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Wednesday, July 31, 2019

Korean Bulgogi Sauce

Monica at The Yummy Life had a recipe I wanted to try:  Vegan Bulgogi.  I didn't make the Bulgogi but just the sauce this time.  I will wait until South Carolina for the Bulgogi itself.  I do not have a high tolerance for disappointing people with the supper menu so this seemed like a great idea--the waiting for the bulgogi.  Son #3 says he eats bulgogi for lunch occasionally when going out with co-workers.  I do not think his progeny has a taste for it yet.

This is her Everyday Sauce recipe the way I made it.


1 1/2 cups soy sauce
3/4 cup sugar
1/4 cup toasted sesame oil
6+ garlic cloves
2 inches fresh ginger
1 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes
1/3 cup chopped green onions

Put all these items in your blender and blend until smooth.  Store in glass jars in the refrigerator.  Shake before using.


It is a good idea to label the jar covers so there are no unpleasant surprises for  people who happen to open the refrigerator looking for hot fudge sauce...

Tuesday, July 30, 2019

Evening Wildlife

On one of our last evenings in Vermont we were sitting at the table eating supper.  A lovely doe white-tailed deer walked across the yard right in front of us.  I rushed to the east door to the porch and there she was just munching her way across the yard!  Her tail was flipping like crazy.  Deer flies are a real problem this year, and they were really after her.  Poor thing.


It was such a joy to see her. I suspect we won't see a lot of wildlife in our backyard in South Carolina.  Unless it is alligators, which I am hoping will NOT be there.  I questioned the real estate agent about alligators in the pond at the back of our property. He was rather evasive...yikes.

Monday, July 29, 2019

Munchie Monday: Hot Fudge Sauce

Going over the edge sweets-wise the other day, I gathered the ingredients for this fudge sauce.  It turned out really well.

In a medium sized sauce pan put 2/3 cup heavy cream, 1/2 cup light corn syrup, 1/3 cup brown sugar, 1/4 cup unsweetened baking cocoa and 1/2 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips.

Bring to a boil over medium heat, stirring.  Reduce the heat to simmer the syrup for about 5 minutes, stirring off and on, then remove from heat.  Add another 1/2 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips ( 1 cup total) and 2 Tablespoons butter.  Add vanilla if you want.  I didn't.  Stir until smooth.  Pour over anything you like.  We put it over ice cream, but it would be good over lots of things, such as cake.  Or even bread pudding, though that might be a bit much...



You most likely will have some left over so when you are ready to use it again, you might want to warm it up for about 30 seconds, maybe a minute, in the microwave.  No more than a minute, though.  Don't test me on this one.  It would be a sad thing to have the sauce rise up and over your container in the microwave if it is there too long.  Several short warm-ups are better than one long one.  Trust me on this.

Friday, July 26, 2019

Food Friday: Spicy Thai Peanut Sauce

Last week I wanted to make some spring rolls.  I love them.  Particularly with a spicy peanut sauce.  There are as many peanut sauce recipes as there are people, I think.  This is the one I concocted.

Spicy Thai Peanut Sauce

1 cup peanut butter
1/3 cup soy sauce
2 Tablespoons rice wine vinegar
3 cloves garlic
2 Tablespoons sriracha
2 Tablespoons fresh ginger
2/3 cup  water

Put all these things in your blender with the liquid ingredients first.  Blend until super smooth.  Enjoy with your spring rolls.  Then use any leftovers as a salad dressing.  This is especially good on kale/onion/broccoli/celery salad!


Thursday, July 25, 2019

Almost Ready For The Truck!

In less than forty-eight hours the UPack truck will be pulling into our driveway to be loaded.  Friday night we are inviting people to come help us load.  We are just about ready for that event.  Still more things in the cellar plus the things in our bedroom need to come down, but those are pretty much last minute things.

One thing I decided to do is to put all the clothing, etc I need until 7 August (which is probably the latest that the truck will arrive at our house in South Carolina) in my carry-on bag and everything else will go in my big suitcase and be packed onto the truck.  The idea is meant to please Dear One who does not want to have a heavy car for this run to South Carolina.  The trip to Oregon was a totally full and heavy car.  The trip to Vermont was pretty much the same, only a little lighter.  This time, maybe only a few things in the car.  We shall see.


This is the view from the stairs...only a small part of the stuff.  J and A will be SO HAPPY to get back their living room.  It has been a trial for everyone to have no living room for almost a month  Almost back to normal. 

So--48 hours to loading time, then 36 hours after that we head south.  We will be going to my sister's house for a couple of days  to visit, decompress, and to help a friend with family history concerns, then on to the end of the road in Sumter, South Carolina.  After which another side of the real work begins...the truck will show up with our stuff, we will unload into the garage, then box by box move the contents to their final resting places.  We will acquire furnishings piece by piece as we are able.  (This is just to give fair warning that visitors will get to sleep on the floor for the foreseeable future...!)

Wednesday, July 24, 2019

Watch Out!

It has been necessary to refill several prescriptions since we returned to Vermont.  One of them came in two bottles with a note that suppliers had changed so the pills, though the same dosage, looked different.  I found that out for myself this morning when I was apportioning the pills into the little pill box I use to keep track of which pills to take when.


Really there was no problem until I put the little round pill in the middle into the bottle with the same color oval pills on the left.  THEY ARE NOT THE SAME PRESCRIPTION!!! Fortunately I noticed the bottle before I closed up shop on the project.

The little light green round pill is the same as the bright green oval pill.  I did get them pulled out of the other bottle and now all is well. I am not sure what might have happened if I had left them as I had mis-mixed them, BUT now I don't have to worry.

So...be watchful when you are doing your pills.  Probably a better idea would be to get into perfect health so no pills are necessary. I am working on that.  At least I am working on it after a fashion.  Being home it has been a joy to be with beloved friends and family.  We often meet and eat.  I have not gotten the habit of very little food yet, but the last few days have noted that as I have been too busy to do much eating the blood sugar has been much happier.  May this continue...

Tuesday, July 23, 2019

Munchie Monday: Perfect Instant Pot Brown Rice--a Day Late!

Recently I was browsing brown rice recipes on the internet.  The big news is that you make the rice using 1 cup rice to 1 cup water!!  No matter what kind of rice you are using.  I tried that.  It worked.

In this case I used some vegetable broth I made in the Instant Pot in place of water.  I set the timer for 2 minutes of cooking on High.  Then I left the cooker to release naturally for 22 minutes.  The rice was perfect.

Well,  the above is what I wrote before I checked the rice.  Now I will tell what I did next...

Rice the first time
The rice was not even remotely cooked!  I had used the Rice mode, forgetting that the rice mode is low pressure.  After the IP pressure was released, I checked it out, stirred the rice in the small bowl I had set inside the inner pot, then reset the IP going at 15 minutes at high pressure.


Final note:  The third time is the charm--I had forgotten that it should have been:cook the rice for 22 minutes then let pressure release naturally for 18-22 minutes, though in this case I was busy watching the new driveway being made and left the pressure release for 30 minutes.  Rice was still good.

Last brown rice trial was successful.  1.25 cups rice and a tiny bit more vegetable broth since I did not want to toss our the last couple of tablespoons of broth in the jar.


Friday, July 19, 2019

Food Friday: Quick and Easy Zucchini Noodles and Vermicelli

One of my favorite things to eat is zoodles. It is so easy to make them with the spiralizer.  They lighten up spaghetti tremendously, especially if you put in more zoodles than spaghetti noodles. 

When I was looking for some good vegetables at Shaw's (since we have been home I had already shopped at Price Chopper, Hannaford's, Wing's, and the Coop--I wanted one more time shopping in each place) I saw some beautiful firm YOUNG zucchinis.  I picked up four of them and resolved to make spaghetti for supper.  Slipping zoodles into a recipe like spaghetti can get some vegetables into resistant vegetable eaters!

Quick and Easy Zoodles and Vermicelli

Put a large pot of water on the stove to start boiling.

Spiralize four young zucchinis--about 6-7 inches long and 1 1/2 inches in diameter/thick. 

Heat a cast iron frying pan and place in it 1 Tablespoon olive oil.  When hot, add the zoodles and toss to cook. 

At the same time break up a pound of vermicelli into thirds if you are feeding young children.  It is hard for them to eat long noodles...and put them into the boiling water to cook.

Continue tossing and cooking the zucchini until you are happy with it.  I actually cooked it until the vermicelli was cooked because it did not take long.

Drain the vermicelli in a colander then put back into the pot. Add the cooked zoodles and a jar of Ragu spaghetti sauce.  (I said it was quick and easy...!) . Toss well and serve.



After I had eaten a tiny bowl, Son #3 told me he put some sea salt and Frank's Red Hot Sauce on his bowl. I had to try it.  I am very new to Frank's Red Hot Sauce, but may I say: it was fabulous.  I had several more tiny bowls, then had some more for breakfast today!  Yummy yummy.

The smallest grandchild insisted he could not eat zoodles.  When it was made a condition of receiving a bowl of a multi-berry sherbet for dessert he said, "Okay...", and began shoveling the spaghetti into his gullet.  And I mean shoveling!  He was done in three bites.  Because I am a mean grandma, and wanted to rub it in a little...so he would get the message that often things he thinks will be awful are not at all bad to eat, I asked him how it was.  He said, "It was kind of good."  Funny little creature.


Wednesday, July 17, 2019

Homecoming Talk Second Try plus link

Well, the waking up in the middle of the night for writing continues!

Here is the second try at preparing a homecoming talk.  At the bottom of the page is a link where you can hear both of our homecoming talks.  Dear One has a soft voice so you may have to fiddle with your volume, but it is worth the effort.  He gave a wonderful inspiring talk.  My talk comes through loud and clear after the hymn. I am sorry I don't know how to cut the mp3 into discreet parts so you could choose what part to hear but there you have it.  A non-professional doing her best.  Maybe my best will improve over time and experience...

We were presented with our missionary plaque at the beginning of Sacrament Meeting.  I am so happy to have this in our home.  It brings glorious memories.


This is the talk I wrote.  Below it is the link to the talk I actually gave.  There is a vast difference as you will see if you want to listen.  The total length of the MP3 is about 45 minutes.

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On 1 July 2017, 50 years and one week after I was baptized a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Bob and I received the letter we had been anticipating for our 44 years together.  We were called to serve full-time as missionaries and assigned to the Oregon Portland Mission as office specialists.  We did not really know what that meant but were confident the Heavenly Father would not ask us to do something at which we would fail.

Nineteen days after that letter arrived, we left our home in Thetford with our car filled to the gunwales with the things we thought we would need for the next 18 months. We drove to Concord, NH and were set apart by our stake president then continued on to our first stop in Connecticut.  We drove cross country then spent time with our Utah children, including attending the baptism of one of our granddaughters before arriving at the Missionary Training Center in Provo, Utah where we learned and studied for about two weeks.  There were three other office specialist couples in our group of 60-some senior couples who were training that week.  During the second week at the MTC we received word that Bob was to be Housing Coordinator and I was to be Mission Secretary…whatever those assignments meant!

We soon learned.

As housing coordinator Bob handled everything to do with more than 80 apartments, including such things as moving beds and furniture in and out of second and third floor apartments, signing leases, finding new apartments in specific areas requested by the mission president.  He even opened a vacuum cleaner repair shop in the mission office. At least it seemed that way sometimes.  He had as many as four or five vacuums in the office at one time.  Most of the time the missionary sisters’ long hair had clogged up the roller or filled the hose.  Sometimes the bags were full and the missionaries did not know how empty them.  These are things every young person should learn how to deal with—real life skills!

For myself, the words I said most often every day were:  “Oregon Portland Mission, this is Sister Crossett.”  With those words a myriad of issues came to my attention.  Often these calls were messages for the Housing Coordinator, for the Vehicle Coordinator, or for the Finance Secretary or the Technology Missionary.  Those were easily passed along if those senior missionaries were in the office.  Sometimes I could handle the concern without passing along the message…such as when missionaries wanted to change the designated driver of the mission car.  I just had to write up the change and put it on the Vehicle Coordinator’s desk. A missionary might call to ask if he or she could use a loaner phone or tablet since their phone or tablet had been smashed when “something” had happened to it.  Sometimes the missionary calling was a visa waiter whose monthly money had not come in.  Sometimes there were calls about upcoming baptisms, or needs to change interview schedules.  In our mission, the mission president interviewed every single missionary every single month.  A huge undertaking but one that helped him better help the missionary rise to his or her highest potential as a missionary.

Other frequent calls came from community members who were looking for financial help in one way or another.  They did not know who they were calling, just that the word “mission” was in the phone book.  Since we were unequipped to give out rent money or pay utility bills or other such things, I tried to locate a bishop in geographical area from which the persons were calling as the bishops could possibly help.

Phone calls also came in requesting missionaries to go to local hospitals to give blessings to injured or ill persons, both members of this church and others.  I had to find out which missionary elders were serving in the area where the particular hospital was located.  Sometimes these hospitals were in a different mission.  As mission secretary I always carried my cell phone with me and had it on and charged day and night for emergency calls.  One night there was a call from a person whose relative was stuck in the Mexico City airport because they had been mugged and lost all their money and their ticket home to Oregon.  I had to find the correct mission president in Mexico City to assist this family.  I was able to look up mission presidents in the Church Directory then called the one who sounded the most like an English speaker.  He was not the correct one, but he told me which mission to call.  That new mission president’s name was Alvarez, or something like that.  How much English do you suppose he spoke?!  About as much as I spoke Spanish!  Not so great, but then, miracle of miracles, he asked his wife to get on the telephone.  She spoke perfect English and instantly grasped the problem and promised to take care of it.  And she did.  Often I did not learn the rest of the story with the calls I needed to make, but in this case, she let me know the family had been housed and fed, and were back at the airport waiting for their plane to Oregon.

Other tasks I performed regularly were to create files for incoming missionaries, to send out packets of information about the mission, and welcome letters from the president. I also created a Devotional Calendar to assign office missionaries to prepare a thought for our daily office devotional.  Those devotionals were precious times sharing together.  I also wrote The Oregon Trail, the monthly newsletter of mission doings that all the missionaries received.  One more thing I did every Transfer (every six weeks) was help prepare for the dinner at the mission home for the departing missionaries, and prepare for the incoming missionaries by ordering a bag supper and bedding for them, plus creating a checklist for the other senior missionaries who helped at Transfers so we would not miss an essential task.  May I say that all these things were not done to perfection, for example, for the Devotional Calendar, I often scheduled seniors to give the thoughts on days they were not going to be in the office.  Those days we just had a prayer, or we skipped the devotional.  Not the best days…

Some of the best days in the mission were days when the mission office had visits from the missionaries.  We particularly loved the monthly Mission Leadership Council days because all the zone leaders would come into the office to pick up the supplies their zone needed for the next month.  We got to know them on a more personal level.  So sweet.  Of course not all missionary visits were were fun and games.  Once President handed me paper with a list of questions on it, asked me to duplicate it, and to give it to a companionship that was going to be arriving in the office shortly.  These questions were about they were doing with some of the more basic mission rules.  When I saw it, I got a funny feeling.  When the first missionary came out of the office I could see that the interview had not been a happy one.  After a bit I had the impression I should bring the missionary a glass of water.  Which I did. And then felt I should ask one or two questions.  Which I also did.  By the time the companion returned the first missionary seemed to be on an even keel again.  I have no idea of any specifics of the missionary problem, but do know that the Holy Ghost helped me help that missionary.


Not all phone interactions were happy ones.  The first time a call came in from a very angry man, very angry, I did not know how to handle that man’s problem. I actually did the wrong thing, which I won’t tell you about, but I did learn that it is important to just listen, let the person vent, then assure them that we would do our best not to have the same thing happen again.  Another time, actually two times, a person called about a Little Free Library where missionaries were placing missionary tracts and Books of Mormon.  It turns out that NO religious literature of any denomination is allowed in the Little Free Library.  Once we got the word out to the missionaries to stop doing it, I am confident they did stop.  At least we had not more phone calls about that particular pecadillo.  Our missionaries are so enthusiastic and anxious to serve that sometimes…

I learned many things while serving with Bob as a full time missionary. 

First and foremost, I learned that God, our loving Heavenly Father, is totally aware of each one of us and helps us according to our needs every single day.  We could not have done the work without His strengthening enlightening care.  For example, our first apartment was an upstairs apartment with seventeen stairs, uncovered, with only one railing.  The first winter was a little rugged in that the stairs were sometimes icy and scary.  I never did fall down them, but it was a concern.  Just before our second winter another missionary couple in our apartment complex had to go home for surgery.  We got to move into their ground floor apartment.  What a blessing that was.  Another experience where He blessed me was when I needed to take the train to a store in central Portland to pick up some flags.  I was quite nervous about this trip…when would I get off the train, how would I get to the store, would it be too far to walk, what would the train ride be like?  As it happens, I was prompted to put an app on my phone with Portland street maps, the train schedules and routes,  etc on it.  I had no problems at all on that trip, even though it took me nearly three hours start to finish.  Fortunately there were other missionaries in the office who handled the phones in my absence…and had very few calls to distract them from their own work!

Another thing I learned is that personal goals are such a great idea.  They are even better ideas if we create a plan on how to achieve each of these goals.  I left Vermont with several personal goals.  I worked hard hard hard every day, (we both did) and came home to Vermont with all of these goals in exactly the same place as when we left .  Of course, they were rather selfish goals:  I planned to lose a lot of weight (instead I gained 30 pounds—though by the time we left I had lost twenty of that when I did have a plan!).  I wanted to complete the writing of my culinary memoir and give it to my editor here in the ward so I could send it to a publisher by the end of the mission.  Not done.  Another selfish goal was to learn to do really good watercolor paintings. I did paint a few rather hokey paintings, but not having a plan, and quite frankly, arriving back at the apartment at the end of each day, I was so completely wiped out that I mostly just sat in a chair building up energy to get into bed.

One goal I had that I did accomplish because I had a plan was that every day I read at least one chapter in the holy scriptures.  Often much more.  That made me happy.  Now in the Gospel Library app on our phones there is a Study Plans module where we can create a plan to accomplish our particular scripture study goals.  Such a help.

Part of the planning to succeed in personal goals is to plan to work hard every day, every single moment to accomplish the goals.  No slacking off. No breaks.  I did very well on the eating goals, for a few days but not consistently.  Consistency would have brought a totally different result.  Fast food is a curse.

Another important thing that I learned more completely is that the Holy Ghost helps us will all our needs.  So often I had impressions that I should do something or even say particular words.  When I acted immediately, good things resulted.

For an example, one  Saturday we were at home and I received a call requesting help in giving a blessing.  I discovered that the missionary elders assigned to that hospital were all away at a meeting at that time. I called someone in the local ward but no one was home.  I had the impression that I should keep trying and finally multiple calls later I was able to text back the brother with the number of someone who could assist. A week later I received a text message telling me of the outcome.  This little six-week old boy had had one lung collapsed and only about 1/3 of the other lung functioning.  He had been on a CPAP machine to keep him breathing.  When his uncle texted me, the little baby was alert and laughing and had a healthy pink skin color.  So sweet to hear that.  It made me realize how important it is to listen to the Spirit and act on His promptings even if it is inconvenient. Also how important to report back to people who make requests.

Several times in scripture we read of someone, usually a father or grandfather, giving counsel or blessings to his children and grandchildren before parting.  Because this talk is both a homecoming as well as a farewell talk, I would like to share a few words with you.  Words that I have been trying to live by, my whole life but more specifically this past two years.  Please accept them as words of love, from someone who cares for you very much. When our mission president asked us to share our testimonies in the final zone conference we were in Portland I gave some pretty similar messages to our wonderful missionaries.

1. Be kind always.
2. Work hard every day. Every single day.
3. Keep the commandments of our Father in Heaven. Every one of those commandments is important. He gave them to bless your life.
4. Immerse yourself in the scriptures daily. Not only will you learn scriptures stories and be strengthened by them, you will receive personal revelation on how to run your own lives. 
5. Counsel with the Lord in all your doings (just another way to say, pray often) and He will direct you.
6. Don't eat the "king's food". (Remember Daniel, Shadrach, Meshach and Abed-nego). I did eat the king's food. It was a really big mistake. Instead, eat the wonderful foods our Father in Heaven has given us as delineated in Doctrine and Covenants 89, the Word of Wisdom.
7. Don't take another sip of those sugary, and fake sugary, beverages that you love so much. They are poison and will wreck your bodies. Instead, drink clean pure water, also a gift from Heavenly Father.
8. Serve others continually. In every way you can.  And remember, in the ways you can, not how your sister or brother or neighbor serves, but how you can serve.
9. Share your testimony of God’s goodness to others often.
10. Be consistent in doing these things and you will be happy and lifted up at the last day.

I have come to know more certainly that God is our  Heavenly Father, who loves us, and guides us always.

I know that Jesus Christ, His only begotten son, is our savior and redeemer, who gave his life as a ransom for us, that we might become perfected in Him and return to live with them one day.  Abiding by His example will bless our lives and the lives of those around us.

I know that the Holy Ghost will guide us in all things we need.  As we listen to that still small voice and act on the impressions that come to us, we can make a difference for good.

I know that Joseph Smith, the young farm boy, did actually see Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ in vision, and through him the gospel of Jesus Christ was restored to the earth as it had been in the days when Jesus walked the earth himself.

I know that Russel M. Nelson leads and guides the Church today through the direction of Jesus Christ.

I know that one day we can sit down together in their presence in heaven.  I hope we all live on the same street there.



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Homecoming Talk link.  Just click on it and it should take you right to the beginning of our part of the program. I did have sense enough not to record the full program...

https://www.dropbox.com/s/sndj2vpc99t2obm/homecoming%20talk%20first%20try.mp3?dl=0

Tuesday, July 16, 2019

Homecoming Talk, First Iteration

On 29 April 1950 a daughter, their second child together, was born to Grant Lester Matthew Corwin and Barbara Read McIntosh Neill Corwin.

On 25 June 1967, she and her sister were baptized by immersion for a remission of their sins and became members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

Six years later, after finishing high school, graduating from Brigham Young University and teaching school for one year at Craftsbury Academy, this same girl, me, was married to Robert John Crossett in the Cardston, Alberta Temple where we began our adventures together.

Fifty years and one week after I was baptized Bob and I received our mission call to serve as office specialists in the Oregon Portland Mission.  Nineteen days later we had turned our house over to Jonathan and Alissa, disposed of many items, and I am embarrassed to say, left a huge mess of mostly my stuff for Jonathan and Alissa to take care of/throw out, and that evening, 20 July 2017 we were set apart to serve as full-time missionaries together, a dream we had had for all of our life together.   This mission we had prepared for all those years together by serving our family and our brothers and sisters in the Gospel in every capacity we were able.

We arrived at the Provo, Utah Missionary Training Center where we were trained on how to be full-time missionaries and especially how to fulfill our responsibilities in the mission office.

We arrived in the Portland area on Saturday 19 August that year.  It was our first experience together in apartment living in a large city.  On the following Monday was the total solar eclipse which we were able to view from our apartment, a stunning event.  Early that afternoon we met the other office missionaries and our local trainers.  Thus began a nearly two year adventure together.

During those two years, many of you sent emails, text messages, comments and Likes on Facebook, and Pins from Pinterest, letters, cards, paintings, and the occasional phone call. I cannot emphasize enough what a blessing those communications those were to me.  Even though Bob and I were together, doing what we had chosen to do, there was a great deal of homesickness for the loved ones and familiar places and activities at home in Vermont. Every single contact was a blessed and encouraging event for me and I thank you for them.

Now, just under two years later we have finished our first full-time mission together and have arrived home to Vermont. We are ready to start another adventure together in our old age. (In this case it is selling our home and moving to a more clement climate...)

 Because of the lovely winters in Oregon (the first winter we had about 1/4 inch of snow overnight on Christmas Eve so we had a white Christmas for about half an hour when we woke up!) where the lowest temperatures approached 25 degrees F, we have decided that we would like to be done with icy roads, freezing rain, and feet of snow to shovel every year and have found a home in South Carolina.  It is terribly wrenching to make that change but we have studied and researched and planned and prayed to know what to do for much of the time we have been away from our family and friends and familiar and loved surroundings.  As we pray to know what to do with our lives, Heavenly Father will give each of us a confirming answer to our prayers, either positive or negative, or He is silent and lets us make our own decisions when we have studied it out in our minds and when that decision is one we can make on our own.

Before closing I need to say that this mission has been such a blessing in more ways that I can say.  I hope you have felt our prayers in your behalf as we have felt your prayers and loving wishes during these years.  

There were days in the office when we were so busy that we longed for the day to end. As Mission Secretary much of my time was spent on the telephone with "Oregon Portland Mission, this is Sister Crossett" beginning the call.  Every call was different and sometimes there were several calls at once.  Often I was able to forward the call to another office missionary for whom it was meant, either the Housing Coordinator who was my husband, the President's secretary, the Vehicle Coordinator, the Finance Secretary, the Departures Secretary, or the Supplies and Technology missionary.  Many times there were calls for the President which we were able to handle on his behalf.

As Mission Secretary other responsibilities I had were to prepare files for incoming young missionaries, to handle requests for rental and housing and other assistance from the general public, to pass referrals along to the appropriate missionaries, whether they were local or anywhere else in the world.  This was rather taxing when we needed missionaries in foreign countries and in foreign languages I did not speak (which was actually every language other than English, though I did try to improve upon that lack...).  Welcome letters and packets for incoming missionaries were my responsibility as well as informing the President and others of our incoming missionaries and preparing boarding passes for out missionaries who were returning home.  

Another responsibility I had was to call the office missionaries for a devotional every day after having prepared a devotional calendar.  We would have a thought and prayer each time.  May I say this was not my finest hour.  Often the senior missionaries assigned the thought on a particular day were not scheduled to be in the office, even though when I created the calendar I thought they would be.

Another joyous task I had was to create the Oregon Trail, the monthly newsletter we sent to all our full-time missionaries.

All these activities, along with our services to the local ward we had been assigned to assist helped me become even more committed to the Gospel of Jesus Christ.  And even firmer in my testimony of the Gospel.

I learned that there is a mission for every single one of us.  Each of us can do something to forward the Lord's work on the earth, something perfectly fitted to each one of us, whether it is full time or part time, whether away from home of serving while still living at home.  Each opportunity is a valuable service to our Savior and worth doing.


I know that God is our loving Heavenly Father.

I know that Jesus Christ is His only Begotten Son and our Savior and Redeemer who has atoned for our sins, made it possible for us to be resurrected at the end of our lives, and made exaltation with Them in the Celestial Kingdom.

I know that the Holy Ghost  will tell us all things that we should do to be happy and be worthy to return to Their Presence.

I know that the boy Joseph Smith really did see God, Our Father, and Jesus Christ in a vision and became the prophet of the Restoration.  Through him in 1830 the Lord's Church was restored to this earth, to prepare us all for the Second Coming of our Lord Jesus Christ.

I know that today we have a prophet on the earth who leads and directs us  all in the way we should go to be happy on this earth and prepared to live again in heaven with our families and other loved ones.

I know that by living the principles of the gospel of Jesus Christ, our hearts and lives can be filled with love which we can share with others.

As we fill our lives with this love, we can bless and serve others, and make the tiniest show of gratitude for Our Savior for His atoning sacrifice  on our behalf.

At the last day, we can be lifted up to meet the Savior and sit down together in heaven.  I hope we all live on the same street.