Don and Lolane wintered each winter in St. George relishing their time together with family and seeking yard sales.
In honour of Presidents Day this year I thought I would post a couple of pictures I have regarding Presidents of the United States.
That is pretty much the closest I got to any of these Presidents, that I can prove. I have also been the resting spots of William Howard Taft, Harry S Truman, John F Kennedy.
Despite also being popular for Guy Fawkes Day which recently passed, Remember, Remember also relates to Remembrance Day, Armistice Day, or as we treat it in the United States, Veterans Day. As an American, the day is more a holiday than a solemn occasion of reflection or remembrance. Nevertheless, I thought I would honor it this week.
Interestingly, we find many people signing up for secession from the United States. I find it interesting that Guy Fawkes Day and Remembrance Day are so close on the calendar and their memorable phrases start with the same repetition of the word “Remembrance”. We seceded from the empire of Great Britain (which used to celebrate Empire Day on 24 May) and won the battle so secession became a legal right in the new colony. Then part of that new colony seceded and lost the battle so secession was no longer a legal right. The battle over secession is 1-1 on our soil but the latest precedent is against it. Our Declaration of Independence is not a legally binding document, but it certainly underlines the presumption of which the nation was founded, and overturned in the Civil War.
Either way, we honor the veterans on both sides of those conflicts in this nation. It just depends on where you live for which side you might feel a little more inclination. Here in the west, we really acceded into the United States rather than won our right to be a part of this nation. The French and Indian, 1812, and Civil War don’t mean much to us in Idaho.
When it comes to the world wars of our century, we have a part to play. Plus it certainly helps to have people we personally know who served and fought in these battles. Most of us know people who lost loved ones in these two wars. Hence these wars and accompanying veterans are more honored at present. In these wars we fought against forced accession into whatever nation was seeking to obtain.
Then we found ourselves during Korea and Vietnam in what is named the Cold War. We fought against forced accession by nations we did not agree with (we ignored the rest) but also sought to help other nations secede and ultimately become free and independent. We helped win that battle with the freedom of nations that were under the control of the United Soviet Socialist Republic. Elsewhere in the world, Belgium, Portugal, Germany, and the United Kingdom continued to allow other nations to become independent and we supported that movement.
American policy and law is less than clear on what exactly our position is on secession. The national mood towards our veterans does not even seem to be as clear cut as it has been in times past. A divide continues to build. I am not really sure over what. Whether we are for or against secession, those who are willing to fight for that right, rightly or wrongly, deserve our honor. After all, far too many of them gave the greatest sacrifice a person can give. We find it much more noble when a person voluntarily gives their life (whether they live or die) than those who are not allowed to choose to do so (but not to diminish their sacrifice). I honor our veterans because of what they give and those who give their all. Remember, those who live beyond the conflict still have to live with it the rest of their lives. May we honor all veterans who fight for their cause (are terrorists veterans?).
Yesterday was my one year anniversary as an attorney in the State of Idaho. We don’t have any plans to celebrate, but I just thought I would make a note of the date. I wanted to include a picture I took in 2005 and the only one that I could find that really seemed to indicate my fondness for Idaho. Therefore, this photo of me and George Laird Shoup.
I don’t expect anyone outside of Idaho to know who George Laird Shoup is or what his relationship is to me or Idaho. Honestly, I might be surprised if the majority of Idahoans know about him.
As you might be able to tell, his statue is one of Idaho’s two in the National Statuary Hall Collection located in the United States Capitol. As a side, the other statuary from Idaho is William Edgar Borah, who I could not get a photograph with due to his location in the US Capitol. This statuary was donated over a century ago. I do believe he is like many other historical figures, he was just in the right place at the right time. Shoup was appointed by President Harrison as Governor of the Idaho Territory. After Idaho became a state he was elected Idaho’s first Governor. The Idaho Legislature then elected Mr. Shoup as one of Idaho’s first United States Senators. As Governor, he only served a few weeks. He served just over 10 years as US Senator before he was defeated. Other than being the first Governor and one of the first Senators, I don’t know that he leaves any other lasting legacy on our State. But his statuary still represents us in Washington, DC.
Since I seem to write so much about ancestral lines and their stories, I like to pay homage to the living from time to time. Here are a few photos from Thanksgiving 2007 when my Great Uncle and Aunt Andra came to visit.
Donald is the brother to my maternal grandmother, Colleen Andra (1928 – 1999). I have written of her elsewhere, rather than a link, you can search for it here on the blog.
Donald and Lolane were called to serve a mission in the Washington D.C. Temple for 18 months. We visited them many times in Kensington, Montgomery, Maryland. After Thanksgiving Dinner with them in the Rock Creek Ward building, they were finally able to take some time off, drive down to Richmond, Henrico, Virginia, and spend some time with us. I have written about their visit at the time, but wanted to include a picture. We visited the Lewis Ginter Botanical Gardens (the picture above was in one of their buildings). We also visited Monticello, Shirley Plantation, and various sites around Richmond, Virginia. We very much enjoyed their time with us and look forward to when we can spend more time with them in the future.
One of the highlights of the visit for all of us was having lunch with Sister Angela Andra and her companion. It was a unique experience for me to sit at lunch with three full-time missionaries, all cousins with the last name of Andra. Angela is the granddaughter of Don’s (and my Grandma’s) brother, William (Bill) Fredrick Andra (Jr). Here is a picture of that occasion after lunch in Chesterfield, Chesterfield, Virginia.
I will wrap up with a picture of the breathtakingly beautiful Washington D.C. Temple. I wholeheartedly understand and agree with the reasons why the church has moved to the smaller temples for ease of access and utility. However, something about the size and grandeur of the big temples still strikes more awe of God into my hard heart.