On Tuesday evening we traveled to Richfield in preparation for Uncle Lynn’s funeral on Wednesday. We arrived late but had a pretty restful night at the Days Inn. The next morning I practiced the song that was requested of me by Uncle Lynn, Be Still My Soul, and the family prepared for the funeral.
The service was very nice, with a few friends and both of Lynn’s children, Steven and Lisa, providing remarks. The family prayer at the conclusion of the viewing was offered by my dad.
Lisa reminded us of some of our favorite “Lynn-isms.” One of my favorite: whenever you’d visit his home, he’s say, “Come here, I’ve got something to show you.” Inevitably he’d pull out a polished stone or some other little treasure he had been working on, or a newspaper article with some interesting little tidbit to read about.
Lynn always made people feel comfortable and at home. I think that’s part of the reason there were so many people at the funeral Wednesday.
The graveside service was also nice with military rites accorded by the V.F.W. Sevier Post No. 5050. It was neat to see a military send-off like that. I hadn’t witnessed that before.
I got the impression Lynn represents an era of the past. He represented our country as a soldier. He was a true officer and a gentleman. The serviceman photo of him displayed at the funeral was really amazing. He looked so young and vibrant. Since my mom is the youngest of the siblings, I haven’t known my aunts and uncles when they were young. In fact, one of my cousins is older than my mom.
At any rate . . . saying goodbye to Uncle Lynn was difficult. I got a bit choked up during my song. It was weird going to Sarah’s home that evening for dinner and not being welcomed by Lynn. Death certainly is a reality of life. It’s ironic that there are such strong opposites. I suppose that’s how we learn.
As promised earlier, here’s a link to Lynn’s obituary in The Richfield Reaper.
He was a fine example and will be missed by those he left behind.
Saturday, May 12, 2007
Monday, May 07, 2007
San Francisco postscript
I meant to relate this story from our family vacation to San Francisco.
While we were driving on Saturday or Sunday (I can’t remember which day now), Eliana was entertaining herself by singing.
As part of her dialogue, she continued, “And now for our next selection: I don’t want to be part of this family any more.” Then she started singing the lyrics, “I don’t want to be part of this family any more…”
I had to interrupt her at that point to ask if I heard her correctly. I just started laughing. Then we had a little discussion about why she was singing that song. She couldn’t really justify it. No doubt she was annoyed by something. She’s kind of particular, that one. I think she got that from one of her parents, but I won’t say which one.
While we were driving on Saturday or Sunday (I can’t remember which day now), Eliana was entertaining herself by singing.
As part of her dialogue, she continued, “And now for our next selection: I don’t want to be part of this family any more.” Then she started singing the lyrics, “I don’t want to be part of this family any more…”
I had to interrupt her at that point to ask if I heard her correctly. I just started laughing. Then we had a little discussion about why she was singing that song. She couldn’t really justify it. No doubt she was annoyed by something. She’s kind of particular, that one. I think she got that from one of her parents, but I won’t say which one.
Saturday, May 05, 2007
Uncle Lynn's obituary
The following obituary was created last night by my Aunt Sarah, cousins Steve and Lisa, and their families. We invited their families over for dinner so they didn’t have to worry about food last night. Today many of them are headed to Richfield to continue preparations for Uncle Lynn’s funeral next week.
The obituary will be published in The Richfield Reaper and I’ll link to it once it’s printed.
Lynn C. Jensen
1930 – 2007
Lynn C. Jensen died in Las Vegas, Nevada on May 3, 2007. He was born in Richfield, Utah on June 13, 1930 to Vance Vernal Jensen and Myrtle Coffin. Lynn graduated from Richfield High School, class of 1948, then enlisted in the National Guard and later served in the Korean War from 1950 to 1952. He married Sarah Hilda Gates on October 11, 1952. The couple was sealed in the LDS Jordan River Temple on November 11, 1982.
After the army, Lynn attended barber school in Salt Lake City and worked several months at Steele Barber Shop in Salina. He worked for UDOT for nearly 30 years, retiring in 1983. He operated Jensen Pavement Striping which later became Sunrise Highway Painting from 1983 to 1996.
Lynn was a member of the Richfield Kiwanis Club and Southern Utah Off-Highway Vehicle Club where he served as a trail guide for more than 10 years. He was an active member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and served in many capacities. He loved hunting, fishing, ATV riding, gardening, spending time at his Fish Lake cabin, woodworking, collecting and polishing rocks, and especially loved spending time with his grandchildren and great granddaughter.
He is survived by his wife, Sarah; his children Steven Jensen (Judy) and Lisa Anderson (Don); four grandchildren, Amanda (Ariel Araujo), Jason, Maria and David; and great granddaughter SaraLynn. Survived by siblings Julia Oldroyd (Frank), Kathy Barney (Blaine), Russell Jensen (Diane), and Madeline Codella (Peter); sister-in-law Pauline Jensen and brother-in-law Sylvan Staples. Preceded in death by his parents, brothers Owen and Dane, and sisters Betty and Marjorie.
Funeral services will be held May 9, 2007 at Richfield 2nd Ward at 1 p.m. Viewing will be held May 8 from 7 to 8:30 p.m. at the Magleby Mortuary in Richfield and prior to the funeral services at the LDS chapel from 11 a.m. to 12:30 p.m. Internment in the Richfield City Cemetery.
The obituary will be published in The Richfield Reaper and I’ll link to it once it’s printed.
Lynn C. Jensen
1930 – 2007
Lynn C. Jensen died in Las Vegas, Nevada on May 3, 2007. He was born in Richfield, Utah on June 13, 1930 to Vance Vernal Jensen and Myrtle Coffin. Lynn graduated from Richfield High School, class of 1948, then enlisted in the National Guard and later served in the Korean War from 1950 to 1952. He married Sarah Hilda Gates on October 11, 1952. The couple was sealed in the LDS Jordan River Temple on November 11, 1982.
After the army, Lynn attended barber school in Salt Lake City and worked several months at Steele Barber Shop in Salina. He worked for UDOT for nearly 30 years, retiring in 1983. He operated Jensen Pavement Striping which later became Sunrise Highway Painting from 1983 to 1996.
Lynn was a member of the Richfield Kiwanis Club and Southern Utah Off-Highway Vehicle Club where he served as a trail guide for more than 10 years. He was an active member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and served in many capacities. He loved hunting, fishing, ATV riding, gardening, spending time at his Fish Lake cabin, woodworking, collecting and polishing rocks, and especially loved spending time with his grandchildren and great granddaughter.
He is survived by his wife, Sarah; his children Steven Jensen (Judy) and Lisa Anderson (Don); four grandchildren, Amanda (Ariel Araujo), Jason, Maria and David; and great granddaughter SaraLynn. Survived by siblings Julia Oldroyd (Frank), Kathy Barney (Blaine), Russell Jensen (Diane), and Madeline Codella (Peter); sister-in-law Pauline Jensen and brother-in-law Sylvan Staples. Preceded in death by his parents, brothers Owen and Dane, and sisters Betty and Marjorie.
Funeral services will be held May 9, 2007 at Richfield 2nd Ward at 1 p.m. Viewing will be held May 8 from 7 to 8:30 p.m. at the Magleby Mortuary in Richfield and prior to the funeral services at the LDS chapel from 11 a.m. to 12:30 p.m. Internment in the Richfield City Cemetery.
A day at the park
Yesterday Vickey and the kids spent a couple hours with our friends, the Nelsons, at the park. Here are a few photos from the outing.
Jungle gym Dominic
Dominic has learned from his sister that he can take the pillows off the family room couches and then pounce on them.
It doesn’t really matter how many times his parents ask him to leave the cushions alone. Both he and Eliana love to pile them up and take a running dive into them. Or they just climb up on the furniture and jump.
This is kind of like telling the kids not to eat in the family room. It’s one of those things that it just doesn’t matter how many times you tell them, they don’t listen.
So, if we’re ever headed to the hospital for stitches or to repair a broken bone, there’s a good chance the accident occurred while roughhousing, against parents’ wishes, in the family room.
It doesn’t really matter how many times his parents ask him to leave the cushions alone. Both he and Eliana love to pile them up and take a running dive into them. Or they just climb up on the furniture and jump.
This is kind of like telling the kids not to eat in the family room. It’s one of those things that it just doesn’t matter how many times you tell them, they don’t listen.
So, if we’re ever headed to the hospital for stitches or to repair a broken bone, there’s a good chance the accident occurred while roughhousing, against parents’ wishes, in the family room.
Manic Sunday
Those of you with young children know how things in the morning sometimes just don’t go according to plan.
I was at a leadership meeting last Sunday morning while Vickey was dutifully working to get herself and kids ready for church (she does this each week as I always have a meeting before the family goes to church).
I came home to find Eliana in the family room, ready to go. But Vickey and Dominic were nowhere to be seen. Come to find out, while eating his breakfast just a few minutes before Dominic decided to play with his food instead of eat it.
Here’s the damage.
Vickey was upstairs bathing and dressing Dominic then jumped in the shower to get herself ready with only 20 minutes left before church started. Amazingly we made it to church only a few minutes late.
I was at a leadership meeting last Sunday morning while Vickey was dutifully working to get herself and kids ready for church (she does this each week as I always have a meeting before the family goes to church).
I came home to find Eliana in the family room, ready to go. But Vickey and Dominic were nowhere to be seen. Come to find out, while eating his breakfast just a few minutes before Dominic decided to play with his food instead of eat it.
Here’s the damage.
Vickey was upstairs bathing and dressing Dominic then jumped in the shower to get herself ready with only 20 minutes left before church started. Amazingly we made it to church only a few minutes late.
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