Erin Trauntvein at Dixie College

Erin Trauntvein wrote: i got accepted to this camp at Dixie College for girls only. We got to go to some of the classes that had to do with science, math, engineering and technology. It was a great time.

Yes I did have to apply.  I got accepted by filling out the scholarship and then I got another scholarship so I didn't have to pay cuz the camp costs $100. Gotta Love Me ;) 

It was science math engineering and technology. A lot of us applied but only a few of us got to go.

I' m at the Dixie College stem classes! Me and my roomate are hanging out in our dorm having so much fun but the girls next door keep knocking on our door. What should we do to them? Hmmmmm. . . Anyway thanks for the soda and treats mom!


Arbree Trauntvein I miss you baby girl....but so glad your having so much fun. I love you.

Barbara Anderson: Knock on theirs! Keep having fun!

Arbree Trauntvein: What grandma said...lol

David Trauntvein: Ur so cute 

December 26, 1981

The following is retyped from my poorly kept journal.

I have just finished reading, "President Kimball Speaks Out on Personal Journals," printed in the December 1980 "Ensign." I also read: "Will I Ever Forget This Day, Excerpts from the Diaries of Carol Lynn Pearson," editied by Elouise M. Bell.

I don't beleive it would be possible to read either the book or the article without deciding to keep a journal. So, once again, I am making a beginning.

Tomorrow I teach the lesson in Relief Society. I don't feel up to my usual pizazz. It is 3 a.m. and I am very tired and humble and worried. I need another four hours to be ready and I don't have them. The newspaper stacks were just left outside and snow is blowing against the windows. It will be cold tomorrow--or today--and I am weary.

Goodnight!

WONDERMENT-FAMILY/SUMMER‏

Helen wrote: What a summer filled with FAMILY, GOSPEL AND LOVE-- Thanks for letting me know  your comings/goings. WHAT WONDERMENT TIME FILLED WITH ALL ONE COULD WANT-- Tell everyone Hi and give them my love and regards.

SAFE JOURNEY--GO IN PEACE-- LOVE JUST ME/AUNTIE.

Myrna wrote: Did you want to be here? I was thinking that you were still not quite up to travel but you are always welcome here. ALWAYS!

Helen wrote: Hi, dearest ones: yes, yes, and yes--I would have loved to share some of your family reunion, and know it would be most enjoyable-  am still not traveling far at this time--- still have quite a numbness in the left side of my left foot from the back of the ankle to my toes-- the doctor said, on Monday for my followup-- the nerves were compressed with the fall and the pressure of the hematoma and fluid-- it is just going to take time for the nerves to repair and she said that is a slow  process-  am just grateful for the ability to do all I can do and still, hopefully, have my mental abilities in tact. Thank you for the invite and for being my family--what a WONDERMENT OF THE REUNION YOU HAVE ALL HAD!!! Be safe and go in peace. Love you all---HT/Auntie.

Time Away from Duty for Family

Myrna wrote: I have a problem. I am not going to be able to be to the temple for our Friday shift. I am over the special dressing room so I know that this creates a bind and make a problem for all involved.

It is our family reunion and every one of my children will be in and out at various times for that three-day event. However, I still planned to be to the temple. Then I found out that my grandson, the one who graduated from TimpView in May, will be giving his farewell concert at 4 p.m. on Friday in Provo, prior to his leaving the next morning for a two-week tour of Europe. (He is the one who just received his mission call to Samoa.)

I feel just terrible about this because I know we are about to leave our positions and that my not being there will create another hardship. I would have liked to have left office feeling that I had done my share but I continue to fall short. I took off in February for my daughter's surgery and now here I am asking again. I am so sorry.

Annette Morley wrote: Hi Myrna,

We will be able to cover for you--somehow it always works out. We all have to miss from time to time.  We will miss your cheery smile!

Love, Annette

Myrna wrote: Thanks! I will miss your smile. You always make the work we do seem so worthwhile. I have been praying that it would not be too difficult for any of you. A loaded initiatory and lots of people in the special dressing room would make it really difficult.

I called Cheryl Utley and she said that you would all work it out. She also reminded me that family is first and said that she had taken time off for her son's wedding. All of us, she said, have had to take time off to attend to family matters. 

Even knowing that, I think that I need to be concerned. I love you all.

July 4th Plans and Questions

Some of you are going to the parade in Provo on the 4th. There will be fireworks in Nephi, as usual, that evening. Quite a few of you will be staying here, either camping or in the house. We will have meals for those who are here on the 5th. The afternoon of the 5th, at 4 p.m. in Provo, Kyle will be giving a free going-away concert. He and Brandon leave the morning of the 6th. Who wants to go and who wants to stay in Nephi?

AnnMarie and family will come on the 6th. Julie will be here on the 5th after driving back from Idaho. Jim's baby sister is getting married.

Then beginning early on the morning of the 6th, we will have breakfast, go to the reserved ball park for fun and games, and go to the reserved pool for swimming. That will start at 7 p.m., the earliest that it can be rented. I reserved it for one hour but, if anyone thinks I should, I can add another hour or half hour. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!

Sunday is church, food, visiting together and doing whatever you all think would be fun. We are always open to ideas on that. We will have a fire pit fire for roasting marshmallows, etc. 

Two things I was hoping to have done, and do not and will not, is the pink bathroom retiling project and the new swing set. We have all the bathroom stuff but have not had time, with Dad's multiple surgeries, to get the work done. Maybe by next year. :) As for the swing set, we want to make a huge one like President Sutorius' but haven't purchased the pipe. Maybe by next year. (Wait, am I saying that a lot?)

One problem we have this year that we have never had before is chickens. Our neighbor, who lives where Merlene Collard lived, has chickens in a coop. The rooster and I are not friends. He starts crowing at 4:30 a.m. That would have made Grandpa Pitts happy, since he thought the whole world should be up and ready to work by 5:30 a.m., but it does NOT make me happy. They also have a bulldog that barks at me when I am in the backyard. I thought he would lose his voice when I was helping LHT weed the garden but he just kept right on barking so I do not know what that will mean. I think he only barks at me and probably because it often makes me jump.

Kirsten wrote: I think with all of us there, another 30 mins would be great at the pool.  I'm happy to pitch in on cost. 

As for retiling, sounds like a fun family service project... We can all be Utah road construction workers and stand around the bathroom door as we watch Shawn, dad, Eric, Jim and David work. :)

Todd wrote: I'm with Jared, we can pitch in as well and I'm more than happy to lean on my Laurels (I'm assuming Megan will be there). Worse case scenario, I can bring the donuts.

Melanie wrote: I thought that too! I want to learn how to re-tile a bathroom (I have two bathrooms I want to redo), and what better learning facility do I have than the School of Leonard and Myrna?
Mel

Myrna wrote: We love you all but you cannot work on the bathroom this 4th of July family reunion. Dad said that, with all of you here, we cannot have the bathroom out of use. It will take a full day's labor to get the old linoleum and old tile off the floor. The toilet has to be removed and the glue has to dry for a full day before it can be grouted and the new one installed. If any of you Utah kids want to help Jim and Dad build the new cupboard, you are welcome to come some other day. 

He said there is just no way that the work can be done during the reunion.

Site with Lots of Rostron info‏

Am I the only one who hasn't seen this? Came across this today as I was searching great grandma Nielsen's records.

 http://genmayle.com/gen/getperson.php?personID=I39590&tree=Test

This particular link is for Grandma Trauntvein. He has compiled lots of information besides just the charts. Thought I'd pass it along just in case, but I know some of you probably already have this site saved.

Love,
Kirsten

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Re: Wow! Correction to the paragraph.‏

Myrna wrote: Always read your stuff before you send it. The paragraph following should read as corrected:
The story of Sister Neill F. Marriott, who, at the age of 22, was converted and baptized into the Church in Cambridge, Massachusetts, USA, was toucing. One year later she married David C. Marriott in the Salt Lake Temple, one of those who helped introduce her to the church. They are the parents of 11 children.

Todd wrote: Really? What is toucing?

Myrna wrote: Let's all laugh together, hehehe. It is, of course, touching. TOUCHING. Let your fingers do the walking but only it your mind is really in charge. Thanks or, as the Danes would say, undskyld (excuse me), tak (thanks), selv tak (you're welcome). Danish goodbye: Farvel (favel); or goodbye (informal): Hej hej (said High High). I should just write in Danish but then no English-speakers could read it. Touching in Danish? Rører.


Melanie wrote: Oh though humility, though art my constant friend. When I walk upright thou helps me to fall to my knees.  :)

Wow! (My letter to my missionaries.)

I am sending the same letter to both of you this week. I am hoping that you were all part of the the church's largest missionary training conference. I imagined both of you sitting there, in a gathering in your particular mission, and learning from the experience. I saw your beloved faces, in mind's eye.

I did not even recognize the Marriott Center at BYU with all of the missionaries in attendance there. I was so impressed with the conference. In our stake, all members ages 18 and older were invited. A few parents brought youth approaching that age with them. There were not as many in attendance at our location as I would have hoped. I think there were something like 220 present. We were counted, as were the members of ward and stake councils present, so the number could be reported to Salt Lake.

“To all the full-time missionaries sharing in this broadcast around the world, we say never again in your entire life are you going to be part of a zone conference this large!” said Elder Jeffrey R. Holland of the Quorum the Twelve as he conducted the meeting. “To the many members of the church gathered in innumerable locations, we affirm that ward and stake councils can no longer say of this great army of missionaries, ‘There they go.’ No, the hour is upon us in which we must now say, ‘Here they come.’ All of us must plan for and use this heaven-sent resource in the most productive way possible.”

Of course, in my "Tears At All Times and in All Places" stage of life, I did shed quite a few. I now know why my grandmother always told me that a lady carried a cloth handkerchief. I borrowed LHT's hanky. I need to invest in some of my own--cloth ones--so that I will be prepared for the floods of my own making.

LHT said that when he went into the mission field there were approximately 5,000 missionaries world-wide. Now there are 70,174.

Our ward met for Sacrament meeting only so that we would be out in plenty of time to get to the stake center. We are the late session and we do not end until the 4 p.m. hour. LHT and I had the distinction, at 3:15 p.m., of being the first in attendance. We certainly had our pick of seats.

LHT (Gramps/Dad) and I have been wondering about our neighborhood. Perhaps we can be of service among our neighbors. The older homes around us are being purchased by good young people but none of them are active. Some of them are, likely, not members. It does take courage to invite. The fellowship part is the easy part. It has always been easy for us to be good neighbors. That is particularly true of LHT who, at the drop of a hat, is off to shovel snow, lend himself and his tools, and be of general good service.

I cried when the missionaries sang. How powerful that was and how it made me think of the two missionary grandsons I have serving and of another about to serve. My little mission of working to provide Sacrament services for the assisted living center seemed so small in comparison with what our missionaries are doing in the field. LHT does most of the organizing and I do most of the "just showing up to love." I offer a lot of prayers, closing or opening, as needed. And I cry. As we receive the weekly letters, our testimonies are strengthened. How blessed we are, as a family, by the missionary service of our stalwart two.

I also was touched by the segment dealing with teaching and the one on repentance. I learned from them answers I had been seeking.

The story of Sister Neill F. Marriott, who, at the age of 22, was converted and baptized into the Church in Cambridge, Massachusetts, USA, was touching. One year later she married David C. Marriott in the Salt Lake Temple, one of those who helped introduce her to the church. They are the parents of 11 children.

We love you. We are proud of your work. We are touched by your testimonies. How thankful we are that you are part of our family.

Some Random Memories

We didn't have a freezer when I was young. We had a tiny little box at the top of our fridge that was just big enough for a coupe of ice cube trays and we thought it was great. Sometimes you could even store a bit of ice cream in the little cubicle. If it was left too long, the container filled with ice crystals and became dreadful tasting. It was better, however, than the fridge that I remember from my three-year old life. That was a literal ice box. It had a chamber for keeping things cold and another for the ice. A man would come every few days and sell us some dry ice to put in the top of the box which kept things cold for a bit. That was during Word War II. 

My grandmother would be at school teaching and I would be home at the apartment we shared with my beloved Aunt Renee and Uncle Max. The ice man would come and I would be fascinated by the whole procedure. He would carry the ice into the house with a pair of large ice tongs. Aunt Renee said that if he touched the dry ice it would be so cold that it would burn his hands.

I also remember that we walked a lot. We walked to the small grocery to get needed items. There was a little corner grocery and we would just ask for what we wanted. The grocer would fill the order by giving you the item you wanted. Forget asking for a brand at that small store. You got what he had. Of course, we shopped once a week at the larger grocery store where you went around with a cart and picked out what you wanted. At the corner grocery, a child could be sent with a few dollars and come home with the item in a brown paper bag and some change. When I was tiny, of course, I just went with an adult. When I got older I was allowed to walk there and back. Usually, I was allowed a few pennies for a treat because I had run the errand. You know, had I kept walking everywhere, like I did back then, I would be in a lot better shape than I am. Now I have taken up daily walking for my health. Then I just did it because everyone else did. :)

When we moved to Carbon Avenue, there was Mabbitt's Market just a block away. When my cousins and I would be sent there for a can of tuna, for example, we were given a nickel to buy a treat. I liked to use it all on a Three Musketeers Bar because he actually had three chocolate sections and we could each have one. However, we usually got something else like all-day suckers. Sometimes we would buy popsicles which we all liked but which made a mess of the fronts of our outfits before we got the block back home.