Monday, December 31, 2018

Recap Too

Recalling the year 2013, I ended it with a recapitulation on December 30th:

The end is near! – (end of our calendar year, I mean.)  So I thought a quick recap of 2013 would encourage a reader to do his/her own summary of major events; no need to be complete or chronological ...
...

Our trip to Arizona [family] around the first of July ...[took] priority over the big Cannon Family annual reunion on the Fourth in Utah ...  
We were blessed with two new grandchildren, Eli and Weston, born in May and July; our beautiful daughters and their handsome babies are doing fine.  Our three sons are stalwarts, as are their sisters.  ...”


An End and a Beginning Too

On Monday, 31 December 2012, I posted “An End and a Beginning” to close the year and set the stage for a new one:

“...  Treats (and Kay) are calling me, while sparkling cider waits for the Square ball to drop.
As we end the wonderful old year of 2012, let us begin a simpler, new year, with a focus on family.  Make it happy!”


New Week's Resolutions Too

To state the obvious, Sunday started a new week, and tomorrow starts a new year.  Looking back at 2018, I have an overwhelming but limited view of life as we know it.  (Draw your own conclusion.)

Before the year ends, I want to look farther back at life with Kay.  As we begin a new week, consider this fast one I posted three years ago on Sunday, 12/27/2015:

New Week's Resolutions

Today is a new beginning – the start of a new week.  This Sabbath morning it occurred to me that I need some new week’s resolutions.  ...

"Do a good turn daily."
Edit, and love working.  [ I do!! ]
Enjoy healthy food five times a day.
Move like exercise twice; walk or longboard to the mailbox.
Recycle junk mail ...
Read ... the scriptures every day; (“Scripture Power!”)  [Our Kay loved teaching that Primary song; and she read daily.]
Watch a sunrise and a sunset; share with my sweetheart.
Talk to a neighbor, and listen to someone in need.
Drive safely without texting or expressing anger.  [Kay agreed!]
Make a New Year’s resolution ...
Enjoy family, and be happy; party!
[She planned and organized ...
with love.]

If I fail to keep my new week’s resolutions, there’s always next week – another new beginning.


helping the homeless unload in Michigan, 29 December 2017
– one of many families preparing for a new beginning
(Elder & Sister Cannon, experts at moving & storage)

Sunday, December 30, 2018

Farewell, 3.5-hour Block

As empty nesters, Kay and I lingered longer after Church, catching up with old (and young) friends, taking care of callings, scheduling the week, and doing our little share of cleaning up.  At “top speed”, this took half an hour.  We were usually among the last few to vacate the building.  Many are aware of the “three-hour block” of Sunday meetings.  For us, it was normally a “3.5-hour block”.  For many leaders, it was an “all-day block”, bless their hearts.

Without children to hurry home, Kay and I developed more patience with each other, taking turns being the lingerer.  Typically in Roseville, Michigan, we were equal in lingering longer — so it was through our final Sunday, 5 August 2018, without a formal farewell.  Sister Cannon favored the Relief Society room while Elder Cannon said farewells etc. in the foyer by the exit.  Friends waiting to ride with us were patient and understanding.  The monthly singles’ “home evening” linger-longer with food was a welcome bonus for us and other 45-and-older seniors.  It was as if time stood still — with love, who was watching the clock?

Now, about the “Farewell” part, Google defines it as an “exclamation used to express good wishes on parting. Synonym: cheers”; (many of us would punctuate that with an exclamation point!)  Who can recall the 1980 farewell to three separate meetings spread throughout Sunday, plus meetings on other days?  I believe that was a welcome change to the new “consolidated meeting schedule”, commonly referred to as the “three-hour block” ... when our children were very young.  Even without elaborate, protective car seats, our family life was simplified.  Three hours of Church — a stretch for little ones and aging ones, but a refreshing change nonetheless.

Although I still feel no reason to hurry home, I welcome the inspired schedule adjustment next Sunday.  Two hours followed by individual study will suit me.  Feelings of nostalgia will linger longer ... as I recall “the good old days” of our loving that “3.5-hour block” — my faithful companion and I, together with dear friends.

Tears ... and cheers, everyone!

Tuesday, December 25, 2018

Tuesday Is Christmas!

After a blessed day of rest, what better day than Monday to tie up loose ends (I did two of four), mingle with dear friends, and celebrate Christmas Eve with quiet reflection on our Savior’s birth.  Completing the perfect trio, Christmas on Tuesday is ideal, I feel.

With love, I wish you all a memorable Christmas,
Tuesday with family and friends, near and far!


Postscript: Today, Thursday the 27th, I mailed to friends in Florida and Hawaii.  Yesterday I mailed to family in Arizona (very important for Christmas).  That leaves only one of the four “loose ends” to tie up.  At the end of the day, as they say, what counts is ... doing your best.  (Late last night, I was about to open my laptop and speed-write a long to-do list, but wisdom prevailed like, “That won’t help you go to sleep.”)
Although I run way behind her usual schedule, I suspect our Kay is nevertheless smiling, knowing how much I depended on her for such things.  I am comforted by that thought and our family’s patience with me.  (Tears of love.)  This is when I am most grateful for our tradition of celebrating all twelve days of Christmas until January 6th, Three Kings’ Day.
Cheers, everyone!

Sunday, December 23, 2018

A Birthday Remembered Too

This morning for a few family and friends, I copied the link to my post seven years ago.  Today is a birthday we remember every year.  In 2011, I wrote:

”Often lost in the last-minute hustle of Christmas shopping and parties, is the birthday of a modern-day prophet named Joseph Smith.  I quote from page 33 of the book by George Q. Cannon, published in 1888, titled The Life of Joseph Smith The Prophet:
‘The circumstances and surroundings of the elder Joseph were of the humblest, when unto his house was born, on the 23rd of December, 1805, Joseph, the Prophet of the Last Dispensation.’ “

Friday, December 21, 2018

The Long & Short of It

How many are in panic mode today with a long list of to-do’s and only three short days left for shopping (not counting the day of rest) ???  Not just buyers, but sellers; I feel compassion for owners and employees as well.

Early-morning puzzler: If a Monday holiday makes a “long weekend”, would Mon. & Tues. the 25th off work be “an extra-long weekend”?  Since Sunday is the first day of the week, I think that would be stretching the old phrase a bit.

When searching the meaning of my title, Google reminded me of ... (how did I forget it’s today!)
The winter solstice, as midwinter, is an astronomical phenomenon marking the day with the shortest period of daylight and the longest night of the year.”  — Wikipedia

As we’re out shopping during these long nights after work, let us remember why we celebrate this season.  “As for me and my house, we will” focus on the gift of our Savior Jesus Christ, as we celebrate His birth and God’s love for all.

Saturday, December 15, 2018

All I Want for ...

In my first Christmas post, I dropped some early hints for Santa on December 4, 2010:

“I better finalize the list now before being tempted by all the entertaining, creative marketing in full swing.
...
Fast food (for energy), compatible with my [laptop] PC 
(oatmeal raisin cookies, e.g.) 
(Remember the ... crackers.)”

[Now in 2018, I no longer need more of these:]
“Black socks
White pillow covers
...
New-release, non-fiction, paperback book (Surprise me!)”

What can I add?

Merry Christmas to all !!
With love

Wednesday, December 12, 2018

Our Vacation Collection

While our powerhouse daughter is processing most of the family history retrieved from storage, I brought home a few boxes to sort and scan by myself.  In our nearly-empty unit today, I found a heavy collection of descriptive books, magazines, and maps of our favorite vacation places.  My sweetheart Kay and I had carefully acquired, taken home, and saved these throughout many moves during our marriage.

Kay was the organizer, who protected and cared for our family history, a big part of which is travel.  More than just a collection, it was an abundant resource she used in her assumed role as travel advisor for family and friends.  Some were amazed at the wealth of ideas and information she provided that helped them plan successful trips.  Of course, her detailed memories of fun family adventures were priceless — not what you find on the Internet — and motivated others to get out of their comfort zone.  Enthusiasm is contagious!

Naturally we had to keep the Sunset Travel Guide to Oregon (well worth the $3.57 cost), copyright 1976, a large-format paperback book including our favorite chapter, “Down the Oregon Coast” (been there, done that several times).  “Nature passed out scenery with a lavish hand in the Pacific Northwest.  ... Oregon has a dramatic 400-mile coastline varying from waveswept headlands to broad sandy beaches backed by lushly forested  mountains.”  — Introduction, page 5.
I will find time to read that book, so it’s a keeper.

Another must-save, smaller book is The Canadian Rockies — A Pictorial Guide to Banff, Jasper, Lake Louise, the Columbia Icefields and Waterton, copyright 1986.  It is a picture book full of phenomenal photography with identifying place names.  Which of our 23 grandchildren will appreciate and treasure that one as I pass it on next year?  (Our five children already have a sufficient supply of books.)

Some of our favorite destinations are in Arizona — evidently in another box with more recent material, including the Musical Instrument Museum in Pheonix and Grand Canyon National Park.  Kay especially liked Sedona, “surrounded by red-rock buttes” (and too much tourist traffic).

Digging deeper to get closer to home, I found “Hiking the Zion Narrows — Reference Map & Trip Planner”, including this major section: “Avoid a Flash Flood”.  That was an experience her siblings and we will never forget!  As with so many adventures in life, “your safety is your responsibility!”  Be prepared.

We could have written a book about our vacations in Georgia, New England, New York, Pennsylvania, Illinois, Missouri, South Dakota, Colorado, California, Alaska, and British Columbia — just to mention a few.  I imagine the final chapter: other places on Kay’s wish list.  In retrospect, our “cup runneth over” (more than enough for our needs), as Grandmother Cannon concluded.

Finally, for now, the “Crystal Hot Springs — Waterpark & Campground” brochure promotes “year-round family fun” in Honeyville, Utah.  It’s true — now our grandkids laugh about that family camp where they enjoyed swimming after the wind blew our tents down at night.  And I think there was rain with the wind; Kay would remember.  Love those hot springs ... and our smiling trip advisor!

near end of our road trip from Utah to the mission
– nice to know we were welcome, 28 August 2017

Sister Cannon "on vacation" at Lake Michigan
(28 Aug. rest stop before starting mission work)

our "truck", ready to hit the road, 11 August 2018
– fully loaded for return to Utah and family

Friday, December 7, 2018

Twelve Months of Miracles (Ch. 3)

On 30 October 2018, I posted chapter two of "... Miracles", promising another chapter, "to be continued" in Roseville, Michigan.

As our two-month assignment in the mission office ended, Sister Cannon and I were assigned by the mission president to the historic Roseville Ward (congregation), centered northeast of Detroit.  Throughout November, we commuted a long distance every day.  The first of December, we were blessed with relocation to live near the meetinghouse, which is centrally located in that large area of missionary service (ten cities).  Most members of our "Michigan Family", as we love to call them, live within the Roseville Ward boundaries.

The holiday season was especially sweet, presenting unlimited opportunities for service, helping people come closer to the Savior Jesus Christ.  The young missionaries and we seniors saw daily miracles!  That's what Christmas is about now, as it was then.

Let us all help "Light the World"!

(To be continued.)

Bishops' Storehouse and Home Storage Center
in Michigan, serving those in need
(a rare selfie of Elder Cannon)

three sister missionaries in Roseville, 6 January 2018
(a special day in the Cannon Family and for others)

Monday, December 3, 2018

Holiday Homonyms Too

With my laptop running, having emailed some missionaries on their preparation day, I thought of repeating this post (slightly simplified) from Tuesday, November 30, 2010:

We got over Cyber Monday --what a rush! -- [folks] shopped without going out in the cold or out on a limb (my credit cards were hidden away, fortunately.)  The offerings were incredibly generous; and I’m glad sales soared 19.4% over last year, to boost our economy.

This morning my second thought was of holiday homonyms.  Last week Kay and I happened to land on an educational TV channel conducting an English class all about homonyms.  Imagine the thrill of finding something worth watching, for a change!

homonym [noun]
"two words are homonyms if they are pronounced or spelled the same way but have different meanings"  – www.whitesmoke.com

Before I let you go find some better ones on your own, here are a few examples my MS spellchecker failed to catch, plus one that’s spelled correctly in context:

Christmas is hear! Bee of good cheer!

Their must have been some magic ...

... and a partridge in a pare tree.

Christmas present is here to stay.

May yore daze be merry and bright, ...
... with every Christmas card I right.

Wishing you happy holidays!  Have fun with family and friends!

lights on Temple Square, Salt Lake City, 2 December 2018


Michigander children with Santa at ward party 2017
photo by Sister Kay Cannon, who loves those little ones