Recently a friend posted a link to the "unlinkyourfeeds" manifesto. Here's the argument: ___________________ Daisy-chaining your social networks together and repeating content (e.g., retweeting) is wrong. It results in a) friends having to read your comments multiple times or b) making an ass of yourself out of context, and c) making the internet a noisy and confusing place. ___________________ I was taken aback. You see, I don't individually post status and blogs to my separate social sites. I ... Continue reading »

Polly Jordan died this month. When another friend wrote of Polly's goodness, I was prompted to write down my own favorite memory of my gracious friend. I'm reposting it here because if I ever do good, Polly surely deserves some of the credit. ___________ I hope folks won't mind my favorite Polly story, though I guess this one was a Polly and Joe Jordan story. I was troubled as a teen along the ... Continue reading »

A relative is writing a family history and heard I was doing research into Jonathan and Elvira. Below is the result. The dates confused her - so I will reiterate here that the marriage/sealing dates are not typos. Jonathan's First Wife. Jonathan Holmes was less than three months younger than Joseph Smith, but didn't marry until the late 1830s. Jonathan married Marietta Carter in 1837 in a double ceremony with ... Continue reading »

Tonight I came across Eliza R. Snow's Nauvoo diary on the internet. One factoid conflicts with the mental construct I had developed: - Eliza taught school in the upper room of the Red Brick Store from Dec 12, 1842 through Mar 17, 1843 and had perfect attendance. (I knew she was teaching the Smith children during this time, but thought it was in the homestead). In my (fictional but plausible) construct Eliza ... Continue reading »

Spent Thanksgiving with my married daughter and her husband. It was odd, because that made only six of us in all. Possibly the smallest group I've had for Thanksgiving in forever. One of our staples is pumpkin pie - has to be home-made. But in our Wednesday evening run to the local Walmart, there was no canned pumpkin except in a shopping cart left in the middle of the aisle. In ... Continue reading »