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Almost 70 years ago Clyda and Veon were married. That union is why we are all here. This blog is created to capture our thoughts and help us get to know each other better. There will be a new question posted each Sunday until December. Please use contributors first names only. If you are posting anonymously please add your first name to the text. Enjoy!
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Attention everyone...Marilyn has a WEB PAGE !! You can check it out at www.marilynsmithartist.com!
Nicole, please publish the following disclaimer in a prominent place:
I hesitated to make long narratives with these posts, but Nicole said she might put the whole blog thing into a book form someday, and I could use this as a forum for writing for my kids and grandkids. I can’t pass up an opportunity like that. So rather than bore you, feel free to skip anything you’re not interested in or don’t want to be bothered to read. Sonja
Note from Nicole:
I am happy to do this for anybody that is interested. I am enjoying hearing from each of you and would love to hear from more. Thanks Sonja for taking the time to work on this and giving us an opportunity to get to know you better.
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I look at the scenery and listen to my taped music. Never boring.
Marilyn
When I had an hour commute to work in Provo I listened to books, mostly. On the way home I usually listened to Mark Waite (and his little tidbits of news from the world of music and the arts between the music) on KBYU. He and Marcus Smith were my source of music education for nearly 15 years. Now I'm seldom in the car alone except for short jaunts so I just visit with whomever I with - usually Ve.
Sonja
I do listen to the radio. Sometimes music, sometimes news radio. But mostly, and this is embarrassing, I talk to myself. I process the day or an issue with which I'm struggling, or just say the things I wish I had the nerve to say or the ears to say it to. Sometimes I just talk about some memory and my thoughts and feelings about it. It's best if I can talk out loud, and when people see me, I pretend I'm singing. This is why I cannot listen to books. I can't stay focused on them because I'm focusing on ME. I do this in the shower, too. Some of my best "AHA moments" have been in the shower. It can really waste the water, though. Is this an illness? Maybe blogging is my new processing outlet. Wierdooo!
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