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From: Gordon S. Jones Subject: Le Comité Date: March 2, 2020 at 3:02:37 PM MST Dear Comité: |
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Prompted by my faithful brethren, I’ll chip in an update on my part of the Comite (if I wrote this in word, I could get the accents). Most of you prolly know at least some of this, but if you’re like me, you have forgotten that I told you. Those days in France were indeed formative. I still recall conversations and debates almost verbatim, and the tale of me and Beetle dressing the dead body in a Paris hotel is always good for a dinner or two. I can just see Pres. H: “You work this thing through the way it can best be worked through, Elder, and the Lord will bless you.” Andy mentioned that first date I had with Elaine (during which I met Susan) in Boston in early 1965. We went to hear the New York Pro Musica, and by coincidence I am listening to one of their recordings as I type, preparing it for my class tomorrow, in which I am going to bore my students with medieval music. Because Mount Liberty College is the focus of most of my energy right now. We got thru our first semester, and are ahead of last year’s recruiting pace for our next freshman class. Tuesdays and Thursdays I go to class, and mirabile dictu, students appear to be taught. Right now, in the medieval period, I’m spending a lot of time on Old French and Breton lais, and chansons de geste, and wishing I’d paid more attention to Limousin when I was in Limoges. Susan and I are in Draper, as you all know. We host a monthly birthday celebration for all that can come of the seven kids and 37 grandkids (one great-great so far). It is a choice blessing. Four of the kids are close; one is in Las Vegas, one in Texas, and one still in Virginia. We have spent the last seven years providing religious services at the Draper Care Center. That has been a blessing. When the bishop ask us how long we have been there, we always say “not long enough.” The four of us surviving siblings get together for lunch every other week. We used to do it weekly (for 15 years), but the death of my youngest brother has had a dampening effect. His widow still joins us, and we do have a good time, but it isn’t what it was. No doubt it is banal and trite (not to say pleonastic), but you all made me what I am. I am grateful, no matter how you feel about it. Blessings, g |
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