Friday, November 30, 2007
Plus, you all really made this Family Newsletter a lot easier to publish. And don't you like the freedom and control you have over your own content. I always hated when the editor would mess with the copy, twisting it into HER own distorted mindset. Disturbing.
Our Thanksgiving took us to Island Park to meet up with Brandon and Whitney.
Henry's fork is beautiful this time of year. We pulled into IP on Monday evening. It snowed that night and never melted, staying in the -2 to 15 degree range all week. It didn't start to thaw until we got back to Boise.
Here is a shot of us at the top of Coffee Pot Rapids. After the river silently flows through the valley, it suddenly changes characteristics and rushes through a cut in the rocks, creating a plunging rapid. Evidently, a hundred and fifty years ago, a trapper was placidly paddling his canoe down the river looking for a pelt palace to set his traps. When he was unexpectedly sucked into the rapids, he lost all his equipage, except.....yes, you guessed it, his coffee pot.
After hiking in 2 miles, we came to the rapids and took this photo. You can see Whitney's pants are wet up to her knees. It didn't take her long to jump into the river. We keep her around for comic relief. She has been working at it long enough now that she is quite good at it.
Whitney and Brandon are still going to school at BYU-I. Brandon is looking for an internship for January through April of next year and will graduate in December 2008. Whitney is planning on a 2009 graduation. I think they are both getting tired of school. They love the social life, but not the studying and not having any money. Little do they know what "real life" is like or they wouldn't be so anxious to meet it.
Anyway, we had a great time with them and enjoyed their company. And, they aren't lacking in the personality department either. They will be fine and I have a lot of confidence in Alecia. Thanks to them for making a couple good memories.
At the end of each season, all the coaches in the league get together and nominate players for awards. McKenzie was voted (by the 10 coaches)an All-League Honorable Mention for her competitiveness and level of play. That was quite rewarding to be recognized for her contribution, especially since her team was at the bottom of the stack.
Coming back from Island Park, we stopped in Lorenzo to get a picture of Grandma and Grandpa Goff' s place, the house where dad grew up. It looks a lot smaller now too.
This photo was taken over the 8 foot fence which garrisons the property. Several years ago it was purchased by an artisan of some sort who promptly built a castle behind the house and to the west. Dad's house was turned into a studio. You can see how much has changed. There is a sun room added to the living room. A metal roof was put on and the driveway was plowed under and planted with grass and a row of trees. Being here brought back good memories. One of these days Melanie and I will have to take a trip to take pictures of all the places our families have lived. It will have to be when all our kids are gone because they wouldn't see the point - until much later in their lives.
This is an unknown street in a place called Long Whatton, England. Then, I came across these next 2 photos...Isaac Goff and his wife...
These two people lived in Long Whatton in the early 1800's. At the ages of 35 and 32 respectively, this young couple heard the message of the Mormon missionaries and were baptized. Over the next several years they saved up and immigrated to America, crossed the plains to Utah and joined Zion.
Look at a picture of Grandpa Goff. Do you see any similarities? Notice the lips and cheeks, especially between Grandpa Goff and Mary. Since Mary is his grandmother, there would naturally be some resemblance. Never again should we wonder where our hair line came from - look at Mary's.
And look at dad. The noses on everyone are almost identical.
I haven't found a picture of Grandpa Goff's father and mother but will keep looking.
Everyone have a terrific Christmas and we will catch you up after the first of the year.