The moves!

Ok, nobody faint...I'm actually writing something.  Where do I start, there are so many memories?

For my first one, I would like to share some memories of our moves.  Ah yes, the Glemser family vacations (ie. moving) back and forth from heaven to...well you know.  I guess we all have a bit of gypsy in us now - since many of us have moved around after getting married.  

I remember all the fun you and I had in the U-Hall Dad.  Well it was fun for me - not sure if you shared my lighthearted view of the road.  I remember when crossing the high desert in southern Utah it was so cold that the diesel in the U-Hall froze and the truck stopped in the middle of nowhere.  This was of course, before cell phones.  I can't remember how we got someone to help us, but I think someone stopped and then I believe you went with them to the closest town and brought back a mechanic (I'm fuzzy on that) but I do remember the Lord definitely was with us and helped us though.  We did eventually get moving again.  I sure did love riding in the truck - we always had our "trucker hats" on.

On perhaps the same move or it could have been another - we had gotten stuck in a parking lot because you were towing a car behind the U-hall and it became hopelessly jack knifed behind us - I remember that being a very cold night as well - I don't think you got much sleep that night.

We must have always moved in the winter Because the next event I remember was when we were going over the pass to get into Montana (I believe it's Monida pass) the blizzard conditions were so bad we could not see but a few feet in from of us - I was just thrilled we were back in the promised land, but I am sure your knuckles were white and you were praying we would survive!  Mom was somewhere behind us and it was Angels that kept her and the rest of the kids safe that's for sure!  

I loved spending all of that time with you Dad!  I have always loved being on the road and I am sure it was from those times.  I have laughed to myself on all of my own misadventures moving - remembering the ones we had together.  The apple does not fall too far from the tree.  You are always with me Dad - on every move and every adventure in my life your spirit is close, even though you may be far away.  What a great adventure we have had.

Mike

Our First Meeting - Tiffany

I will always remember the first time I met Mom and Dad. It was the day before Father's Day in 2006, and John and I had barely started dating. All of the couples who lived in the valley went to a Temple session together as a special Father's Day gift and John and I were meeting up with everyone outside of the Temple. I was feeling a little bit nervous, but that feeling soon vanished when we met. I instantly felt welcomed into the family and Mom and Dad were so kind and sweet. Later at the restaurant, Mom was trying to get all of the kids to sign a card for Dad without him noticing. It was John's turn and Mom needed him to move over to the side so Dad wouldn't see him. Of course John wasn't paying attention so she said to me in her sweet voice, "Tiffany, why don't you stand over here, because John will go wherever you go." I loved it! I knew I was going to marry John, and this was the wonderful family I was going to be a part of!
I will be eternally grateful to you for the amazing man that you have raised! He has been such a special blessing to me all because of you.

John and Tiffany, Summer 2006

Another Comforter - Johnny

Mom,
You were always my main source of comfort as a child.  Whether lost at White Sands or seemingly dying on the Gila River, you were what kept me going and I always wanted to be, and still do, where you were/are.  You have always been a great comfort to me.  Because I know that you are Celestial bound, may I be there with you?

Hometeaching - Johnny

Dad, I absolutely loved being your hometeaching companion!  I wish I still was.  I remember that every family we hometaught, you made them feel that they were valued, and absolutely essential in the Lord's church.  I watched you serve, give blessings, teach and expound the scriptures, laugh and cry with our families.  I saw the Savior through you and learned at an early age that it was much better to be good than bad.

Forgotten? - Johnny

During high school, at Thunderbird, I belonged to a soccer league with a few of my friends.  One evening after practice, I was waiting for Mom and Dad to come pick me up.  Though I probably could have easily gotten a ride from one of my friends, I insisted that I would wait for my own.  One by one, each of my teamates went home with their parents while I was soon left alone in the parking lot.  As you know, patience is not a keen Glemser trait, and after making the 'wise' conclusion that I was surely forgotten, I decided to make the treck home by myself in the dark.  During my tearful walk, I selfishly thought to myself, "how could they forget to pick me up?  Am I not important to them?  Its going to take me a couple of hours to get home.  I wonder if they'll notice that I'm not there and come looking for me.  I bet they'll feel real sorry when they see me walk in the door."  During my internal epilogue and murmuring, a familiar Ford minivan zoomed past.  Despite my attempts to wave the familiar vehicle to a halt, it was too dark and the occupents could not see me.  Now I thought, "I'm in trouble."  They hadn't forgotten me after all!  Now they will wonder where I've gotten to.  They'll be worried.  Thinking it was out of my control, I figured the best thing to do, would be to continue walking home.  A couple of minutes later, dad and mom pulled up along side of me to pick me up.  Though Dad was rightfully upset, I have always remember what he said to me.  "Johnny, we would never forget about you."  I immediately felt their love and quickly repented for the selfish things I had thought. 
You see, our Father in Heaven has not forgotten his children, nor has he abbandoned them to wander aimlessly in the dark to find their own way home.  He has given us Mom and Dad.  They have done a terrific job in leading us to that tree who's fruit is most desirable.  Now it is up to us to lead the rest of our posterity home.  I learned a lesson of patience, and knew that my parents loved me and would never forget about me.  My parents came to this earth before me, and pre-mortally I had to be patient while they discovered the gospel and prepared the vehicle for which was to bring us home.  We knew they would find it, and rejoiced when they did.  There was too much at stake for them not too!

Grandpa is so fun - Jacob

Grandpa always shows me fun stuff on his ipad. He always talks to me about stuff that I want to talk about. Grandpa is very funny and does lots of jokes. He mostly does jokes with Jo, and I love him and I love Grandma too. He is really fun and he loves everybody and whenever he comes to our house he says "is this my little Jacob, and is this my little Ben, and is this my little Katie, and is this my little Emma, and is this my little Jo." Everyone loves him, and that's it. (Jacob told me "and you have to actually write 'and that's it'" :)

She is a good Grandma - Jacob

I loved finding wood at the beach with Grandma.  We made birdhouses and stuff with the wood.  This was fun being at the beach and looking at the waves and finding all different pieces of wood with grandma. I love Grandma because she is so nice, and Grandpa's nice too :). I liked that she face timed with us opening our presents and letting us open our presents. I love that she always buys me Dino pebbles cereal at her house and makes it for me. She is a good grandma.