Happy Birthday John Dean Lewis b. 22 Oct 1916

Lewis, John & Peggy in gardenToday is the birthday of John’s father, Grandpa John Dean Lewis.  He would have been 99 years old today!  Here is a little bio written about Grandpa John by one of his children:

John was athletic, loving to play baseball, basketball, golf and tennis. In his later years he loved to watch college and professional sports, but would often become so upset or anxious that he would lose sleep. He was asked to emcee many events over his adult life. Fear and shyness were not a part of his make-up.
He loved his wife and nine children. He was always dreaming-up new projects and losing sleep over them, until they were completed. He was an accountant, receiving his Bachelors Degree from BYU, and working on his Master’s at the University of Southern California. He loved music, playing the guitar and singing. He also loved to dance, especially to ’40’s music.

My favorite memories of Grandpa John are of him down in the basement with at least 2 TVs playing football or golf tournaments at the same time, and a remote control in each hand.  He’d take turns muting one, then the other.  I never knew you could watch TV like that!  I don’t think I’d ever even seen my own father watch a sporting event on TV.  I was always amazed at how he kept track of every televised athletic event.

I also enjoyed his wardrobe.  He often wore a gold LA Lakers jacket, white shoes, and often a baseball cap.  He had dozens of them.  Nothing ever matched or made sense, but it suited him perfectly as he puttered about working on projects.  He was good with duct tape and WD-40.  And he loved a good meal, usually exclaiming that that was the best he’d ever eaten.  We miss Grandpa John.

Here are a few favorite photos of him:

John, Peggy, and Christine Lewislewis photos002  Lewis, John & Peggy Lewis, John & Peggy Nauvoo Mission

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Pregnancy and Infant Loss Day

Infant Loss Day

Today I am remembering all of my children, all nine of them.  Some day we will be reunited and my joy will be full.

Thoughts about Mother’s Day: I have 9 children. Only 3 survived.

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FOMO = Fear Of Missing Out

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Elder David E. Bednar of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles said:

Much has been said about how “fear of missing out”—or FOMO as it is often referred to—can make it difficult for us to appreciate our current circumstances and environments. This is especially true as people tend to share only the best parts of their family lives and careers with us on social media. I invite you to embrace what the Lord has blessed you with and to act in faith. Do not take counsel from your fears.

To not take counsel from our fears simply means that we do not permit fear and uncertainty to determine our course in life, to affect negatively our attitudes and behavior, to influence improperly our important decisions, or to divert or distract us from all in this world that is virtuous, lovely, or of good report.

To not take counsel from our fears means that faith in the Lord Jesus Christ overrules our fears and that we press forward with a steadfastness in Him.

To not take counsel from our fears means that we trust in God’s guidance, assurance, and timing in our lives.

I promise each of us can and will be blessed with direction, protection, and lasting joy as we learn to not take counsel from our fears.

It was one year ago this week that we received a phone call from Elder Bednar’s office asking us to come meet with him.  In that meeting we were asked to consider leaving everything and everyone we loved to step away for three years.  Just like that.  So many thoughts raced through my mind that day.  I suppose I was feeling FOMO, wondering how to leave my children, my DfG world, my Family History Students and my home filled with fabric and quilts and books and things I love having around me.

Now, a year later, we are in Washington, learning how little we really need to be happy. We may be missing out on some things, but we are in the middle of other things that bring us great joy.  I traded my kitchen window view of Mt. Timpanogos for views of mountains like Mt. Hood pictured above.  I’ve traded many things I love there for other things here.

One of the greatest lessons I’m learning is that there are very few things in life that are really All That Important.  The most important thing for me is centering my life on Jesus Christ and learning to do what I can to be like Him, and love as He loved.  Period.

It’s really very simple.  Sometimes I hold a beautiful fragrant apple in my hands and wonder at the simplicity of it.  Perfect form, perfect color, perfect flavor and fragrance.  And it has the potential to multiply into more apple trees.  It is a magnificent creation, as we are.  I just want to be good, like an apple.

I’m not really missing out on anything I can’t live without.

Apples in a basket

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A Visit to a Local Washington Farm

2015-10-7 Apples (96)Today after visiting a high-tech state-of-the-art apple packing shed in Wapato, we went to visit our friend, Ray Smith’s farm in West Yakima.  It felt like going home.  This is a family farm with several dozen acres of orchards and some alfalfa fields.  It was situated on a rise overlooking the beautiful valley.  I felt like I had stepped into the orchards in a Jane Austin film.  It was peaceful and pleasant and inviting.  The resident hawk swooped over the alfalfa.  Owls and frogs are heard at night.  The orchards were still and resting after a busy harvest season.

Ray is the kind of farmer everyone wants to know.  He raises fruit for others–a few acres of several varieties of apples, pears, plums and cherries.  His wife, Sharon keeps a wonderful garden with squash, tomatoes, eggplant, leeks and other vegetables in raised beds.  There’s a walnut tree and old fences and the beautiful old barn his father built in the 1940s.   They press their own apple juice and dry their own fruit, and shell their own nuts. It felt like home here.2015-10-7 Apples (103) 2015-10-7 Apples (100)  2015-10-7 Apples (101)  2015-10-7 Apples (98)  2015-10-7 Apples (97) 2015-10-7 Apples (106)2015-10-7 Apples (110)2015-10-7 Apples (105)2015-10-7 Apples (107) 2015-10-7 Apples (108)  2015-10-7 Apples (87)   2015-10-7 Apples (88)2015-10-7 Apples (113)2015-10-7 Apples (114)   2015-10-7 Apples (117) There is something soul-filling about spending time on a small family farm.  It just feels right and good.  I was happy to spend time there today.  This is one of the many things I love about this place where I now live.2015-10-7 Apples (119)

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How wolves change rivers / how your life changes mine

I’ve been thinking about the video clip below and how our lives influence each other. What if any one of you I love were removed from my life, or from the lives of others you know.  Things would change.  We may never know how, exactly we would be different, but I believe we would be.

Thank you, each of you, for adding to the ecological, social, emotional and spiritual balance in my life.  I would hate to see what might happen if you go.

Ann

Please watch and consider the thought of it:

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Johann Heinrich Schott b. 2 October 1838, my 2nd Great-Grandpa

Schott, Johann Heinrich b. 1838The # 52 birth entry above is my 2nd great grandpa, Johann Heinrich Schott, born 177 years ago today.  He married Christina Bertha Sieber in Grossgartach on May 12, 1867 and they had 9 children.  Their 2nd child, Caroline Christiane was my great-grandma.  Here is her picture and a picture of the home she lived in where my grandpa was born in 1899.

Schott, Caroline ChristianeLaemmlen, Rudolf Home 1913I love my German family members and my German heritage.

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Inside a Mormon Mission

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If any of you every want to take a look inside the world of Mormon Missionaries, come join me here:

https://yakimamission.wordpress.com/

I’m keeping track of our mission experiences on this other blog.  Our lives are full and busy every single day.  It’s joyful good work.  Please come take a look!

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The welfare of each

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There was a farmer who grew excellent quality corn. Every year he won the award for the best grown corn. One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learned something interesting about how he grew it. The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with his neighbors. “How can you afford to share your best seed corn with your neighbors when they are entering corn in competition with yours each year?” the reporter asked.

“Why sir,” said the farmer, “Didn’t you know? The wind picks up pollen from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbors grow inferior corn, cross-pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I am to grow good corn, I must help my neighbors grow good corn.”

So is with our lives… Those who want to live meaningfully and well must help enrich the lives of others, for the value of a life is measured by the lives it touches. And those who choose to be happy must help others find happiness, for the welfare of each is bound up with the welfare of all. 2015-9-12 Othello (8)

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The saddest part

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There are no happy endings.
Endings are the saddest part,
So just give me a happy middle
And a very happy start.

Shel Silverstein was born on this day in 1930.

I’ve had some very sad endings this week.  I haven’t felt so sad in a long long time.  It’s hard to be cut off from friends I love.

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Happy 85th Birthday, Arthur Rudolf Laemmlen b. 20 September 1930

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This is my Dad.  He turns 85 today!  My Dad helped me learn a few important things, like how to get the water to the end of the row, how to name every weed in the fields, how to use shop tools, how to make German pancakes, and how to be the last to leave any church meeting.  He’s a good man.  I love him.

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