The Meanderings of Kelly!!!: grandchildren

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Thursday, January 30, 2014

I "POaST" about my Life --- 1967 ...

4th grade

Spending more and more time at the stables.
Dad and Tom tease me that I like "a little black kid". I don't get it??

My Friend Annette had a birthday in March and I wanted to take her a gift. My mother tried to tell me that it just wasn't going to happen, that we don't go into that part of town, again I don't get it. I've learned since then that they called it "north town" or "the projects". I did not know or even care that it was different place to live. "Please take me Mom" I asked again and again. I remember a long discussion at the kitchen table. She did take me. I will never forget that day. Mom driving me into that neighborhood and people actually coming out of their house and standing up on their porches watching us. Again I didn't get it. Mom sat in the car while I went up and knocked on the door and handed my friends mom her gift. They look bewildered. I didn't get it.
This girl was my friend, why wouldn't I take her a present or be invited to her party (which I wasn't by the way!).
I ran across this link I think it's super interesting and something at the time I didn't understand or even know about.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MILe8kYcwAY

Tom and Kelly

Seems as if mom is working LL THE TIME! I have to be home alone or go to the stables to do chores. I am not found of either thing. I get in trouble when left home alone, I either bring people in or watch too much tv alone. I definetly do my chores, Mom scares me! But the threat of Daddy scares me more. Tom is now going to the stable everyday after school. I miss hanging with him. Sometimes he lets me go with he and his crowd to Papago Park to ride horses ... really, he wants me there so I can stand and hold the horses while they skinny dip in the lakes there. I would never do that or even go in that gross water! But I love going to this park and hiking and riding horses. I am scared though when we ride on McDowell with all the traffic. I love all of Toms friends.

Once my friends Marie and Cotton and I went riding on the canal bank and we were racing the horses back. My horse screeched to a halt at a place where a side walk path went across the bank and I did not stop! I went over head first! Cotton road like the wind to get Tom. When he got there he roped me and made me walk back to the stable behind he and his horse with that rope around me. I went to school after the weekend and Mrs Hunsaker said "Kelly I think your arm is broken". She called mom. We went to the Hospital and sure enough, I'd been 3 days with a broken arm and all my hurting WAS real after all!!! Even though "It was too far from my heart to kill me", "nor was it Bleeding!" as they all told me over and over again all weekend!!!

KellySue and Judyann when we still lived in the little green trailer

FHE INSTRUCTIONS -Please Write your Dreams and your Fears...
Daddy
dreams;
Money
good race horse
new truck for my horse trailer
Fears;
I get the Blues
Lack of Money
Tom
dreams;
Being myself in the Mountains and having Fun
RODEO
Working on a ranch I own
Fears;
revenge
that I'll run
not acting like "I should"
Mother
dreams;
Having all my family going to and in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints
Going Back to School
Being thin enough to wear pants!
Fears;
no unity in my family and they don't go to church
neglecting my home
I don't study enough to improve myself
I wish I could SING!
Kelly Sue
dreams;
i want to be a fairy to make everyone happy give them what they want
i dream of being a teacher and hallering at the children!
I dream to be a mother
Fears
mom and dad mad at me
my toys are broken and gone
being left alone

Kathy and Tim

The Birth of Tim Michael McCoy in El Paso Texas ...

October 16th 1967 7 lbs 13 oz. to the parents Kathy and Tim McCoy

Mom went to be with them in Texas. 20 Oct these are some Journal entries;
"I am lonesome daddy comes home late. I wait up for everyone to come home Tom isn't even here yet. I watched Perry Mason while I waited. I played like I was having Family Home Eve only no one showed up. I was alone and I turned to the 2nd lesson and I read about knowing Heavenly Father and that he loves me, it helped make me not to be afraid."

and a different night ....

"I was afraid tonight in the dark house I prayed and Tom came home in 5 min. It helps to pray I am glad I read about that last night for my Family Home EVE. I love my mom, I miss her. Tomorrow I think I have to go sleep at the stable."

and then...
"always people at the stable, but I am still alone. I worked on my hook rug and cleaned the floors. Is that all I am good for to Daddy cleaning? I believe I picked my mom to come to live with, I wonder why she is always so busy? I love you Mom. I miss doing your hair tonight."

TV/Movies/Music

Playing baseball at recess I was pitching and got hit smack dab in the pelvic bone fell to the ground. It was hot. I cried. They called mom I am ok. I don't like to play baseball. I like to go to the movies, dance, I like 4 square, jacks and kick ball! I can't pay attention to read. Story problems are the worst, reading and Math eeeeewwwwggggghhhh!

I found this letter that Grandma wrote because she has a new great grandson thought I'd include it here...

To you my unknown great grandsons and daughters,

I bequeath my love of God and all the revealed principles of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I bequeath my love of your great grandfather and for our children Otis, Iris and Elda Tomney. I hope you will cherish the memory of Philip Michael Tomney your Great Grand Father. And I hope you will love truth as he did and cultivate the virtue of honesty that he did. I bequeath to you too the honor and respect for your step Great Grand Father Albert Robinson Lyman that I feel for him. He is truly a man of God, a patriarch, in the church of Jesus Christ and in age is now 87 and still eager to DO all he can for everyone to help them gain Eternal Life and I am grateful to him for all he has done for me. May God bless you with a testimony of the truthfulness of the gospel. With heartfelt for all my own

Gladys Perkins Tomney Lyman

Wednesday, August 07, 2013

I "POaST" about my Life --- 1965 ...

Our childhood experiences can be very significant in the shaping of our lives. At that time we are most dependent, most vulnerable, and most needful of love, acceptance and belonging. Our parents and significant others are our role models, the course of most of our satisfactions. We identify with these models, good or bad, not so much intellectually as emotionally. These experiences, positive and negative, have the cumulative effect of giving to us a script. We normally think of a script as an actor’s written part which he learns, memorizes, and acts out on stage. It not only involves his/her words and actions but also his/her attitude or frame of mind, indeed his/her character. It becomes his/her part, his role.

All of us have scripts given to us which become our parts, our roles. I emphasize again that these scripts are more emotional, more subtly absorbed than they are intellectually or consciously chosen. They rise out of our deep vulnerabilities, our deep dependency upon others, and our absolutely screaming needs for acceptance and love, for belonging, for a sense of importance and worth, for a feeling that we matter.

All of this does not mean we are necessarily controlled by these scripts, but it does mean we are powerfully influenced by them. The difference between being influenced by and being determined by is 180 degrees. Determinism, whether it be genetic, psychic, or environmental, is false doctrine. In one sense the underlying assumption and tone of this entire column is self-determinism, that we can learn to write our own scripts, that we can re-script ourselves, that we can identify with new models, have new relationships with true scripts, true models – divine ones. Just consider the word scripture itself. In the gospel context, is not one possible meaning “true scripts’?

However in spite of the gospel, scripts written and developed early in life, pounded in by powerful emotional experiences – even traumatic ones – become deeply imbedded within our natures; and they may have influence upon us for the rest of our lives unless equally powerful, even traumatic, experiences divinely erase them and write new ones in the “fleshy tables of the heart”. This is why those first 8 years of life are so critical, so supremely important.

-Stephen Covey

3rd grade

I got was baptized this year by Dennis Rogers, a priest in the ward - he is the brother of my sisters best friend (Ella). Mom took me to a play in Phoenix and then we met daddy at Big Apple, Dad told the waitress to treat me right it was my birthday! I was super grateful to be baptized, I knew it made mom happy.

Judyann home now working and her problems (sickness) seem to be thyroid related. One day she fainted while in the shower, scared me to death. I remember her laying there past out and striving to wake her up, shaking her and hugging her. It was a moment of terror with a memory for me.

Kelly Sue

by Grandpa Albert Lyman June 22nd, 1965

An angel came from the heaven-world

as a bird from the upper sky.

'Twas the Heavenly Father who sent her down

and He followed her with His eye.

He gazed with the warmth of a Father's Love

As He watched from His throne on high.

And He gave her a body of flesh and bone

In which to live on earth,

He prepared her to live and to see and think

From the time of her mortal birth.

O this was a glorious gift from God,

A gift of the greatest worth.

And they to whom she came were glad

And they tried as parents true

To bless her with everything they had

And with all that they could do;

They cherished her gently to their hearts

And they called her Kelly Sue!

And now she is starting Forth to find

And follow the safety way,

To see and to turn from the ugly things

She will meet with every day,

To discover the richest joys of life

In work as well as play

She will meet with things that she never knew

And with folks of every kind;

She must always look out for Kelly Sue

And ever keep in mind,

That the path of many a little girl

Are oft with danger lined.

O how we do hope that no evil thing

Will come to Kelly Sue,

The she will continue to watch and prya

And carry safely through

With thoughts that are always pure and sweet

With Standards bright and new.

We would clear from her pathway every snare

And make it, if we could,

A way of safety and love and light

To all that is great and good,

A way to the loveliest thing of all,

Which is perfect womanhood.

Mom and Grandma Gladys - Mesa

We still live in this tiny trailer! 8 x 30!

They totally have BIGGER Motor Homes today than this "house" we lived in then.

Cat Ballou

Oh man!!! Not that I wanted to be her, (Jane Fonda - not thought of fondly in my house) but I wanted to be her character! Tuff, and in control - a hands on take control kinda cowgirl!!! again - OH man!!!!

but I must have had two personalities cuz I also loved Sonny and Cher too!!!!

I "POaST" about my Life --- 1963 ...

1st grade

Tom, Sis and ME 1963

Mom was sick alot this year. As she would be as long as I can remember from here on. She worked many, many hours and we saw Dad on the weekends. I wonder why we lived like this?

Grandma Gladys and Grandpa Lyman
I always was amazed at her hair!
It touched her butt and she braided it on her head in a circle!

Grandma Gladys came to visit. I really love her. She is a good good woman. I am grateful I have a good grandma. Too bad, we don't live closer, she is my only grandparent that I would know. I am always confused about Grandpa Lyman, seems the older people call him Uncle Albert, but to me he is "Grandpa" and I know him no other way. He is my Step GrandFather. He was also married to Grandmas Sister before she died - Mary Ellen Perkins Lyman Sept 28 1882 -May 13 1939

Judyann graduated from Mesa High School, she just didn't really care - mad at "parents" for moving her away from Montrose her Senior year!
She writes home often though and loves her roommates; Janet Crandall, Linda Bang, Genay, Eve Evans. She is at BYU. She lives in Heritage Halls. Her Major is Business Teacher Education and Minor in Accounting. She loves to IceSkate. In one of her letters she asked Mom to send her "a cup", she's at BYU so she "can't say 'coffee cup'"!!! She writes that "10 of the varsity football players got kicked off the team for getting drunk in Washington DC! Now they'll never win"!!! School is hard and she really studies hard and works hard at it and "gets B's and C's very very frustrating" for her. I remember she used to say that she would study and work hard for her grades while Timmy didn't study or work hard and he would get A's it was very frustrating to her. She plays Tennis!???

this is the year kennedy was shot

I was riding the bus home from school today and I heard them talking on the radio, they were saying that someone shot the President. It just got silent on my bus, like we just knew it was an awful thing that had happened and they just told us on the radio.

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Grandpa Albert R. Lyman 1963

Albert R. Lyman and Gladys Lyman My Grandparents

Well on the topic of dreams, and probably why I think they are even important is that Grandpa wrote me this letter when I was very young about a dream he had about me. And believe me he has 100s of namesake to dream about, so I always felt it meant something that he had the dream, and even more that he took the time to share it with me.

Grandma prefaced his letter with one of her own:
Blanding Utah
17 Nov 1963

Dear little grand daughter Kelly Sue,
This morning I wrote a card to your Mother and this evening Grandpa has written a letter to you. So I am going to put your Mothers card in your letter and you can give it to her.
The day before we went to Manti Grandpa had been taking a nap and he awakened quite suddenly and was quite upset. He said he had been dreaming about you and would like to take you in his arms and tell you how much he loved you -- and to tell you how very much he was concerned about you, and how he hoped that you learned to love the truths of the Gospel and that you would always live them.
Then he told me about his dream, and said he didn't realize how very much he did love you till he saw you standing alone in his dream in that door way.
It brought back to ming the dream I had about you and Judyann, and the deep love I felt for you both and the terrible anguish I felt in the dream when Judyann fell into the water. And how I clung to your little hand and felt so terrible that I hadn't hung to Judyann's hand also.
I am sure that Grandpa loves you and Tommy, Judyann and Timmy just like I do. and we both pray that our Father in Heaven will always protect you all and help you always to cling to the iron rod so you won't get lost.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ub-cyKa4Tk8
Do you know the song about the iron rod? and what the iron rod is? Have your mother or your Father read it to you and tell you more about it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=55h0FS11Mlw
Do you know the primary song "I am a child of God". Isn't it a beautiful song. I love it. I'd like to come see you and have you sing it for me.
Good night little sweetheart. Give Tom Philip a big hug for me and tell him to give you one for me too.

lovingly
grandmother

Grandpas dream - and his letter it goes like this:

Blanding Utah November 17th 1963
Dear Kelly Sue:
I want to take time to tell you about my dream, because it was about you, and I have thought so much of it since then, that I won't be satisfied till I have written about it. (see he has to write them down too and he was a much wiser man than I)
In my dream U was going along a road with your Grandma and your father and mother and you. We expected to meet somebody at a certain place, but when we got there, nobody was there to meet us, and while we waited we saw a house, and went to it. Nobody was at home, so we went in and waited.

When we heard somebody pass by, we went to the door to see who it was, and where they had gone. We all went outside but you, and I think your other told you to stay in the house. You didn't want to stay, and as I went out, I told you to leave the door open and you could see us. We went quite a way from the house, and I looked back and saw you standing in the doorway.
The people we heard had gone by, and we hurried on to see where they had gone. As we were about to go out of sight of the house, I looked back and saw you still standing in the open doorway. I said we shouldn't go away and leave you there, but the others said you would be alright, that we would be going back in just a little while. But we went on and on, and I was thinking all the time about you there all alone.
We saw a car stopped some distance away, and we went to it. Uncle Dan and Aunt Need were in it. They had been on a long trip, and had their car loaded with a lot of interesting things, and they had a lot of interesting things to tell us. When we had been listening to them for quite awhile, I remembered with a start that we had left you all this long time there alone in that strange house. I said: "I;m going back right now to Kelly Sue."
I started off on the run, the others said they would be coming soon, but I couldn't wait for them. I found in a little while that I had been going the wrong direction, and I turned around to get right, and got still farther wrong. I came to where I had to go down a steep hill, so steep that I began to slide, and I dropped down into a dry ditch so deep I couldn't get out of it for a long way.
I passed people going back and forth in that ditch, and not any of them could tell me where to go. When I found a place where I could get up over the bank, I just didn't know where I was. I looked all around and thought of Kelly Sue as I had seen you standing in that doorway, and I was just sick thinking about you.

I thought "She will have come out and tried to sund us, and she can't find us! And we can't find her! We can't even find her tracks! And I had got so far away in the hills that I didn't even know how to find that car with Uncle Dan and Aunt Need and the others so we could begin hunting."
I just wanted to sit down and cry, and I was saying "O my poor little Kelly Sue, why were we so stupid as to leave her standing all alone there in the doorway!" I felt so terrible about it that I woke up, and it was a great relief to think: "O good -- it was just a dream. Kelly Sue is safe at home with her father and mother." And I thought, as I remembered how bad I felt: "I do surely hope Kelly Sue will never be left to wander away and get lost."

Now with love and the best of wishes my dear Kelly Sue,
I am Grandpa Lyman

What do you think?