Familes are Forever

Familes are Forever

Sunday, December 30, 2012

WWFD: West Webster Fire Department LODD 12/24/12

THE WEBSTER FALLEN
 by Steven Olivo.

‘Twas the day before Christmas, around 5:58,
When two heroes appeared at the Heavenly gates
Their badges were crosses, their uniforms blue,
How they had got there, they hadn’t a clue.

“A moment ago we were fighting a fire,
To save a neighbor’s house, maybe something more dire
Is this some kind of dream? Or is it a ruse?
There are lives at stake here, there’s no time to lose!”

When what to their wondering eyes should appear,
But an old Roman officer, his voice rang out clear,
“I am Florian, patron to all of your calling,
I am sorry to say you are two of its fallen.

Like the Three Forty Three, like the Charleston Nine
And the Hackensack Six, you have died in the line
Of duty. You were racing to put out a blaze,
But someone who hated the world and its ways

Had decided he wanted to win some cheap fame
By setting a trap, killing whoever came.
Do not be too sad, for though you have died
Today you won your place here in Heaven most high.”

The heroes’ jaws dropped, they could scarce take it in
They had so many questions, where should they begin?
“Do not fear, fallen heroes,” said the saint with a bow
God will see to the care of your families now.

Though the world appears lost, His way is still true,
And it will not be long till this world is renewed.
Come now and behold Him who loved you the most .”
The heroe
s saluted and followed their host.

But they heard him call out as they entered the light,
“Be strong, true believers, and keep up the fight!”



A father of three, Mike's son Nick lost his two best friends that day. Two little girls with out a daddy. He also was the Lieutenant and Information specialist for the Webster Police Dept.
He won fireman of the year 2 weeks ago.

I hope that Nick will keep on going.
That he will be the man he dreamed of being before this night

Tomasz you can see the flame, courage, and goodness just by looking at him.
He worked through their explorer program and graduated just a year ago.
He also worked as a 911 dispatcher.
 He wanted to help people.
He was just 19 years old.
 Gone to soon.

Here is a link to a memorial to them to "The Firefighter Song" by Paul Cummings.


Four Firemen reported that fateful morning. Joseph Hofstetter and Ted Scardino survived and are still recovering at a local hospital. These two men showed extreme bravery and calmness under fire. They could have panicked, but they stayed calm and kept dispatch and first responders informed of their injuries and that of their fallen comrades and that of the homes that were still burning. Also an off duty Greece policman John Ritter was hit by shrapnel. In all 7 homes were lost but due to their bravery their was no more loss of life. The link below is the radio communications. It shows their extreme bravery but is also very hard to listen to so please listen at your own risk. Thank You and God Bless you brave men.
"Brother hang tight"


"We wish to thank the community, and the nation for the heartwarming response to Monday’s tragic incident. We deeply appreciate your compassion and support as we focus on recovering from our physical wounds. We are humbled and a bit overwhelmed by the outpouring of well wishes for us and our families. We are in good hands and want everyone to know that even though we are able to accept only close ...family visitors, we are so very grateful for your prayers. Like so many others, our thoughts and prayers are with the families of Michael Chiapperini and Tomasz Kaczowka, and with those who lost their homes. Please consider directing any acts of kindness toward others in the community who also need your compassion during this holiday season.” -Ted Scardino and Joseph Hofstetter

 Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
John 15:13

I have always had a sense of pride being a Fireman's wife, however this Christmas Eve morning my heart felt like it was shattered to pieces. Who could do such an awful thing? I will not give him the fame he wanted, his name will not be mentioned here. This is for the hero's, of that morning and the ones who continue to put on their gear and answer the call. My arms ache to be so far away, I just want to hold their families in my arms and say "We are here for you, this brother and sisterhood let us mourn with you, you are not alone" I have been amazed at the wonderful stories that have come from this event. Food and rooms provided for the first responders who want to pay their respects. Stories of meals being paid by strangers, what an awesome thing. And though I am far away there is one thing I can do. Tie a red ribbon around a tree in memory of our fallen brothers. And though those driving through my neighborhood may not know what it means, it means something to me. And if they ask me I will tell them of the four brave men on Christmas Eve and the two who didn't come home.

I have been seeing the twitter hash tag #WWFD. West Webster Fire Department.
I also like to think of it as What Would Fireman Do?
They keep going, they answer the call, not knowing what they are walking into, but willing to walk there into someones hell to be the answer to the call to that person they are an Angel.
This goes for all first responders, police, fire, ems and dispatch.
They work as one for the greater good
And though it might scare the crap out of me these next few calls
I will not stop him,
for I know that is where he is needed.
And I will stand strong.
I am a Fireman's Wife.

Dearest Children

My Dearest Children,

I want to tell you about a little girl named Emilie Parker.
Emilie Parker taken off of her Facebook memorial page
* She was beautiful. She was blond.She was always smiling. She never missed an opportunity to draw a picture or make a card for those she around her. The world is a better place because Emilie was in it. She loved daisies and the color pink, she especially loved pink daisies. Emilie was six years old, she loved her family and loved to help people.

Taken off of Emilie Parker's facebook memorial page
She was a first grader at Sandy Hook Elementary. One day not long before Christmas, Emilie and her classmates started the day. They did not know that a bad man would come. This person killed Emilie and 19 of her friends. And six Adults who tried to protect them. There is no answers to why, but hearts broke around the nation on that December day. As a mommy and daddy you will learn that as much as you love your children and as much as your daddy and mommy love you that sometimes we cannot protect you. It is part of our free agency we were given when we chose to come to earth. And sometimes people chose to use their free to make wrong decisions, and as much as it hurts we must have faith, that Heavenly Father has a plan for us. And that he has angels all around us, some that we can see and some that we can't to help us on this journey called life. Jesus loves you and each and every person on Earth. And as we grow older you may notice that more bad things happen, and that life is not always happy. But after each sorrowful event I want you to notice the love that pours out to the community or state.

Pink Ribbons for Emilie at my work
 I want you to remember that God is love, and as long as we allow Him in our lives and have faith in Him, he will never give us more than we can handle. Lean on Him and those around you and He will carry you through anything. Prayer may not always be allowed in our schools, but no one can keep you from having a prayer in your heart. And as long as you carry a prayer in your heart then He will be with you in school. I wish that I could keep you innocent forever, and shield you from the bad of the world but as you grow and become adults the world becomes a bigger place than just our home or your school. The world will be yours and the choices you make will effect everyone. So my wish for your would be to become a person that you are proud to be, a person people look to for comfort, a person people can trust. A person who loves his fellow man. Love one another as Jesus loves you. And if I could teach you anything else it would to be a forgiving person. As Emilie's Father stated, He expressed no animosity, said he was not mad and offered sympathy for family of the man who killed 26 people and himself. What an amazing person, to forgive the man who took his daughter, but he knows that he will be judged the way we judge others and we all can use forgiveness.


Christmas in Heaven 2012
 
 
Twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate.
their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.

They were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say.
they remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"this is heaven." declared a small boy. "we're spending Christmas at God's house."
 
When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their Savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
 
And in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
those children all flew into the arms of their King
and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
 
And as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe
 
Then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"
"may this country be delivered from the hands of fools"
"I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
 
Then He and the children stood up without a sound.
"come now my children, let me show you around."
excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
all displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
 
And I heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."

Written by Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, PA


Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
John 15:13

Picture and Poem found on Sandy Hook Facebook memorial page.
*Excerpts from Robbie Parker, father of Emilie Parker.
 
May we always remember and never forget, the names of these babies and the teachers who died protecting them at Sandy Hook Elementary in Newton Connecticut. December 14, 2012 

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

In Memory: 343 FDNY


We Shall Never Forget (9-11 Tribute)

Let the world always remember,
That fateful day in September,
And the ones who answered duties call,
Should be remembered by us all.


Who left the comfort of their home,
To face perils as yet unknown,
An embodiment of goodness on a day,
When men's hearts had gone astray.


Sons and daughters like me and you,
Who never questioned what they had to do,
Who by example, were a source of hope,
And strength to others who could not cope.


Heroes that would not turn their back,
With determination that would not crack,
Who bound together in their ranks,
And asking not a word of thanks.

 
Men who bravely gave their lives,
Whose orphaned kids and widowed wives,
Can proudly look back on their dad,
Who gave this country all they had.


Actions taken without regret,
Heroisms we shall never forget,
The ones who paid the ultimate price,
Let's never forget their sacrifice.


And never forget the ones no longer here,
Who fought for the freedoms we all hold dear,
And may their memory never wane,
Lest their sacrifices be in vain.


Alan W. Jankowski 

Friday, August 24, 2012

The Story of Us: Top tier of the Wedding Cake


Usually the top tier of the wedding cake is saved for the 1st Anniversary.

We decided to eat ours on our first month anniversary, didn't want frost bite.

I took it out of the freezer the night before, excited for the next evening.

Of course the next evening we had our first "big fight", I don't remember what it was about. All I remember is we went to bed angry with each other. Backs toward each other, me silently crying and Alex breathing hard in frustration. Neither of this was able to fall asleep. After about a half hour of silence. The following happened.

Me: ENOUGH OF THIS! FOLLOW ME!

Alex didn't say a word but followed me to the kitchen. I reached into the silverware drawer and pulled out this.

His eyes grew big
Me: (while shaking knife) THAT IS IT! WE ARE GOING TO DO THIS AND DO IT NOW!!!
 
Alex: Um.....do what?
 
Me:  (still shaking knife) CUT THE CAKE AND ENJOY IT!!!
 
He started to laugh hysterically, which sent me into tears. (I blame it now on the pregnancy hormones but we didn't know I was pregnant at the time)

Cause while I thought that I was ending our argument with a peace offering of our wedding cake this is what he saw:

He thought I had lost my mind and was going to kill him, which brought me to more tears. I stormed off to bed and he followed trying to apologize. Trying to talk me to come back to the kitchen to eat the cake.
Lets just say that never happened and unfortunately I was to stubborn the next few days to even consider it. And by the time I was ready the cake was no longer good.
We both laugh about it now, I hope it is a story our children will enjoy hearing, the day mommy almost killed daddy. 






Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Wordless Wednesday: Grandpa Tolman



Clarence Devan Tolman
Married
Mary Madeline Gingell
29, July 1949
in the Logan LDS Temple

He is survived by his 86 year old wife Mary.
8 Children
Devan, Dallas, Nancy, Ella, Del, Dean, Darwin, and Mary
He has 33grand kids and over 80 great grand and 1 great great granddaughter
He is joined in heaven with his granddaughter Alyson (8)
and greeted his great grandson Heath (2)
He also greeted he son in law Aaron at his passing.
Can't believe that it will be nine years since I saw your smile, felt your hugs and heard you sing my name. It is even harder to believe that you haven't met my husband or held my children in this life.
Thank you for your constant care, I love you.
Tracie Fern


Monday, August 13, 2012

My new nieces!!!!

Jonathan & Stephanie: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!: Relaxing after her first bath Alice Cherie Turner Born: August 12, 2012 Time: 4:02 am Place: McKay Dee Hospital, Ogden Utah Wei...

Here is a link to my newest niece baby Alice! She is so adorable!!!! I love being an Aunt!!!!!
My Brother and his wife also had a baby girl in July, her name is Madalyn but have asked that no pictures be shared. She is very beautiful though with thick dark hair....

I don't have any nephews on my side only nieces so we are still waiting (ahem) on them to get busy. You would think with 9 grand kids there would be more than just my two boys.

On Alex side though I have lots of both. Being an Aunt is one of the best things in the whole world. I just love them all so much!!!!

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Worst Mom EVER!!!! Lydia's sheep ride

My dad is having trouble getting the video sent so I will tell the story and the video once we get it figured out.

I talked Lydia (and Alex to let her) into riding a sheep. I thought she would have fun. I remember doing it as a kid. I should have remembered she is my accident prone child.  She was excited. Until we got in line for her age group. Alex was at work so it was up to me to get her on the sheep and my parents took video and watched the other kids. Her friend Brogan was scheduled to ride before her but at the last moment he decided not to ride.
Just waiting in line

Lydia watching Brogan decide not to ride
So I helped her climb the gate and onto the sheep. She was VERY nervous. She also didn't want to lay down on the sheep because it had burrs in the wool. The gate operator and I showed her the burrs wouldn't bother her and how she need to hold the sheep with both hands tight around its neck and to squeeze her knees into its sides to help her stay on. She turned and looked at me just as they opened the gate and said Mom I am scared. I said to her Lydia the gate it open hold on tight it will be so fun I promise!!!
I could barely see her ride because of the crowd by the starting gates, I worked my way over to the arena entrance so I could pick her up there. As I walked I could her the crowd cheering with excitement. The other kids had fell of right out of the gate but by the way they were cheering I knew she was having a good ride. Then I hear them gasp.  Oh dear. I made it through the gate in time to see the rodeo helper pick her up from the middle of the sheep herd. She was crying and had lost a shoe. I meet them half way and carried her out onto the lawn. As I set her down I realized that she was bleeding from her mouth and that it had knocked some teeth loose. She said the sheep stepped on her face. I felt so guilty. I talked her into it. I told her it would be fun.

We made our way over to my brother Ben at the fire truck to have him give her lip a quick look and some gauze. Everyone told her what a great job she did. Alex showed up and looked at her lip too. Since the loose teeth were baby ones we thought she would be all right. This is why I didn't get pictures of the boys events. More mommy guilt. She didn't even place my guess is though she was in the top 5. Alex's fire buddies said they where so mad that she didn't place because she rode the best. And Brogan's dad (who also is on the department) wished he would have placed Brogan's helmet cam on Lydia to view the ride from her angle.

My family watching the rodeo
L to R: Alex, Lydia, Taylie, Austin, AJ
The next morning:


This is the little face I saw laying next to me when I woke up. She looked so miserable. More mommy guilt. Then she proceeds to tell me. I forgot to tell you that the sheep stepped on the my neck and hip. It hurts so bad I can't move my neck, the light hurts my eyes, my head hurts and I feel like I am going to throw up. (These are symptoms of a concussion or a brain bleed) Lets just say I had a mental mommy freak out.  I called her doctor and she got us in within the hour.
waiting in the room for the Doctor

I read her Alice in Wonderland with a British accent to try and cheer her up as we waited. She eventually asked me to turn the lights off and she laid down and asked me to finish the book.

It was decided that she would need xrays of her hips and a CT (Cat Scan) for her head and neck. Until we found out what the results were she was required to wear a soft c collar. She didn't like this one bit. I gave the Doctor my cell phone so she could call me with the results and she gave me hers so that if she got worse over the weekend I could give her a call.
waiting for tests
Thankfully nothing was seriously wrong, just a mild concussion and deep tissue bruising. Unfortunately she has to take it easy the rest of the summer and the pain will get worse before it gets better. She is happy not to be wearing the c collar, but very disappointed that she missed out on the bouncy houses at the fair on Saturday. More mommy guilt.

Alex has told me that none of our other children will be riding sheep. EVER. He said it is to expensive. When you add in all the doctor bills I guess he is right.

Have you ever pushed your kids to participate in something and then wish you hadn't?

Saturday, August 4, 2012

Country Fair Days: The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

I know I promised pictures but here is videos via my Dad.

Taylie at the Baby Contest (Queen division)
The Boys "barrel racing"
Lydia at the end of her Fun Run.

This is how Lydia's Sheep ride ended......
Once I get the video from my Dad you can see
what an awesome job she did....
until she fell.
Along with the whole story.

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Kids Fun K Run

Lydia has always loved running, she is very fast, and competitive. This Country fair days I asked if she wanted to be in the beauty contest (they draw the winner out of a hat) or compete in the fun run. She responded with "I want to do the fun run because I don't like that they draw names, I would win everytime if they did that"................Okay she might sound a little conceded but she just loves to play to an audience and is actually very good at the beauty walk and things, I promise she is really a sweet caring girl. Who would do anything for anyone.

So the kids fun run it was.
here she is before the race even in the pic she is posing

She was a little nervous because she has never run that far before, she did great, was a little out of breath and was disappointed that she didn't place in her age group but she did get an awesome prize in the drawing after. Before she went to bed last night she said she can't wait to do it again next year. But this time she wants to train for it, 2 miles a day, and she wants me to be her trainer. Um yeah.....never been a runner. So if anyone in SW who is a runner who wants the company of a sweet little 6 year old. Let me know.
before the race, she is in there, somewhere

After she completed the race, still all smiles.
Tonight is the Kid rodeo, she will riding a sheep, and the twins will be doing stick barrell racing and chasing a chicken. I will try to get better pictures and post them tomorrow along with Taylie in the Baby Contest which was on Saturday.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Wordless Wednesday

Alex in Russia his Sister just sent this picture yesterday we have never seen it before.

Saturday, July 21, 2012

You never know how strong you are

The world came crashing down around me or maybe I was falling unable to catch myself.
Family surrounded me to help cushion the blow...but the world kept turning.
I would watch people, laughing, going on with their lives.
What is wrong with them can't they see that the world isn't the same,
MY WORLD ISN'T THE SAME!
Everything I thought I knew had changed in an instant.
I have walked these halls, I know these smells, but never with such emotion.
Never with such fear of the unknown.

And once I hit the bottom the only way to go was up.
Never have I felt the power of prayer so strongly.
I never knew that I could actually feel the prayers of others
lifting me, guiding me, and giving me hope
To get up, to try, to build, to move forward
with a strength beyond my own.

The panic of the day seemed like it would never end.
But hours turned to days, and days into years.
And the wound continues to heal, some days forgotten
Some days so real.

It changed who I am
I am stronger than I know
It makes me a better person.
A better mom.
And a stronger wife.
It changed us, we are stronger for it.
We work for it.

One chess game at a time.
Each move strategic.
We rebuild, we over come.


"We learn by chess the habit of not being discouraged by present bad appearances in the state of our affairs, the habit of hoping for a favourable change, and that of persevering in search of resources."
Benjamin Franklin

"You never know how strong you are, until being strong is the only choice you have."
 Author Unknown

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Hearts of the Past: Gene Austin Greer: Military Service

Hearts of the Past: Gene Austin Greer: Military Service:        

In my Grandpa's handwriting about his military service. He rarely talked about it so this is precious to me, I have typed out a translation though at the bottom if you have trouble reading it.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Blue Ribbons and Flags

Saturday they laid to rest Officer Aaron Beesley.

His funeral was at my High school and was buried in the same cemetery as several of my family members.

Alex and I had talked with our children about what had happened to this hero, this police and fireman and as part of the fire community we wanted to show our support to his wife and children and fire family. Unfortunately Alex had to work and although my intentions to take the children were good but as some mornings go with four kids it didn't go as planned. I was disappointed but figured they would have some of it on the evening news.

My cousin's husband was baptized Saturday evening. I didn't know the way to the church so I followed my parents. I was so surprised to see blue ribbons lining the road. I realized that this road was the procession must have taken to the cemetery. It brought tears to my eyes, volunteers had walked the 14 mile procession route and tied blue ribbons on every tree, sign post, and light pole. I pointed them out to my children whose eyes excitedly looked for the next ribbon. Lydia was the only one old enough to understand the meaning of what we were seeing. And seemed as amazed as I did.

As we got closer to the city the cemetery was in American flags started dotting front lawns. And then they were every 3 to 4 feet on each side of the road, as far I could see. I found myself no longer able to point out ribbons to the children. Amazing doesn't even begin to describe the view. Business's signs honoring him. It was difficult to hold back the tears.

We turned before reaching the cemetery entrance. The baptism was beautiful, it was great to watch a person turn their life around and a family come together, and the opportunity for an Eternal family for my cousin and her children if they continue on this new path in their lives. There was a talk given how baptism is a representation of death and the resurrection. Laying down our sins and as we arise out of the water clean sinless. A visual representation of a symbolic promise of turning our life over to Christ and becoming whole in Him. Redeemed in Him.  And to watch his face as he came out of the water, the joy there was undeniable.

It got me thinking of when the resurrection will actually happen, the rejoining of body and spirit, husband and wife, parents and children. Because He conquered death, we will too. And how joyful that day will be.

I got lost trying to find the park where the dinner was to be served. I once again found myself on the road lined with flags and was less then a mile from the cemetery. I drove their and called my dad to get better directions. After I got off the phone the kids wanted to see Great Grandpa and Uncle Aaron's graves. Since we don't get that way often I obliged them.

As we walked I observed more blue ribbons and in a quiet corner the many floral arrangements for Office Beesley. Lydia, my sweet Lydia asked if we could leave something at his grave to say thank you. As we hadn't brought anything because this was a unscheduled trip. Then I looked to my Uncles grave. The four flags we placed there memorial day were still there and still looked new. Lydia asked if we could just take two of the flags over. I don't think my Uncle would mind, I think he would have wanted that. So we took  two flags and walked to the floral arrangements. I wish I had my camera with me, they were so beautiful, one from the UHP, one with a firetruck and boot, and many with the words of Father, Husband, Son, Friend, Hero. I sat with the kids and again talked to them about the sacrifice he made. And they thanked him in their own little words. It was so touching. They placed their little flags in the ground next to the flowers and headed back to the car. The children laughing and skipping across the lawn. I just watched them.

After finally finding our way to the park and having a nice BBQ we headed home down the same road, the flags were no longer there but blue ribbons still lined the street. I decided to follow them to the High school. Again the showing of support for this family overwhelmed me. Not just as a person but as the wife of someone who puts their life on the line.

 Lydia asked if they would do this for her Dad when he died and I told her I didn't know. I really didn't want her to know that this usually only happens when they die in the line of duty. Somethings she is just to young to know.

Sometimes I wish I didn't know, that sometimes life doesn't seem fair, that parents shouldn't have to bury their children, young children shouldn't have to bury their Daddy or Mommy. That things change, time goes on and people we love go to their Heavenly Home.....

All in all it was a beautifully sad and wonderfully happy day on so many levels.

Friday, July 6, 2012

Please look and listen!

Please take a minute to view the link below, a car pulled in front of the Ambulance and the passenger in her car died. Pulling over for EMS/POLICE/FIRE vehicles will only take a minute of your time, it could save a life, it might be yours.


http://www.ksl.com/index.php?nid=148&sid=21140398&title=ambulance-crashes-into-vehicle-1-dead&s_cid=featured-3

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

The Fireman in my life.....

Most people may not know but fireman and police officers usually have a 2nd or 3rd job to support their families, Because we live in a small community our Fire Department is made up of completely volunteer fireman as is roughly 70% of all fire departments. What does that mean? He wears a pager with him 24/7 and responds to calls when we are in town. He goes to trainings once a week for at least a two hour training and gets paid apx. seven dollars per meeting. For each call it is roughly 12 to 13 depending on their training. That is per call, not per hour. So if it is a 1/2 hour medical or a 12 hour grass fire he gets paid 12-13 dollars. Sometimes they will be compensated a little extra if the call is extremely long. If none of our fireman are in town we are lucky to have a bigger town that backs us up and transports our patients when needed.

They don't do it for the pay, the do it for the love of their community, they do it because they love to serve. Their families sacrifice them during important events, my husband has missed Birthday parties, baby blessings and special anniversary dinners. But that is okay with me, I signed up for this they day I married him. It is one of the things that I love most about him. Yes, I have finished many movies or shows by my self but I am so proud to be a fireman's wife.

They serve even when they are not on duty. My husband works driving a cement truck driver as his "day job" but even while doing his "day job" he never misses an opportunity to serve. Yesterday he witnessed a car clip the back of another causing the car that was clipped to roll 5 times. He pulled is cement truck over and rushed over to asses the people.

Fortunately for them everyone was wearing their seat belts and walked away with scratches. Below is the video he took as he was leaving once the Salt Lake department arrived and giving his eyewitness statement.


As much as he loves to serve, we would ask that this summer you play responsibly. Be sure to have adequate water source, clear all dry brush, and have a shovel handy when you light off your fireworks. If you live in an area with firework restrictions please follow them. Do not use illegal fireworks. If you don't know the restrictions in your area contact your local government.

Please take the time to wear your seat belts, they do save lives.

And if you choose to go hiking please know the trails and area, pack enough water and take essentials for if you are stranded for night. Tell someone where you are going. And have a buddy.

Remember, wildfires and rescues cost a lot of money, but they put peoples lives in danger.
Sadly this week we lost one of our UHP officers. He was assisting with a mountain rescue, gave up his seat in the helicopter for one of the teens they were sent to rescue and lost his footing and fell.
He also served as an Assistant Fire Chief for the Corrine Volunteer Fire Department.



Utah Hghway Patrol Trooper died doing what he loved, helping others
Officer/Asst Chief Beesley
He leaves behind a wife, a 7 year old son, and twin 4 year old boys.
Our hearts go out to all of his families, his personal, police, and fire families.
Officer Beasley, heaven has a special place waiting for you.

Please pray for our Fire and Police officers this dry fire season. And please pray for their families too.

Monday, July 2, 2012

I never thought I would hear.....

Lydia: Mom, I wish I was white like you, not tan like Daddy. I would give my kidney stone to be white.


Oh and since today was a rare day that I worked she made me lunch. I am such a lucky Mom.

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Looking Great at 88! Happy Birthday Grandpa!


Happy Birthday Grandpa! I am sorry we didn't make it to your party last week because of car trouble, but believe me we wanted to be there. We miss seeing you and the kids miss playing with you.

I remember the first time I met you, you and Jon where having a contest to see whose tongue was longer. I knew then that this would be a great family to be apart of. You and Grandma welcomed me into the family with open arms! And my kids still talk about wanting to go see you and play in your yard.

Thank You for being such a great example to my hubby growing up and to all us "in-laws" too who have made their way into this family. I am so glad that we will be together as a family unit with Christ comes again. Your testimony has helped mine grow emensly, as did Grandma's. We miss her so much. I miss being able to temple work for all those names she submitted.

Any ways, I hope you had a great 88th birthday, and that you will have many more to share!

Love,
Alex, Tracie, and the kids

Friday, June 22, 2012

Our Crappy Camping Adventure!

Remember or visit to East Canyon last year over 4th of July?

Well this year Alex's family reunion was to be at East Canyon. We prepared much better this year, we bought a bigger tent, another hammock with a bug cover just in case, and a prep tent that keeps the bugs out while you eat or prepare food.
Our camp site

Taylie has been potty trained and so I didn't think it was a problem having her where panties. Well she had her first accident in 2 weeks while we were there. It was a huge mess. Luckily my SIL had a pull up and we put here in that. She kept it dry the rest of the time.

My boys and Alex at the pool
We had an exhausting day of playing at the playground, unpacking, swimming, and roasting marshmallows. We stayed up late, very late and we were so exhausted. The kids fell right to sleep as did Alex and I.





Sometime in the night AJ decided he needed the bathroom....unable to wake Alex and I because of the events of the day he decided to stick his little bum out the tent door and relief himself. All over the tent, inside the tent, his PJ's and hands. He then proceeded to climb back into the sleeping bag with his twin brother. I awoke to the most awful smell.....I asked if someone had an accident to which they replied Tay was poopy. The diapers and wipes where in the car and it was almost morning so I decided to wait to change her. That and without my contacts I am as blind as a bat. Taylie wasn't poopy.

Come morning we discovered his "gift". He and his brother were covered from head to toe. The sleeping bags, extra blankets and warm clothes we brought them were all ruined. So I stripped them down and walked the quarter mile to the showers only to find they were closed for cleaning. I begged the lady to let me in. I was ready go home. While I showered the boys (Austin was so tired he walked into the shower with his underwear still on) Alex cleaned the tent the best he could and started their clothes and sleeping bags in the laundry machines. Thank goodness we were at a camping resort. It took all day to get the smell out. With help from Julia and Kolya who took febreeze and zipped tied the sprayer down and threw it into our tent.
Uncle Jon and Taylie

I am glad we stayed though we had fun with the nieces and nephews, swimming, napping, and cooking over the campfire.

My nephew Caide and I


Alex managing the fire
We only had a few burned marshmallows. Alex (my fireman) was in charge of the fire and kept it nice although he did teach the kids to start it using bug spray. After one of the twins tried it he decided that wasn't such a great idea.


Saturday we went on Jet Ski's. Never again in my life! I saw my life flash before my eyes! The kids (but AJ) loved it.

All in all it started out crappy but we ended up having a great time.
Lydia and Grandpa Turner
AJ and Grandpa Turner
Thanks to Jody and Tyler, and Jon and Steph for planning it and for My Mother in Law for providing fun toys for the kids. 
The Boys and Grandpa Turner