We have had so little time of late. My work and my work has kept me hopping. We have some new news and old. A few days after my elk Hunt ended in Sept. I started working for Wadsworth Brothers Construction. After thirty nine years of working and building a company we sub come to the economy of a failing country. How every good or bad all of this is it still remains to be played out in the halls of a government. I am still proud of the principals of the constitution of the USA but have reservations as to weather those who have been empowered to represent us know of any of the pain of the common man, woman and children of this nation. These self serving individuals have lost all contact with us. They have rallied to power on the lack of knowledge of most Americans voters and I might add the lack of interest by the same group of people.

If I can instill any concept of responsibility in you all it would be that you get involved attend the town hall meetings/ understand the government you are ruled by because we are no longer governed by our elected officer. Some times as Thomas Jefferson once said " a country needs a revolution every 200 years or so" The revolution is here now and it has come in the form of the newly elected congress persons. Take the time to write, or e-mail your Representative and tell him or her of your expectations and your concerns. If they send you a canned answer back then can them in the next election. I have wrote to my rep. and Senator and got a canned letter back from Sen. Hatch. Yep you got it he will not get my vote ever or never or ever..... Tell your friends and neighbors to do the same. It is only by changing those who don't hear us that we will get real change in our government. You might look at those who are suppose to be serving you and ask what did they do before they were congressmen and senators. If it has been so long that they nor you or anybody else knows what they did in the pre government life then they need to be replaced.

OK so some lighter things .

We enjoyed the blogs of you all. It is fun to see what is new in your lives.

Keep posting the family pic's and all the fun stuff.

I up loaded the two pic's. The first one is of an old abandon mining operation in the west. These old mines are scattered around the mountains of the western US. I love to poke around in them and imagine what the men were looking for and search for clues in the rock that were left laying about. They all contain some kind of ore/gold / silver/ copper. Some stories I have heard about say people have found old coins and relics in such places. So I do kind of keep an eye out for something that was left behind and was over looked by all the rest of the intruders of these ghost mines.

The other Pic is of Niagara Falls I was impressed with its size and over all mass of water but was shocked to find out that the Colorado river carries twice as much water as the river that feeds the falls. That is really something. I have rafted the Colorado and had no idea of the amount of water traveling there in. One of the other interesting things concerning the Colorado is that Hover dam that was built in 1931/32 and was built two years a head of Sced. and that the water was diverted around the dam through 5 tunnels that were drilled by man held rock drills that were operated off scaffolding at a height of 40 foot above the bottom of the tunnel. It was also build under government funded money too put men back to work after the great depression.

Just some new up dates. Mom and I have enjoyed the family that were able to make it home for a visit we are sorry we haven't been able to come to see all of you this summer. We do enjoy the bloggs you post. The pictures of the Children are really great. With the all of you so spread out it seems the only way we can keep track of you and your activities. We would like to visit you all but we still have to work when we can.

By now most of you know that Grandpa A had a heart attack. He is home and doing well. Mom says that they will walk so. I don't think they will start out going to far/ or hard. The trail a long the river. Grandpa F is still doing well. It is so difficult to figure out from day to day what he is capable of, as of late I have been comparing him to the movie 50 first dates. At times I think he like a 4 or 5 year old but as mom say's a 5 year old soon grows out of it or accepts that what they are doing is not acceptable nether applies to dad. He fails to understand some of the basics but other things come by I suppose habit.

I am posting some shot I got in the Deep Creek Mt. Range. There are Elk in them so perhaps you can see them.

I wanted to share this photo of the Memorial at the city cemetary

We (Me and the Boys) built this Monument to the Veterans who are burried in Sp. Fork City Cemetary . When the project was started I was named to be the contractor in charge of all the concrete and placement of the flag poles. As the project got under way the Vet council pulled me in to be an adviser to the project. I have been working on the up keep of the site every sense. This winter we added two more walls to the Memorial. We didn't for see the growth in the city. Each veteran who served and has current residence in the city and dies while he or she lives in the city has their name placed on a plack and attached to one of the Walls of Honor. There were just two walls and we used both sides of the wall so tecknacly we had four walls. We origenaly thought that they would not be full for 30 years. We have filled them in just 12 years. That is 1400 names. Of course that included those who were here during the 1800's wars with the Indians and Civil war vets. It has been interesting to see the different vets represented. We had 2 from the Mormon Battalion.

So this is what I wanted to get to. We again donated all our time to this worthwhile project. Sense doing so we have been as busy as can be. Thing have come through for us in buisness that well quit frankly I didn't think would happen. We have had more and more work. We have been front and center in the news paper 6 or 7 times and that helps but I can't help from thinking we got a lot of extra help from on high.

The other day I sent out an e-mail about a topic concerning our course of direction. It was faked and not wrote by the said author. I ask each recepiant to respond to there thoughts on the subject. I was pleased to read each that responded. But there was one that stood out above all the others. In short it said this. Quoting Esra Taff Benson " We should spread the seeds of hope and restrain ourself from the seeds of despair." And " be a sured there is a plan and the Lord God is still in charge" and from Bruce R " be a sured that the stars and stripes will still fly when the Savior Jesus Christ returns"

Hope you all enjoy the spring time of your lives.

You have guessed right. Yes here I am again in the same month. I noticed lately that I have had some rather negative over tones to my reports. You know the kind of thing that one dose when he is not gainfully occupied with good things going on all about himself. Well I am sorry about that.

This past month or so we have had some interesting goings on. On a fairly regular bases My nice Chris Capple has been down loading some family history. It happens that most of it is about My Mother. There are pictures and life stories as of course my mother remembered's it. I had forgot how difficult life was for them. You must remember that these stories begin in some cases in the late 1800's. There are thing that went on then that we only shake our heads at and say how? I might ad that things didn't change a great deal un-tell some time in the 1960's. I looked at some old photos I had from my child hood and compared them to the life my mother lead and my grandmother lead. One thing becomes very apparent and that is the simpleness of the life we had. Another was that fact that we lived so much from hand to mouth. That is to say that there was rarely any thing extra and more than likely than not there was not enough. So many time that I often think of how in a world like we have today could such a simple life ever be. Yet I know that some of you have been in third world countries and have witnessed first hand the poverty that is there. I suppose the thing I am driving at is that I have much to be thankful for. I look at all the beautiful children each of you have and the great opportunities that lay before you and them. I have only one peace of advice. Try to keep your life's simple.

Hope you all have a great New Year.

It has been some time since I last posted anything so here goes. The weather here sucks. This past week we have been in the dddeeeepppp freeze with day time highs at about 18 degrees and over night lows -14 degrees. To add even more misery to the situation we had about 20 inches of snow. From -14 to 102+ degrees is like this wild carves that just goes bad with my bionic arm. Lasts summer we were leaving home and driving to SLC to pour mud at 3:45 am to beat the heat. It was well over 100 in the mid afternoon. Our concrete which we would pour at 5:14 am was set in about one and a half hours. Our work day was pretty much done by 1:30. So I am raging on about this cause in Denmark this past week we all know the topic of the earth warming and changing. I don't KNOW much but I don't see it that way. Utah has always had this wide degree variation .

So on it goes and the real driving force as I see it is MONEY and OF COURSE GREEEEED. Big fat Al Gore and his Carbon Points that he buys is carbon footprint down. HA HA. As the reverend AL Sharpton would say Shame on You AL GORE. The hole thing reminds me of watching so many pig in a pig pen when we would go to feed them. The pigs would battle for the food and in the proses get mud and dirt in the food which made it look like something sloped from a manure pit. Of course they ate it up anyway in the discusting way that pig do all the time oinking and grunting in selfcontent. Complety oblivious to the fact of the growtesc slop that was spilling from the trough and making the sty what it was, a waller of filth and bad odor.

So here are some of the pic for this past week

So it feels like I may have hit some pay dirt. In so much as I said it sucks to be in an office. I hope you all know that it pertains only to me.

This past week I have confirmed some old friends to my friends list on myface. I was lifted in spirit to see some of the members from the ward at BYU. It seem rather strange in some ways because I am not involved in as direct way as before but felt this strange feeling of longing for that contact. Just seeing and reading the remarks made me feel attached with emotions that lift the spirit upward. These feeling have been of such a nature as the ones one feels for his own family.

If any of the old school mates should read this I hope they forgive me cause I don't know all of you. Some didn't know that I went to school with you for about one and a half years. So if I don't respond to you for give me I am trying recognize you.

Hey we got 2 more antelope this year. Ty got his first as well as did the great white hunter T. Fish.

I keep picking away at my shooting skills. One of the guys who works with me thought he would better serve me by getting out near the muzzle of my 300 wsm. He didn't stay in that posted position for a second shot. I was so in trenched on making a 450 yard shot I never noticed that he had crept up in that place. Needles to say it near left the poor guy deaf. When I looked over to get a confirmation that I had made my shot he had this dumb look on his face of what happened??? and then the sudden realization that he couldn't hear a word I was saying. The rest of the day he spoke in a very loud as if it was I who couldn't hear.

Along these lines a fellow neighbor Dan P. Has been doing well in pistol shooting and is telling be about his comp. and all. He hopes to shoot comptitivly on a team. Any of you got any back ground in that one. Tell me. I have some inkling of shooting there????

So I should continue on with some of my thoughts and with news on the battle lines. Recently I was in contact with my Aunt Irene. ( real mail the kind with a stamp) Note not all mail the kind with a stamp has a bill in it or some form of junk of which nether is welcome to sore eyes and tired feet. So she has been filling me in on my Uncle Joe. He is my mothers brother. She just sent me the mail call from the Fighting squadron's of WWII. Joe was on board one of the big bomber during the war. He went down in the North Sea of the Coast of England in late 1944. The mail call is a Company letter in which all surviving members of these Squadron's get to report in and some take the opportunity to tell some of the experiences from there flights into Germany. With out going into great detail let me just say these guys now old and gray and most of whom use walkers and canes to move about were in their day unmovable in there task and determination to complete the task at hand. I would say they seemed fearless however I know that before every fight there are fears and a stomach full of butterflies. This very fact even seems to increase their very stature. The title Once they were Young is very fitting. I hope all of you never lose sight of what has made it posable. Posable that you enjoy the opportunities and freedoms of choice. Now with all that said I would tell you that in my life I have seen the changes and alterations that even some times seem to be at siege with full frontal assaults upon these freedoms. Some are lost. Even so I hope that all of you know that there is no gray area in truth. Nor is there shades of good. What is true today will also be forever. Good will always be battered by the artillery evil. Never give up. Being a little battered or even a lot battered is only a sign that you have made inroad into the enemy lines.