Sunday, August 9, 2015

Walking up the graduation aisle



He told me he wanted to be a politician.  Well, I had previously decided that he would be successful in any field of endeavor.    



Just look at what he has accomplished so far in life:
Senior Class President, Eagle Scout, Florida Sea Base, Philmont Scout Ranch,
BSA Great Lakes Canoe Adventure.  His leadership roles in school, church, community, and scouts goes on-and-on.   

Grandpa & Grandma 'K'

Needless to say we are all proud of him.  

Grandma Joan & Sister Belana

Grandpa John A. & Grandma Bev M.

Brother Brendan, Father Dayle, & Sister Julie

Mother Tammy, Joan & Belana

Walking up the graduation aisle is like walking the path of life - one step at a time.  We walk with many people, each having their own set of experiences, and each forging out their own futures - one step at a time.  
  


I thought these awards were significant. 

Booster Club Scholarship

Outstanding Academic Excellence




Go "Blazers"




Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Belana with cool shades



I was taken on a tour of Saint Martins University by Belana who is a student on a Benedictine Scholarship.  

Belana with cool shades.

 I learned that Saint Martin's is run by monks of the Roman Catholic Order of Saint Benedict.  They spend a lot of time in the Abby located in the center of the peaceful 300 acre campus.  Belana said that a lot of town folks come here during their lunch break to walk, jog, or otherwise seek solace from their busy day.

Julie & Belana in good company
The Abby bell tower

The graduation of Dayle's senior class of 2015 was held in the Marcus Pavilion. Anyway, after the tour I treated my lovely granddaughters to a slice of Costco pizza.


   

Would-be immigrants



Family Search Discovery Center had to deal with a lot of nonsense today when our group showed up for a visit, especially when the kids 'just had' to dress up for the family picture.  

Would-be immigrants at Ellis Island


One of my favorite discoveries was the photo machine.  It takes a facial photo  and then places it into a costume of ones own choosing.  I look pretty authentic except for the toothless smile and the trifocals.   



We then toured the JS building - historically known as the Hotel Utah, ending up on the 10th floor.  From here we were face-to-face with the golden Angel Moroni atop the eastern spire of the temple.  If you have ever been here you know what I mean.  

We then made our way across South Temple street to the City Creek Center for lunch.  Those in our group then parted ways and purchased food from four different outlets.  There must have been hundreds of people eating there, but finding each other was easy with the use of modern miracles called smart phones.




Monday, August 3, 2015

Wild goose chase



We pulled into Boise in the late afternoon, and were greeted graciously Stacy and Patty in their new home.  Jarom was not home, but we really wanted to see him as he is one of our favorite people.    

Bev and Jarom
                                                                                                                                       

So upon completing a tour of the home, we were treated to a wonderful, light dinner at the new bar.

A little later, I wanted to get an original oil painting to Sable, so I made arrangements to meet her in the parking lot of the Meridian Winco grocery store.


I took Julie with me, and after the exchange, we decided to make a surprise visit to Jarom at St. Luke's.  We entered the hospital emergency door and asked the receptionist if we could make a quick visit.  She couldn't find him on the computer, which mystified us.  Well, I found out that St. Luke has several facilities in the Boise area, and he actually worked at the one downtown.

It was now dark outside, and we decided that our wild goose chase was in vain, we gave up, knowing we would see him in the morning anyway.    




Stacy, Patty, Julie, Bev & Jarom


New home
   
After a short but sweet reunion, we pulled out happy and full of Patty's homemade pancakes.  The new Meridian temple is being constructed at a site close to the new home, and we just had to get a photo of it.  

  
Meridian Temple under construction





Saturday, August 1, 2015

Travels with Julie

 
Traveling is always an adventure, but even more-so when an enthusiastic 21 year old is with you.  Bev and I found this out soon after we left Olympia. 
But before I get to that, I must confess that I will miss all the green on the west side of the Cascades.  Of special interest to me was the smoke bush in front of Tam's home.  Then Bev informed me that a couple of these bushes are in our own neighborhood; so soon after our arrival home, I checked it out and sure enough, she was right.
Nevertheless, I am still posting this photo of the "smoke bush," just because I like it.
 
 
 
Now, it is important to realize that Julie is an RM.  Even though she looks dangerous holding this real samurai sword, she really has a kind heart. 

 
 
I love pics of women holding guns - they look so mischievous, don't you agree?  Uncle Gordon was kind enough to let us take some photos of his weapons. 

 
 
This is an original oil painting.  There was no signature on it, so we don't know who the artist was, but I have a strong suspicion it was painted by either Jean Foster or her mother, Lucy Kenny.  Both of them were extremely talented.  My mother displayed this painting her wall.   

 
 
Look at the detail of the rose pedals. This is amazing. 

 
 
Sable is a direct descendant of my cousin Jean and her mother Lucy; so I thought it only right to give the painting to her.  It may be worth something; but if not, that's okay, for it is a part of her legacy.   
 

 
 
Julie was nothing but smiles, as she got to help with the driving.  I noticed that she had two hands on the steering wheel at all times as she moved us along at 80 mph through southern Idaho and northern Utah.  Remember when the speed limit was only 55?   
 
 
 
 
 

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Thanks, Fred C. Adams, for the fun times!

Okay folks.  Here is my take on inevitable removal of The Adams Shakespearean Theater from planet earth.  I can only assume that Fred C. Adams has given his blessing to the newer/bigger facility that is now under construction just across the street to the east.  The new place will still offer the "under the stars" experience; however it will have a retractable roof that may be used in case of cold, wet weather.  

You may know that Cedar City is 7,000 above sea level.  Winter comes early and lasts a long time.  Audiences will be thrilled when that first snow falls and the mighty roof closes.  Anyway, this feature alone will enable a longer Shakespearean season, thus bringing increased revenue to both town and university.  

I was sad to learn that the name of Fred Adams would not be on the new arena, as he was the one conceived the idea of a festival decades ago.  Even today, he is the life and soul of the event.

The new building is to be called the Engelstad Theater, since the Engelstad Foundation of Las Vegas contributed 5 million dollars to the project - a very noble donation, for sure. 

There are a lot of photos of this old theater on the internet, but here are some of my own.  
 

I will miss the roomy seats on the main floor.  They were more costly, but to a person of my size, they were heaven sent.  I hope the architects of the Engelstad Theater designed roomy seating.  I will miss the stationary stage.  The directors had to be creative in their staging techniques.  The new theater will probably have new state-of-the-art props, including movable walls, thus allowing for even greater creativity.



I will miss the quaint balcony with the hanging lanterns, but I will not miss the rickety stairways leading up to it.  I will not miss the poorer sound up yonder - unless the performers really projected their voices, their words were not understood.   Yeah, I get it - the original Shakespearean performers didn't have amplification, but I hope the new area will have a good sound system.


Did I say that I will miss the hanging lights?  Yeah, I did.  Well I will not miss the long walk to the restroom at intermission time. 


 
So farewell to the grand ol' outdoor theater, and welcome to new.  It could be that I will enjoy the festival for many years to come, and it could be that I will even overcome my apprehension about the coming changes, but I will always remember the good times and great entertainment I experienced in the Adams theater.  Thanks, Fred C. Adams, for the fun times!
 
 
 



Monday, July 27, 2015

A delightful weekend excursion

 

 
  
 



Six friends once again gathered for dinner and games.  Though parted by distance, the bond remains tight as evidenced by smiles and laughter throughout the evening.  This gathering was the catalyst for a delightful weekend excursion.



Debbie was the "grand champion" as she won both Greed and also Five Crowns.

The number 3 was the curse of the evening, while doubles were really hard to come by for everyone.
 
 

At our rest stop in Fillmore, Mike bought some potato wedges.  I think this is his favorite stop on I-15. 

One sad note is that Bev's favorite rest stop, the creamery in Beaver, was closed.  Now, I don't want to lead anyone astray, as we were all disappointed.     
We stayed at this place in Cedar City.  We were happy with the buffet breakfast - definitely a reason to consider coming back.  We also enjoyed the roominess of facility. 




As always, the Green Show, is a highlight of the Shakespeare Festival in Cedar City.  FYI, it is called thusly because the patrons sit on grass in the midst of large cedar trees.  Bev and I were fortunate to find a little bench to sit on, which we turned around to face the little stage.   


Performers dance around the maypole, as the little girl steadies it.  Notice the evergreens in the background. 

The dancers presented a 'tour of Italy' for us, and we were delighted with their energetic performance.  Now,for a few photos of the Green Show performance:

An excellent violist, for sure.


Happy dancers.

An appreciative audience.

 


FYI - the little girl never gets wound up with the stringers.


At the end of the Green Show, the student performers gather on the ramp of the Adams theater, a horn is sounded and the crowd begins to enter the main arena.  In my next posting, I will offer my perspective as to the coming demolition of this delightful outdoor theater.  I promise my review will be positive, so be sure to check back in a few days.