Wednesday, February 25, 2009

My Brother

My brother Clarence was a keeper. Those of you who knew him well know that he was also a pack rat, but I’m not talking about that.

He was a word-keeper, a memory-keeper, a journal-keeper. He was faithful in writing in his journal for most of his adult life, at least from the time he went on his mission.

I remember when I was younger, we stayed overnight at his house, it may have been in Twin Falls or Rigby, I don’t remember which, but when I went into the bathroom there were volumes on journal on the back of the toilet. I guess most people use that as a reading room, Clarence used it as a writing room.

Clarence told me to keep writing when he found out I had started a blog. He encouraged me to submit a few of my stories to an online newsletter, Heroic Stories. It was with his help that I became published.

I cherish the history of my father, and my children have read it too. It is a great legacy to leave behind for family members.
Because Clarence has set such a good example for me, I will continue to keep a journal. It may not be a daily thing, but I do write regularly. It may not be in numerous volumes like these, it’s on my computer and on my blog. I may not give elaborate details about each and every event, but I write about who am at the time.
Clarence has left behind a glorious legacy of his life for his children, a treasure to cherish for years to come. He has encouraged me to do the same.


Meredith said...

I am so sorry! I'm praying for you.

Laura said...

Beautiful post and one I know was hard to write, but a beautiful story! I am praying for you!

The Parson's Wife said...

Again, I feel your pain, and am thankful that you have a loving Father to comfort you during this time. May He continue to hold you close. Praying.


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