Sorry, I have not been on for a little. The internet at our house has been a bit hit and miss. Since we free load from the neighbors, I have nothing to complain about. Our other neighbors had a really good signal, but then they moved. So now we rely on a much weaker signal. I have decided that someday when I get wireless, I will not put on a password so others may use it as well. I don’t see why people want to keep it locked up anyway. Not like we are hurting for speed or anything.
Well, as for the update on life. Things are going well. I have started working for my Uncle Larry in Preston again spraying lawns. I am doing it on Saturdays. I have very much enjoyed it in the past, and once again am doing so. I sprayed the last two weekends, and look forward to this weekend. It is good to be out with the people, in such a beautiful place. The valley where Malad, Grace, and Preston (I know this one is Cache Valley) are all so beautiful. Plus the people in general are the salt of the earth. Who could ask for more than that. While I am looking at going to law school, I find myself second guessing. Why not just move back to Preston and be content there? But then the reminder comes, gain as much education as you can. So, why not. I can get my law degree, head back home to Idaho, and work the spraying business a day a week or so. Who knows.
I have to admit, it is such a great time to think and ponder. I stopped at Red Rock Pass, near Oxford, on the way back to Preston the other day. It is a favorite spot of mine. I visited the little cemetery out back, and there is Jefferson Hunt buried. He has gone like every other man, but he did something noble with his life. Yes, he has credits enough to have me know his name as a founder and builder, but he was a good man. Funny how his posterity would come to personally bless my life. Senator Smith is a descendent of his. Yet, this great man, spiritual and societal, lies in the earth, in a very humble location. In the middle of nowhere, not even a maintained cemetery. Somehow, I find that inspiring. I also visited my great grandparents graves at Whitney, and there lies a Prophet, Seer, and Revelator of God. Even the prophets are laid low in the earth. This man, Ezra Taft Benson, also was a well known man for his role as Secretary of Agriculture under Eisenhower. There are other great men who were well known in their generation, who are now buried in those cemeteries, even amongst the most humble of others. They lay right beside them. Yet, these men left an influence. Jefferson Hunt will be remembered by his posterity for his efforts and example. President Benson’s influence is great, and will never cease because of his noble willingness to follow the Lord. I have been the grave of many great men, but their name is almost forgotten, and continues to diminish. But those who are righteous will never be lost. Their influence will only increase. Some greater than others, but as one star differeth from another….
Well, I love life. Amanda and I are exceedingly blessed. I pray it will continue.
I will make a last comment. I have been reading Rough Stone Rolling by Richard Lyman Bushman. While I am very impressed with his scholar capacity, and his great time, I will admit there are some serious errors in the book. He has written of Joseph Smith and has diminished him. I will have to write more on this later. I have some quotes by Brigham that bite Brother Bushman and his perspective of Joseph. When I have them with me, I will share them.