Monday, September 24, 2007

Personal Essays

As time allows, I'll be devoting sections of this blog to people who have affected this family. My one rule is that it must remain positive in case the person stumbles onto this site and reads about themselves. I don't know about you, but I don't generally like surfing the web and finding derogatory blogs written about me. Maybe I'm projecting my own feelings, but I think most people don't like that. And maybe I'm the only one, but I'm one of those people who would like to hang out around my body after I'm dead just to hear what people are saying about me and stories they remember about me. Well, why wait until death? I think it's time we let some of you know how much we think about you and love you. So let the personal essays begin ...

2 comments:

MarySquare said...

Cindy did I tell you that Mrs. Jensen the Heyburn Elem music teacher is in Mom and Dad's ward now? She doesn't look like she has aged at all -- she looks exactly like she did. But when she came over to say hi to Mom and I in Relief Society she asked Mom, "now is she the one that sent me the letter?" And mom said that it was you and then they went on to talk about the letter and how wonderful, etc. But it made an impression on her and she asked me if I still remembered the song, Don Gato. "Oh Senor Don Gato was a Cat..." natch.

Fish lady, Fish, and Guppies said...

I love that song! I sing it to the girls all the time. That's why I sent her the letter: I kept singing all these songs to my girls and I realized, these are all the songs Mrs. Jensen taught us! I mean, those songs were so old, that I sometimes feel like nobody will know them because the books are all out of print. Do you remember "Mama don't 'llow no banjo playin' round here" or "Ezekiel Saw the Wheel" or "If I had a Hammer"? The polyester pants and bright 70s colors of those song books are all coming back to me.