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.

We have had a busy summer and lots of family here. I think that we may fail to tell all of you how much we enjoy your visits. So thanks for stopping in. We see a lot of Travis and Peyton and some times Laura and the girls. We miss those who are not here and we miss seeing the ones who are.

In Feb. we went to Texas and as all of you know Mom returned home to go to the hospital. That was not what I had planned on. She was really low on blood. Thats kind of like trying to run your car with out any gas or oil Plus if you keep trying to run the motor you just burn it up.

Work was terrible laking through the year and it has only been the last six week that thing have picked up. So I appoligize that I was not at home as much as I would like to have been but I am playing catch up as much as posable. Winter is fast approaching and I still need to get in some more work. Mom has made Peach jam and Hot Salsa. Food storage you know. I had this picture of the kids on the horse this summer. Pepper is only a three year old and he is fairly calm for his age. I have spent some evenings working him a building a trust.

As you read the family blogs you find that the children all love the animals. For the most part that is natural but remember that all of you were raised around the animals and for the most part I think that you all under stood their uses. I really do find them soothing and providing pleasure and even security in knowing that they provide for our needs.

I didn't have a pic of Ethan with the animals but he was like all the other children when it was feeding time they all wanted to go up and feed the horses, sheep, and cows and collect the egg.

I was amused that he thought the bear in the front room was flying so he named him Tinker Bear or some thing. Marean was concerned that he was in fact dead and that I had shot him.

We had Michelle here so to speak. She was in and out a great deal. Interesting Tyler spent the summer sleeping on a cot on the upper deck. After every one left he continued to sleep out on the deck and it has only been the last day or so he moved back into the house.

Your grandfather is living here. His hearing is diminished greatly. I look at him and am reminded that I am aging and have a greater desire not to live so long. It is truly sad to see some one so near to you in such a diminished state. I look for an answer as to what one dose of value at this point. Mom is the real care giver here. I go to work and leave all day long while she fills the roll as need to take care of an old Man.

I thought you might like to see these old shots of mom and I 
This one is in 1971 Travis was about 2 months old he was about 20 pounds the others are just random one is of us at a prom mom and I went on our first date. Our marriage and one of me in about 1966.