November 18, 2001
Dear Family & Friends:
It is with much gratitude and thankfulness for your love and your friendship that we send these greetings to you. As has been my practice, prior to writing this letter, I took the time to go back and re-read previous letters. It never ceases to amaze me, just how quickly time rushes past us and how many experiences we can stuff into 365 days. The look back, also, causes me to reflect on the choices and responses to those experiences and the resulting “fruits” of those choices and responses. It is clear to me, upon reflection, that our family and its members, like the whole human family and its individual members, have through life’s pushings and pullings made some progress and at the same time, the realization is there, that there is much progress yet to be made. Recognizing that, we appreciate your companionship as we move along, together, on this great and glorious ride of mortality.
Torianne is a RN, now, and working at Baylor Hospital in Grapevine, Texas. She started working there in January of this year. Initially, she had to “pay her dues” by working the evening shift, but that, thankfully, was short-lived. Her next shift assignment, however, wasn’t much better. Even though it’s called days, getting up at 5 am every morning, for Torianne, is almost like working the evening shift. The other side of that coin, though, is that she is usually home by 3:30 in the afternoon. She is now working a four-day workweek, which seems to be just what the doctor ordered. She seems to be doing great and loving what she is doing. Oh, by the way, she is working in the mother and baby unit of the hospital. Generally, taking care of the baby and the mom, postpartum to discharge, are Tori’s responsibilities.
Chase returned from his mission to Russia in April. As he came down the glassed-in passageway for international passengers, Eric saw him and said, “Look how short he is!” He is not really short, it’s just that Eric is now taller than Chase…and Brian… and me. Anyway, Chase looks great! It was wonderful to have him home, for about a week. Listen, if they are a slob about their bedroom before the mission, they will be a slob after the mission. His room was a mess the whole time he was here. And, it seemed like he considered the whole house his room, too. He messed around Dallas for a couple of months (chasing a young woman, who went back to school for the summer) and then he went to Utah and worked in Salt Lake for about six weeks before school started. He stayed with Roger and Lezlee Bishop (Tori’s sister). He’s now back in school at BYU and we hope, working hard and we know, having a great time. We are so grateful for his example of service and can certainly see changes in the really important things even if, thankfully, as we all know, he is still Chase.
Brian is serving a mission in Paraguay. It will be a year this December; again, that time thing rushing past us. It is almost incomprehensible to think that he will likely be home next Christmas. I say likely because Chase extended his mission for two months (I think the only reason he came home is because his VISA expired and he had to leave Mother Russia). We were able to talk to him on Mother’s day. What’s with that, anyway? Why Mother’s Day and Christmas Day? Why not Father’s Day and Christmas Day? No sour grapes, here. Anyway, we had a wonderful conversation with him. His Spanish was pretty good. The family started to complain when he and I started to “charlar” in Spanish. He is also learning an Indian dialect called guarani. In one area, very few people spoke Spanish, just guarani. Again, he seems to be growing in all the important areas, but thankfully, he is still Brian. We, so very much, appreciate his service and the blessings in his life and ours.
Eric is now a junior. He is, more than ever, consumed with cars. When he’s not playing tennis, running cross country, going to school, attending early morning seminary (6 am), or sleeping (he doesn’t get much, except on weekends), then he’s probably doing something with his buddies that has something to do with cars. Last weekend, I was trying to convince him to spend some time with the family. I invited him to go to the movie with us. He said, “If we can go test drive a Subaru WRX, then I’ll go to the movie with you.” It’s pretty bad when you have to bribe your kids to spend time with you (I never had to be bribed to spend time with my parents, did you?). Anyway, we took a test drive (Psst, Don’t tell Eric, but, it was pretty fun). Oh, I forgot to mention, Eric does spend some of his valuable time with girls, too. He got his Eagle Project done, finally, and now only has one merit badge left to earn his Eagle. Eric is a fine young man, when he wants to be, and we love him and appreciate his loyal and sensitive spirit.
Garrett is growing up. He turned twelve in September! Man, his mother is getting old. He is active in sports (baseball, football and basketball). He is also doing well in Scouting. He’s now a first-class Scout. I have to tell you, he’s a little bit like Chase when it comes to keeping a clean room. We have to stay on him constantly. He is also into his hairstyle. Here in Dallas we have two basketball players, Steve Nash and Dirk Nowitzke, who are notorious for their hairstyles. To say it is the unkept look is to be generous. Anyway, Garrett thinks it looks cool. Tori and he are constantly going around about how it looks. I think that that Garrett gages how cool it looks by the degree to which his mother can not keep her cool about it. I guess there could be worse things over which to fight than hair. He is now in middle school (6th grade) and doing well. We are grateful for his affection and quiet leadership.
We, like you, I suspect, have had a glorious and exhilarating time on life’s 2001 version of the “Mortality Roller Coaster Ride”. We have hung on for dear life in some of the turns and breathed sighs of relief when we came out of those turns. We screamed with joy and delight, hands in the air high over head when it was fun and exciting and cleaned off the tops of our shoes when unexpectedly we couldn’t keep anything down. We would not, however, have enjoyed the highs so much without your love and examples. And, we could not have endured the lows as well as we did without your support and compassion. May God pour out his richest blessings on you and yours and extend to you his loving support as you prepare for another turn on the 2002 version of the “Mortality Roller Coaster Ride”. All our Love – Tony, Tori, Chase, Brian, Eric and Garrett