Friday, July 8, 2016

Katy's 40th B-Day Challenge

Check out the Facebook event to find out the details for the party!


  1. Attend the temple (extra point if you find a name and do the ordinance) 
  2. Hike to the Y
  3. Watch Napoleon Dynamite or Nacho Libre
  4. Watch 1 full season of Gilmore Girls (you choose which season 1-7 - available on Netflix) 
  5. Read and annotate one of the following General Conference talks (Of Things that Matter Most, A Summer with Great Aunt Rose, Reflections on a Consecrated Life)
  6. Spa treatment (facial, massage, pedicure, manicure)
  7. Visit and order at least a 32 oz. Sodalicious (Diet Dr. Pepper with pomegranate)
  8. Bird Watching (must identify at least 10 species)
  9. Play 1 full match (best of 3 games, 15 points, win by 1 point) of racquetball
  10. Watch a John Hughes film (Preferably one of these: Some Kind of Wonderful, Pretty in Pink, Breakfast Club, 16 Candles, She’s Having a Baby, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off)
  11. Watch 5 episodes of Family Ties (Michael P. Keaton)
  12. Read or listen to “To Kill a Mockingbird
  13. Survivor (watch a whole season)
  14. Make your own list of 40 things you are going to do this year
  15. Organize a Closet (before & after pics)
  16. Watch a BYU volleyball game (BYUTV)
  17. Write a thank you note to someone and mail it
  18. Post a pictures of Timpanogos to social media and tag Katy
  19. Listen to or read “Stiff” by Mary Roach
  20. Eat a Blooming onion (Outback Steak House)
  21. Listen to the entire U2 album, Joshua Tree
  22. Listen to the entire Indigo Girls album, Swamp Ophelia
  23. Memorize one of Katy’s memorized scriptures (check out all the tabs at the bottom)
  24. Eat a mint chocolate chip ice cream cone
  25. Eat a sandwich at Sensuous Sandwich (Sensuous, Spicy Enticer, or Satisfier)
  26. Watch all episodes of Cooking for One with Katy Season 1 & Season 2
  27. Watch all episodes of Downtown Dining with Larry
  28. Give blood to the American Red Cross
  29. Swim 1000 meters (20 laps, 1 lap = down & back)
  30. Submit one memory on Family Search for an ancestor
  31. Watch Hoosiers or Rudy
  32. Read YOUR own patriarchal blessing or read Jewel's patriarchal blessing
  33. Golf 9 holes
  34. Learn and perform a yo-yo trick (submit a video)
  35. Play a game of Dominion (or online)
  36. Read Corduroy to a kid
  37. Eat Salami, Cheese, Pickle Patties for one entire meal
  38. Eat cheese fries from JCWs with dunking sauce (extra point if you order it from Tyson in American Fork)
  39. Listen to 5 chapters of the Book of Mormon recorded by Larry Knight and edited by Katy Knight
  40. Make your Ringtone on your phone for when Katy calls, “Maybe Katie” by the Barenaked Ladies
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Thursday, July 24, 2014

Shirley Jewel Olpin Knight

Shirley Jewel Olpin Knight



I was born in Pleasant Grove, Utah on March 20, 1035.  Our home/mortuary was on
State street one block beyond the “underpass” and four blocks south of downtown
P.G.  I am the fifth of six children—LuJean, Kathryn Elizabeth, Margaret Elaine, Edwin Dee, myself--Shirley Jewel, and Joseph Gerald.

My mother, Margaret Joseph Olpin was born in Adamsville, Utah to Joseph Henry Joseph (Joe 2) and Catherine Elizabeth Joseph.  My father—Lewis Edwin Olpin was born in Pleasant Grove, Utah to Edwin Dee Olpin and Margaret Joseph. 

My parents felt that their responsibility was to teach their children to become good members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and to learn how to work!
We lived in a lovely home to which my father soon added an attached, matching structure.  This new addition was used as a mortuary to serve the families of P.G. in their time of sorrow.  This naturally included an ambulance service, which changed our lives.
We were never able to leave home without leaving someone home or hiring a ‘phone tender’.

Dad was pleased when brother Dee (we are all three years apart in age) was hired to deliver newspapers.  Whenever any of our family had work to do, all were required to
“pitch in” and help.  Needless to say, I was given the privilege to be his first assistant.
This was a job which gave me many chances to deliver those &#*%^--papers!

I spent my first school years in the Pleasant Grove Central (elementary) School.  It was a
great school with many talented teachers.  The most talented was my Aunt Lacy—5th grade.  She made learning an adventure and we instinctively knew there would be no
“messing around” from anyone, especially relatives which she taught often.  We had
an exciting experience each Winter.  Our principal would flood a large area next to our school.  Ice skating was available for loooong recesses the rest of the Winter.  FUN!

Long walk—6 P.G. blocks, and I had to cross the interstate highway coming and going.
It was a great thing for me: good exercise, fresh air, time to think—our house was often
a madhouse consisting of eight people with strong, diverse personalities.  That highway
was a problem because parents of my friends were aware of the many speeding cars always passing our home.  They were right to fear that danger.

Our dear little grandmother Inez Melissa Robison,  spent her last years living with her youngest, widowed daughter who was left with a service station and motel and three small children.  This grandmother was a darling.  She was almost 5-10 inches and weighed less than 100 pounds.  Her false teeth always clattered because they never did fit her mouth.  She had white hair which she whacked off at her neck, then placed clamps on the remaining hair.  She always looked beautiful to us.

An experience, which is as vivid to me as it was that night is still my most horrifying
memory.  Grandma Ine (Inez) crossed the street to visit with our family which she
often did, to spend time with us and to make sure all was well in our home.  After her
visit she hurried away—she never did anything without hurrying.  It was a warm summer evening; She started down our porch stairs.  We had all hugged her as usual, and
continued to enjoy ourselves when we heard screeching of tires and a “thump”.  Our little dear was killed instantly.  That highway took yet another victim.  She had returned to her husband, Edwin Dee Olpin.  Even now, that is my most vivid, terrible memory.

Dee delivered those papers by riding our horse and throwing the papers as “Old Dick” stumbled along through the hot sun, cold air, and freezing temperatures.  I was often called upon to deliver them.  I never delivered from the horses’ back.  I justy pedaled on the old bicycle across town and delivered the 50 plus newspapers.  It was a relief when Jerry was old enough to take over.

One experience I must tell:  I was dancing with a friend in the Rainbow Rendezvous.

My partner thought he  was a fancy dancer and we were twirling around and around—having a ball!  I noticed other dancers staring at us.  (It was the style to wear starched underslips under FULL skirts.  After some time someone pointed at me. I looked down to see that my stiff slip had slid to the dance floor and was flying along the dance floor as we twirled around and around. The slip was so stiff I couldn’t feel it drop to the floor. Awful.

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Ronald Eugene Lowell (0-5 years)


RONALD E. LOWELL LIFE HISTORY
(16 December 1953 until 1958)

            I was born in a little Japanese town of Sendai, Japan.  I was the first son of John Clark and Martha Maxine (Neeld) Lowell.  My siblings are Stephanie (seven years my senior), Lauretta (Lauri, two years my senior), and my brother Calvin (Cal, seven years my junior).
            My father was a captain in the U.S. Army who was trained in military intelligence and Japanese linguistics and was an interpreter between the U.S. military officials and Japanese officials in official military matters.  My father was the son of a railroad inspector and was raised in Webster City, Iowa.  Dad was a strong and strikingly handsome man, over six feet four inches tall.  He was quick-witted and typically jovial with close friends, but always affable and able to warm up any social setting he was found in.  It would be typical to find Dad laughing loudly, with his favorite pipe in hand.
            My mother was a farm girl, raised in Neveda, Iowa.  Although short in stature, she was unusually the center of any group of people that surrounded her.  She was naturally and unusually poised and radiantly beautiful, with her naturally striking red hair. 
            I remember my early pre-kindergarten years fondly in Japan.  My first years (between 1953 up to 1957) were the years before we had been introduced to the restored gospel of Jesus Christ.  That was during our first tour in Japan before moving to Fort Haleberd, MD.  Some memories included living in an authentically Japanese home in Sendai.  I remember Dad knocking his head on a wooden bulwark that was too low for his head while going up the stairs in our home.  I also remember playing on and around a large exposed diesel engine that was out in a field in the Sendai countryside.  Funny the things that come to mind in a young boy’s life…
            As mentioned, the Army ordered Dad to Ft. Haleberd in 1957.  We traveled to and across the Pacific in large ocean liners back then.  Dad and Mom told me that out of all in the family (and many on board) I was the only one that never got sea-sick!
            When we got to Maryland, we lived in Army housing.  My memories there included watching TV. for the first time (of course, in black and white) to shows like Zorro, Roy Rogers, the Lone Ranger, and Sky Chief.  I even had an official Zorro wrist watch that had a red warning light that would illuminate if I pressed a secret button.  Dad was in charge of the Army volleyball team on post.  I used to go with him to his practices on post.  I remember pulling down the big smooth metal lever on the local Coca Cola machine by the restrooms there to enjoy a five-cent cold glass bottle of Coke.
            At this time, our family was somewhat close together, but Dad’s frequent drinking and carousing with his friends kept Mom worried and my siblings and I wondering about figuring out Dad’s changing emotions towards life and us.  I wish to insert here some important words from Mom’s heart that she wrote for me later on in my life.  These words describe how the events in our family’s life at this time led to our introduction to the true and restored gospel of Jesus Christ.

“We were baptized in 1957.

            Dad was the kind of a man who was so ‘sure’ of himself and self-sufficient.  Always thought nothing could wear him down.  He was always active in sports…also drank quite a bit socially.  We were stationed in Baltimore, Maryland and he suddenly became very sick.  He became pale and so weak that he could hardly walk across the room at times.  So the Army sent him to Walter Reed hospital for tests.  The doctors couldn’t find any specific thing wrong, so even had him go to a psychiatrist.  Dad, a captain then, had been working with a Major Aaron Amacher who he liked and admired very much as a man.  Afterwards, Dad told me that Aaron Amacher seemed to have something in his life and in his family that he didn’t have.  He seemed to realize that his life was useless and empty and there needs to be a change made.  Dad said he began to read the Gideon bible in the hospital and said one night he got down beside his bed and knelt and prayed to the Lord to give him back his health.  If He would, Dad vowed to dedicate his life and his family to serving Him in some way.  So then he began to search out read anything everything on all religions so that he would know what to do.  Aaron Amacher was a Mormon, so Dad read a little about the Mormon church.  He began to get a little better and they released him from the hospital.  The Amachers took us to their Sunday school and sacrament service.  Dad said that he wanted to join the Mormon church!  He didn’t have a testimony of Joseph Smith restoring the gospel (and neither did I…..I had never heard of the Mormon church before) but he liked what the church had to offer for his family.  So we paid our first month’s tithing and then asked to be baptized!  The bishop was shocked!   Aaron Amacher baptized us both for I thought if this is happening to him I wanted to be a part of it.  It wasn’t until afterward that we read the Book of Mormon and were convinced of the truthfulness of the gospel that was restored by Joseph Smith.  Dad didn’t have one bit of problem to stop smoking and drinking.  Just never had the desire to do it from then on, so I know it was the power of something or Someone stronger than himself and it was a miracle in our lives.  It literally changed our lives, (Ron), from that time on.  Dad was like a different person.  It was like being married to a completely different man.  Then we made a 2nd tour in Japan.  Those people who saw him there that knew him before said he even looked different!  And so he did.  His whole expression in his face was different.  Our four years there in the Tokyo (LDS) branch were nothing but happy years filled with happy memories when all you children were small.”

Dad was the kind of a man who was so ‘sure’ of himself and self-sufficient.  Always thought nothing could wear him down.  He was always active in sports…also drank quite a bit socially.  We were stationed in Baltimore, Maryland and he suddenly became very sick.  He became pale and so weak that he could hardly walk across the room at times.  So the Army sent him to Walter Reed hospital for tests.  The doctors couldn’t find any specific thing wrong, so even had him go to a psychiatrist.  Dad, a captain then, had been working with a Major Aaron Amacher who he liked and admired very much as a man.  Afterwards, Dad told me that Aaron Amacher seemed to have something in his life and in his family that he didn’t have.  He seemed to realize that his life was useless and empty and there needs to be a change made.  Dad said he began to read the Gideon bible in the hospital and said one night he got down beside his bed and knelt and prayed to the Lord to give him back his health.  If He would, Dad vowed to dedicate his life and his family to serving Him in some way.  So then he began to search out read anything everything on all religions so that he would know what to do.  Aaron Amacher was a Mormon, so Dad read a little about the Mormon church.  He began to get a little better and they released him from the hospital.  The Amachers took us to their Sunday school and sacrament service.  Dad said that he wanted to join the Mormon church!  He didn’t have a testimony of Joseph Smith restoring the gospel (and neither did I…..I had never heard of the Mormon church before) but he liked what the church had to offer for his family.  So we paid our first month’s tithing and then asked to be baptized!  The bishop was shocked!   Aaron Amacher baptized us both for I thought if this is happening to him I wanted to be a part of it.  It wasn’t until afterward that we read the Book of Mormon and were convinced of the truthfulness of the gospel that was restored by Joseph Smith.  Dad didn’t have one bit of problem to stop smoking and drinking.  Just never had the desire to do it from then on, so I know it was the power of something or Someone stronger than himself and it was a miracle in our lives.  It literally changed our lives, (Ron), from that time on.  Dad was like a different person.  It was like being married to a completely different man.  Then we made a 2nd tour in Japan.  Those people who saw him there that knew him before said he even looked different!  And so he did.  His whole expression in his face was different.  Our four years there in the Tokyo (LDS) branch were nothing but happy years filled with happy memories when all you children were small.”

            With the unmatchable blessing of the Holy Ghost and the restored gospel of Jesus Christ in my family’s life, our family went through an amazing transformation.  I recall the precious day when our family (all dressed in white) was sealed for time and eternity together in the Logan, Utah temple.  Present at that time were my mother and father, with myself and my two sisters Stephanie and Lauri.  My brother Cal wasn’t born yet.