasting peace is an eternal personal quest. Peace does come from obedience to the law. Peace comes to those who develop character and trust.

I have a favorite scripture that seems to be applicable to almost every subject.  I think it is a good road sign to post along our canal road,

D&C 14:7, “And if you keep my commandments and endure to the end, you shall have eternal life which is the greatest of all the gifts of God.”

There are many things that will be hazards all along our “canal” road.  Sometimes we think the stress of our situation is more than we can bear, sometimes we feel trapped in a situation that seems to have no solution, sometimes someone else’s free agency has caused unfair things to happen to us; things we never thought should happen, someone might feel despair because of a loss of a loved one or because of our health.

Elder Ashton said, “It is very significant that when Jesus came forth from the tomb and appeared to his disciples, his first greeting was, “Peace be unto you.” (Luke 24:36.) When sorrow, tragedy, and heartbreaks occur in our lives, wouldn’t it be comforting …….if when the whisperings of God say, “Do you know why this has happened to you?” we could have the peace of mind to answer “No, but you do.”

Certainly peace is the opposite of fear. Peace is a blessing that comes to those who trust in God. It is established through individual righteousness.

This is our Harbor of Peace.”

This may be way more than some of you want to read.  But maybe someday it will help you understand me just a little more. 

I do love each of you very much.

Love Mom, Grandma, Great Grandma, Sister and Aunt Suzanne

Sunday, October 2, 2022

The influence of Loved Ones

 

October 2, 2022

Dear Family:

There was quite the celebration going on in Brooklyn, New York this weekend. All of Mike’s 4 boys and partners and all of Amy’s family are meeting to celebrate Spencer and Sinan's marriage.   Amy and Mike left Thursday morning for New York.  Tanner, Haley & Claire left Friday.  I took Conner to the Airport Friday midday.  I had a gig in Vancouver yesterday afternoon so it was no trouble dropping him off.  I had made Spencer a quilt (as I have all Mike’s boys) quite a while ago.  As you know it is my tradition to make all my adult children a quilt when they get married or set off on their adult jouney.  So Mike and Amy took it with them. Mike’s boys call me G-Suz.  I love it and they melt my heart when they call me that.  How could I not include them as members of my family?  They are all probably on their way home by today.

I had a wonderful chat with Conner on our way to the airport.  He drives for a living, so I asked him to drive.  I was free to chat to my heart’s content.  His personality, his demeanor, his personal philosophy and his life path are interesting to explore.  He asked about my decision to try to change my weekly letter to a monthly letter.  I almost made it.  I had to write last week to share a nice experience.  I’m writing this week because that was my date to start my monthly letter. I told him that I thought I’d passed on all the wisdom and advice that I could think of.  Conner and I talked about what inspires us and related why I want to continue writing to my family even if it goes monthly.  It is because I hope there is something that I can pass on that can be an inspiration to my children, grandchildren or great grandchildren.  I told him about how a friend sent me a passage from a newspaper that changed my life when I was in the middle of my life’s biggest struggle. So maybe I’m decided that maybe I can share something that will have meaning to someone in my family and I won’t stop.  It just might not be EVERY week, or it might??

My patriarchal blessing says that my greatest responsibility in life will be to prepare my children and my grandchildren for this life and eternal life.  So, I can’t drop that responsibility.  When I think about people who have been a big INFLUENCE in my life, besides my parents and Judy & Glennda, it would be my Aunt Margaret.  She was my dad’s youngest sister.  Interestingly, we only visited with them rarely.  Dad took us to visit them once when they lived in Salt Lake City.  I think Margaret and Kenneth were newly married.  Then Aunt Margaret came to visit us once when we lived in Vale on the 80 acre farm. 

This photo was taken probably in 1954-55 when Margaret brough her girls and Grandma Myrtle Short to visit our family on our farm near Vale Oregon.  Suzanne front, next Judy, 
 

The next time was when Dad insisted that I take my amily to go visit her in Hayward CA when we were on our way home from Disneyland.  That’s only 3 times in 40 years.  But I remember she was so warm, welcoming, nurturing and generous when we visited her.  Brad was totally impressed with her and couldn’t believe how different she was from her brother Glenn (Brad’s grandfather, my Dad).  On our way home from California, Brad told me that he wanted me to be a grandmother to his children like Margaret was to him and Brian and Amy.  That introduction between Brad and his great-Aunt Margaret continued when Brad was at Rick’s college and their musical group visited Roseville, CA .  Aunt Margaret and her husband Bill Kinney were at the stake center to pick up students to take home and have them stay the night.  Brad spotted Aunt Margaret and their love for each other continued when she took him and a friend to her home.  Later she kept my sisters and I involved in family reunions and we went to two; one in Utah, one in Idaho, and we had one here.  A year or two before her death, I organized a “Flash Mob Reunion” where all the cousins that could, arrived in Granite Bay, CA, and we had an impromptu reunion.  I had spent time with her in 2011, and 2012 at her house helping her prepare materials for her “Book”.  She wanted to write a history of her parents, siblings and her own Family Story.  In the process I learned that she and Dad were very different.  She was a great student and had a great singing voice. She related that Glenn, her brother – my dad, had a learning disability and it resulted in bullying at school.  He eventually dropped out.  He had a terrible inferiority complex regarding school.  He worked very hard on the farm with his brothers and was very close to Margaret as she was the youngest, and he was second youngest.  She told me all about some of their childhood experiences and what life was like in their little community.  Dad had never talked about school, his childhood or his community.  She told about the trip she took with her Father and Mother to pick up Glenn from his mission to the Southern States – Texas particularly.  As a result I understood my dad much better, even though it had been years since he passed away.

She had a remarkable impact on my life.  She had 4 children of her own, but she loved her nieces and nephews and worked very hard to help us learn to love each other.  It was because of visiting her during General Conference time in Granite Bay that I listened to conference and was inspired to start writing my weekly letters. I felt this huge impression that I needed to do everything in my power to be as close to my family as I could.  I felt that so strongly.  I started that week and it is now part of my life.

INFLUENCE: Sometimes it’s during chats, sometimes it’s something that someone else says, sometimes it’s sharing lessons learned the hard way that inspire us to improve our lives, or change the way we do things. Sometimes its just an example or a feeling we get when we are with them.

I’ll never forget Brad asking me to be a grandmother like Aunt Margaret to his future children.  She poured love, attention and her undivided attention on Brad, Brian and Amy.  She was a wonderful example. 

(I signed Judy's year book on the "Senior Awards" page.  I was 18, she was 15.)
Judy was my little sister, but I love to think of all the good times we had as little girls, as teenagers and most assuredly as mothers.  We shared so much.  A couple weekly ago I went to my 60th high school reunion and noticed I had Judy’s 1962 yearbook.  I needed to look up people I didn’t recognize. She was a freshman and I was a senior.  I looked inside. I had written, “You little nut, but I love you more than anybody else.  Love Suzie”.   I can’t tell you how much it meant to me to realize that I had expressed my love to her when I was 18 and she was 15.  All the years of exchanging advice in raising our children, housekeeping, cooking tips, and just sharing life are choice memories that I will never forget.  She taught me about generosity. I miss her everyday.  But her generosity will always stay with me and I will try every day to be as generous as Judy.

As you know General Conference is this weekend. I’ve watched all 4 sessions so far and will watch the last session this afternoon. I’m always spiritually uplifted and it has never failed to do so.  It always amazes me how the talks by our general authorities are so specific and so beautifully prepared.  Stephen Lund, presiding bishop, spoke today and reminded me of the many years that I served in the Young Women organization in our ward and in the stake.  I understand that now “Especially For Youth” (EFY) has been changed to “For the Strength of Youth.” (FSY) I like it better.  He talked about FSY and girls camps that he and his wife were involved in.  He talked about how those returning from those “spiritually uplifting” events and returning missionaries alike are challenged with returning home and staying spiritually uplifted.  I remember my children making sure that their children were able to go to EFY or FSY.  I’m grateful that they were able to afford to send them.  I remember Brad and Brian returning from their missions and their challenges..  I’m proud of Carter that he is now enjoying this experience.  I’m proud of Taylor, Tanner, Michael,  Kenlee, Haley, Jake, Corbin, Zack & Clarke for going on missions as well.

So after being spiritually uplifted as well I’ve contemplated that "YES" I still have wisdom and experiences that can be passed on to you.  I know that there isn’t a day that goes by where I don’t think of each of you.  President Nelson’s message was wonderful and at the end he said, “Strengthen your loved ones.”  I don’t live with any of you.  I don’t have the opportunity to talk to you in person every day.  I just have my experiences and thoughts to share with you.  So I’ll keep writing my lette/blog to my family. It may be every week, it may be every other week, it may be every month, but I can’t quit.

I love the modern methods of sharing family photos of the great grandchildren and the records of their growth and daily activities.  Cooper and McKay, Cole, Claire, India, Emery and Addie’s photos thrill me.  I treasure those photos.  I treasure all of you.  Thank you Amy for sending photos from your exciting weekend in Brooklyn, NY.

Have a wonderful week.  Keep up all the good things you are doing and the amazing examples you are setting for your children and grandchildren.  I love you.

Love Mom, Grandma, Great Grandma, sister and Aunt Suzanne