The Schoenfeld Clan

The MAN is home!

2011-04-05T20:08:00.000-07:00

Returned with Honor - Elder Steven Kassidy Dale Esplin. Great Great grandson of Rex and Gwen Schoenfeld. 18 months in KS and 6 months in MO. Now off to Iraq. This boy loves his church and his Country. When he turned 17 and was legal to join, I asked why he wanted to be in the Military and he thought and thought for days. Then one day he said he had two good legs, two good arms, a good head on his shoulders and and so many went before him that he didn't feel right not taking his turn. Who can argue with that. College money was never mentioned. Just the right to honor those before him. Gotta say........................ I love that boy.

Stories

2011-02-12T11:45:00.001-08:00

There is a thread on facebook where people are trying to out do each other in who knew who better. A little old lady is in the hospital and those posting are telling stories in a way that it sounds like they are trying to one up eachother. I was hoping this blog didn't get that way. There has been no chance since it seems that I am the only one who posts. I was hoping it would be a place where we could share stories that we all weren't there for. Not "I knew them better". I was 14 when grandma Schoenfeld died. There are a lot of cousins who have great stories. One of my talents is that I am a great letter writer, facebooker, blogger, and such. I like things down on "paper". Classmates say I remember so much that they had forgotten. I have a great long term memory. Due to medications, my short term isn't so great lately.

Grandma and Grandpa Schoenfeld's great great grandson is coming home from his LDS Mission in a week. Last night I was thinking how it all started for me. Grandma Schoenfeld is why I am in the position I am in. It was back in the day of Sacrament meeting in the evening on Sunday. I would almost always go to church with them. I must have had a dress packed. And I'm positive that if I didn't, she would have whipped out a homemade skirt or something for me to wear. I was a very little girl and have such clear memories. I remember sitting in the back seat of the car and grandpa Schoenfeld driving. I don't know if it was that I was thinking that when I went to bed or what. But,,,,,,,,,,, grandma came to see me this morning. I have only seen her a couple of times since I got married. Not for lack of trying. Steve had gotten up, showered and dressed. I usually lay there for a bit more before I actually get up. I could have dozed. I'm sure it was a dream, but how do you see people and not just feel their spirit? We talked. I laid there with tears streaming for a while before I got up. I still feel her with me. I love this feeling!!! The next missionary on my side of the family is Ammon.

New member of the Schoenfeld line

2009-07-09T15:57:00.001-07:00

Addison Mikele Swensen, daughter of Brie Nichele Esplin Swensen, daughther of Tulsi Johns Esplin, daughter of Judy Schoenfeld- Gautier, daughter of Virgie and Kenneth Schoenfeld. A bounus is our family - Mackelprang's and Schoenfeld's - have Danish heritage and so does Shane. Addi was born July 4, 2009 at 3:36 pm. She weighed 7 lbs 7 oz and was 19 1/2 inches long. She was born in Cedar City, Utah.

Elder Esplin

2009-02-11T18:34:00.000-08:00

Kass' first day as a Missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints

Another Endowed member in the Schoenfeld Posterity

2009-01-17T11:31:00.001-08:00

Steven (Kass)idy Dale Esplin was Endowed in the St. George LDS Temple on January 15, 2009. Son of Tulsi Fae Johns and Steven Ken Esplin. Grandson of Judith Ann Schoenfeld Gautier' and Joe Lee Robert Johns. Great grandson of Virginia Julander and Julian Kenneth Schoenfeld. Great great grandson of Gwendoline Mackelprang and Reinhardt Ralph Schoenfeld.

I just can't help it. Even when I received my Endowments and was Sealed to Steve, I thought of Grandma and Grandpa Schoenfeld. Grandpa Schoenfeld was there for mine. Grandma was there in spirit. Then I think of the Schoenfeld's and Mackelprang's. I think of all of those before us who starved, walked with bleeding feet in the cold, fought, and prayed hard for us to be where we are. They were fighting for themselves but they were fighting to live and be true and faithful for US. For us to make choices. For us to be strong in the Generation that we are born into. How spoiled and lucky we are. I'm not to privy to Steve's side of the family stories. But I knew Grandma Schoenfeld well. She personally asked me to make sure I was sealed to my family. How can I not think of her each time someone in our family enters the Temple? Kass was a happy boy. He said it was what he expected. He wants to go to a couple of more Temples, in addition to attending St. George again, before he leaves on his mission. We plan to go to the Las Vegas Temple. It is beautiful inside and out. And close to home. And we are doing the Draper Temple Open House. I just can't see those who have passed on doing to many high fives, but I do know there are smiles, hugs and tears of joy. That is just how I felt having two of my children with my husband and I in the Temple Thursday. And to know that Mikele is a worthy member, able to also enter the Temple to do her share is such a blessing. More than I can hold. It's not as easy as it looks sometimes to make worthy choices. But it does seem to be when you remember it isn't just you you're making choices for.

Christmas tradition

2008-12-16T18:44:00.001-08:00

I have been away from granny's house for holiday's that I don't know if we did have traditions. I remember we opened a gift on Christmas Eve. We got to choose, but we usually chose the best and had the others for the next day. My family now does Pajama's and family gift. I do remember when granny and grandpa lived in the house with the rock floors we did a lot of candied popcorn, peanut brittle which I hated, caramel and taffy. The popcorn balls were fun, but the taffy was great. We got to put butter on our hands and stretch and pull. By our selves or with a buddy. One year, or maybe more, we did candy canes and marshmallows. I think those are the things I remember the most. I don't remember the food, but I remember Tawnya, Cody , Raymond and I had a table of our own. They called it a special table just for us lucky few. We weren't dumb. We knew we were cast off's. I'm sure someone would jog my memory to other traditions. Everyone needs traditions. I can't think of any with Grandma and Grandpa Schoenfeld, but then they would be blended with granny and grandpa's.

A Sea Horse

2008-12-16T18:40:00.000-08:00

Brie went to the doctor yesterday and it is for certain , at this exact time,that she is having a Sea Horse. She is 10 weeks along with the baby. It should look more like a baby later. Although
I love sea horses . She is due around July 10.

New member

2008-11-25T18:36:00.000-08:00

It looks as though I will be doing another first. Well, not me this time, exactally. Brie and Shane are expecting a baby this summer. I was the first grandchild, had the first great, and my first is having the first great great. We are either liked or unliked because of it:) Granny was thrilled and beaming through the phone. Brie is excited to know she may be having 5 generation photo's. On Shane's side, too. Brie says she is still in denial since she hasn't been to the doctor. She doesn't care what 3 different pregnancy tests say.

2008-11-15T15:06:00.000-08:00

Kass and Cass 62 years apart.

Reunion slides part 1

2008-11-03T12:39:00.000-08:00

Brie Esplin comes from Tulsi who comes from Judith Schoenfeld

2008-11-01T13:36:00.000-07:00

Brie is stubborn, too. Funny how that kind of is a theme in this family. She is so artistic and creative. It doesn't even matter what media she chooses. She writes and illustrates. She is a dancer. She is happy and full of life. She is shy but warms up fairly quickly. She has a love of learning. She is also going into the medical profession. It may take her a sec to get a joke, but then she is fast.

Brie plays the violin

Kass Esplin comes from Tulsi who comes from Judith Schoenfeld

2008-11-01T13:30:00.001-07:00

Kass is named after grandpa. Grandpa was called Hop a Long Cassidy in his youth. And was called Cass when granny met him after he served in WWll.

Kass can take a tuna can, some bailing wire, duct tape and gum and create a flying machine. That is a slight exaggeration, but he is like grandpa in that he can take weird things and make something from them. He loves animals and has a tender heart for children and elderly people. He is proud of his enlistment in the military. He likes to use some of his creating skills dabbling in whatever granny has around. He liked the ceramics. He is curious and has to know how things work or he looses sleep. He has a dry sense of humor and is so quick witted. He strives very hard to accomplish things that he wants done. He earned the most sports and academic pins in Cub Scouts his 3 years than had ever been earned. As far as I know, his record still stands. He almost had all of the belt loops ,and we had massive patches. He is graduating SECOND in his class in AIT. He decided against jump school or something cool like that.. He said he wouldn't get out of Ft. Sill until January if he did it. He would like to do it, though.

We didn't know grandpa played the sax until Kass started playing. Kass played the Bari and Alto saxophones.

Mikele Esplin comes from Tulsi who came from Judith Schoenfeld

2008-11-01T13:25:00.000-07:00

I will try to limit these to how they fit in with Granny and Grandpa. Some are sames, some are very different.

Mikele and Granny are stubborn. I don't always find that a bad trait. Mikele is very aware of her appearance. Her heart is huge and she cares for animals and people. She will even speak up if someone is doing or saying something hateful. Mikele finds writing easy. She has a manuscript that we just haven't gotten ready. She illustrates, as well. She has a quick wit and can be a hoot without even knowing it. She doesn't like to be the center of attention unless chosen by her. Her wit is quick and sarcastic.

Mikele sings.

Quote Tulsi Likes

2008-11-01T13:21:00.000-07:00

I know most people have a favorite scripture. I don't know that I do.

There are quotes that I love and live by.

Find your passion and then adjust your reality. By who I don't know.

Ronald Regan said : There is no limit to what a man can do, or where he can go, if he doesn't mind who gets the credit.

About Tulsi

2008-10-31T10:36:00.000-07:00

I've used up the main characters in this movie, so I'm on to supporting actors. ME. Not Mikele Esplin, but the Tulsi ME (Oh how I wish my initials spelled a word)

What do you say about your self that won't have someone shooting milk out of their nose because they know you, too? The small stuff first. I was born July 18, 66 to Joe Johns and Judy Schoenfeld in Kanab, UT. My dad was in Viet Nam so we lived with granny and family. I have brown curly hair, hazel eyes. I'm not quite 5'3" and work to creep towards triple digits in weight. No. That is not lucky.

In High School I participated a chairman, or co-chairman of many things. I did Drill team which I loved despite a dance instructor who was to close to our age and had favorites. I did cheer just because we weren't having a drill team my SR year. I was Homecoming First Attendant. I'm pretty sure it was because I was dating the Student Body Pres then. I had lots of friends, a few boy friends, some bad times, mostly good times. I liked HS.

I met and was engaged to Steve 2 weeks after each other. We were engaged 8 months and then married in the St. George LDS Temple January 31, 86. We have 3 kids. Brie (22 March 20)Kass (19 Jan. 12) and Mikele (15 Jan. 22 ). And we have a son in law, Shane. (25 April 9).

Since being married we have lived in Cedar City 3 times, Lawton, OK, St. George, Provo, Orem, Kanab, Fillmore, Price and back here. Here must be good because 2 1/2 years passed quickly.

I have some sort of illness that people don't like to figure out, but have been feeling so good lately. Steve had a mild heart attack this month. Kass has had one broken bone and to many stitches to count. Brie has had 2 broken bones - in the same place. And stitches. Mikele has had stitches . I'll not tell to much about them. I may use them for another entry.

Asking people, I've come up with some things about me specifically. I've been told that I'm a good friend by enough people that I may believe it, I'm not competitive - that drives some people nuts, but you can beat me - I honestly don't care. I trust people who do not deserve me, who doesn't? I have people who try to compete with me, but since I'm not competitive they are competing with themselves. This drives me a titch nuts. But then, they are nuts. My family comes first, but not to the point of making someone else feel left out or unwanted. And I don't purposely make some one feel left out. I know how they feel. My self esteem is such that I don't have to butt kiss and coddle someone who wouldn't do the same for me. I am witty if you give me a few days, I laugh at my own jokes because they go over everyone elses head. I thought I might be a pessimist , but took an "official" Internet test and discovered that I'm a realist. That is actually true. There is water in the glass, not half full or empty. Don't mess with my kids. I pick my battles. I don't' hang out with friends who are to much drama or need the pat on the back all the time or need to be center of attention. They make me to tired and are they my true friends anyway? I can create many things with my hands and eyes. I do photography for me although I have been known to give some away or do things for free. I love to crochet, but rarely keep any of it. I haven't tole painted in a while. I read. I don't do music, other than listen to it. I sew, but rarely do it when asked by others. I never want anything to be something I HAVE to do. My kids have said they know they are lucky to live in this house. They love having their parents and know God knew what he was doing sending us all together. We just haven't figured out what the big old plan is. The now plan is working great. I have a temper that isn't quick, but it is hard when it has to be. There is something that doesn't paint me rosy. I'm a stacker and don't care, other than I try to limit flat surfaces. I hate to do dishes and laundry. They become something to do after the first shirt of the day comes off and the first dish goes in the sink. That is never ending. I blog. I love new recipes. I have a weakness for critters, but not if they are more work than the kids. I am a Bella in the twilight survey. It is so true. My blog style is right on, as well.

Ha Ha

2008-10-26T18:34:00.000-07:00

Tulsi you are hilarious!!! I love your comments you are making. I am going to use them in the books that I am making if that is ok with you. Also I was talking with Mom and we need to get April's address. I think that she may join in on here. I will start leaving my memories to. Right now it is family movie time. So more tomorrow. I will also add a slideshow of the last reunion and hopefully that will get us started on having another one.

Schoenfeld's should unite

2008-10-14T15:19:00.001-07:00

I feel like I've taken over yet another thing. If any other Schoenfeld's are out there, please join in. In my research many came from Denmark. We've always known the Julander's did, but the Schoenfeld's are from Denmark and Germany. Not so much in Germany as we first thought. I'll have to get my books out again to find names. Maybe I'll list a few names and anyone stopping by without comment will feel they can comment. We just might be family.

Tulsi

2008-10-14T15:11:00.000-07:00

I'm going to list the qualities that I inherited from the Julander/Schoenfeld - Johns/ Schoenfeld unions. They are all great.

Stubborness

Peace Maker

Mind wandering

Telling stories with in a story within a story within a story and back around. People just need to keep up. That is actually a tricky quality.

Laughter

Gardening

Flower tending

Seeing the larger picture

Friendship

Loyalty

Honesty

Hard work

Finish what you start

Craftiness

Happiness

Love of family

Story telling

Love of knowledge

Appreciation of music

Trust of those not worthy of it

Knowing who I am

I'm sure there is more but I gave myself 3 minutes. I wonder why I thought of stubbornness first? Hmmmm

Judy mom

2008-10-14T15:06:00.000-07:00

My mom is so strong. She was a protector. I remember when she died her hair blond and it came out a funny red. Someone came over and she didn't want him to see. I don't remember how old I was or where we were. I remember Aunt Kay or granny putting perm rollers in their hair . She is so crafty. I think we all remember her knitting abilities. I don't remember her playing instruments although she tried the violin for a while. Reading music is beyond me.

Aunt Kay

2008-10-14T15:04:00.000-07:00

I'm trying to think of young memories because so many have shared in the older memories. One I have is of Charm, her dog. It was some kind of mop dog. We could have dusted floors with her. I remember that when she got shaved she hid until some of her curly locks grew out a bit. You just shouldn't shave a girl. She gets emberassed. I remember going camping or fishing in creek beds. Aunt Kay could have the young Doris Day play her in a movie.

Uncle Tony

2008-10-14T14:59:00.000-07:00

Uncle Tony doesn't remember this, but one of the first memories I have is of him and his band in the garage practicing their music. They were playing Jerimiah was a Bull Frog. It is a clear memory. I also remembe that he liked Dr. Pepper. I remember one time there was one left in the fridge in the house with the so cool rock floor and granny let me have it. Uncle Tony came home and found it gone. He didn't care. I was just to darn cute to be mad at:) I was quite young then. I remember going to his house when one of the Star Wars movies came out in Phoenix. I even have memory of the theater. He had a small sports car. I usually slept in Uncle Dale's room but liked Uncle Tony's because the bed cover and curtains matched. That is what Granny has in her room now. I've always wondered where mom and Aunt Kay's rooms were.

Uncle Dale

2008-10-13T17:12:00.000-07:00

I was in 4th grade when Uncle Dale passed away. That is where Kass got his Dale name. And his grandma Esplin is Dayle. What I remember the most about him is that he tickled me all of the time. He smiled alot. He had a great love of learning and his family. I am glad that I have what few memories that I do. It helps me remember that granny and grandpa had 4 kids instead of just 3. He liked to play music. That must be a Schoenfeld gene.

A favorite of Mine

2008-10-03T12:57:00.000-07:00

This is one of my favorite photo's of Granny and Grandpa. I found it while looking for my canning pots. I didn't find the pots, but I did find the photo.

Aunt Jane

2008-09-28T14:55:00.001-07:00

I have to confess, I didn't know my great Aunt Jane very well. She never married. She always seemed like a lady to me. I remember her visiting grandma and grandpa. She had grandma's sweet, quiet mannerisms. And their hairstyle was the same. She loved dogs. She lived up north and taught school for the def. The last memories I have of her was when she moved in with granny and grandpa. She had Alzheimer's. I remember coming over from my house through the back yards to fix her some lunch and check on her. She passed away shortly before Steve and I married. I actually have no memory of her funeral. That is so strange to me. I can not recall anything. Steve was able to meet her and probably has a better memory than I do. Alzheimer's isn't a fun thing to have or to take care of. It was difficult. Luckily granny was working at the long term care center in the hospital and had the skills necessary.

Music memories

2008-09-26T15:09:00.000-07:00

I already wrote some memories about grandpa, but the music keeps coming back to me. I had to stop a minute to write about the music. I love to be around when he is playing the fiddle. That is a huge memory for me. He plays so many instruments. I wasn't around for the clarinet or the Saxophone. I didn't know grandpa played the Sax until Kass started playing. Kass plays two different kinds. I'm not sure about grandpa. I think most of us will always recall music being a huge part of grandpa.

This photo is a photo of Grandpa and Ewok. I think this may be the same photo that is on the book back of the book Henry and Me that grandpa had published. It's one of my favorites.

2008-09-22T15:00:00.001-07:00

Here are some pictures that Andre took. They are so beautiful.

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2002828&l=e556c&id=1458069897

Tulsi's Shout Out thing

2008-09-15T20:04:00.000-07:00

Mikele said that I like swimming. I used to be able to do a back flip off of the side of the pool. I never could dive well. I love flipping. We don't swim much any more. I also loved to make huts out of the sage brush. Which is really quite stupid since I am so allergic to sage brush. Raymond and I had the best time.

Family Tree

2008-09-15T14:42:00.001-07:00

On the side I put a link to a site that we can do our family trees for free and it will give us a little sign to let us know that there are other trees that match our so that we can combine them. This is the easiest and cheapest way I have found so far for doing our history. Please let me know what you think.

Shout Out

2008-09-15T12:53:00.001-07:00

I am sending out a SHOUT OUT!!

So the shout out is blog about one thing that you did as a child that you still think is fun today and if you could get your kids to have fun doing it.

Mine is fort building: to read more go to my Ho Hum blog.

Grandpa Kenneth

2008-09-11T18:44:00.000-07:00

My grandpa is wonderful. He is a real cowboy. He doesn't have a horse. He doesn't carry a 6 shooter (granny would), and he hung his spurs up long ago. He was know as Hop a Long Cassidy. It was shortened to Cass. Granny met him as Cass. My son is named after him. Ever since I was 16 I had the name for my son. Grandpa is honorable and honest. He believes people and gives them the benefit of the doubt. He says there are alot of varmints, hoodlums, and I'm not sure of all of the other names, out there. It is because he was raised a certain way. People were honest and you didn't need a 400 page contract to keep your end of the bargain. He builds things. After his parents moved to SLC to be closer to their doctor's, he and granny moved into their house and he turned his house into apartments. I was paid to help paint them. I earned a bit of money. Enough to keep me coming back. He did a great job. Unfortunately, to day, the apartments are rented to shady people who don't appreciate anything. He and Kass are buddies. Kass wanted to know about his life and asked him if he would start writing his biography when he was on the desert. Grandpa didn't have anything else to do, so he did. He is also a published author. "Henry and Me". Mikele must get that from him. He loved Ewok. He hates birds. I'll try to remember that when I talk about Aunt Blanche. There is a funny story there. Grandpa made goggles for Ewok. I had the picture, but I'll have to dig for it. WAY TO CUTE. Raymond and I used to follow him like puppies when we were small. He always had some project he was working on. I may be a varmint, but I know I am a loved varmint. Or am I a hoodlum??? Nope, definitely varmint.

Five Generations

2008-09-11T15:43:00.000-07:00

I have some pictures of our Five Generations. Kass is the baby with grandpa alone. He must be teaching him the guitar. Kass was named after him. He was called Hop a long Cassidy in his youth. Granny met him when he was called Cass. I just put a K in it. The small baby in Grandpa Schoenfeld's arms is Brie. Then there is a pic of Grandpa Schoenfeld with Kass and Brie. He loved their visits. He knew I was Tulsi, but he called my kids Tulsi and Raymond. I don't think he remembered their names until I told him again. I love the smile.

Granny the great

2008-09-11T12:57:00.001-07:00

Granny is great. Her full name is Virginia Julander Schoenfeld. She has been crafty all of my live. These photo's show some of her talent with afghan's and quilts. I also have dish cloths, hot pads and I'm no sure what else. Embroidered dish towels - that I won't use on the dishes. They are to precious. When Steve was in Afghanistan, I made 50 pair of baby booties and granny knitted the hats for a humanitarian effort. Granny loves to give things away. All of my kids have their own set of pot holders and dish rags, too. She loves her family. I write about them mostly from my youth. Those memories can be easily lost. I have my kids to help me think on the granny of now. These are remembrances I have. Most of this is from the house that is apartments that was her house unless I say different. A funny thing she did was make home made beer. There was a huge Hops plant, tree or vine. I'm not sure what it is. Her garden was probably two building lots. It was so fun to play in the corn. She had raspberry bushes and current bushes near the street. People were always asking if they could pick them from the city side of the fence. She made cheese that was thick and round. And cottage cheese, which I hated. There was no salt in anything she made. She also made bread alot. When she worked at Mr. G's, Raymond and I would take a glass pop bottle over and trade them for candy. I loved Mr. G's because I would pretend to work there. I thought everyone thought I was so cool. I'm sure most of them looked over the top of me, not seeing me. When I was small and stayed with her, she would sometimes let me watch tv and eat peanuts with her. The tv room was called the library. There were books, the tv, and her sewing machine. I loved the bar she had. You could sit and eat a snack and watch tv. It was great. There was an open room between the bathroom and bedrooms. I'm not sure what it was for or why it was so big. But in it was a linen closet. One time I didn't want to go with my parents and hid under blankets there. They called and called. I don't know how they found me because I never said a word. I'm sure my parents were mad because it took a long time. This house also had the most beautiful rock floor in the kitchen. I was so sad when it was turned into a monster apartment building. I'm sure no one appreciates those floors. I do have some photo's though. That should be enough.

Memories of Grandpa - Rex

2008-09-08T15:57:00.000-07:00

I actually don't have as many memories of grandpa as grandma. No surprise there. I am thinking of the grandpa of my youth. I will most likely say "I remember" a lot so beware. I remember his capped teeth when he smiled. He smiled a lot with his eyes. Sometimes that was the only way you knew he was smiling. I can picture him backing out the car, looking at me and laughing. I'm not to sure why he would be laughing at me. I'm just a riot a minute. The only times I remember being in the car was when I went to church with them. I credit them - in a huge part - with me having the great family that I do. He tried to teach me how to play the piano. Mary Had a Little Lamb. He brought grandma in and was so proud when I could play it. I was so proud, myself. He scared me when I was young. I just didn't know how to connect. I remember him crumbling gingersnaps over his cereal in the morning. He had a sweet tooth. He had lemon candy on his dresser in the bedroom. It was so dark in there. I would sneak in and get one. I only dared get one. He caught me once. I ran so fast to granny's house. I do remember him coming over and laughing. He brought me lemon candies. After that, it was known that I could go get a candy. But I still did it on the sly. When I think back to that time now, I realize that he did enjoy seeing me. His eyes lit up when he teased me. His smile and laugh were great. He spent alot of time watching tv in his chair. I don't know what he watched. There were no remotes back then.

2008-09-07T17:28:00.000-07:00

How fun I especially love the whole plants memories. I also remember Mosey the cat. I was so much younger that my relationship was constantly trying to creep quietly and sometimes not so quietly up to it so that we could be friends. I loved Grandma's yard I remember the strawberry plants, apricot tree and the grape hyicynths that were with the pansies.

Off the top of my head - grandma Gwen

2008-09-07T15:15:00.000-07:00

Since beginning this genealogy class, I've had time to reflect on many family members. In 4 different directions. I am a little, ok - a lot more familiar with the Mackelprang side. As this is the Schoenfeld Clan, there are two directions to look at. Grandma passed away when I was 14. That's not a fun subject. But one, non the less. I remember being at Judy Shirley's house, getting ready for a dance when mom called me and told me. I had just been to granny's house, so had visited her not long before that.

When there is mention of Grandma, that is actually what my first thought is. I'm not sure why. Maybe it is because of the time frame of when I saw her and being at my friends house.

I gave myself seconds to write down what comes to mind quickly when I think of grandma. So these are the things I came up with quickly.

Sleeping over in the fire place room. We would pull out the trundle and have a 'party'. That room looked so much larger to me then than when we lived there and Brie had that room. She also had the trundle bed. It belonged there. (The trap door was pretty fun. Brie got to play with it and recalls it.)

Grandma used to make me a whole family of little rag dolls, complete with clothing. Then I would use left over fabric to create wardrobes. Sometimes I left them with her until I came back to play. And some times I would take them home. I remember her playing barbies with me once. My barbie asked her barbie if it could go on a date. I remember that when grandma said no, I told her she didn't know how to play barbies right.

Mosey the cat. Since grandma didn't have any pets, stray cats were tended by her. Mosey in particular. He came around alot. He was wild, but would always come around for grandma. And deeply loved by her. We didn't live in the same town, but I know Mosey was around a while, because I have different memory times of him. When we did move back to Kanab, she loved me to bring my guinea pig over.

Our current back yard is a blank canvas. Steve and I have already decided some plants we are going to plant. Many are because they remind me of someone. And he has some he remembers his grandparents having, too. Grandma and granny come to mind most. Creeping Charly or Myrtle - I'll have to look - has to be paired up with Lilacs. Violets and Rosebushes. They were both in the front yard. Some were near death when Steve and I lived in the house. It was a goal to get them up again. And Bridal Wreath, which were near the side kitchen door. They bring back memories every time I see them. Grandpa (Ken) told me once that he wouldn't have let me live in the house if he knew I was going to be so attached to the plants in the yard. I got them going again. The rose bushes had gone wild by then and didn't look so much like she had them, but the smells were the same. The lawn didn't fare as well.

Those are what I thought of when I had 30 seconds. There are more memories, but I ran out of my time limit. Grandpa next?
Tulsi

It's a start

2008-09-02T09:50:00.000-07:00

I thought that this would be a fun way to keep in touch. I chose the picture on top because one of my favorite memories of Grandma is going over and having her give me a piece of her delicious toast with honey on it.

I am in the process of gathering up and scanning all of the pictures that I can find of everyone. Especially ones of our ancestry. I have been working on the ones that Granny has. I have been able to get most of them scanned but, it is taking me longer to label all of them so that we know the information that is in the picture. Then scan quality will be up to 8x10s. As far as re-touching some of the older ones that are hard to see. I am having to study a PS book to make sure that I do it right.

I hope that by the time that I am through all of us will have a copy of a CD that has all of the pictures accumulated on them with the information and then we can print them out or make them into a book or do what we would like with them.

I also hope that this sight will be able to help us be able to communicate about genealogy better and also see how everyone is doing.