In my previous post, I noted a number of things as they were in 1979 when Julianne got married. It is absolutely amazing how things have changed in these 40 years and how these have had a profound impact on our lives. I know that many of you reading these posts have likely had similar experiences. But, as I try to do this countdown, and as I look back and compare to today, it behooves me to note these impacts.
Obviously, the biggest changes are all technology based. In 1979, we had no internet, let alone, most people didn’t have computers unless they could afford the Atari 400. By the time I began college at Northern Arizona University in the fall of 1980, there were large mainframes in use at the school. The mass use of computers, even mainframes, was still fledgling. By the time I got to my Master’s Program at Arizona State University, the advent of the “Personal Computer” was just beginning. However, it was not until we returned back from Japan in 1991 that the internet was kicking into gear. A company named Quantum Computer Services, run by Steve Case, had created a bulletin board for owners of the Commodore 64 computers. In 1991, Quantum was renamed America Online. By 1993, AOL introduced its own email addresses, a Windows version and provided access to the rest of the brand new internet. Being the tech geek, even back then, I jumped on board of AOL as soon as I was able. My first ever email address was email@example.com
AOL Floppy – 50 hours for free
By 1992, we had moved to Kentucky and I was working for Japanese companies as an interpreter. Then, in late 1993 I was hired to manage a Japanese-owned Horse Farm. The farm got a computer for managing records. By this time I had become proficient in the early Microsoft Office products, which were available for Windows in 1990. In April 1994, Netscape was founded and the first Search Engine/Browser came to being. (Technically, the first one was called WorldWideWeb and was developed in 1990 for the NeXT Computer). Anyway, that revolutionized the world and impacted our lives at a personal level. We could then communicate with family via email, learn new things about the world and find new ways to use our time. I began using Netscape and AltaVista browsers long before Google.
AltaVista Search Engine ca. 1999
It was not until 2004 that Firefox was developed and then, in 2008 Google Chrome came out. (Google was founded in 1998, though the domain name Google.com was registered in September 1997). Google impacts millions of lives every minute of the day in 2019!
Communications technology made advances as well. Though pagers had been around for a number of years, the wide use of them didn’t really hit until the late 1980s. One of my first jobs while in college at Arizona State was in a pager “call center.” Customers would call in to the center and we would send out the messages to pagers. At that time it seemed like a real communications break-through, though pager owners were all fairly well to do…mainly doctors, lawyers and company leaders.
A typical pager from the early 1990s
Along with pagers, the emergence of mobile phones as a consumer product started hitting in the early 1990s. I distinctly remember using a Motorola 3200 for the first time when I was working for a Real Estate Auction company in Phoenix. The owner lent me his. This was in 1992. Back then it was a very expensive toy…but so cool to talk while driving a car. Understandably, like Google, the cell phone revolutionized the world. As for the direct impact on our family…. I believe our very first cell phone was purchased in 1997 or 1998. It was a Motorola Flip Phone. Reminded me of Star Trek! That really helped in communicating with my wife at home.
The first mobile phone I ever used was a Motorola International 3200
The firs cell phone we ever owned was a Motorola Flip Phone
We had our own home computer to connect to AOL and the internet in 1995. It was fun to add software to it. Little could we imagine that 24 years later these would be such a part of our daily lives. I have worked in the Internet-related industry for most of the 21st Century, and particularly since 2010. The typical office worker uses one all day.
This is a sample Bernina shot. I don’t recall which kind Julianne had
Julianne worked at a Quilt Shop for a number of years in Lexington and became a Bernina Sewing Machine trainer. Bernina, like many other companies, had developed computer connectivity and thus took embroidery to a whole new level. Julianne needed a computer at home just to run her machines.
Back to the phones…another breakthrough began around the turn of the 21st Century as cell phones became internet capable. Everyone wanted one. But the explosion didn’t really occur full scale until around 2007 when the iPhone was introduced on June 29, 2007. Julianne and I have actually had iterations of these from the first one to our current iPhone X devices in 2019. And boy how these have changed the world for all of us. Can you imagine living life without a mobile device? I can’t!
First generation iPhone
The iPhones and Android devices of 2019 are so powerful that an entire life can be contained on them. They have access to the internet. They can take and store photos. They become music players..no need for a separate MP3 device (oops, I even skipped over the MP3s and many more applications associated with computers), You can do your banking. You can send messages all around the world. And then there are the selfies.
Julianne and I at the Corn Palace in Mitchell, South Dakota — a typical photo with our cell phone
Taking a selfie with cell phone in 2015. Top was my picture. Bottom was one of me taking it. That is San Francisco in the background
So, in closing, here are a few more things that have happened just because of computers, the internet and cell phones:
The first website was created in 1990
NetMarket became the precursor to Amazon and EBay in 1994
EBay was founded in 1995 (originally as AuctionWeb)
Amazon.com started in 1995 and has revolutionized the world of retail
Wikipedia was started in early 2001
LinkedIn got its start in 2002
Facebook began in 2004
YouTube’s first video was posted on April 23, 2005
Twitter began in 2006
Instagram started in October 2010
WHEW!! And that was just the technology of the Information Age Explosion. Part 3 will look at other great changes.
Julianne’s iPhone has trouble understanding her many times.
Most of us have friends. Some may be very close and others may just be casual acquaintances. Friends can almost feel like family at times. Over the years I’ve had some very close friends and friends that gave me a feeling of belonging. But, one thing many say about me… I have never met a stranger.
Stylishly climbing a tree in 1963 or 1964 at Bluewater Lake in New Mexico
The first friend I can recall was back in Albuquerque around 1964, when I was about eight years old. For about three years I was friends with a boy named Ricky Fetterer. I would walk down to his house every morning and watch cartoons (we liked watching The Mighty Hercules — even today I can recall the theme song). After that was over, we would walk to school together, about a quarter-mile from his house. He certainly was, at that time, my best friend. One day they moved away to Kansas or Missouri or someplace like that. I was brokenhearted that I had lost my best friend. But, it was not soon thereafter that we too left Albuquerque and headed east to live in Richardson, Texas.
At the playground with Danny and Aaron ca. 1966 in Richardson, Texas
In Richardson, the neighborhood we lived in had a few kids and so I became friends with them and we played football and catch and things like that together, but I never really had the chance to grow close to them as we were only there for about a year and a half. I don’t even recall names or faces. I can recall playing football in the front yard and, as I try to look at the faces, all I see are blurs. In fact, over the years of my youth, I never did have another close friend like Ricky until I got to my senior year in high school.
Joe Kravetz during his Skaggs Days in Denver, CO around 1969
You see, my father worked for Skaggs Drug and we moved quite often. From 1968 through 1974 I attended three different elementary schools, two junior high schools and three different high schools. During that period we lived in Dallas, Denver, Great Falls, Bozeman and finally Murray, Utah. Did I have some friends? Of course I did. I had friends from band, friends from other clubs, friends from extra-curricular activities. But none were really all that close. And, I think that besides the relative short times in each place, another part of the problem was that I always tried too hard to make friends. I was known for bragging and boasting in an effort to impress. That was one of the downsides of moving so much and thus it led to a lack of self-confidence.
Here I am working with some of the Bozeman Yearbook staff in 1973. Sheila, Melody, Sharon and Joyce. I was contacted by one of them a via Facebook a couple of years ago when they came across this photo.
I find it ironic that in this day of social media such as Facebook and Instagram, that I have been able to renew relationships with people from my old high school days. As we correspond and look at each other’s Facebook we have grown closer despite distance. And that has been an interesting and blessed part of life. I am grateful for how something like Facebook can open up formerly closed doors.
Intramural Basketball team members at Bozeman Senior High back in 1973. I was the player/coach for one of the teams. That’s me, third from left in back row.
A recent photo of my Bozeman friend Bud, who now lives in Colorado.
Just a few days ago I was contacted by a friend of mine from Bozeman Senior High School named Bud Herzog. That is one person who I still remember from the days of my junior year in high school. We caught up through Instagram and then eventually spoke on the phone for about an hour to reminisce about old times, old friends and acquaintances. It was refreshing to reestablish a long last relationship I had over 40 years ago.
As I noted above, I really forged a couple of close relationships with friends during my senior year in high school in Murray, Utah. I guess a number of things led to that opportunity to make those friends. First, having moved into a predominantly LDS/Mormon community, and having a desire to seek more about it because of a chance meeting I had in Bozeman just the previous summer. A girl from Summit, NJ and her family were there and introduced me to the church and gave me a Book of Mormon. So, while I was registering for my senior year, I decided to take seminary class (very common in large LDS communities such as Salt Lake City and Mesa, Arizona) and it was through seminary that I met some of the individuals that would eventually become my very close friends. And it turned out that they lived in the same neighborhood that I did. At that time, I didn’t know anything about the church’s boundaries, but, as it turns out, I lived in the same ward boundaries as these guys did. So, it seems that all of the chips fell into the same bowl to create the perfect opportunity to forge new friendships.
Obviously, I still had the problems talking about myself and had spoken highly of my previous years in Montana thus leading to my Murray-based nickname of “Monty Montana“ during my senior year of high school. There were a few guys who befriended me and made my life a little better, In fact, a lot better. But, back then I was always “Monty” to them.
Jonathan Jensen as he looked in high school in 1974
I became close friends with five or six of these guys. Perhaps the most prominent of them were the two I grew closest to as friends, namely Jonathan Jensen and Russell Graves. We remain close friends even to this day. Both Jonathan and Russ lived just a couple of blocks from me and I spent a lot of time at their homes, getting to know their families, their parents, etc. In fact, I was probably at their places more than my own house. And as I drew near to joining the church, I also became very close to Jonathan‘s father Boyd Jensen, who at the time was the Bishop of the Murray 20th Ward. Bishop Jensen became almost like a second father to me and I so strongly desired to have a family like they had because, as I have noted in previous blog posts, my family situation was not the best.
Murray 20th Ward Young Adult basketball team in 1975 (Dale Simper is front left, next to me)
Visiting with Jonathan at Sundance Resort in Utah in 2016
Through my activities in the ward, specifically participating in their sports programs — softball, volleyball and basketball, I grew closer to many of these guys. And as a senior in high school, I felt like I had hit the jackpot. Jonathan and Russell and a few of the other guys were all part of the basketball team and/or the football team. They were all popular in school. And here I was, a virtual nobody — a braggadocious “Monty Montana”, being embraced with friendship buy these guys. That truly helped open the door for other friendships. And for that I have always been very grateful because, honestly, I think that it saved my life.
Visiting Russ at his home in Murray, Utah in 2016
I spent a lot of time at Jonathan and Russ’s houses. And usually, it wasn’t just me and Russ or me and Jonathan, but all three of us and often times more of our friends including John Janssen, Dale Simper, and a few others.
Jonathan, Russ and also Dale, have remained close friends over the years. Every time I visit the Salt Lake area, we all get together and reminisce of good times and just spend time learning about each other‘s current lives… What is up with all of their children and my children, talk about grandchildren, talk about jobs. These guys have always been there for me and I am so grateful to them. In many respects, they’re almost like family to me.
Visiting my friends Russ, Jonathan and Dale in the summer of 2018 in Murray, Utah
Glen Krebs has been a very close friend. He officiated at one of my daughters’ weddings in this photo
Funny thing is that, through them, I was introduced to another Murray grad when I came to Kentucky. Glen Krebs graduated the year before me and went on his LDS mission to Japan as well. Most of my friends were either friends with him or knew him well. When I first came to Kentucky for job interviews, I was able to stay at Glen’s house. We have since become very close. I have done work for him. His wife and mine both went to the same high school in Mesa, Arizona and we even share the same wedding anniversary date of July 15!! Like Jonathan and Russ, Glen has always been there to help get me through the difficult challenges of life when I needed him to.
Glen is also an avid supporter of my writing and books. I signed my most recent copy for him here. (We are also both UK Fans….)
Penny Strong as I knew her in 1976.
Finally, during the time I was trying to get into the church and then make decisions concerning my mission, I had become good friends with a wonderful young lady from Cottonwood High School named Penny Strong (now married with a different last name). To this day, I can’t recall how we first met, but she was a godsend. Ours was not a romantic relationship. It was a true friendship and she was always there to talk and listen. She was like a “my age group” sister to me in the real sense. Even to this day we stay in touch. I am, even to this day, grateful for the strong positive influence Penny had in my life.
This is Penny in 2018. Like me, a happy grandparent and she still has that wonderful youthful look. So glad we are still friends.
This was the group I entered the Language Training Mission (LTM) with in Feb. 1976. We all flew to Nagoya together. (Marc White is 4th from the left. I am on the far right)
Busily engaged as a missionary in 1976
Eventually, we all go our separate ways. Jonathan, Russ, Dale, John and others all left for LDS missions to various parts of the world. I too ended up joining the church and serving an LDS mission. I followed in their footsteps and it was because they were such good examples in helping me to make good decisions.
Serving two years as a missionary and being together with a companion for a number of months, it is not usual that some of the missionary companions become good friends. I haven’t kept in contact with many of my former missionary companions or others. But I try to. Interestingly, while I was in the Language Training Mission in February/March 1975, I had TWO companions and one of them was someone I knew from Murray. His name was Marc White. I did not know Marc very well during high school, but I do know that he was the quarterback of the football team and he was a great leader. During our missionary years, we became very close and he was kind of the cement that kept me strong during my weak times. Since our missions, I have been in touch with him a few times, but we have kind of lost touch over the years. But I’ll never forget how good Marc was in being a good friend and not just a missionary companion and leader to me.
One of my favorite mission companions was Lee Richan. Sadly, he passed away in 2012
Fun with Elder Lee Richan in Fuji, Japan 1978
I have kept in touch with very few of those that I served missionary time with in Japan in the 1970s. I am friends with a few on Facebook, and keep track of them that way, but we’ve all gone our separate ways. There was one, however, to whom I became very close friends with and had remained friends until he died a few years ago and that is Lee Richan. Much like me, Lee was a convert to the church. He had been a motorcycle rider for many years and had an interesting background. But, as missionary companions, we achieved our goals together and we had a very fun time together. He was very good about remembering birthdays and would always call me or send me a note on my birthday. Over the years we would talk and communicate and when I could get to Utah, we would visit with each other. Sadly, Lee passed away on December 17, 2012. He was 58.
Lee Richan as I knew him around 2010
Lee was not the first of my friends who had passed away at early age. But, his passing was certainly the most impactful that had experienced up to that time. There were two or three former missionaries and there were a couple of people from two of my different high schools that I had received notification that they had passed. It is always sad when someone you know passes away. But I was really brokenhearted when Lee passed away. His friendship was a valuable jewel to me.
Our first photo together ca. 1978
After my mission, I attended BYU and actually became roommates with Jonathan Jensen there. He and a couple of others had pitched in to buy a house. There were a couple of others in the house I knew and then I became friends with the other roommates that were there with me. But, I was too engaged in trying to find a “eternal companion,“ to be very involved with my friends most of the time. And once I had found my sweetheart, Julianne, my friendships took a back burner a long time even though I did stay in contact.
Time came and went. Jobs came and went. Julianne and I ultimately moved to Flagstaff, Arizona, to take us closer to her home yet keep us away from the dreaded heat. While in Flagstaff, I would attend college at Northern Arizona University and it was there today forged my next close friendship with now lifelong friend Charles Snow. Both of us had some Jewish of bringing in our family and we both were converts and we both had a lot of things in common. Eventually, Charles and I worked at the same places are a couple of times and that was always fun. As things would go, we moved onto Arizona State University and Charles and Michelle moved on in other directions. He currently lives in North Carolina and I have been able to visit him there.
Visiting with Charles Snow in North Carolina in 2016
Like me, Charles was always fond of telling jokes and having fun. I’m grateful that we remain close to this day and that when we do talk, which is not often, it is like we were just with each other the day before like me, Charles was always find of telling jokes and having fun. I’m grateful that we remain close to this day and that when we do talk, which is not often, it is like we were just with each other the day before.
Family in Japan in 1987
By 1987, my family eventually went to Japan for a few years. We made a few friends in Japan, chiefly people that would help us through that experience. But nobody really became too close per se. Life was too busy with children and everything else going on.
With Ron (aka Antsy McClain) ca. 1998
It wasn’t until we returned back from Japan in 1991 that I was blessed with a new lifelong friendship. I could not locate work in Arizona and ultimately was hired as a contract Japanese interpreter for an auto parts plant in Shelbyville, Kentucky in 1992. I shared a table with another interpreter, named Ron Bell, who was originally from Ohio but was living in Kentucky at the time. Ron was always good for a joke. During his days in college at BYU, Ron was an editorial cartoonist and has also become quite the artist. We always talked of collaborating some day on something or other. There were evenings as well that I would go over to his place and listen to him play his guitar and sing his songs. He eventually left the company and went on to other things. But we stayed in touch as he lived locally in the Lexington area and we remained friends. He later formed a partnership with another guy and as musicians, they called themselves the “Trailer Park Troubadours.” As part of their schtick, Ron had given himself a pseudonym of Antsy McClain, which he still uses to this day.
Working with Antsy McClain
Singing with Antsy McClain at Woodflock 2015
The Trailer Park Troubadours eventually landed a recording contract and had a website that they were not happy with. Ron, knowing that I could do web work, asked me to start managing his website, which I have done continuously for nearly 25 years.
Over those years, I have not just been a business associate doing his website. We have become very close friends and like brothers. We have seen each other struggle through life’s challenges. We have celebrated each other’s good times. Antsy (which is what I typically call him now) helped me to fulfill one of my dreams of being in a band and touring as I was able to participate with the group, not as a musician, but now with logistics and other things. I have always been his biggest cheerleader.
Visiting with Antsy McClain (and gawking at his grandchild pix) just before a show in Ohio in 2016
We have actually seen each other‘s children grow up and become parents. Antsy has joined the grandparent club and now he and I both share the blessing of being grandparents. This has been a joyful relationship for me and hopefully for Ron. I am heartfully grateful for this long 25 year friendship.
On tour with Antsy McClain in San Francisco in the early 2000s. Getting to live a dream thanks to a good friend
Having BBQ with my old friend and fellow Troubs’ fan Michael Fisher in Georgetown, TX We first met through Facebook
As I mentioned early on, Julianne has always said that I have never met a stranger. And that is true. I am always friendly and outgoing and social. That has helped me to develop other friendships over the years. Facebook has opened up doors for me to develop virtual friendships that I would’ve never expected. I have become friends with people through Facebook and eventually, in some cases, have been able to visit them and get to know them better. Some of these friendships came as a result of Trailer Park Troubadours associations (such as Michael Fisher in photo). Others came as a result of my travel blogging. But in each case these are friendships that I value. There are others that I become friends with on Facebook they have yet to meet in person but we share things in common. To me, that has become a unique form of friendship making.
Hanging out with Texas travel blogger, author and photographer Tui Snider in Azle, TX whom I first met through Facebook.
One of these Facebook friends is Tui Snider. She is a Texas author whom I first met as a result of her book about offbeat attractions in Texas. She has authored a number of books since that time. We quickly became friends via Facebook and, as she lives very close to my sister in Texas, one trip I went out to visit with her and her husband Larry. We have hit it off and are now good friends. I relish her great success in writing, selling books and her numerous speaking engagements. Thankfully, she has been a great mentor to me and was instrumental in helping me to get my first two books out and on the market.
Bobby Cochran performing with Steppenwolf in 1975. I took this at the show.
One of the more interesting friendship stories is that of guitarist Bobby Cochran. I became friends with the former Steppenwolf guitarist when he joined and played lead guitar for Antsy for many years. I actually roomed with Bobby a couple of times on the road and we have taken many trips together and talked about everything…music, religion, politics. Funny thing about Bobby is that I saw him perform with Steppenwolf in 1975 (see the photo). Who’d have thought that 25 years later we would be friends and traveling together.
Enjoying time with guitarist Bobby Cochran in Bardstown, KY around 2012
I also count myself fortunate to be friends with a number of other very talented musicians that I was introduced to through Antsy McClain. These would include guitarists, multi-instrumentalists and others.
Over the past 2 to 3 years, I have become very engaged in photography. It has always been a passion of mine, but with a nicer camera and a lovely park with a lake nearby, it has become a daily activity. Jacobson Park is nearby and has a large lake and lots of wildlife and lots of beauty. I visit almost daily and practice my art of photography there whether it be on birds, plants or nature such as sunrises and sunsets. Through this activity I’ve also developed friendships with other photographers and these too are unique and fun friendships. We talk about birds and we talk about other things. A couple of these photographers were Vietnam vets and we talk about their time in the service. I have learned about a couple of their families and their family life as they have about mine. It is nice to have these friends and some of them I see almost on a daily basis.
Of course, I would be remiss if I neglected to add some comment about a couple of my neighbors. Mike Lemaster has been next door to us for nearly 20 years. He and Lauren have become good friends and we have watched each other’s children grow up and watched grandkids come along. Next door to him is another amazing neighbor in Steve Ward. He and his wife Chris are overly generous and always giving.
Both of these neighbors have always been gracious with their time and provide advice. We have had cookouts together and other fun activities. Mike keeps an immaculate yard and that is the only thing he does to make me feel bad! As for Steve, there have been numerous instances where he has come over to help, without being asked. He is the kind of neighbor everybody dreams about having…except for us…it is a reality.
I have been blessed to have many many other friends from all walks of life. Many of you who I count as my friends will read this and likely wonder where you are. You are in my mind, but not enough space to add any more. I am grateful for all of my many friends. My life is truly rich and blessed with friendships. Way more than I am truly worthy of. Thanks to ALL of you!!
In eleven short days I turn 60. My how time has flown in this wonderful life of mine.
But I have not had much time to reflect on this. About a year ago I had set a goal to write 365 things I was grateful for…blessings in my life. I even created a spreadsheet to try to stay organized. I didn’t get very far…life throws us for some loops.
Since my last birthday in October 2015, I have been on a roller coast ride with my hands high up in the air enjoying the ride of life. I have experienced many ups and downs and there have been many things that have taken time out of my “blogging” life.
Teaching Japanese at Berea College in spring 2016
In February of this year I had a sudden opportunity to teach Japanese at Berea College in Berea, KY. It literally fell out of the sky and was a great blessing in many ways. But, by May, it was gone. It was temporary. But it was fun!
Then, once again, in August I began another teaching gig. Once again, it may be temporary, but I am teaching Japanese at the University of Kentucky. It is rewarding in many ways, but also takes a toll on my time. My passions have suffered – little time for blogging, few opportunities to go watch herons at Jacobson Park, fewer chances for photography (an my Nikon camera died as well…so I am stuck with just my iPhone for now)
Japanese Professor at UK
But, I am grateful. I am alive and doing fine. I am earning money doing something I am passionate about. I love to teach and I love the Japanese language. I am also getting exercise as I walk daily on campus. This is good.
Along with the ups and downs, the heavens have opened up other opportunities and I have been blessed to get some traveling in. Early in the year we had hopes for a big family gathering in Utah…all of the grandkidz and children. A big roadtrip. But, things fizzled as schedules and finances and other things threw obstacles in the way. It was a real downer for me.
My office space at UK
But God is kind. He poured out a blessing from heaven with the Japanese teaching position at UK and my heart is full. Our short biking trips with Julianne and Marissa and Julianne’s sister Laura have filled that travel urge. I am still getting photos. I am squeezing time in when I can (the gig at UK takes up nearly 40 hours a week with three classes four times a week and 75 students.
In many ways I am finally fulfilling a dream. I went to college in the 1980s with hopes of teaching. Now I am finally doing it as I approach 60. Its a blessing.
I can even take my “photo art” concept pics at the school and elsewhere. Life is awesome, but its getting better!!
In a few days I will hit a milestone. I am grateful to have made it this far. I hope I can catch up on my 365 days of Gratitude posts. I have so many more things to be grateful for and I want to express them. I’ll work on it.
UK Logo…I walk over this daily on my way to class
I do get chances to get out. Got these sunflowers east of Lexington
Saw an Egret at Jacobson Lake (actually saw 12 of them!)
Played with concept pictures from my iPhone – this is the Kentucky Theater
Staring down a wildcat
Patterson Hall is where I teach my classes at UK. Saw a nice sky and sunrise the other day
My passport photo for my LDS Mission, taken in February 1976
There are some events in one’s life that are turning points…big decisions that impact the remainder of one’s life. Today I celebrate the 40th Anniversary of one of those events. It was 40 years ago today that I entered the Language Training Mission (LTM) in Provo, Utah to learn Japanese and prepare to serve as an LDS Missionary in the Japan Nagoya Mission. This singular event would literally have a myriad impacts on the direction of my life, the life of my wife and of my children.
Prior to this event only three real others were as momentous…my mother taking me away from my father and moving to New Mexico (something that I had no control over but had a massive impact on my life), my decision to convert to the LDS Church in 1975 (and thus be asked to leave the house at age 17 as a result) and then the actual decision to serve versus the decision to take what would have been a high paying job in 1975.
Speaking at my Missionary Farewell in Murray, UT – Feb. 8, 1976
Pondering life’s choices as a young missionary
With each decision made at a crossroads in life (or a fork in the road of life if you prefer), a whole string of consequences unseen is set in motion (until the next crossroad, which then again leads to another set of unforeseen life events). But this mission to serve the Lord in Japan (not to mention all of the service to the Japanese people) had a profound impact on my life, my testimony, friends I have made and, ultimately my career choices. And, as I approach my 60th of year of life, I can look back and consider all of the things that WOULD NOT have occurred in my life had I not made that one decision. Honestly, I am awestruck.
Over the course of my mission I wrote over 1000 pages of journal entries and dozens of letters home to family and friends.
So, on February 12, 1976 I was taken to Provo and it began. I wrote on Page 1 of the first of my many journals about this event:
“Today was my first day. It was really great. We had many inspiring talks and learned much about the mission and mission fields. Elder Stewart Simons from Cyprus High and Elder Marc White from Murray were my fist companions. Elder Marc and I went to school together, so its a real blessing. Its been a tough, long, hot day, but a very meaningful one.I’m so grateful to serve the Lord.”
My two LTM Companions as they looked in 1976. This was scanned from my Missionary Journal.
Hanging with Elder White and Elder Simons at the Provo Temple on Feb. 18, 1976
I learned from both Elder Simons and Elder White. It was nice to have one of them as someone I knew. I was a stranger in a strange land. Later on in Japan, Elder White became my zone leader and we grew very close. We have stayed in touch casually over the years. He was a real blessing to me.
Our LTM Group in Provo, UT (L-R: Sister ?, Elder Bartholomew, Elder Bateman, Elder White, Elder Call, Elder Hadley, Elder Simons, Sister Hawley and me)
I was one of many in the group to enter the LTM that day. The LTM was in an old Catholic School in Provo that the Church had purchased. This was before the days of the Missionary Training Center (MTC) and just shortly after the days of the Japanese LTM being in Hawaii.
In my District I had four other Elders including Elder Bartholomew from Rancho Palace Verdes, CA; Elder Bateman from Edmonton, AB; Elder Hadley from Sandy, UT (who I am still in contact with after all these years); and Elder Call from Heber City, UT. (see the photo above)
On February 14, 1976 I wrote: “I am so happy that I’m here at this time to be able to work together with other elders and learn Japanese and the Gospel of our loving Father. The LTM is really an experience with 20 elders to a room, two districts to a room. I am really learning to love other elders. Especially those in my district and especially Elder White and Elder Simons. I’ve learned many new phrases and words. Today we learned our testimony and a simple prayer. I’m trying to memorize it, but its hard. I do have my testimony memorized. I am praying muchly now so that I may be closer to the Lord.”
Being welcomed at Nagoya Airport by the Mission President Satoru Sato and his wife, along with some other Nagoya Elders already serving. April 14, 1976
Boarding a train in Nagoya to head to my first branch in Kanazawa
I could go on and on about the experience in the LTM. It was a learning experience in so many ways. But, eventually it was over and on April 13, 1976 we all left for Nagoya, Japan. I had never been on a 747 and never flown overseas. (I’ll actually write more about this on my Countdown Day #173).
During my missionary days I served in the Japan Sea side towns of Kanazawa, Fukui and Takaoka, as well as in Ogaki (near Gifu – where my daughter Amaree served part of her mission in 2001 and 2002), Nagoya and the lovely town of Fuji City at the base of Mt. Fuji.
I met an extraordinary number of wonderful Japanese Latter-day Saints and myriads of other lovely Japanese people. I learned about Buddhism and Shintoism. I learned and excelled at the language. It was a wonderful experience.
Accompanying a blind investigator on a train. Like today, I almost always had a camera with me.
Following are a few more photos from my mission. I have hundreds. My first “selfie” is also included. My mission was a blessing in my life in so many years. I am humbled and grateful to be celebrating the 40th Anniversary of beginning this amazing adventure and am really touched by all of the sweet memories flowing through my mind as I reflect back.
A few years ago we had a Missionary Reunion in Salt Lake City and I was able to catch up with many of those with whom I served during my two years from 1976-78. It was wonderful to catch up with them and see where their lives had taken them. Some have been very successful, others not so much. Some of those with whom I served have gone inactive or even left the LDS Church. These things happen. But, I cherish the friendships and, even today, stay in touch with many of these former missionaries (Thank you Facebook!!), even those that are no longer associated with the church. A mission does amazing things to one’s life.
Always writing and pondering. Ogaki, Japan 1977
My first companion in the field, Elder Fullmer from Utah. This was in Kanazawa in April 1976 (Dig those 70’s era neckties!!)
Riding a train – an almost daily occurrence in Japan
My fist selfie! Took this in the mirror at a barber shop after the bird landed on my shoulder.
Fooling around with the Ogaki Elders in 1977
With Elders and some members in Takaoka, Japan in the winter of 1976
Lazing in bed on a cold morning (we had no heaters – just oil stoves that had to be turned off at night). This was in Fuji City in January 1978
On top of Mt. Fuji, April 1978, just before I left for home.
Street “Dendo” (Proselyting) in Ogaki, Japan in 1977. I wrote all of the Japanese on the poster while dressed in the Yukata
With companion Elder Lee Richan. We had become very close friends over the years. He passed away a couple of years ago (2013)
The busy Mormon Missionary on a hot summer day in Japan in 1977
(Editor’s Note: As I approach age 60, I am “Counting My Many Blessings” by doing a daily countdown from 365. These are in no particular order, but, as you will see in days following, there is a method to the madness.)
Ticket and Program for Wicked
Over the Thanksgiving weekend Julianne and I, along with Marissa and Adam, were blessed with the opportunity to go to Louisville and enjoy the spectacle of the traveling Broadway performance of “Wicked: The Untold Story of the Witches of Oz” which included parts performed by Julianne’s cousin Tregoney Shepherd.
I count this as one of my blessings as it is EXTREMELY rare for us to go to a Broadway production of this caliber…even if it is a National Tour production of one. Tickets are pricey and getting there, etc., can be a hassle.
But we had to go to this one. First of all, Julianne’s cousin was in it. Tregoney is a Broadway actress and performer, an acting and voice coach and an all around fun person!
Julianne and I with Tregoney Shepherd on the Wicked stage after the performance
Tregoney Shepherd as Madame Thenardier in Broadway production of Les Miserables
We were blessed to see her a few years ago when she came to Louisville in the National Tour of “Les Miserables,” where she played Madame Thenardier. That too was an amazing performance.
More recently Tregoney was in the National Tour of “Mary Poppins” and has been in “Wicked” for the past few months.
(L to R) Blake Segal, Tregoney Shepherd, Rachel Wallace, Michael Dean Morgan and Elizabeth Broadhurst in “Mary Poppins” Photo: Deen Van Meer
Another photo of Tregoney in Les Miz (photo courtesy tregoneyshepherd.com)
One of the Wicked trucks that carries all of the stage equipment
This post is not as much about Tregoney (though she DOES deserve one of her own…she is a real gem honestly), as it is about the AMAZING musical “Wicked.”
A stage scene from Wicked of the witches Glinda and Elphaba (photo from Louisville Courier-Journal)
The musical is told from the perspective of the witches of the Land of Oz; its plot begins before and continues after Dorothy’s arrival in Oz from Kansas and includes several references to the 1939 film and Baum’s novel. Wicked tells the story of two unlikely friends, Elphaba (the Wicked Witch of the West) and Glinda, who struggle through opposing personalities and viewpoints, rivalry over the same love-interest, reactions to the Wizard’s corrupt government, and, ultimately, Elphaba’s public fall from grace.
Wicked Stage Scene (photo: Stock Promo photo from Kentucky Center)
Seting at Wicked…5th row, with Julianne, Marissa and Adam
Like any Broadway production, the stage is spectacular and the costumes are phenomenal. And, of course, the acting and singing are as good as it comes. Thanks to Tregoney, we were able to land some great seats…5th row. We could almost touch the actors on stage.
The house was packed on this Saturday matinee version of the performance. The venue is a great place to watch a huge production like this…no matter where you sat. But our seats were fantastic.
Sumoflam with the stage behind him… a giant dragon that has glowing red eyes and breathes smoke. The curtain is a map of Oz and the Emerald City.
Scene from Wicked…Elphaba above the cast. Amazing (photo from a promo site about Wicked)
Everything about the musical really made it worth the trip and the price of the tickets. The props were very realistic. One of the walls in one of the scenes was covered with vines. It all looked so real (and, after our private backstage tour with Tregoney, we could see that they WERE real!!). The show had some great scenes, but one of my favorites was of Elphaba flying high above the cast. The lighting was like a burst of light coming from her. It was classic! Fortunately, I found a photo on the web from a promotional site that shows the scene (photos were strictly forbidden during the performance and even on the back stage tour).
Julianne and David in front of the Wizard of Oz prop from Wicked. This is the only prop allowed for photos.
After the performance, we were fortunate to get a backstage tour with Tregoney. Honestly, this was almost as amazing as the performance. We didn’t get to meet any of the actors, but we did get a unique look at all of the props, the stage floor and a close up look-see-feel of the costumes, all of which were obviously handmade and intricate. As noted, photos were not allowed. Everything…the props, the costumes and even the makeup is copyrighted.
Tregoney explained that the green make-up used on Elphaba is all trademarked. She may not leave the stage area with that make up on and close up photos of her are not allowed.
Alyssa Fox and Carrie St. Louis Photo by Joan Marcus 2015
We learned how the actors make their quick changes for scenes. We saw the intricate and custom designed stage flooring that is carried from venue to venue. It contains holes for the smoke and vents for fans to blow wind out for flowing hair and robes.
Glinda’s dress, as seen on the right, actually has a carabiner sewn into it to keep her attached to the floating props. These costumes are all very heavy and appear to be not too comfortable. But, they are truly elaborate. Seen up close you can see that no expense was spared. The audience doesn’t see the complexity, but up close it is really amazing (sorry, running out of adjectives).
Stage shot with Tregoney, Julianne, Marissa and Adam
Overall, this was a wonderful experience for us and we are so appreciative of Tregoney who took the time to visit us on Thanksgiving Day and then to bless us with a feast for our eyes in Louisville.
Opportunities to enjoy the arts are a blessing. The creativity of people is inspiring whether it be musicians, writers, actors or even set and costume designers.
I count it a blessing to be able to participate in opportunities like this.
And a final word…Wicked ends in Louisville on December 6. But it will be in St. Louis and Kansas City in the near future. There will be shows in California, Dallas and Houston coming later in 2016 as well.
Today is Super Pi Day, a spin off of Pi Day. Pi Day is typically celebrated on 3/14 at 1:59, but this year is special as it is celebrated on 3/14/15 at 9:26:53. Super Pi Day only happens once every hundred years.
Many celebrate the day by eating and making pies. Some even make them in the shape of the Greek character Pi, as shown above. This has become traditional in many places around the world!
I Was There to celebrate Pi Day today at 9:26:53 AM
There is most certainly a geeky, novelty loving side of me, so I looked for a good digital clock for my iPhone and downloaded it so I could catch the moment down to the second. Unfortunately, the digital clock did not show the year, but, rest assured it is 2015!! And, I am cheap gee as well…I bought the free version of the app, which does not include the weather, so it says 00 for the temperature. HA!
Einstein’s Birthday is on Pi Day
Finally, I should note that Einstein’s birthday is March 14, so one of the world’s most amazing mathematicians was born on Pi Day.
Pi Day Simpsons
And for a final fun piece of trivia, check out the post on my favorite travel site Roadside America about the monument in Portland, OR with the wrong value of Pi engraved for the world to chuckle at….
Have a happy Pi Day…if you missed the exact time, set your digital clock on 12 hour clock, rather than military time (which is what I use), and you can celebrate again tonight at 9:26:53 PM…will be the second time in 100 years you can celebrate!!
There are THREE Friday the 13ths this year that we can be lucky on…the first one is today, the next one is in March and the last one is in November. Here are 13 things I count myself Lucky for on this February 13, 2015:
Number 1 – Wonderful Wife
My Wonderful Wife of over 35 years
I most certainly Married Up!
Number 2 – Great Family/Children
My Wonderful Family – 1993
My Wonderful Family – 2012
Number 3 – Grandkids (of course!)
Number 4 – My Siblings
My Siblings – ca 1972
Number 5 – My Cleveland Family
My family in Cleveland – ca 2001
Number 6 – My Wonderful Cousins
My wonderful cousins…here I am with my cousin Lewis from Texas
My first real dream job – being a tour guide in Flagstaff in 1983
In the early 1980s I was a tour guide for a company called Nava-Hopi Tours in Flagstaff, Arizona. I was blessed with the opportunity to take hundreds of people all over northern Arizona to places like Monument Valley, the Navajo and Hopi Reservations, Sedona and a number of national parks and monuments. (more about this on my Less Beaten Paths Blog in a #TBT special post)
In 1983 I had a writer named Lea Lundberg from Arizona Living Magazine take a tour with us and she wrote a nice 2 page spread about it, including a number of quotes from me. Following is a Flipbook with the actual article from July 1983. (Note that I am using a demo version of Flipbook Software, so there will be an obnoxious ad in the middle…)
David in a National Ad Campaign for Asahi Solar in Japan, ca 1992
As 2015 has already come on strong, I already have plans in the works for new blog posts and, honestly, I can’t wait, so I thought I would pop in a little teaser of what to expect over the next few weeks:
Cartoon from Oita Godo Shinbun (Oita Daily News – Japan)
The #TBT (Throwback Thursday) movement is getting bigger and I have already boarded that train on my Less Beaten Paths Travel Blog as I look back at old travel journal entries that are now going to be integrated into the blog. For this particular blog in 2015 my #TBT Theme will be “Sumoflam in the Media” and I will resurrect magazine articles, newspaper articles, television shows and commercials that I have been in over the years.
Cover article for the Asahi Solar Magazine – Me with Hopi Indians, providing a Solar Water Heater to them in 1990.
In this I will include my short-lived TV documentaries from Japan, translated versions of my newspaper column while living in Japan, more recent publications in American Magazines and Newspapers. And, there may be a few other fun surprises. Watch for these every Thursday (or at least every other Thursday).
A TV Food Competition Primer
I have become an avid viewer of great Food Competition programming on television, including Food Network shows such as “Chopped,” “Cutthroat Kitchen,” “The Great Food Truck Race,” “Guy’s Grocery Games,” and more. While listening to judges, I have learned all sorts of interesting things from cooking styles, food names and, most interestingly, terminology such as “flavor profile” and others. I will introduce you to some of these and try to explain them away. Appearance and taste aren’t the only winning things with these shows as many culinary experts are becoming TV stars. I’ll introduce some of them as well.
Scampering with squirrels – a Photo-Essay
Over the last couple of years I have become enamored with squirrels! Through all of my wildlife photography, I have captured some great squirrel shots. At the same time, as I look out by back deck door I have thoroughly enjoyed the amazing shows that squirrels present including their leaping, their frolicking with others and their foraging. My fascination is seemingly endless.
How to be “Awesome, but getting better”
Life is Awesome but only getting better 40 years after graduating high school
I have become known for replying “I’m awesome, but getting better” when asked how I’m doing. I am a firm believer in trying to take a positive vent on things and be resilient.
Life may be hard, but the attitude one takes can really be life changing. I enjoy every day of life despite the stresses, challenges and obstacles thrown at me. I hope to share some of this positivity in an upcoming blog post.
The Joys of Being a Grandparent
David (Grampz) with all 9 grandchildren on Christmas Day 2012
My nickname is “Grampz” to my Grandkidz. We are all hip…we use the letter Z at the end.
I never dreamed of having 9 (and maybe more) grandchildren.
I may have been an OK parent, but I like to believe I am a Helluva grandparent!