Life Changes

Life changes and we grow.  Who knows what is nexted???

Trase Benson Man in Uniform

Trase joined the National Guard and will be leaving Wednesday. We had a going away family party at Grandma and Grandpa Benson's home.

State Quarters

Thank you to everyone for looking and thank you Karen for sending the coins I was looking for.

Birthday Party

Happy Birthday to Grandpa Benson. Everyone enjoyed the great birthday party. Thank you Monta Faye, Ronda, and everyone that helped.

Merry Christmas from the Welches to all of you!

Baby B and Marmie

Baby Xioxtle

Dad and Mom





Four Generations




Proud Grandpa



Blessing Dress














Kristin and Xioxtle
















Gehring Family












Saturday, the 17th of November Kristin and Jeremy had their baby Xioxtle blessed at Karen and Reed's home in Boise Idaho. She is such a beautiful baby, so good natured, and an angel from heaven.

It was a wonderful visit that I wish could have lasted longer. Here are a few pictures to help share the experience.

Thanks Reed, Karen and Family... memories last forever.

Family games

Chantell, Matt(and nephew Joshua), Brittny, Tyler, Tosha, Tiffany, Ronda, and I enjoy some family time together.

Family games

Matt(and nephew Joshua), Brittny, Tyler, Tosha, Tiffany, Ronda, and I enjoy some family time together.

Sam's passing and Grandchildren visit

Matayia, Bergen, and Grandpa

















OUR CAT SAM the day of her passing. We will miss her so very much!!!


















Baby B and Grandpa

Grandapa L.M. Olson

Here’s a little story by a Grandpa L.M. Olson. Because of the nature of people in Sweden and Norway of wanting to know everything about everyone… L.M. Olson recorded the following experience…

“This condition is, of course, aggravated where you are best known, as there are people who think of so many more questions to ask, as many of your affairs are known to them. In order to make better progress, by avoiding all these stoppages (while traveling), Mrs. Ekstrom decided to leave when our neighborhood was all asleep and accordingly, we set out towards midnight (to travel to Christiania).

This being in the early and pleasant part of the Summer, the weather was delightful, and although it was night, it was not the time of year so dark that one could not see fairly well, and travel with perfect ease. The roads, which might properly be regarded as our county roads, though very much better, were as level as a floor with sides nicely rounded off and grass growing on the sides. As our road was winding along in a small vale with farms on our left and on the right, pasture with a considerable growth of young trees. I was suddenly alarmed by the snorting, and simultaneous appearance of two black horses. They were black as jet and their eyes had the brilliancy of the brightest fire. As the cow we brought with us was rather a pet, she followed without being driven, and hence, we all walked side by side, as it were. I happened to be on the left side of the animal and towards the front, just at the moment the horses made their appearance. The cow was taken as much by surprise as we were. She made a jump to the side and in doing so, struck my forehead with the full length of her horn, and I found myself rolling off the road. When I gathered myself up, which was only the effort of seconds, I looked for those beautiful horses, and saw them with high head and curved bushy tails make their way between the trees, which were not close enough to impede their fleet movements. To be sure, I had received a blow that made a swollen ridge from one side of my forehead to the other, but considering what might have happened, the evil intended was providentially modified, to be a only a temporary effect. And this time, I again escaped what might have had serious consequences.

Until this day, this would have passed into oblivion and henceforth and forever, been lost to my recollections had the incident terminated with what is related above. But that is what it did not, and it is this second feature of my experience, which made an impression on my mind that time cannot efface, but will presume, remain the greatest mystery of my life.

Our road from this point tended upward on both sides of the road were scattered farm houses with the unusual belonging. In the part of the world where this incident took place, a heavy cart or a two-wheeled conveyance was at that time used more than anything else in the farm line. These carts, even on a smooth road would make much noise, as they were springless and comfortless, and less everything else but noiseless. Now, as we had proceeded but a short distance, we heard in the absolute stillness of the night, the faintest rattle of a cart. It increased and increased and increased in volume of loudness until I was absolutely sure it was right on my heels. I turned and looked within a few feet of me to get out of the road, as it were, but there was nothing to be seen, and yet the night was so light that it could have been discovered a block away. The delusion was repeated time and time again and I repeatedly looked behind me to see it as I was not wise enough to imagine anything out of the ordinary. We had now reached the highest point of the road in the vicinity, and there Mrs. Ekstrom stopped. She had matches with—why, I don’t know; when travelers in that country wanted fire they stopped at some house. Fire by the roadside, as we use them here, I had never seen until I came to Utah. She, however, had some and she struck some, and remarked, “Now we shall hear it no more. That, my boy is not cart,” she added. She was right. We heard it no more. She was no doubt equally right when she said, “That is no cart.” You, no doubt, will say, what was it? I must answer I cannot say what it was. More than fifty-four years have intervened since then; and the incident is as vivid before my eyes as the night it transpired.”

No doubt, fear and darkness flees and vanquishes in the presence of light.

Josh's Park City Pad

Sunday October 28, 2007

After Stake Conference Ronda, Tiffany, and I drove to Ogden in the Explorer following Brittny and Chantell in the white Contour. Fortunately, we made it and dropped off the chest of drawers Ronda has worked a week restoring to its former glory but changing it to black.

We then continued on to Park City to visit with Joshua and spend the night. In the morning we will try and get into Deer Valley to see the homes he is working on with Rocky Collins construction, and later wonder around Park City. Josh has to be up at 5:55 AM and is off to work by 6:25 AM and gets to work at 7:00 AM.

Ronda is giving Jacks (Joshua’s boxer) a back rub and he loves it.

It is 8:24 PM and everyone is ready for bed. I’m not that sleepy yet.

This wasn’t posted until I could get to an internet connection, which I don’t have up in the mountains of Summit Park, Park City, Utah.

Stake Conference

Stake Conference was especially enlightening. Those of us with children that have gone astray can help by loving them unconditionally and living the gospel with our heart, might, mind, and soul. Study, prayer, missionary work, testimony, temple work, etc. will purify our hearts, spirits, bodies and minds. I imagine our wayward children tire of us trying to convert them or get them to change their ways.

I need to concentrate on improving myself and living God’s commandments. Share my testimony, joy, and let my loved one see that doing “good” feels “good”. Then being there when help is needed.

Heavenly Father simply wants us to be happy. Think of the kite. The string represents a loving Father’s commandments that keep us grounded and in control. When we break His commandments, it is like cutting the string that He is holding and we, like the kite, tumble to the ground unrestrained and out of control.

TnT Wedding Video/Slide Show

I have been trying for most of the week to get this wedding video to post for Tosha and Tyler and I haven't had any luck. It finally worked... but just a short segment of the whole thing.

TnT Wedding Video/Slides

I hope this works, because it is my first try at a video.