<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640</id><updated>2011-08-30T14:25:34.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cal and Irene Young</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-1509046222454293826</id><published>2008-04-21T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:48.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Chloe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/SA1grinX3dI/AAAAAAAAALw/ALKB3X3jerU/s1600-h/8e_1_b.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191912246570638802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/SA1grinX3dI/AAAAAAAAALw/ALKB3X3jerU/s320/8e_1_b.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Happy Birthday cards are from her Granny and Papa.&lt;br /&gt;Hardly seems possible that a year has already gone by since we viewed through the nursery glass our very first great grand child, and to get to hold her the following day was even better. Thank you Beckie and Kevin for graciously sharing her with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-1509046222454293826?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1509046222454293826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=1509046222454293826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1509046222454293826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1509046222454293826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-chloe.html' title='Happy Birthday Chloe'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/SA1grinX3dI/AAAAAAAAALw/ALKB3X3jerU/s72-c/8e_1_b.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-3626420098509971995</id><published>2008-01-27T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T14:45:29.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realize that I certainly have been very neglectful in posting any messages, and I felt that reminder again today, as I logged on to add these few lines&lt;br /&gt;I some times feel that the happenings in my world are of little interest to those who may stop by, but I need to realize how I appreciate being able to read the happenings of others, so if some one should stop by this blog I need to update some news for you to read.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure all readers have checked out Lew and Kathy's Blog, if not please do so. Lew has posted a wonderful posting of a tribute to our families who have lost loved ones and of those that are ill.&lt;br /&gt;I will only add that since Tuesday the events that have unfolded have been like a roller coaster ride for me, and for anyone like me who does not enjoy the ride you will perhaps be able to relate to my comparison.&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, please check out Beckie's blog for the latest update on our beloved great, granddaughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-3626420098509971995?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3626420098509971995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=3626420098509971995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/3626420098509971995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/3626420098509971995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-realize-that-i-certainly-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-2373822198429478779</id><published>2007-12-31T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:49.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150354151143766258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/R3m70A5h-PI/AAAAAAAAALo/KJnum8qKE0A/s320/Happy+New+Year.gif" border="0" /&gt;Here it is time to ring out the year 2007 and welcome 2008.&lt;br /&gt;2007 was a special year for us as we were introduced to our very first great grand daughter and what a delight she has been.  For 2008 we are looking forward to seeing her do many new things, and also to see what else may be in store for us this year. However we realise that there will be sorrows mixed in along the way as we have learned from previous years so we will  try to accept those and carry on.&lt;br /&gt;So from our house to yours we wish you a Happy New Year with health and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/R3m7Fw5h-OI/AAAAAAAAALg/5NvLt7WYo10/s1600-h/Happy+New+Year.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/R3m7Fw5h-OI/AAAAAAAAALg/5NvLt7WYo10/s1600-h/Happy+New+Year.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-2373822198429478779?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2373822198429478779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=2373822198429478779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/2373822198429478779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/2373822198429478779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/R3m70A5h-PI/AAAAAAAAALo/KJnum8qKE0A/s72-c/Happy+New+Year.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-8638663188238126410</id><published>2007-12-17T20:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:49.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Season</title><content type='html'>Here it is the count down as 1 week from tonight is Christmas eve, and we just wanted to share a view of the festive decoration from our apartment. We also want to wish everyone who may read our blog "Merry Christmas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/R2dPsbx5-NI/AAAAAAAAALY/5j5LhNFRXd4/s1600-h/100_0934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145168724083996882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/R2dPsbx5-NI/AAAAAAAAALY/5j5LhNFRXd4/s320/100_0934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our balcony, and above the railing some city lights can be seen in the distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/R2dPTLx5-MI/AAAAAAAAALQ/gwfBU1LPIaE/s1600-h/100_0908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145168290292299970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/R2dPTLx5-MI/AAAAAAAAALQ/gwfBU1LPIaE/s320/100_0908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is our small village and for a lack of a better place the top of the organ is where it is displayed this year.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/R2dPTLx5-MI/AAAAAAAAALQ/gwfBU1LPIaE/s1600-h/100_0908.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-8638663188238126410?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8638663188238126410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=8638663188238126410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/8638663188238126410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/8638663188238126410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-season.html' title='Christmas Season'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/R2dPsbx5-NI/AAAAAAAAALY/5j5LhNFRXd4/s72-c/100_0934.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-1407865822188162232</id><published>2007-12-07T19:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:50.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Chloe Visit</title><content type='html'>Today was a visit with Chloe, although her Mom and I spent the day working on Sunday School material we still had time to enjoy her, especially great grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of Chloe all decked out in her holiday cap which was gift from her secret admirer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/R1oPv6k3H-I/AAAAAAAAALI/DOnw2iXCekw/s1600-h/100_0918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141439240448974818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/R1oPv6k3H-I/AAAAAAAAALI/DOnw2iXCekw/s320/100_0918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think I'm cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/R1oPFKk3H9I/AAAAAAAAALA/U7MC24BTaCE/s1600-h/100_0920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141438506009567186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/R1oPFKk3H9I/AAAAAAAAALA/U7MC24BTaCE/s320/100_0920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm pretty cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/R1oOdKk3H8I/AAAAAAAAAK4/ILhlIDcF6Bk/s1600-h/100_0921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141437818814799810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/R1oOdKk3H8I/AAAAAAAAAK4/ILhlIDcF6Bk/s320/100_0921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have had enough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-1407865822188162232?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1407865822188162232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=1407865822188162232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1407865822188162232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1407865822188162232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/12/chloe-visit.html' title='A Chloe Visit'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/R1oPv6k3H-I/AAAAAAAAALI/DOnw2iXCekw/s72-c/100_0918.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-5240376563923878076</id><published>2007-11-11T12:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:50.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RzdobqMndKI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ca42hgyW9Fk/s1600-h/Poppy.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131685124804932770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RzdobqMndKI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ca42hgyW9Fk/s320/Poppy.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As we remember today, we did that first by going to church to remember the greatest sacrifice that was ever made, of a type of war between good and evil, and yet a way provided to save man kind from the enemy "Satan".&lt;br /&gt;Yes; today being "Remembrance Day" we also have taken time to remember family members who in times past have encountered wars of various kinds and have sacrificed to make our world and yes, Canada a better place to live. These brave men all gave an example of sacrifice and not each the same.&lt;br /&gt;This may be a lengthier posting than my usual, so I hope you will stay with me as I reflect back on mainly the Young family in respect to the sacrifice paid for war during the past few centuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1776&lt;/strong&gt;- is part of our history at the time of the American Revolution war, where 5 ancestor grandfathers fought against America in allegiance to the British crown, losing what possessions they had and of their escape to Canada for refuge. Their story is one of tremendous sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1800’s&lt;/strong&gt;- another generation of ancestor Grandfathers served in the Militia that was formed to fight against the American fisherman who invaded the waters off the Gaspe` coast, and again sacrifice was involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1915&lt;/strong&gt;- Cal’s mother’s first husband was killed on September 18, 1916, during WW1; an ulimate sacrifice who left a son whom he had never seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1915&lt;/strong&gt;- Cal’s dad served in the war from Nov 1915-Jan 1918, discharged for heath reasons due to shrapnel wounds. His sacrifice was the mark that was left on his health that was there throughout his lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1941-1945&lt;/strong&gt;- Cal’s step brother fought during that war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2006-&lt;/strong&gt; Sept 18; nephew Keith Morely paid the ultimate sacrifice in Afganistan, but what a tribute the Manitoba Government has paid in having one of its unnamed lakes named in his memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1941&lt;/strong&gt;-I want to give tribute to another family member Ed Elford who paid a great sacrifice at the time of that war. Refusing to carry a gun he was sent to a camp in northern Sask. to assist in building roads with pick and shovel as a means of punishment, as not many years later the road no longer existed. Another sacrifice was when they refused him a leave to be with his wife Helen when they lost their first child&lt;br /&gt;I hope if you have taken the time to read my post that you have remembered your loved ones. LEST WE FORGET.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-5240376563923878076?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5240376563923878076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=5240376563923878076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/5240376563923878076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/5240376563923878076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/11/remembering.html' title='Remembering'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RzdobqMndKI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ca42hgyW9Fk/s72-c/Poppy.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-2616051058076702324</id><published>2007-10-29T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:50.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RyaH47eiPbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/TgyeLnDvjHk/s1600-h/pumpkin.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126934637916077490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RyaH47eiPbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/TgyeLnDvjHk/s320/pumpkin.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do believe that summer is just not quite ready to leave with a temperature of 20, so this was a day to enjoy. I am told it is going to be short lived, but we'll take more of today anytime.&lt;br /&gt;It was a perfect day to dig out the Xmas lights an hang them on the balcony. Even if its only the rabbits, deer, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coyotes that see them from outside we get to view them from the living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;room, so yes Cal did a good job. Oh course Hallowe'en is still to come, and our complex has bought the treats, have them bagged for the "trick or treater's" and will now wait to enjoy seeing all the costumes that the mom's &amp;amp; dad's have created.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-2616051058076702324?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2616051058076702324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=2616051058076702324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/2616051058076702324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/2616051058076702324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/10/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RyaH47eiPbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/TgyeLnDvjHk/s72-c/pumpkin.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-1359527331988146320</id><published>2007-10-13T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:50.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Road Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RxEV0oi9WqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/MFDaeZg-Hgs/s1600-h/art_02.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120898245278390946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="145" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RxEV0oi9WqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/MFDaeZg-Hgs/s320/art_02.jpeg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes this week we traveled to Minot ND on Tuesday, with the prime mission to attend the Norsk Hostfest. As usual we met up with Gordon and Mildred at the Fairgrounds where they park their Motor Home along with thousands of others. Of course from there we made our way to the Royal Fork, which is always enjoyable. Then Wednesday and Thursday is two full day for us from 9:00 AM until 8:00 PM were we enjoy alot of good entertainment but that time frame does not allow one to see it all by any means. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to shortage of Motel Rooms, that are pre-reserved for Tour Buses, we stay in a private home that was arranged for us four years ago,  and we have stayed with them each year since then, and they assured us the room would be there for us another year.  They have been an excellent "host family" so we have appreciated Hostfest Central for selecting them for us.    After taking in two days of WCC Lectureship in Regina last week end and away to Minot, that will be our October get away, but we'll have to wait and see what November brings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-1359527331988146320?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1359527331988146320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=1359527331988146320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1359527331988146320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1359527331988146320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/10/on-road-again.html' title='On The Road Again'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RxEV0oi9WqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/MFDaeZg-Hgs/s72-c/art_02.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-1306234047142569610</id><published>2007-10-02T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:50.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116934918177118850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RwMBMoi9WoI/AAAAAAAAAKI/OONuOQTxTxI/s320/th_Thanksgiving10.jpg" border="0" /&gt; In a few days we will be having our Canadian Thanksgiving. We are privileged to live in a country that has plenty of bounty that we enjoy not only at thanksgiving but all year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116935223119796882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RwMBeYi9WpI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MjMHrWJinGg/s320/th_Thanksgiving06.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The fall colours provide many decorations that are used as a reminder of Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a gene&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RwL-9Ii9WnI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1ylpzs-XUoQ/s1600-h/th_Thanksgiving06.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ral reminder today that I should really update my blog, and yes I did agree that may be a good idea, but I was surprised when I checked and the last posting was September 12th. So yes I need to do a bit of updating, although by checking the other family blogs you will find lots of updates especially of Chloe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of Chloe we had her all to ourselves this afternoon while her Mom was at another appointment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is certainly getting her own personality, and does she love her veggies always ready for the next bite, and puts on a little show while waiting. She is very entertaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week end we plan to attend Western Christian College Lectureship in Regina, then the following Tuesday we are off to Minot for our annual "time away" for Norsk hostfest. Both of these events are enjoyable to us, but each in their own way of course, and we look forward each fall to attending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-1306234047142569610?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1306234047142569610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=1306234047142569610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1306234047142569610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1306234047142569610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RwMBMoi9WoI/AAAAAAAAAKI/OONuOQTxTxI/s72-c/th_Thanksgiving10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-8844717156434574275</id><published>2007-09-12T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T20:02:27.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow and Rain in the Forcast</title><content type='html'>Yes thats right "snow" and it sure feels like it could. So again we are reminded we live in Saskatchewan, camping weather last week and now bring on the "woolies" . Of course there is a chance the forcast may be wrong, but whatever comes we almost have the assurance that Autumn with more summer weather will be forth coming.&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed having Beckie bring Chloe over for a visit yesterday, we had lunch and some bonding time.&lt;br /&gt;Of course in the news was a reminder that the day was 9 11 and so our minds went back in time to six years ago when we drove down North Washington St in Washington DC  nearing the Capital Building in anticipation of a wonderful sight seeingday only to encounter the caos of what the morning had brought to that area as well as New York City. The end result of our visit was to be ordered by officials to make our way to the nearest exit and out of the city as quickly as possible.  So although we can say we have been in Washington DC, we never set foot out side the car.  It was an experience that won't soon be forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-8844717156434574275?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8844717156434574275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=8844717156434574275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/8844717156434574275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/8844717156434574275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/09/snow-and-rain-in-forcast.html' title='Snow and Rain in the Forcast'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-8445981674937005562</id><published>2007-09-03T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:51.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping Season Officially Ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RtxtM7p2KoI/AAAAAAAAAJA/xFxMEerZ-6c/s1600-h/100_0804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106076146470365826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RtxtM7p2KoI/AAAAAAAAAJA/xFxMEerZ-6c/s320/100_0804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning was the end of camping season for many including "The Youngs" as you can see Cal is taking down the lights, not at a fast pace as it was so nice that we were not hurrying at leaving, although according to camp rules we needed to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be gone by noon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gordon and Mildred also came and enjoyed a few days at Buffalo Pound, so we again had a visit which included some rook time as well. I will admit that we girls didn't do very well&lt;br /&gt;You will also notice in this picture of the tree with the red band around the trunk that has been &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tagged along with many other elm trees that will be cut down this fall. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rty9ubp2KtI/AAAAAAAAAJo/qFsntPaNPUI/s1600-h/100_0806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106164682926205650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rty9ubp2KtI/AAAAAAAAAJo/qFsntPaNPUI/s320/100_0806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you see the fall colours appearing on the trees that seems to be a sure sign of fall fast approaching.&lt;br /&gt;This is such a pretty view &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another picture of the changing leaves,&lt;br /&gt;both were taken on the drive up towards the gate.&lt;br /&gt;So this leaves behind our summer season of camping with its memories, and now we look forward to the next season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rty6erp2KqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XspBQppsyjM/s1600-h/100_0809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106161113808382626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rty6erp2KqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XspBQppsyjM/s320/100_0809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are not really noted for being "Big Foot Ball Fans" I guess we're the sorta "from a distance" fan, however we just have to admit that of recent games we have been much&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RtxreLp2KlI/AAAAAAAAAIo/tK-AWY4p9ss/s1600-h/100_0794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106074243799853650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RtxreLp2KlI/AAAAAAAAAIo/tK-AWY4p9ss/s320/100_0794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; more into it along with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the Rough Riders doing so well it seems that Rider Green and the Rider Logos are popping up every where even to this hard top camper which I am sure has been transformed from it's original state to show the Rider Pride. So you can be sure the owner has to be a proud fan after yesterday's game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-8445981674937005562?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8445981674937005562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=8445981674937005562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/8445981674937005562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/8445981674937005562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/09/camping-season-officially-ends.html' title='Camping Season Officially Ends'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RtxtM7p2KoI/AAAAAAAAAJA/xFxMEerZ-6c/s72-c/100_0804.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-5489707148686420325</id><published>2007-08-19T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T14:00:44.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Has The Time Gone</title><content type='html'>As I checked in on our blog I realized nearly two weeks has passed since my last post, so my thought was where has the time gone.  However I do know that a week ago we were introduced to "Facebook" .  We will have to admit that this being a new adventure took us awhile to get onto the process,  but with the help and encouragement of 4 family members (Lew, Brett, Beckie and Kevin) we have mastered a small potion of it , and finding out that it can become addicting, but we have enjoyed connecting with family and friends that has taken us to so many places.&lt;br /&gt;So thanks again to our kids for your confidence and patience with us while we tried to catch on, so needless to say that has been where much of our time has gone. &lt;br /&gt;Also Beckie introduced me to " Scrapblogging" and even set up a trial run, but sorry Beck's I haven't even looked at it since and if, and when I ever find what you did I will likely need another lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Today seems like fall is looming in the air, so it's another reminder of where has the summer gone. &lt;br /&gt;The past months we have been enjoying watching our 'Great Granddaughter' advance through different stages, from a new born, to smiling, laughing outloud, and now to the roll over. Check out Beckie's blog for the latest video and pictures. The past four months have again been a reminder of "Where Has The Time Gone"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-5489707148686420325?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5489707148686420325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=5489707148686420325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/5489707148686420325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/5489707148686420325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/08/where-has-time-gone.html' title='Where Has The Time Gone'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-3522255188507510918</id><published>2007-08-10T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:51.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elkhorn, Man Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RrzidGJrUVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kgMpVLy0XVg/s1600-h/01-Elkhorn+Sign+%26+Cal++Fri..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097197867771842898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RrzidGJrUVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kgMpVLy0XVg/s320/01-Elkhorn+Sign+%26+Cal++Fri..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had another enjoyable Reunion in Elkhorn, Man. this past weekend August 3-5. The town&lt;br /&gt;and organizers spared nothing to make it an&lt;br /&gt;enjoyable time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rrzo5mJrUXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/6K_yHtE4Ois/s1600-h/02-Cal+with+School+Welcome+sign+Fri..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097204954467881330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rrzo5mJrUXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/6K_yHtE4Ois/s320/02-Cal+with+School+Welcome+sign+Fri..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cal had a great time trying renewing friendships&lt;br /&gt;of people he knew from 60 plus years ago,&lt;br /&gt;especially those he went to school with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RrzkT2JrUWI/AAAAAAAAAIY/n1xWYK38UWA/s1600-h/05-Donna+Norm+Eileen+%26+Cal+Fri..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097199907881308514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RrzkT2JrUWI/AAAAAAAAAIY/n1xWYK38UWA/s320/05-Donna+Norm+Eileen+%26+Cal+Fri..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He especially enjoyed seeing some of the family he boarded with at that time.&lt;br /&gt;This is Cal with three of those sisters as they remienice 64 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with Eileen and her family was a highlite as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-3522255188507510918?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3522255188507510918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=3522255188507510918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/3522255188507510918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/3522255188507510918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/08/elkhorn-man-reunion.html' title='Elkhorn, Man Reunion'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RrzidGJrUVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kgMpVLy0XVg/s72-c/01-Elkhorn+Sign+%26+Cal++Fri..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-6667189096088912510</id><published>2007-07-30T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:51.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>40 Years Ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rq5bKGJrUTI/AAAAAAAAAIA/skFVNkdPS8M/s1600-h/momgirsllew100_1283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093108457610629426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rq5bKGJrUTI/AAAAAAAAAIA/skFVNkdPS8M/s320/momgirsllew100_1283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent this past weekend attending the 50-40 reunion at Weyburn, although the 50 represents how many years has past since WCC re-located at North Weyburn. The 40 years had special meaning and memories for us,  the 40 years ago was meant to remember the opening of the newly built church building, but for us it was 40 years this last March that our family moved to the campus at WCC to become part of the staff. We looked after the cafeteria, but the summer of 1967 (40 years ago) we also became dorm parents which continued on and off as needed for the next 9 years. So this picture was taken remencenes of that time, and pictured here with us and Lew are some of our girls that were residents of the dorm in 1967.  Included in this picture are three girls who lived on campus, and even though they were not dorm residents they still made up our dorm family. Besides being able to see some of our girls again we also enjoyed spending time with a host of friends whose friendship then and now is very special to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-6667189096088912510?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6667189096088912510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=6667189096088912510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/6667189096088912510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/6667189096088912510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/07/40-years-ago.html' title='40 Years Ago'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rq5bKGJrUTI/AAAAAAAAAIA/skFVNkdPS8M/s72-c/momgirsllew100_1283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-7426316033515002374</id><published>2007-07-12T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:53.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffalo Pound Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaJ9arPtzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/huZiG0cykr8/s1600-h/100_3733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086404517387286322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaJ9arPtzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/huZiG0cykr8/s320/100_3733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpahLarPt7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/PYRjrQgXpi4/s1600-h/100_3731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086430046672893874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpahLarPt7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/PYRjrQgXpi4/s320/100_3731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaJUarPtxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/t8PkqxwlkR0/s1600-h/100_3630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086403813012649746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaJUarPtxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/t8PkqxwlkR0/s320/100_3630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086404122250295074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaJmarPtyI/AAAAAAAAAGg/4r0KV8kIsUU/s320/100_3642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaGxKrPttI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QT2QCNLHCDw/s1600-h/100_3667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086401008399005394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaGxKrPttI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QT2QCNLHCDw/s320/100_3667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We enjoyed our time at Buffalo Pound, it was a first great grandparents experience, and as you can see from the pictures everyone is enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;This is the three fathers on fathers day, a cool day but nice none the less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaECqrPtqI/AAAAAAAAAFg/na-lnD7xtRM/s1600-h/Fathers+Day+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086398010511832738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaECqrPtqI/AAAAAAAAAFg/na-lnD7xtRM/s320/Fathers+Day+07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaA2KrPtmI/AAAAAAAAAFA/2M-RtU7uVO0/s1600-h/100_3684.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our campsite # 24 in Maplevale ,&lt;br /&gt;and of course there has to be a fire or at least smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaRRarPt4I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3DNei5YgCmM/s1600-h/100_3678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086412557566064514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaRRarPt4I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3DNei5YgCmM/s320/100_3678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaDd6rPtpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mgCpxzAZE5s/s1600-h/Kevin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086397379151640210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaDd6rPtpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mgCpxzAZE5s/s320/Kevin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaBAKrPtnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nP2akilyIUQ/s1600-h/100_3678.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot have a fire without a wood chopper, poor Kevin chopped so hard that he had to resort to the hatchet for reasons we won't go into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaFUKrPtrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4sD4sNm0tE8/s1600-h/Gordon%27s+MotorHome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086399410671171250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaFUKrPtrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4sD4sNm0tE8/s320/Gordon%27s+MotorHome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Gordon and Mildred's RV, they camped in site # 13 in Maplevale for several days, so it was special time for us to be able to spend time together, and of course we always have to have some rook time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaPwarPt2I/AAAAAAAAAHA/VuJcNQCojkw/s1600-h/Paul+Evelee+Orland+Irene+Norma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086410891118753634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaPwarPt2I/AAAAAAAAAHA/VuJcNQCojkw/s320/Paul+Evelee+Orland+Irene+Norma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul and Evelee were also camped there as well, and of course there had to be a few games of canasta played, like the one seen here. Paul's brother Orland and friend Norma are also enjoying the game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-7426316033515002374?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7426316033515002374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=7426316033515002374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/7426316033515002374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/7426316033515002374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/07/buffalo-pound-camping.html' title='Buffalo Pound Camping'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RpaJ9arPtzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/huZiG0cykr8/s72-c/100_3733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-4386149177891991247</id><published>2007-07-05T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:53.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this Snow in July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Ro2cHqLfeLI/AAAAAAAAAE4/jMo-uz8DZLI/s1600-h/July+Hail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083891209766664370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Ro2cHqLfeLI/AAAAAAAAAE4/jMo-uz8DZLI/s320/July+Hail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This picture was taken July 2nd about 9:00 PM  five hours after a terrific hail storm ravaged part of our city, and yes were we live certainly saw the brunt of it.  We were out of the city at the time but this is what greeted us on our arrival home and as we drove into our parking space we couldn't imagine what this white stuff was until we walked closer to the building.  Although it was hail it appeared when we saw it more like chopped ice. The south side recieved the worst taking away beautiful flowers in beds and on decks. I am hoping that others may have taken a picture when the ground was completly covered ankle deep as this one doesn't tell it like it was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But what can we say, other than this is Saskatchewan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-4386149177891991247?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4386149177891991247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=4386149177891991247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/4386149177891991247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/4386149177891991247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/07/is-this-snow-in-july.html' title='Is this Snow in July'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Ro2cHqLfeLI/AAAAAAAAAE4/jMo-uz8DZLI/s72-c/July+Hail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-5361890736575898415</id><published>2007-06-30T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:54.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Canada Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RocYNKLfeKI/AAAAAAAAAEw/-6vXPBKkZB0/s1600-h/bflag.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082057318860814498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RocYNKLfeKI/AAAAAAAAAEw/-6vXPBKkZB0/s320/bflag.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Canada Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to wish every one a Happy  July 1st, as we celebrate our country's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RocX1KLfeJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/JOUELjri-xo/s1600-h/100_0545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082056906543954066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RocX1KLfeJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/JOUELjri-xo/s320/100_0545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to post these pictures that Great Grandpa took of the ones I couldn't post last time due to no computer adapter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She is getting to be so big, with so many smiles and of course is getting to know how to pose for all these pictures that is taken of her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RocXKaLfeII/AAAAAAAAAEg/ijWwcjmpSYc/s1600-h/100_0547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082056172104546434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RocXKaLfeII/AAAAAAAAAEg/ijWwcjmpSYc/s320/100_0547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would like to think that she was not really wanting to get back into her car seat as there is a bit of a frown showing here, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RocXKaLfeII/AAAAAAAAAEg/ijWwcjmpSYc/s1600-h/100_0547.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-5361890736575898415?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5361890736575898415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=5361890736575898415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/5361890736575898415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/5361890736575898415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-canada-day.html' title='Happy Canada Day'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RocYNKLfeKI/AAAAAAAAAEw/-6vXPBKkZB0/s72-c/bflag.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-3923533253269880095</id><published>2007-06-28T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:54.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RoQJs6LfeGI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-ggkV9QpS7U/s1600-h/Just+a+Note.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081196946717112418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RoQJs6LfeGI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-ggkV9QpS7U/s320/Just+a+Note.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just noticed that it was nearly a month ago since we last posted.  So decided it was time for us to post a couple of pictures of Chloe that was taken today by her great grandpa, but we soon discovered that the cable needed to transfer them to the computer was at the lake, so those will have to wait. Hopefully you all have been checking in on the other family members Blog and have been awed at how Chloe is growing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have spent since the 16th of June at Buffalo Pound, and have enjoyed the relaxation as well as time spent with family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-3923533253269880095?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3923533253269880095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=3923533253269880095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/3923533253269880095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/3923533253269880095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/06/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RoQJs6LfeGI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-ggkV9QpS7U/s72-c/Just+a+Note.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-1872366280346132299</id><published>2007-06-03T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T19:54:27.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Pictures -- But........</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Irene has posted some good pictures from our  balcony, but to see them a little closer, just click on the picture and it will come "alive",.  To decrease size again just go to 'back '.   ( Some of you computer experts will have known this , but being me, I just learned that process recently.... Especially the train cars and the golf course, they look better' "close up " .. CY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-1872366280346132299?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1872366280346132299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=1872366280346132299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1872366280346132299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1872366280346132299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-pictures-but.html' title='Good Pictures -- But........'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-4602895791045114197</id><published>2007-06-03T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:55.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another View</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RmMq2HLp9OI/AAAAAAAAAEI/r8ZYwXu3eOc/s1600-h/100_0501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071944714478548194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RmMq2HLp9OI/AAAAAAAAAEI/r8ZYwXu3eOc/s320/100_0501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I said in a previous post that we have various views from our balcony and I thought I would share this one. The intent of the picture was to get a nice picture of the green Saskatchewan car as it is very nicely done. But being the poor photgrapher that I am, and not knowing that I could zoom in, it really doesn't look like much other than something green. We may try later for a better one with the real photographer "Cal".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week we treated ourselves to some entertainment. On Tuesday eveing we went to listen to the Scott Woods Band. This was excellent if you like violin music with lots of variety. Check out his web site &lt;a href="http://www.scottwoods.ca/"&gt;www.scottwoods.ca/&lt;/a&gt; Then on Friday and Saturday afternoons we spent in Regina at their Multicultural Festival, which was another enjoyable time for us. We are thankful that we can still get to these various functions and have our health to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-4602895791045114197?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4602895791045114197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=4602895791045114197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/4602895791045114197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/4602895791045114197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-view.html' title='Another View'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RmMq2HLp9OI/AAAAAAAAAEI/r8ZYwXu3eOc/s72-c/100_0501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-9206769424058532158</id><published>2007-05-17T18:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:55.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crestview Manor Our Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rk0IcHLp9NI/AAAAAAAAAEA/_NWkuM2eWi8/s1600-h/May+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065714434918970578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rk0IcHLp9NI/AAAAAAAAAEA/_NWkuM2eWi8/s320/May+2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes Cretview Manor has been our home for the past ten years, and we have thoroughly enjoyed living here.  It is a Co-op Housing so therefore the daily operations are looked after by a Board of Directors and Committee's who do an excellent job of keeping it well maintained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture shows a bit of the design but I think Cal took it in order to have a picture of the flowering tree that has been so nice this spring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our apartment faces out the opposite direction and as you will see from the pictures we do have a very pleasant view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-9206769424058532158?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/9206769424058532158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=9206769424058532158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/9206769424058532158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/9206769424058532158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/05/crestview-manor-our-home_17.html' title='Crestview Manor Our Home'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rk0IcHLp9NI/AAAAAAAAAEA/_NWkuM2eWi8/s72-c/May+2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-7706780375034121368</id><published>2007-05-17T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:55.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balcony View Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rkz8nXLp9LI/AAAAAAAAADs/KYskAe4LAts/s1600-h/balcony+view+golf+course.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065701434052965554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="211" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rkz8nXLp9LI/AAAAAAAAADs/KYskAe4LAts/s320/balcony+view+golf+course.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cal took these pictures from our balcony and of course all are golf course views, but are taken from slightly different angles.&lt;br /&gt;They were taken about seven thirty in the evening so not many golfers can be seen.&lt;br /&gt;In this picture there is a couple on the green and a golf cart up on the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a NE view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rkz8m3Lp9KI/AAAAAAAAADk/95jKruQTYq8/s1600-h/balcony+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065701425463030946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rkz8m3Lp9KI/AAAAAAAAADk/95jKruQTYq8/s320/balcony+view.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is looking east and its a pretty view in the morning. On occassion we see two or three water fountains going and usually can watch the ducks or geese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes that is a railway track seen here. It is only a side rail line so we don't see alot of trains, but its another view for us when they do pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rkz9fHLp9MI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_8NoisuZ5HA/s1600-h/Balcony+view+looking+SE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065702391830672578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rkz9fHLp9MI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_8NoisuZ5HA/s320/Balcony+view+looking+SE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This view is more of a SE angle and although it is much the same as the one above this shows the walking trail. So again another interesting view we have of seeing people strolling by, it may be parents with children, some walking their dog, and leisurely bike rides by all ages.&lt;br /&gt;They tell us the winter view has its beauty as well, but we will have to wait till then to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rkz9fHLp9MI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_8NoisuZ5HA/s1600-h/Balcony+view+looking+SE.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rkz9fHLp9MI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_8NoisuZ5HA/s1600-h/Balcony+view+looking+SE.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rkz9fHLp9MI/AAAAAAAAAD0/_8NoisuZ5HA/s1600-h/Balcony+view+looking+SE.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-7706780375034121368?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7706780375034121368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=7706780375034121368' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/7706780375034121368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/7706780375034121368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/05/balcony-view-pictures.html' title='Balcony View Pictures'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rkz8nXLp9LI/AAAAAAAAADs/KYskAe4LAts/s72-c/balcony+view+golf+course.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-7463157485035348448</id><published>2007-05-15T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T16:30:05.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Move Completed</title><content type='html'>Our move has now finally been completed and we have did the required cleaning of our vacated suite, the rugs will be cleaned soon and then it will be ready for the new residents.&lt;br /&gt;We are feeling very much at home now and of course enjoying the view, which is much different than the parking lot view. Hopefully we will get a picture or two and post them for you.&lt;br /&gt;We even have had our great granddaughter come by for a visit, so that was special. I am sure anyone reading this posting has already been keeping up to date on Lew and Kathy’s blog and seeing all the pictures as well. Brett has a great collection of pictures posted.&lt;br /&gt;So there should be no one doubting the fact that Chloe is a loved little girl and a special addition to our family of which we can claim.&lt;br /&gt;I really haven’t minded the fact that I am now a "great grandmother" that was until I read this quote in the book "Chicken Soup" that I received for Mother’s day, and it says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" A friend of mine was asked how she liked having her first great grandchild. "It was wonderful," she replied, "until I suddenly realized that I was the mother of a grandfather&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."    Sorry Lew, but I will get over it and go on enjoying being a GG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-7463157485035348448?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7463157485035348448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=7463157485035348448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/7463157485035348448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/7463157485035348448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/05/move-completed.html' title='Move Completed'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-4632304367399145493</id><published>2007-05-07T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T14:37:38.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apartment Change</title><content type='html'>Yes we really tried to keep this under wraps, but when it was announced to the residents here at our Annual General Meeting on April 26,  the news never made it to our kids, so that was a plus for us even though we know that they would have been here to lend a hand, but their plates are already full.    It wasn't a major move, if so we would have been calling, but we did fine.&lt;br /&gt;However the next move will  likely be their obligation, so Lew and Kathy if you are really feeling left out that thought will give you something to look forward too.&lt;br /&gt;Our apartment number is 309  on the same floor as we were, only closer to the elevator, we have a golf course view, so what more could we want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-4632304367399145493?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4632304367399145493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=4632304367399145493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/4632304367399145493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/4632304367399145493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/05/apartment-change.html' title='Apartment Change'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-1068575491319907644</id><published>2007-04-25T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:55.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Great Grandbaby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Ri9tN9P6PZI/AAAAAAAAADU/6nFpu9icweY/s1600-h/chloe_eyes100B2152%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057380993107377554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Ri9tN9P6PZI/AAAAAAAAADU/6nFpu9icweY/s320/chloe_eyes100B2152%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you have probably seen this picture on Lew or Brett's blog, but this one is indeed a favorite of mine and I just had to include it in this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it is Wednesday and and if the events were happening as previously planned we would all be anticipating her arrival that was scheduled for 10:15 A.M. No one is dissappointed that she is already here and have had 3 days to enjoy her. I was granted a great grandmother privilage yesterday in that I was able to spend about six hours with her and Beckie as it was back to work day for the dad and grandparents. Beckie still was needing a little assistance so an extra set of hands were there to help out where needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so blessed and thankful that she is such a healthy and bright baby, and we are also thankful for the safe arrival yesterday of Kerrie and Darren's baby girl. These three babies, of Kerrie, Shannon and Beckie  that arrived within a week of each other is special news for the "Young" clan. as they represent each a "great grandchild "for Marie, Eileen and Cal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-1068575491319907644?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1068575491319907644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=1068575491319907644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1068575491319907644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1068575491319907644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/04/our-great-grandbaby.html' title='Our Great Grandbaby'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Ri9tN9P6PZI/AAAAAAAAADU/6nFpu9icweY/s72-c/chloe_eyes100B2152%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-354128824108700224</id><published>2007-04-23T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T08:09:22.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Exciting Weekend</title><content type='html'>Our weekend started off by making our way to Weyburn on Saturday AM.  Our visit there was a two fold mission, one was to attend the Weyburn Church of Christ Song Fest, but the other of course was to spend some time with Mildred and Gordon.  That's always an enjoyable time, and of course even to the ROOK games that go with it.&lt;br /&gt;Not long after our return home we got the call that Beckie was already at the hospital, and that the doctors where on their way.  Our time of waiting for news came shortly after six that we were indeed great grandparents. It certainly was an exciting time, to say the least.  She is absolutely beautiful.  There is no need for me to post any pictures as by clicking on Lew or Brett's blog there is definitely some there.&lt;br /&gt;We are so thankful that God has blessed Beckie and Kevin with a safe delivery, and a lovely healthy daughter, and of course  our prayers will continue  that God will give them wisdom and understanding as they begin their role of Christian parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-354128824108700224?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/354128824108700224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=354128824108700224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/354128824108700224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/354128824108700224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/04/exciting-weekend.html' title='An Exciting Weekend'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-4984850465334499970</id><published>2007-04-05T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:55.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sense Of Relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RhW2JRZhbXI/AAAAAAAAADE/4LpERFKuSpU/s1600-h/cathammock.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050142827571408242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RhW2JRZhbXI/AAAAAAAAADE/4LpERFKuSpU/s320/cathammock.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;If you remember or you may look back in my postings to January 15th of a deep concern we had of observing adult abuse which was against a mother by her one and only child, who had power of attorney . This has continued on in one form or another since then and months before. To be more specific, the mother has been a resident of our apartment block since 1983, and for her neighbors it was very hard to see the treatment she was so undeservingly getting. She was being denied the care of professionals that she needed. As some of you know this developed into legal council being sought for our apartment as well as her other family members; one in particular seeking guardianship of the mother. After delays, and four months later the court judge gave his ruling on the guardianship case and it was ruled in favour of the sister-in-law. This caused a consensus to be reached between the daughter’s lawyer, and our lawyer, giving the daughter until April 9th at 5:00 PM to empty the apartment and turn the keys in. However the moving van appeared here this morning and loaded the contents from the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;So for those of us who have been concerned, lost sleep, dealt with the court system, we are feeling somewhat a sense of relief tonight, knowing that the mother is in care at a Personal Care Home, guardianship has been granted to one who will see that she gets the care she needs, the daughter has gone, and we here at the apartment are free from the most bizarre situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought the picture may indicate a peaceful sense of relief.&lt;br /&gt;So to end my post Easter Blessings to all, and enjoy the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Irene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-4984850465334499970?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4984850465334499970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=4984850465334499970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/4984850465334499970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/4984850465334499970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/04/sense-of-relief.html' title='A Sense Of Relief'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RhW2JRZhbXI/AAAAAAAAADE/4LpERFKuSpU/s72-c/cathammock.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-2734136380479379049</id><published>2007-03-29T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T18:32:39.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pleasant Afternoon</title><content type='html'>I guess I have been neglectful at posting this past while, it just didn’t seem as though any of my weekly events would be worth posting for any one to read. That is until this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;It began on a very pleasant note, as we attended, with invitation to join the students and teachers in the Gym at Ross School for some entertainment. This was put on by the kid’s choir and we were also treated to the cheer-leaders as they performed some of their cheers.&lt;br /&gt;I perhaps should clarify that it wasn’t just we two who received the invitation, but it was open to any of our residents here at the apartment. We have for about the last four to five years been treated to the Ross school choir coming here to entertain us, so on this occasion we were invited there. It certainly was much appreciated, and they did so well, as all school kids do.&lt;br /&gt;We had another pleasant surprise when we saw our "paper girl" Burkie Harris, of about seventeen or more years ago there as a teacher, and also to see her mother receiving a token of appreciation for being a volunteer coach for one of the sports. During the time Burkie, and before that her brother delivered papers, their Mom did her share of it as well as collecting, so we enjoyed touching base again. By the way, Brett and Beckie you will know this lady as Mrs Harris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-2734136380479379049?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2734136380479379049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=2734136380479379049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/2734136380479379049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/2734136380479379049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/03/pleasant-afternoon.html' title='A Pleasant Afternoon'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-2201649352398337497</id><published>2007-03-16T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:55.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why God Created Children</title><content type='html'>To those of us who have children in our lives, Whether they are our own, grandchildren, greatgrandchildren or nieces and nephews... here is something for you.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your children or granchildren are out of control, you can take comfort from the thought that even God's omnipotence did not extend to His own children.&lt;br /&gt;After creating heaven and earth, God created Adam and Eve. And the first thing he said was "DON'T!" "Don't what?" Adam replied. "Don't eat the forbidden fruit." God said.&lt;br /&gt;"Forbidden fruit ? We have forbidden fruit? Hey Eve., we have forbidden fruit!"&lt;br /&gt;"No Way!" "Yes Way!" "DO NOT EAT THE FRUIT! " said God.&lt;br /&gt;"BUT WHY?" they asked&lt;br /&gt;"Because I am your Father and I said so! " God replied, wondering why He hadn't stopped creation after making the elephants. A few minutes later, God saw His children having an apple break and He was NOT PLEASED! "Didn't I tell you not to eat the fruit? " God asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Uh huh," Adam replied. "Then why did you? " said the Father. "I don't know," said Eve.&lt;br /&gt;"She started it! " Adam said.&lt;br /&gt;"Did not! " "Did too! " "DID NOT! "&lt;br /&gt;Having had it with the two of them, God's punishment was that Adam and Eve should have children of their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thus the pattern was set and it has never changed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042606798796075586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RfrwKqg1skI/AAAAAAAAAC4/x_jDrM8hPn8/s320/Baby+from+God.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                       BUT THERE IS REASSURANCE IN THE STORY! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you have persistently and lovingly tried to give children wisdom and they haven't taken it, don't be hard on yourself. If God had trouble raising children, what makes you think it would be a piece of cake for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                               THINGS TO THINK ABOUT!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.You spend the first two years of their life teaching them to walk and talk. Then you spend the next sixteen telling them to sit down and be quiet.&lt;br /&gt;2.Mothers of teens now know why some animals eat their young.&lt;br /&gt;3.Children seldom misquote you. In fact, they usually repeat word for word what you shouldn't have said.&lt;br /&gt;4.The main purpose of holding children's parties is to remind yourself that there are children more misbehaved than your own.&lt;br /&gt;5. Parents childproof their homes, but they are still getting in.&lt;br /&gt;6. Grandchildren are God's reward for having survived your own children.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                    ADVICE FOR THE DAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be nice to your kids. They will choose your nursing home one day.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This posting is from Cal, thought you may enjoy it, as I did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-2201649352398337497?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2201649352398337497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=2201649352398337497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/2201649352398337497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/2201649352398337497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/03/why-god-created-children.html' title='Why God Created Children'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RfrwKqg1skI/AAAAAAAAAC4/x_jDrM8hPn8/s72-c/Baby+from+God.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-8684912035987425735</id><published>2007-03-09T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T18:29:44.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I'm Back</title><content type='html'>No I haven’t been on vacation, just away from posting, so I guess the only reason for my absence is I just haven’t put my mind to post something that I think may be of interest. However as you read the postings on Lew &amp; Kathy’s, Brett’s, and Beckie &amp;amp; Kevin’s blog its easy to get the feeling that there is more than a hint of interest and excitement building as they anticipate baby’s arrival.&lt;br /&gt;However I do have something of interest I want to share in my posting as its not every day&lt;br /&gt;that I get to anticipate what it will be like to be a Great Grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;This special arrival will be the first of many things, first child, first grandchild, first time uncle, and first great grandchild. How special!! as we get to anticipate what this will be like.&lt;br /&gt;Anticipation is different for each one, and I know Beckie has shared some of hers, but have you thought that baby may have anticipations too.&lt;br /&gt;The following was sent to me by way of e-mail, and I feel it is very fitting to be included in this posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Newborns Conversation With God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A baby asked God, "They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?"&lt;br /&gt;God said "your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you."&lt;br /&gt;The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I don’t have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy."&lt;br /&gt;God said "Your angel will sing to you and will also smile for you, and you will feel your angel’s love and be very happy."&lt;br /&gt;And again the child asked, "And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don’t know the language?"&lt;br /&gt;God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak."&lt;br /&gt;"And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you,?&lt;br /&gt;God said your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."&lt;br /&gt;"Who will protect me?"&lt;br /&gt;God said your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life."&lt;br /&gt;"But I will always be sad because I won’t see you anymore."&lt;br /&gt;God said, " Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you."&lt;br /&gt;At that time there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth&lt;br /&gt;could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, " God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angels name."&lt;br /&gt;God said you will simply call her , "Mom."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So this is for you Beck's, and all mothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-8684912035987425735?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8684912035987425735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=8684912035987425735' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/8684912035987425735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/8684912035987425735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/03/yes-im-back.html' title='Yes I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-7343302085114667418</id><published>2007-02-27T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T14:46:34.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Late Than Never</title><content type='html'>Even though February 27th 2007 is soon history, it's not too late to say that we have been thinking of 27 years ago. So with that we just want to say "Happy Birthday Brett"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-7343302085114667418?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7343302085114667418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=7343302085114667418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/7343302085114667418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/7343302085114667418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/02/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better Late Than Never'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-8866341643057478074</id><published>2007-02-19T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:56.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday's Wedding</title><content type='html'>After the snow we got on Friday evening, we thought that could&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rdorfupcw8I/AAAAAAAAACU/G42tEMMF93A/s1600-h/Josh+Michelle+on+stairs+Jackie+&amp;+Kriston+Kot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033383357637772226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rdorfupcw8I/AAAAAAAAACU/G42tEMMF93A/s320/Josh+Michelle+on+stairs+Jackie+%26+Kriston+Kot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dampen our plans to go to Weyburn on Saturday. Lest we forget we do live in Saskatchewan were the weather patterns change quickly, so by Saturday morning it was a beautiful bright day that made our journey to Weyburn that much more enjoyable. Our trip there was to attend the wedding of Joshua Kot and Michelle McLeod, yes, this is Twyla's son, and even though hard to believe these once little kids are now mature adults I only have to look close to home and realize how time is going by very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the wedding it was very nice and as you can see by the picture, Josh picked a lovely bride.&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the steps behind Josh and Michelle is Jackie, John and Twyla's daughter and also Kristen, their daughter-&lt;br /&gt;in-law as of last July&lt;br /&gt;I would have to say this is pretty good photography, by the one who loves his digital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rdorf-pcw9I/AAAAAAAAACc/eEQ1LRakKkE/s1600-h/Justin+&amp;+Kristin+Kot.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rdorf-pcw9I/AAAAAAAAACc/eEQ1LRakKkE/s1600-h/Justin+&amp;+Kristin+Kot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033383361932739538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rdorf-pcw9I/AAAAAAAAACc/eEQ1LRakKkE/s320/Justin+%26+Kristin+Kot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rdorf-pcw9I/AAAAAAAAACc/eEQ1LRakKkE/s1600-h/Justin+&amp;+Kristin+Kot.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rdorf-pcw9I/AAAAAAAAACc/eEQ1LRakKkE/s1600-h/Justin+&amp;+Kristin+Kot.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought it only fitting to post a picture&lt;br /&gt;of Justin and Kristen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rdorf-pcw9I/AAAAAAAAACc/eEQ1LRakKkE/s1600-h/Justin+&amp;+Kristin+Kot.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RdorgOpcw-I/AAAAAAAAACk/o5shgHTP7I8/s1600-h/John+&amp;+Twyla.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RdorgOpcw-I/AAAAAAAAACk/o5shgHTP7I8/s1600-h/John+&amp;+Twyla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033383366227706850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RdorgOpcw-I/AAAAAAAAACk/o5shgHTP7I8/s320/John+%26+Twyla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now that you have seen their kids maybe I need to post this one of Twyla and John, seeing they are the proud parents, sure hope they don't mind, if so I'll likely hear about it later, but in the mean time this posting is for all you cousins out there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RdorgOpcw-I/AAAAAAAAACk/o5shgHTP7I8/s1600-h/John+&amp;+Twyla.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-8866341643057478074?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8866341643057478074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=8866341643057478074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/8866341643057478074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/8866341643057478074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/02/saturdays-wedding.html' title='Saturday&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/Rdorfupcw8I/AAAAAAAAACU/G42tEMMF93A/s72-c/Josh+Michelle+on+stairs+Jackie+%26+Kriston+Kot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-944145474725361226</id><published>2007-02-13T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:56.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do we define "Beauty"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RdJpVepcw5I/AAAAAAAAABw/hLqUiWvk-Ls/s1600-h/some.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031199551451349906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RdJpVepcw5I/AAAAAAAAABw/hLqUiWvk-Ls/s320/some.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week we have been bombarded on all major networks about the death of Anna Nicole Smith, tragic? yes, but what made her death the real news maker? The reports I heard seemed to suggest that it was her outward beauty and accomplishment of centerfold in Play Boy magazine that made her popular. Can you imagine that being the ultimate goal of beauty?&lt;br /&gt;Unless I missed something in the news reports I don’t remember any mention given to her "inward beauty" qualities, perhaps none were visible, or perhaps they were not seen as important as what was needful for the "outward beauty" to be protrayed.&lt;br /&gt;It was only by coincidence that I came across this article yesterday, and I would like to share it, as to me it gives the word beauty a different but true meaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A beauty product company once asked people in a large city to send pictures, along with brief letters, describing the most beautiful woman they knew. Within weeks, thousands of letters came in.&lt;br /&gt;One letter caught the attention of the employees and was soon passed on to the company president. It was written by a boy from a broken home, who lived in a run-down neighborhood. With lots of spelling corrections, an excerpt from his letter read: "A beautiful woman lives down the street from me. She makes me feel like the most important kid in the world. We play checkers and she listens to my problems. She understands me. When I leave she always yells out the door that she’s proud of me." The boy ended his letter saying, she is the most beautiful woman in the world, and one day I hope I have a wife as pretty as her."&lt;br /&gt;Intrigued by the letter, the president asked to see the woman’s picture. His secretary handed him the photograph of a smiling, toothless woman, well advanced in years, sitting in a wheelchair. Her sparse gray hair was pulled back in a bun. The wrinkles that formed deep furrows on her face were somehow diminished by the twinkle in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"We can’t use this woman," exclaimed this president, smiling. "She would show the world that our products aren’t necessary to be beautiful."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The life of Anna Nichol Smith and others classed as supermodels leads us to believe a Lie which says "If we are not supermodel beautiful, then we don’t measure up—we are not enough. " But the Truth is: "We are fearfully and wonderfully made."&lt;br /&gt;To sum this up no matter at what age in life we are, even to Grandmothers and Great Grandmothers we need to strive to learn from the above article and from this quote,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;                  Don’t be concerned about the outer beauty:&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let it define you. Don’t let it cause you undue stress. Don’t make it your most important priority. Don’t let it replace the more important parts of your life. Outer beauty is nothing more than packaging. And unless the inner content is good, too, the outer display won’t make any lasting difference.&lt;br /&gt;                  Do be known for the inner beauty:&lt;br /&gt;Outer beauty is the first impression someone gets of you; inner beauty is the second and lasting impression. We call it holistic beauty, and it’s real, honest, and lasting. It reveals the contents on the inside of the package that enhance the outer. You can’t fake holistic beauty—it’s the way we look, feel, think, and act."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience ... And over all these virtues put on love..." (Colossians 3: 12,14a).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for reading, (IY)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-944145474725361226?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/944145474725361226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=944145474725361226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/944145474725361226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/944145474725361226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-do-we-define-beauty.html' title='How do we define &quot;Beauty&quot;'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RdJpVepcw5I/AAAAAAAAABw/hLqUiWvk-Ls/s72-c/some.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-3370018949890346589</id><published>2007-02-03T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T20:27:57.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for My Computer !!!</title><content type='html'>Another week has gone by, and if you are like me you wonder where it went.&lt;br /&gt;We, here in our cozy nest are so comfortable, that "Time" never seems long,&lt;br /&gt;in fact we never seem to have enough time to do it all, but that could be a result&lt;br /&gt;of not being organized, so we’ll leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing it was another frigid day, it seemed a good day to go into the "family&lt;br /&gt;history" that is recorded on the computer as well as book form, and spend some&lt;br /&gt;time looking back on the generations before us and reflecting on the heritage we&lt;br /&gt;have been left.&lt;br /&gt;As I sorted through the information that I have been fortunate to gather by way&lt;br /&gt;of Internet, and of being able to record it all on the computer, I count it a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I have to stop and think what life was like before the computer,&lt;br /&gt;I know it has brought us family through genealogy searching that we would not have&lt;br /&gt;had, and also the opportunity to keep in touch with family and friends by way of e-mail&lt;br /&gt;almost instantly.&lt;br /&gt;So because my computer holds some very important information and is part of my life&lt;br /&gt;I will insert this prayer-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Every single evening as I'm lying here in bed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;This tiny little Prayer keeps running through my head:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;God bless all my family wherever they may be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Keep them warm and safe from harm for they're so close to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And God, there is one more thing I wish that you could do;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Hope you don't mind me asking, please bless my computer too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Now I know that it's unusual to Bless a motherboard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But listen just a second while I explain it to you, Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You see, that little metal box holds more than odds and ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;nside those small compartments rests my ancestors and my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I know so much about them and the kindness they did give,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And this little scrap of metal takes me in to where they live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;By faith is how I know them much the same as you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We share in what life brings us and from that our friendships grew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Please take an extra minute from your duties up above,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;To bless those in my address book that's filled with so much love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Wherever else this prayer may reach to each relative and friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Bless each e-mail in-box, and each person who hits "send".&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-3370018949890346589?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3370018949890346589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=3370018949890346589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/3370018949890346589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/3370018949890346589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/02/thankful-for-my-computer.html' title='Thankful for My Computer !!!'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-3886161692819215620</id><published>2007-01-27T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:57.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory of Our Loved Ones</title><content type='html'>We always keep the memory of our loved ones in our hearts, and remember them all, however it is 52 weeks ago this evening that will be remembered in our minds for a long, long, time.&lt;br /&gt;Our morning that day even started on a sad note in that we, along with Ada McBride and Gladys Weis were on our way to Mankota to attend the funeral of our cousin Shirley’s husband.&lt;br /&gt;When we were on our way home, about Gravelbourg, our cell phone rang with Lew inquiring as to our whereabouts. Lew usually phones when we are travelling, so this phone call was not out of the ordinary, although I did detect some urgency. About twenty miles south of Moose Jaw, another call came from Lew, this time he indicated to me he had bad news, but please don’t say anything in the car, and that he would meet us at Ada’s house. If you know me (Irene),(which you do) every possible thought was running through my head, but not of what we were soon to hear. I know no words to express my feeling, some might say I appeared to have no outward feeling, but I know I was numb, in a state of shock and disbelief. From Ada’s house we all went to be with Calvin and Mary, and even though it was difficult to see the grief that Calvin and Mary were facing, what a welcome site to find our Kathy there trying to ease everyone’s pain with hugs, a hot cup of tea, and then Brett and Beckie bringing in food, although there were no appetites Kathy and the kids encouraged us to try and eat something.   Lew of course was trying to assist Calvin as concerned family, but then at times his proffessionalizm was needed. What a blessing to have family concerned for each other, and our families are most blest.&lt;br /&gt;I know the grief we had that night, but for my nieces and nephews, I can’t imagine yours.&lt;br /&gt;However as we all have said, we don’t understand the events of life, but life goes on, and we live with our many memories.&lt;br /&gt; I would like to end this posting on a lighter vain with two pictures that hold memories of a special vacation to Walt Disney World that we, Ed, Helen, Paul and Marg enjoyed together in 1991, plus so many Canasta Games.&lt;br /&gt;Although fifteen years plus have passed we often recall the good time we had, and of course you will notice it does hold a memory of Marg as well. After all "memory is remembering"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RbvmF2iulEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/uuPadfq_5QA/s1600-h/Cypress+Gardens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024862797476828226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RbvmF2iulEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/uuPadfq_5QA/s320/Cypress+Gardens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RbvmFmiulDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3UwKcuQqb10/s1600-h/Epcot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024862793181860914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" height="266" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RbvmFmiulDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3UwKcuQqb10/s320/Epcot.JPG" width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Pictures taken at Epcot and Cypress Gardens&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-3886161692819215620?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3886161692819215620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=3886161692819215620' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/3886161692819215620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/3886161692819215620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/01/in-memory-of-our-loved-ones.html' title='In Memory of Our Loved Ones'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RbvmF2iulEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/uuPadfq_5QA/s72-c/Cypress+Gardens.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-2041399690000456794</id><published>2007-01-21T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T19:11:20.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things are hard to understand</title><content type='html'>Yes I do realize it is seven days since I last posted, however my absence wasn't intentional. In the midst of this past week it seemed to do a posting was rather insignificant as we (both of us) have observed a situation of senior "adult abuse" being carried to the extreme. It has caused us to be emotionally shaken by what we have noted that took place. Yes there have been media reports of senior abuse taking place in some care homes, but in my mind this is far worse in that the abuse in question is being asserted to a parent by an only child who has legal power of attorney. No, I am not talking physical abuse, but there are other kinds, one being the denial of medical treatment and the refusal of proffessional health care.&lt;br /&gt;During previous months help for proper care was sought out by our health care system, and by concerned family and friends, only to be denied by the one holding the power of attorney.&lt;br /&gt;This past week the medical system once again made provisions for proper care to be provided, and also told the one holding the power of attorney, that they would not release the parent from hospital back into that individuals care&lt;br /&gt;However, after defying all medical demands, and with much conniving by this Son/Daughter, the parent is now once again back in this undesirable situation, which for family and friends are left with, "how could this happen" and with few options, if any.&lt;br /&gt;Concerned people, that include extended family, even to the health professionals and law enforcement have indicated that under our present laws their hands are tied. If this was a child who was suffering abuse from a parent or adult, the laws are such that the proper officials can remove the child from the situation. At first I was surprised that the law only protected the child, but then I thought its likely because parent abuse is very rare, now I am told that it is not as rare as we might think. So when it comes to dealing with senior abuse, apparently this can only be done by going through the legal system to obtain a court order, etc.&lt;br /&gt;As you know I can not give specific details, and perhaps I have given more than I should have, but although adult abuse may be still somewhat rare, I think we all (no matter what age we are) need to realize that it is alive and active here in Moose Jaw. Perhaps some one may be able to influence our law givers to re-think the existing law.&lt;br /&gt;So my reason for this posting is that it might sound some alarm bells, and cause us to have heads up to any kind of abuse that we may encounter, and also to have some feelings for the rights of the victim and less for the victimiser.(which is this case)&lt;br /&gt;This has been a real live world reality check for us, that there are really people living about us who seem to have no concern and compassion, but rather would do harm rather than good.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there is no parent or adult desiring any preferential treatment from their family, I know my parents didn’t, and neither do we, but treatment with respect and dignity will always be appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my thought for the day &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Remember that each of us in due time will advance to that stage of our life where we may require care that we can no longer give ourselves, when it comes, hopefully those needs will be met with compassion."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (IY)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-2041399690000456794?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2041399690000456794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=2041399690000456794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/2041399690000456794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/2041399690000456794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/01/some-things-are-hard-to-understand.html' title='Some things are hard to understand'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-1947240148198068480</id><published>2007-01-15T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T18:56:57.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I Missed a Day.</title><content type='html'>This daily posting has turned out to be something like a New Years resolution, easier to say, than to do, especially when you go visiting and don't get home in time.&lt;br /&gt;So seeing I missed once it will be easier to miss again as now the pressure is off :)&lt;br /&gt;Of course yesterday was Sunday with an opportunity to attend worship, and for those who heard Darin's message you know doubt took various thoughts home with you. For me it was "Things are not always as they appear to be". As I have thought on that, it really is true, and if we omit the word "things" and insert "people" that also seemed to apply, and then I put " I am" to read &lt;strong&gt;" I am not always the way I appear to be", &lt;/strong&gt;this was getting too close personally and left alot of room for my own soul searching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the "Survival Kit" posting, it was interesting to note from Brett that this had been used before, and Crystal, if you are thinking of using the illustration with tangible items, I have used the Hot Chocolate packet taken from a box of individual packets of Hot Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing too exciting happened today, unless removing unwanted items from dresser drawers and shelves is it. So as a result the spare bed is the resting place of some of those items, hopefully tomorrow I'll finish todays project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to close my post I will reflect back on my soul searching and leave with this thought. ( IY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" It is far more impressive when others discover our good qualities with out out help"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-1947240148198068480?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1947240148198068480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=1947240148198068480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1947240148198068480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1947240148198068480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/01/yes-i-missed-day.html' title='Yes I Missed a Day.'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-3538214625442679891</id><published>2007-01-13T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T19:21:52.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>﻿AN EVERYDAY SURVIVAL KIT</title><content type='html'>This past week we have endured some severe cold weather, and the media has often been reminding their listeners to plan ahead, and carry a Survival Kit .Of course this is only for seasonal use, but here is a Survival Kit" for daily use, and it contains these items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Toothpick&lt;/strong&gt; - to remind you to pick out the good qualities in others, Matt 7:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Rubberband&lt;/strong&gt; - to remind you to be flexible, things might not always go the way you want, but it will work out...Rom 8:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Band Aid&lt;/strong&gt; - to remind you to heal hurt feelings yours or someone elses... Col 3:12-14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Pencil&lt;/strong&gt; - to remind you to list your blessings everyday....Eph 1:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Eraser&lt;/strong&gt; - to remind you that everyone makes mistakes, and its okay...Gen 50:15-21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some Chewing Gum&lt;/strong&gt; - to remind you to stick with it and you can accomplish anything....Phil 4:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Mint&lt;/strong&gt; - to remind you that you are worth a mint to your heavenly father....John 3:16-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Candy Kiss&lt;/strong&gt; - to remind you that everyone needs a kiss or a hug everyday ...1 John 4:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Cup of Hot Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt; - to remind you to relax daily and go over the list of Gods Blessings....1 Thess 5:18&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-3538214625442679891?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3538214625442679891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=3538214625442679891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/3538214625442679891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/3538214625442679891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/01/everyday-survival-kit.html' title='﻿AN EVERYDAY SURVIVAL KIT'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-7853749512062187943</id><published>2007-01-12T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T18:58:54.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>Yes I do have a question that I need to ask the experts.   If by chance you checked out my post yesterday or should I say last evening, everything seemed to post OK until it came to my thought for the day. When I bring it up on my computer I get a very small line of nothing. I have tried to edit the post and when I view it, all seems to be fine, but when I re-publish it there doesn't seem to be any improvement.  So experts what did I do wrong?????&lt;br /&gt;Here it is Friday, and nearly ending the second week in January,  hopefully our cold spell has past with warmer temperatures on the way.&lt;br /&gt;This was another stay at home day,catching up on some household chores, and this afternoon, and this evening both of us worked on updating some computer files in the office,. Doesn't that sound like a full days work ???(IY)&lt;br /&gt;Our thought for January 12th is  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" We never know which of the things we do will stay forever in our minds, so it's best to choose each action carefully&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-7853749512062187943?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7853749512062187943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=7853749512062187943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/7853749512062187943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/7853749512062187943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/01/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-1378706242207739078</id><published>2007-01-11T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:19:16.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are in a "Deep Freeze"</title><content type='html'>I liked Beckie's title on her blog today of "Brrrrr". as by the Weather Network and of various comments by those who braved the elements it was really the kind of a day that we were glad that we could stay in.&lt;br /&gt;My day was a normal Thursday as that begins with "laundry" seeing that is my scheduled time.&lt;br /&gt;While I was making my way back and forth to the laundry room, I began to sense the smell of "Chili" cooking, to my pleasant surprise I soon found out that aroma was coming from our kitchen. Sure enough my better half was in the cooking mood, so now we have something on hand to pull from the freezer in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;Lew, as we read your blog today, we both thought your tribute to Tib was very nice, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; our thoughts, like the thoughts of her family reflected back to her, and of the changing scenes of life, even in death. So I'll sign off for tonight with this. (IY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The changes in nature remind us of the glorious transformation that's coming for all believers. 1 Cor. 15:51&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-1378706242207739078?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1378706242207739078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=1378706242207739078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1378706242207739078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1378706242207739078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/01/we-are-in-deep-freeze.html' title='We are in a &quot;Deep Freeze&quot;'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-3278188714992119508</id><published>2007-01-10T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T19:00:23.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter is still here</title><content type='html'>This is not a very nice evening weather wise, we made a judgment call not to venture out tonight and we are glad that we did.  It's not our cup of tea any more to be out after dark with unfavorable weather conditions. Perhaps getting old is the term some may use to describe this action, and that is probably more true than fiction.&lt;br /&gt;Today was the day that Crestview's festive decorations made their way back into the boxes for another year, and it left the hall ways and lounge looking bare, but that won't last for long, February 14th is just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Friendship is sharing openly, laughing often, trusting always, caring deeply" &lt;/em&gt;(&lt;/strong&gt; IY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-3278188714992119508?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3278188714992119508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=3278188714992119508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/3278188714992119508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/3278188714992119508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/01/winter-is-still-here.html' title='Winter is still here'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-1964735017835393571</id><published>2007-01-09T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T20:30:56.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Evening</title><content type='html'>Seeing we are late with todays posting, perhaps we may choose to do it this way, and that way the day and it's activities are near done.&lt;br /&gt;Being we live in a Co-op Housing Complex, "Crestview Manor" we are very much involved in the daily operation, so today was no exception as Cal attend a Maintenance Meeting, and he again helped with the delivery of recycle items to the "blue bins" plus other chores he saw needed to be done.&lt;br /&gt;As for me, my day, was mostly spent in sorting through Computer files and entering them on the NEW computer in Crestview's office.&lt;br /&gt;In closing the days post, here is our thought for the day&lt;br /&gt;" We live in the present, we dream of the future, but we learn eternal truths from the past." (IY)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-1964735017835393571?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1964735017835393571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=1964735017835393571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1964735017835393571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1964735017835393571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/01/tuesday-eveing.html' title='Tuesday Evening'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-2191833893779302736</id><published>2007-01-08T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T14:05:17.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Thought For Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We can expect big trouble when we try to answer our own prayers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For your Father knows what you need before you ask Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Matt:  6:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;     CY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-2191833893779302736?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2191833893779302736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=2191833893779302736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/2191833893779302736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/2191833893779302736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/01/our-thought-for-today.html' title='Our Thought For Today'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-1863750853602837901</id><published>2007-01-08T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:57.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday January 8, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaKjQhYawmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NTE6RaYye1o/s1600-h/Cal+%26+Irene.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017752439078175330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaKjQhYawmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NTE6RaYye1o/s320/Cal+%26+Irene.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are officially beginning our adventure in the blogging world, there will no doubt be some challanges as we learn how to add in a few pictures, etc., now and then .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being retired we do not have news to share of our experiences in the work a day world, but we will share some of our daily activities, and our hope is that we can share a thought for the day that will be of encouragment to us, as well as those who may read our post. This will also serve as a Diary for us to reflect back at years end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing this blog belongs to both Cal and Irene and both have access to post we will end our individual postings by using our intials ( IY or CY)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-1863750853602837901?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1863750853602837901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=1863750853602837901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1863750853602837901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/1863750853602837901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/01/monday-january-8-2007.html' title='Monday January 8, 2007'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaKjQhYawmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NTE6RaYye1o/s72-c/Cal+%26+Irene.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972909370138498640.post-5928089038883444936</id><published>2007-01-07T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:57.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Happened</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s1600-h/momdad+-+parents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018041503262098034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+parents.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I really did succesfully accomplish my entering the blogging world at least long enough for me to post something, but then receiving a message that if I wanted anyone to comment I needed to go into settings and make that request, so as a result of something I did, I ended up with no previous post. So here goes again and I'll see if the problem has now been fixed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8972909370138498640-5928089038883444936?l=calandireneyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5928089038883444936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8972909370138498640&amp;postID=5928089038883444936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/5928089038883444936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8972909370138498640/posts/default/5928089038883444936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calandireneyoung.blogspot.com/2007/01/something-happened.html' title='Something Happened'/><author><name>Cal and Irene Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06499720659883320051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s320/momdad+-+'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imAdDeGFfFo/RaOqKRYawnI/AAAAAAAAAAY/X0BSglJAu9M/s72-c/momdad+-+parents.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
