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Ward Service and updates

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            Myrtle Creek has a summer festival at the end of July or the weekend closest to July 25th.   We learned that our first year here when Roland had asked one of the members about Pioneer Days - a holiday celebrating the movement of the pioneers to Salt Lake City, Utah.   Our ward here does a service project the Saturday prior to the Saturday of summer fest.   The first year we had moved in, we had gone to Riddle to clean up the cemetery here .   I took several pictures though I was not yet familiar with the majority of members who appeared in each photo.               The following year we had painted the shed and spruced up the track and bleacher area at the high school.   I must have forgotten my camera that day.   I don't recall having taken any photographs.   I was hoping that my sister's family would be in town that...

Two Classes and the Writing Center

       Currently, I am taking two classes.   Neither is difficult, but both (especially accounting) are very time-consuming.   So time-consuming that I have been working on assignments or other class projects on Friday.   In the past, I have always had each of my projects completed before Friday, though sometimes I have taken time to review before sending on Friday morning.   This month I have not.        The University offers an online writing center where students can submit their papers or make appointments to get feedback.   Thus far it's been a very devastating experience for me.   But then again, I haven't used for almost two years. It appears I had only used it three times the very year I started, and may not have used it at all, but it was required in one of the classes that I took.        The idea is to get feedback on grammar, sentence structur...

Deflation, Deception & Painful Reality Check

                I have been feeling overwhelmed with emotion since last Friday afternoon when Roland came outside to "let me know what's going on."                  I didn't think I would ever see the day when Roland would be angry with Randy or not believe him.   My youngest son has always been a storyteller.   It started out as a form of entertainment, but gradually became a method of deception, and if he gets caught in the lie, will try to mask it with "Oh, I was just joking."               It has gotten old.                 Most everyone in the family had stopped trusting anything that came out of Randy's mouth.   Oh, he's got charm, charisma, so many likable qualities really, but also the gift of gab t...