Sunday, December 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.  After some deep thought, here are a few I can confidently make public:

"Do a good turn daily."
Edit, and love working.
Enjoy healthy food five times a day.
Move like exercise twice; walk or longboard to the mailbox.
Recycle junk mail; remember it funds our reliable postal service.
Read a verse or recall a story from the scriptures every day;
(“Scripture Power!”)
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.
Make a New Year’s resolution for 2016.
Enjoy family, and be happy; party!

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

I like cake, too; (fast food for energy.)

Our frontier sunrise at GSLSP boardwalk

Park it while texting or being upset.


Toy piano from St. Augustine FL, Musical Instrument Museum in Phoenix AZ

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Simple Gifts of Love

A song I hear this season reminds me of the beauty of "simple gifts."  I recall our family history of relatively simple celebrations of Christmas.  Our ancestors must have known the value of gifts that represent simplicity as well as love.  What could seem more simple than showing love?


My Cannon grandparents showed it by giving a family party every Christmas Eve at their modest home on the Avenues.  A highlight of the tradition was sharing of talents – mainly music.  Parents, aunts, uncles, and cousins played Grandmother's historic piano and other instruments.  One loving couple always sang their favorite Hawaiian song(s) as a simple gift to the family; (they had served a Church mission as young marrieds in Hawaii.)  I remember one of those gatherings when I played "O Holy Night" on the old upright piano.  It should be no surprise that I have fond memories of the food as simple gifts, prepared by loving hands, mostly made from scratch; (I'm thinkin' Grandmother's chocolate cake!)  And yes, I actually loved the fruitcake Mother provided for Christmas every year.


In our youth, the real live tree in our own homes every Christmas was an act of love on the part of my father and father-in-law.  I can still remember the fresh smell which has been missing in our current home for years.  (No complaints – just to emphasize a happy memory.  As empty-nesters now, we value simplicity and convenience while enjoying the fresh trees in others' homes.)  Old ornaments representing family history and beliefs convey loving memories shared with relatives and friends.  Father's traditional reading of Luke chapter 2 about the birth of Jesus ... was a gift to us children on Christmas Day that set a lifetime pattern for posterity.  And I am forever grateful to Mother for sharing her love of sacred music, especially at Christmas time.


Most of all, I am thankful for the simple gift of love from our Heavenly Father and from His Son Jesus Christ, whose birth and life we celebrate this month.  May we feel it and give simple gifts throughout the coming year.


As my sweetheart Kay leads me to sing at neighbors' doors, "... we wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!"  With  love ...





"written for his children during the years 1846 to 1849 by Charles Dickens"
("Sir Henry Dickens' favorite portrait of his father.")






Sunday, November 22, 2015

Gratitude Photo Journal

So much for which I am grateful to God ... I can't find all of the words.
Thankfully, "a picture is worth a ..."

Happy Thanksgiving!

Sweetheart Kay

Accomplished sons and daughters
at our University of Utah (Cheers!)

Good friends at Daybreak Lake

Temples, where we learn more about
Heavenly Father and His Son, Jesus Christ

Those who have gone before

Grandma Kay, who does it all with love

Frontier desert moisture (sufficient snow) and cozy home

Talented, gorgeous grandchildren

Those who served our country

Faithful sons-in-law

Fun family times

Loving daughters-in-law

Service opportunities

Our own harvest, including one apple ... all a miracle!

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

At the End of the Day

This day is done.  I feel like all I can say is, "At the end of the day you're another day older." (Lyrics from Les Misérables.)  So true, yet kind of sad.

The truth is, I had in mind the common phrase heard from commentators and guests in the media: "At the end of the day," meaning (in my estimation) "I conclude that, after all is said and done, this is what it boils down to ..."  

It’s trite; (Google defines as "overused and consequently of little import; lacking originality or freshness; … stale, timeworn, unimaginative, unoriginal, dull …")  But until I create a better phrase, I have no right to criticize.  In the end, the media will be what it is … regardless. 




Monday, October 26, 2015

Halloween Peak of Holidays? Piques Interest

It's a question I addressed years ago.  Is Halloween the peak of the year-end holiday season for most people, or just ten million of us?  Seeing yard decorations all month has piqued (excited) my interest again as I wonder if the increase is a peek into the future – a trend – or just a fad.

Retailers have passed the prime time, obviously; just take a peek at the Walmart garden department – it's Christmas next (my favorite) while I look forward to Thanksgiving.  Now I'm probably the only one who hasn't yet stocked up for trick-or-treaters.  However, I am piqued (angered) by the urbandictionary.com definition: "Greedy annoying kids who dedicate October 31st to looking ugly ..."  I disagree!  Where is the love?

Although my thrill over Halloween peaked when our kids grew up, it still brings back fun memories of meeting neighbors as I followed youngsters around East Mill Creek.  Now I just hope for leftover treats, since our children are gone and won't be sharing with their dad after the walking tour.

So I hope this satisfies loyal readers who have waited several years for a post to pique their interest in the homophone as a type of noun:
"each of two or more words having the same pronunciation but different meanings, origins, or spelling, e.g., new and knew."  – Google defined.

Happy Halloween and holiday season!



One of "Three Amigos" 10/24 (brothers not shown)

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

I Thought to Myself

After my 7:11 meeting last night, I thought I'd do quick shopping for Walmart milk ... and cereal.  Passing by the convenient McDonald's restaurant inside, I thought to myself, "Fast food could energize me till dinner at nine."

Yes, I did think I enjoyed the dollar cheeseburger, as usual (3 of 5 stars.)

Then I thought to myself about the work that lay ahead of me (editing books.)  The mountains of Halloween candy started looking like power snacks, I thought.  Besides, I've always thought a bag of Fun-Size M&Ms Peanut would be perfect for treating kids in costumes.

Having bought the bag of M&Ms, I really don't think it will last till the end of the month.  Since shopping, the thought has gone through my mind, "Peanuts are a healthy source of nutrients. That's what I need – fast!"

Good thing I thought to check the web:
"Your Heart Will Go Nuts for Peanuts
Peanuts are good sources of vitamin E, niacin, folate, protein and manganese. In addition, peanuts provide resveratrol, the phenolic antioxidant also found in red grapes ..."  – whfoods.com
[On the Internet, so I'm thinkin' it must be true!]

I get a lot out of thinking to myself, in contrast to thinking – especially when "I think to myself, what a wonderful world."
(Think Louis ... and thank God for trees, skies, friends, and babies.)






Sunday, September 13, 2015

Leaving Liverpool

Why leave a comfortable life in England, and risk a fifty-day voyage to America?  During the period of emigration from 1840 to 1890, employers, family, and friends tried to dissuade Latter-day Saints (known as Mormons) from leaving Liverpool for “the promised land.” 

“The British Saints launched their first maritime immigration to Nauvoo, Illinois (via New York) with the voyage of the Britannia on 6 June 1840, ... from the port of Liverpool ...  Twenty-one-year-old convert Thomas Callister left his homeland, the Isle of Man, 9 January 1842, to embark for Nauvoo.  He wrote, ‘I left all my relatives and friends for the gospel sake.’  …   Robert Crookston … recalled, ‘We had to sell everything at a great sacrifice. But we wanted to come to Zion and be taught by the Prophet of God.  We had the spirit of gathering so strongly that Babylon had no claim on us.’  Continual guidance was given in minute detail …” to help the emigrants make the journey.  “By mid-nineteenth century, it was considered the most active international port of emigration in the world.”  – The Tide of Mormon Migration Flowing Through the Port of Liverpool, England, Volume 1 (©2013 published in the United Kingdom) by Fred E. Woods.

Near the River Mersey docks (area now called the Waterfront) of Liverpool was the residence of the boy George Q. Cannon and his parents, George and Ann (Quayle) Cannon from the Isle of Man.  Elder John Taylor, father George’s brother-in-law, was called from Toronto to serve a mission in England for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  Arrived in Liverpool 11 January 1840, he taught the gospel to the Cannon Family including five children, and found comfort in their home at 43 Norfolk Street as headquarters during his ministry in England, Ireland, and the Isle of Man.  To this hospitable home the Apostle brought his companion, Elder Parley P. Pratt, who had arrived in England three months later.  George Cannon gave notice to his Liverpool employer 3 September 1842.  “He had previous to this offered me five shilling a week more wages …  Saturday morning about nine o’clock, 17th of Sept., 1842, we hauled out of the Waterloo dock on board the ship Sidney [450 tons], Captain Cowan [with 180 LDS passengers bound for New Orleans], and were towed by a steamer past the light ship …  On Sunday, the 18th, we all left Liverpool in good spirits …  We are now launched on the bosom of the mighty deep, and sea-sickness has made the passengers for the most part very ill.  My dear Ann is dreadfully affected with this nauseous sickness, perhaps more so on account of her pregnancy.”  As reported in the Millennial Star January 1843, Ann Quayle Cannon died aboard the ship 28 October 1842.  – Cannon Family Historical Treasury (©1967 published by George Cannon Family Association) edited by Beatrice Cannon Evans and Janath Russell Cannon.

“By 1851, the British census noted that Liverpool had a population of 367,000, the second largest city in all of England.  Nearly 90,000 Latter-day Saint converts [including many Scandinavians] migrated through the city during the nineteenth century.”  – Pioneer, Volume 62, Number 2, 2015, published by the Sons of Utah Pioneers, "Gathering Early Saints through Liverpool", by Fred E. Woods, BYU Department of Church History and Doctrine.

“Between 1830 and 1930 about forty million people left Europe in search of a new and better life.  About nine million of them sailed from Liverpool, mainly travelling to North America, Australia and New Zealand …”
– www.liverpoolmuseums.org.uk/kids/games-quizzes/emigrants/

Since I drove a sleek VW diesel out of Liverpool 17 August 2015, and endured a few hours of travel home to Utah, my heart has filled with gratitude for sacrifices made by my ancestors and others.  I will never forget leaving Liverpool.

Docks at Liverpool Waterfront and River Mersey



View of Norfolk Street in Liverpool, and River Mersey

View up Norfolk Street, approximately from #43; (all old commercial now)