Friday, July 30, 2010

Poor Parker!

The nurse brought him out and said: " the cone of shame!".
I brought him home and he promptly fell asleep in my lap like a baby! Like my hair??
This is him trying to get used to the "cone of shame". His ear hurts so he leans to the side.
This is Parker today, doing very well. Yesterday he had the cone off for 2 hours with out scratching. He's learned to eat, drink and sniff with it on. I realized that he looks like a pioneer girl with a bonnet! He has to wear it for 2 weeks.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Grandpa Rose, my dad's dad.

I or my mother never met Grandpa rose but here is some info about the claim in Port Angeles from the last post. - Becky

My father Charles F.Rose, came out to Washington when he was a young man before he married, when they we’re harvesting lumber in the area He and his brother, William both went West. They were in Silver City, Colo. A man made a remark while eating in a tent restaurant, about Billie the kid, another man said, I'd have him hung up fast. The man said I won't have you talking about Billie the Kid that way and slapped 2 pistols down on the table, the other man started eating fast and left. I remember being told this story. Charles and his brother William , came out by the railroad most likely from Minneapolis. and spent the winter and summer in Port Angeles, Washington, which is up on the Olympic Peninsula. At that time, it was the first Port you could get into, that came in the straits, My father liked it so much he proved up on the claim and paid taxes on it all his life. The two Rose brothers had completed their training in the Plumbing trade and left to head West to try their luck at plumbing. Rolland didn’t know how long they were there, but long enough to build the cabin using small trees on the property and proved up on the land. Rolland said he can remember his mother saying, She paid taxes on that property all her life.

We visited there when we were already in the church, about 14 years old, just us twins and our parents. I got some of the gum and tried to chew it, that my father tried to make from the pine tar, but it didn’t taste very good.

The next time we came out, my Dad had died and had already given the property to the Church. I think this was in 1954, when I, Rolland moved out here to begin work for Boeing and my Mother came with me. We had asked about the area, and found out they did have a Branch and so went over to Port Angeles and saw what was happening. We looked at the property and the neighbors were no longer alive, and it had burned down. We wanted to see what the church had done with the property, The lot was too small for a church, but they took the money from the sale of the lot and invested it in a Masonic hall, that they were able to buy , it was right on the bluff, we saw the place and approved it. We did attend a meeting there, and it had a very nice assembly hall. We stayed overnight at a members home, He had an auto agency, and a very nice home.

Later the brothers decided to leave that area, Gold hadn’t been discovered in Alaska as yet, and was only a logging town, They split up, and William headed to California and Charles headed to Salt Lake City, Utah. When in SL he visited with some anti-Mormons, and he heard the story, there was a tunnel between the Temple and the Tabernacle, and was told wild tales about Mormons marrying in the Temple. I feel that he probably stayed in SLC for a winter and then headed back to Mpls.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Family is forforever and the viel is thin: Dad

Recently I've been thinking about my dad. He died on July 25th 2006 at the age of 89 and after being married 50 years to my mom. It was a surprise death. He walked into the hospital and a few hours later was hooked up to tubes, a few more hours and we unhooked the tubes and he was gone within 20 minutes.

A few months after his death, I had a blessing, by Scott Bowen who had been my bishop, who I babysat for, for years and who was then in the Stake Presidency. In the blessing he said that "my father is busy, but is aware of me and knows what's going on." of course after the blessing I cried in Scott's arms and said "I miss my dad!"

The next year was filled with unpredictable grieving. But now I often wonder what he would think of Jason, what he'd tell me concerning marriage, etc. I so wanted him to be there at my wedding. I was his last child to be married and he wanted to know I was taken care of. It was on his mind a lot, especially when he was sick and afraid he was going to go.

Today, Jason and I were reading Kevin Hinckley's power point gospel doctrine presentation found on about Samuel being called by the Lord and him thinking it was Eli. As a teenager I had experience where I heard my name called. I thought it was my nephews down in the basement who were visiting. It was not them. It was not my parents. I kept hearing my name being called. It got to the point where I realized it was an evil voice and came from different directions. I started to cry and say "their calling my name", "their calling my name". My dad said "what name are they calling you by? The name was Becky, not Rebecca, my legal given name that I am known by on the records of the church. That night I slept next to my mom and my dad slept in my bed I was so scared. When I read the account of Samuel and Eli and the voice I remembered this story and knew my dad knew that if it was from the Lord he would call me "Rebecca", not Becky. Eli knew that as well.

A few months ago, Jason and I drove to Port Townsend/Port Angeles and the surrounding area. We stopped off at this ranger station to get maps, directions, ideas of what to do etc. There was this OLD farm, machinery equipment- just the metal rusting frame out side the place and boom - I was in tears thinking about my dad! Strange!!!! After our little day trip we went to mom's and told her where we were and she said that Grandpa Rose and his brother were home steading near there. The land was later donated to the church who then sold it as it was to small.
On July 2nd I came home from work 2 hours late and was in tears. After telling Jason the whole story I asked for a blessing and although Jason said nothing about my dad I was thinking about him and tears came. I missed my dad!

After that last experience I began to think that perhaps at those times especially when the priesthood is used is when the veil gets thin and Dad can see what is going on. We know from prophets that the Spirit World is all around us. I've had other feelings about my father protecting other family members from danger.

It will be a long life with out him, but I know that he is near and family is forever!

I miss you dad!

Friday, July 16, 2010

Golden Gardens and Sarah Lindsey

My very fun redhead roommate from USU came for a visit. J and I took her to Golden Gardens in Seattle to see the water- she is after all a desert girl.

Kids playing in the water! Good clean creative fun outdoors- not in front of a computer!

Deception Pass, Washington

July 10, 2010

This is me, near a large tree with my new marriage weight and my 10 dollar sun glasses.
The beach we were on bellow.
Me in the water with a random dog. The family didn't want to let the dog go in the water, so I helped out! Could of stayed and watched all 5 dogs and the amazing blue water and green trees for a lot longer than we did.

Size Bridge span is 976 feet long, height from water to roadway is approximately 180 feet (depending on the tide)
Opened 1930s (1930s) by the Civilian Conservation Corps
Operated by Washington State Parks
Annual visitors 2,000,000+ annually
Status Open year-round
George Vancouver gave it the name "Deception" because it had appeared to be a narrow bay instead of a strait.[2]

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Gene Coulon Park, Renton WA

A view of Lake Washington and Mercer Island from the old Boeing plant in Renton Washington.

Ever pulled up your boat and ordered fish and chips at Ivar's? We'll here you can!
If you don't have a boat, no worries- you can walk up too!
Those Seattle-ites, always dressed in style!
This park used to have paddle boats to rent, but now I think has Kayak's- a much more hip thing to do. It has a boat launch, swimming beach, ducks and geese, signs that say "don't feed the water fowl", places to walk, a small island with a bunny on it, and food!

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Our First Camping Trip

Happy Forth of July! Let Freedom Ring!
Jason and I went camping for the first time together for the 4th of July weekend. We stayed 3 nights. It was strange getting into a tent with Jason for the first time! I had never been co-ed camping- at least not in the same tent, but it was totally legal! We had a pretty good time except for the 2nd night our neighbors were drunk and screaming cuss words loudly. Jason went over and talked with them and got them calmed down. The 2 guys and 1 girl all tried to hug him. They promptly got kicked out of the camp the next morning!

Pictures of our camp sight.
We brought our own wood from my mom's large stack and that saved us a lot of money. We thought we'd have enough to leave for the next campers, but the last evening went wood hunting afraid we wouldn't have enough for us, but left some of that as a gift.
Jason kicking it in the tent. We brought 5 or so egg cartons to sleep on and each night tried a different configuration. We each thought a different night was best.
Jason was the master cook over the fire in his big pan. For breakfast, bacon, pancakes and scrambled eggs. Yummy! Dinner was hot dogs or chili. Of course we made S'mores the second night. We forgot quite a few things like plates, a knife, ketchup, etc, but we have a list for next time!
We brought some black sunflower seeds and left piles for the furry creatures. We had 2 chipmunks as regular visitors. One was a mommy, clearly larger than her youngster. They scrambled under our feet and hid in the wood pile. At the end we gave them peanuts, apples, and pistachios. They have there winter storage thanks to us! We also saw a wild momma turkey and her baby, and a few deer too. The day we left there was a bear sighting a half a mile from camp. Jason and I commented how entertained we were by them, while in town back in real life, we needed movies, TV, etc to do the job. The human race started out living primitively and with all this progress, including a man on the moon, we still want to go back to our roots for some reason, perhaps to get back to God.
We also went into the nearby towns of Cle Elum, Rosalyn, and Ronald. Rosalyn is by far the cutest. It was the setting for the make believe "Cicely, Alaska" in the TV show Northern Exposure. There were many houses for sale and rent in each town. Some were cute with great prices. High end homes are also going in and already there in neighborhoods. It was fun to look at them and think of what it would be like to live there. We just don't know what we'd do to make money. Cle Elum has a big forth party and one thousand people show up to the parade, fireworks and booths. The streets were lined with cars and people!
The above picture was taken from the LDS church in Cle Elum.
Pine cones still on the trees!
Beautiful Lake Cle Elum from above and on the other side we were on.
The lake was high this year.
I love pictures like this! It's not the first I've seen of it's kind here in Western Washington.
This is what the lake has looked like in years past! Got this picture from the internet. What sand we could find as real. We'd love to go back and play on a different kind of summer.

This stained glass window was on the Seventh Day Adventist Church in Cle Elum. It was a small white church with just a steeple and no cross. I like that!

We had a great time and although we were tired of doing the work to cook over the camp fire, we were sad to leave and go back to reality. I'd suggest going to camp there to any one.