“It is true it is grievous to part with our friends. We are creatures of passion, of sympathy, of love, and it is painful for us to part with our friends. But would keep them in the mortal house, though they should suffer pain…. we should rather rejoice at the departure of those whose lives have been devoted to doing good…
…we should rejoice in their passing from a state of sorrow, grief, mourning, woe, misery, pain, anguish and disappointment into a state of existence, where they can enjoy life to the fullest extent as far as that can be done without a body…
At death, our spirit is set free, and we thirst no more, we want to sleep no more, we hunger no more, we tire no more, we run, we walk, we labor, we go, we come, we do this, we do that, whatever is required, there is nothing like pain or weariness, we are full of life, full of vigor, and we enjoy the presence of our heavenly Father, by the power of his Spirit…”—Brigham Young
The Passing of My Father In-Law
I won’t go into it too much, but this week my father in-law passed away. It was a surprise to us all. Because it went very quickly, I think everyone is still in shock.
Although I have only known my father-in for little over a decade, I can tell you my father in-law was one of the good guys. He was a soft-spoken person who got along with everyone and was somebody you could always count on to help out and was extremely handy. He had many friends and family who will miss him.
Born in a North Dakota in one of the smallest towns in America about 40 minutes from the Canadian border, he grew up during part of the Great Depression and World War II and as a result was wise with his money and didn’t like to waste anything—everything could be re-purposed. After his father died when he was young, his family eventually ended up in Southern California like so many others from the Midwest during that time. There he lived until the early seventies, when he got tired of the crime, traffic and pollution in LA and moved his family to Carson City, Nevada where he lived the rest of his life.
Despite losing his own father at an early age, my father in-law ended up being a good husband, a good father, a good provider, pretty much all you could ask a man to be during his life on earth. He made the most of his life and that I think takes away some of the sting from his death. He will be missed, but we know he has gone on to the next stage of life, reunited with family and friends waiting for him there.
This is great meal when the weather outside is miserable and the kids have run out of things to do. Usually I start off cutting and dicing about 3 ounces salt pork and then divide the squabs into pieces, removing the skin. Next cut up the potatoes into small squares, and lastly roll 12 small balls of dough.
In a deep baking dish spoon in the pork, potatoes and squabs, and then the balls of dough, season with salt, white pepper, mace or nutmeg; add hot water enough to cover the ingredients, cover with a “short” pie-crust and bake at medium in the oven for about 45 minutes.
1. Families Can Be Together Forever by Clive Romney
2. Deep in the Heart of Texas by Moe Bandy
3. Waltz of the Angels by George Jones
4. I Will Follow You by Percy Faith
5. River Jordan by Vusi Mahlasela
Four men are walking in the desert.
The Germans says, “I’m tired and thirsty. I must have a beer.”
The Italian says, “I’m tired and thirsty. I must have wine.”
The Mexican says, “I’m tired and thirsty. I must have tequila.”
The Jew says, “I’m tired and thirsty. I must have diabetes”