Family History!

Family History, I am doing it!


Nancy Ellen Boyer, You do elude me as to your childhood! I however will not give up on you. Especially since I learned about some new resources which will now help me to locate you. I know your name, I know where you were born (or thereabouts) I know your husband and children's names.  I also know that your parents were born in Kentucky or pennsylvania, as you put them both on census records, but alas, I know not there names. 


I know that as I continue to research Nancy, I will find her records, I will find what it is I want to know. It is interesting to me that of all the research I have done, and all the temple work I have done, the ancestor who I seem to love the most is this very one which gives me so much trouble. May it is because I seem to be learning of her so much! I can tell you a lot about her. I continue to find more information every time I look. I shall not give up on you. 


Henry B Eyeing said, "You'll be tempted to stop and leave the hard work of finding to others who are more expert, or to another time in your life; but you'll feel a tug on your heart to go on in the work. Hard as it will be you'll have more than your own strength as you choose to labour on to find them." 


I Love this quote, it seems to say to me, "You go ahead and keep working, and when you have exhausted your knowledge, then you'll receive the answer you are looking for. In other words, When I have done everything I can to find the Parents of Nancy Boyer, then I will be told where to find them, or someone will find them miraculously. I think though, that I am the only person currently even trying to find this information... We Shall see how this will work out.


I Love Family History! I am more than just learning facts about birth death and such, I am trying to learn who they are, and what they did. Hence HI-STORY or HIS-STORY, see what I did there... Good luck in your own endeavors. 

Friends

True friends will be completely Honest with each other. Tell each other what they need to hear not what they want to hear. Thank you for that, you know who you are (as it was within days). 


It seems I am able to quickly make new friends, and I do not like to lose friends. Even when it sometimes doesn't  go how I planned or hoped I try to keep my friendship despite, and it works. I believe that things are only awkward if you make them so, therefore, you just push that thing aside and keep going. 


While I choose carefully which friends I reveal my secrets, that is due to my level of trust. I will trust anyone until they give me reason not to, but as you earn trust from me you get to know me. Currently only two friends can know anything, but I'm okay with that, as they are my VERY best friends and the ones to whom I decided I could confide in all things. 


This may seem jumbled, but I am kinda typing as I think, sorry.


I sometimes wish one or both of them were closer to me, but alas I shall just deal with what I am given... 


On friendship, I shall say also the following: Never Ever take for granted your friendships. Never allow yourself to use a friendship to your gain. Always help your friends with anything you can, be willing to get up at 2 in the morning to go and give them help (for example a blessing). Always treat your friends well, don't get upset with them for telling the truth, rebuke them for lying but then "show forth an increase of love". Don't judge them, just love them; even when they are irrational. Support them, but always help them to see the right path. 


I know it is hard, but sometimes you move, and you leave your friends in another state, (and trust me I know it is hard) to stay close, to not neglect them. you'll make new friends, but as the words of a song I once learned in primary many years ago, "Make new friends but keep the old." I am pretty sure it was not in the children's song book, but my teachers taught it to us anyway.  As I have been in Idaho for nearly three months now (actually  a little more) I know it is easy to forget to even shoot off the occasional text to your friends, but as you try and keep lines open you;ll keep those friends. 


I have many many friends, I love them all. If I were close (geographically) I would help any of them with whatever they need. 


Watch how your friends interact, notice if there is anything negative between any of them, make sure your not being that way to your friends. I was, not to long ago, but I realized it and took care of that problem and I won back a friend. 


I am sorry this is so long and not super exciting, but just some thoughts I was having. 

Forgiveness

Not to sound creepy or anything, but I am that guy who likes to sit back and watch what is going on around me, I like to sit and listen and watch, I guess just observe. Lately, Throughout most of the semester, I have watched as one close friend completely shut out another friend at what was really a silly thing, But while I was watching I realized, I am no better! 


You see I had been holding a grudge against what used to be a very close friend, I had felt hurt by her and wanted to never have anything to do with her again; however, watching this other set, I realized how wrong I was. I came to find that I was in the wrong. I was really only hurting myself. I had to get rid of this. I sent her a mere text, saying only the words "I forgive you." she did reply to this, but I ignored it and went on with my day. I continued watching these two friends and hearing them talk about each other, and It dawned on me I was not done. I had merely forgiven her, but not apologized. I sat with this thought for a few days knowing I needed to say more than I forgive you, and eventually I did, I sent her another message that said, "I am sorry. I was in the wrong for holding a grudge." I'm not sure why she said it as well, but apologize she did. I had won back a friend. 


At some point during the semester there was a lesson given which taught something along the lines of "If you withhold forgiveness, you withhold it from yourself." Meaning from the Lord. 


Keep this lesson in mind. It ay come in handy...

Life Goals

So, I guess it would be nice to actually write down some of my goals in life... I'll do so in the following manner, Short term, and Longer term. For my short term goals I shall focus on what I'd like to do with in the next two years. Long term can fall anywhere from tomorrow to beyond two years (as there are something I do not control)


Short Term Goals: 

1. Get into a Management position at FedEx Ground.
2. Expand Sparky's Vending to Rexburg Idaho. 
3. Get good grades in School.
4. Write my book of Family History through the early 1800's. (Volume 1)
5. Learn to and Stay Organized (talking about my desk space)
6. Write at least 5 times weekly in my journal.
7. Learn the skills needed to be a good Cake decorator. 

Long Term Goals:

1. Marry in the Temple.
2. Write a novel.
3. Have Children.
4. Graduate from BYUI.
5. Read Every book I own.
6. Open an indoor Paintball course.
7. Open an indoor Go-Carts Track.
8. Open a youth Center; a place for children and teens to go after school where they can be safe, get tutoring, play games, or just hang out.
9. Open a Bakery/Cake shop.
10. Attend the Temple Weekly (for life).

There is obviously more I want to do, but I cannot think of them right now. I'll make another post at some later date with my updated goals.

Also, I am playing with the colors on purpose. Which one looks best with the current color scheme?

March 18 2012

So I am just sitting on the couch enjoying a nice sunday afternoon, on the next couch Scott is studying very studiously (mostly awake) and on the other Joe is studying the inside of his eye lids... As usual I am still in my church clothes as I am either to lazy to change out of them or pretty comfy, or both.

Anyway, onto business; this past week I was readmitted to employment at FedEx Ground! I am so excited to start working again tomorrow morning. What's more, I do not have to be up at two in the AM at this warehouse. I get to sleep 'till 4:45am now.  Yea for employment... and a paycheck... I had to go buy new work boots too since i didn't bring my torn up ones here with me from the old warehouse... I am so happy I listened to my mom two weeks ago and called FEdEx and asked for my job back...

My registration was friday morning to pick out classes for the spring semester, I was all prepared, Wednesday I looked and they were still open, but just barely, Thursday I got an email from a professor randomly admitting me to join his class, I wondered why and happened to be near the registration office so I went and asked, To which I learned not the answer, but rather that I was actually supposed to register Wednesday. I Immediately went and tried to get the classes I needed, and They were al full! Oh well, I have been emailing all kinds of teachers trying to get into classes to keep my grad plan on track, but to no avail. I have currently been able to get into (officially) three classes and one teacher said to show up on the first day of class and I will be admitted. The other five are up in the air. most of them have said "watch for an opening" so I check throughout the day, just hoping. I'll still show up on the first day to see if anyone didn't show and then maybe take their place.

Well, I'm off to spend the evening with some friends. Have a great day.

Here is some of the things I have been doing lately (by picture)

This first cake is actually my second, but I messed up on the icing by making it to thin. So it was difficult to spread. However I made the yellow correctly, I was at least proud of that.

I did learn though (only it wasn't till i got to the end) that I need to offset my icing so it'll fill in the gaps...

This was actually my first cake. I was so much fun! I decided to keep doing it.

My Personal History (a small amount of it)

The A. C. Seaver Story (to this point)

            William A Seaver Jr. was born in Michigan to William and Lola Seaver in July 1958. While serving a mission in the California San Bernardino Mission he met Delora A Wilbur, Born September 20 1964 to William and Claudette (Pat) Wilbur. Having finished his mission and one proposal fell through he returned to Lancaster California and Married Delora in the Los Angeles Temple in October 1984. Delora already had one child at the time, Kisha LeeAnn (1981), which William then adopted as his own child. They then had 5 more children from 1986 through 1993; William A Seaver III (1986), Ashley Beth (1988), Ashton Clark (1989), Tanner Cohen (1991), and Tristen Lou Chase (1993).

            June 4 1989; Hurley Hospital; Flint Michigan; Heralded my coming into mortality. I was born deaf and sickly. Jaundice had hold upon him very early, and it developed into a more serious state.  My Father gave me a blessing and nothing cleared up; my hearing did not improve.  My mom has told me I was the easiest baby to raise due to the deafness, as nothing would wake me up except hunger, and I never cried.  My dad was in construction, he owned his own company, and my mom was a stay-at-home-mom. My first memory is when we lived in the “Augusta House” as we call it; I was walking down the street holding my blanket. I still have that blanket to this day.

            We moved around from time to time, I can remember having lived in 3 of the five homes that we lived in. The second house following the “Augusta House” was entitled the Lowden Lane or Brown Street house; as it sat on the corner of the two streets taking up what was originally three lots, the house sitting on one and the other two being “the back yard”. It was this house that we remodeled and built and addition onto. It was by far the nicest home we ever lived in. I loved that house.  I lived here from the 5^th to the sixth grade.  I made a lot of friends here one of which I still have contact with. She was our neighbor, Courtney Glinka. There was a lot of kids in this neighborhood, some were better than others, some only wanted to be our friends because we had a trampoline and pool. This home was short lived in before it then became a rental.

            In the year two thousand as I was sitting in Mr. Dunston’s sixth grade class he got a phone call and asked me if I’d step out into the hallway. It was Mr. Dunston, My favorite teacher I had ever had (to this point) who bare me the news that my grandma Wilbur had died. He asked me of I would be ok to stay at school, while I loved my grandma, I didn’t realize at this time what exactly this meant, and I said I would. I seemed to love school. Within a few days my Aunt Leah was at our home and my mom had packed all her things and she left us to go and remove my granddad from the nursing hoe he was in, as the state was threatening to take the house if he didn’t move back in.

 I do not understand to this day what law they had enacted in order to be able so to do, but as it was my mom was now gone and dad had to learn to cook. We finished out to school year, I feel like it had ended mid-May as we were in California for my birthday, we had moved for what was to be only temporary, we lived here about one and a half years until my granddad passed away.

Seventh grade; it was my first or second day of school I had no friends, I didn’t know where I was, It was hot, I found a shady place and just hung out right there, next thing I know security was whisking me off to the principals office. I had no idea why, turns out I was Loitering, when my mom got to the school she let them have it; a shy kid in a new place! When they realized that they really had no offence against me they tried to blame it on my footwear, saying “He is in sandals!” this was not goo enough to my mom who then tore that apart as we had no idea about any sandals rules. They informed us that no bare feet are allowed, so I put on sock and sandals and went to school the next day. An interesting note on this, a boy who would soon become a good friend also got picked up for loitering and wearing sandals, Thomas Blair a deacon in my ward.

When my mom first got out to California and went to church on Sunday she looked at the other deacons saw one a bit of a chubby red-head, she said, “That will be Ashton’s best friend!” She was right.  Jayme Day and I hit it off right away; I’m sure the fact that he lived eight and a half houses away helped with that. He and I became a carpool later joined by my little brother Tanner and his best friend Danny when they entered Middle school as well.  Jayme and I are still to this day best friends, and since he is now married he had asked me to be his best-man.  (I shall diverge for a moment) Jayme married Anna Blinco, who he had basically fallen in love with at first sight, however they never dated, I cannot think of a single date they ever went on.  Anna never seemed to like Jayme back when he was single, but finally when he returned from his mission she accepted to marry him. I joked at their reception that it only took him seven year to convince her to do so.

Early in my childhood I began a practice that would instrumental throughout my life, in just the third grade I began to participate in the Sport of Wrestling. Wrestled competitively from that time until I graduated High school.  I was never the best, but I sure did try.  I do not remember the first match I won, but I remember the first friend I made during it, but not his name, I was in the MMWA (mid-Michigan Wrestling Association), He and I wrested every weekend, I remember he’d beat me nearly every time, but finally one day I prevailed. Later I moved into a new style of wrestling called freestyle, I never liked it as much as the rules were very odd to me, then when I got to high school I went back to collegiate or Folk style.  It was in High school that my skills finally began to increase and I did pretty well. It was in my junior year of high school that Tanner and Shane Shaugnessy joined the wrestling team, Shane later joined the church almost entirely on the example we had shown as members, as Tanner and I were the only two members on the team if you do not count two of the managers.  I later became a referee for the sport.

In Middles School I was teased and picked on a lot. This is probably what led to my not really caring what others have to say. It led me to hold my own standards of myself and not others. It definitely led me to be the guy who would go to those who were being teased and put my arm around them and try to be their friend.

High school was an easy time for the most part, I joke about how I slept through most of it. I graduated in a class of 850 students, and I then started working for the same high school as a tutor. I left that job to serve a mission for the church.

“Dear Elder Seaver… you have been recommended as one worthy to serve… You are hereby called to serve in the Idaho Boise Mission…” Oh how excited I was, oh how no one believed me at first. I can honestly say I was more excited about going to Boise than I was about anything at the time. I served the full two years and learned and grew a lot, I learned how to deal with others, I learned how to deal with disappointment, I learned how the church is supposed to run. I served in various capacities, a Trainer, District leader and Zone Leader, and of course as a normal Missionary.  My favorite thing was being a trainer; I trained twice, Elder Blair and Elder David Isais Martinez. My Description of working with Elder Martinez was always “He trained me.” While I was serving in The Boise Mission I grew a tremendous love for the state of Idaho, this would later help me in a certain choice.  I never counted baptisms, numbers are not important. To this day I do not know how many people were baptized. I shall probably never know the actual count as I refuse to do it myself. I found the more important thing was touching the lives of others and helping them to see that Christ was most important. I made many friendships that will last the rest of my life. 

I returned home August 16^th 2010. I was released and told to never again don my tag. I have held true to that. I returned to college at AVC and attempted to get my AA but due to budget cuts most of the classes I’d need were now unavailable or overly filled. I then applied to BYU-I, I had found a way to get back to the state I loved. All the while I was working for FedEx Ground, it was a job I loved immensely, I still love the opportunity I had to work for such a great company. During this time since I returned home I dated three girls, each one ended for one reason or another, one of which I am great friends with still. I made a new best Friend, not to say that Jayme has been replaced, but I met a girl, Cambria Fast, one whom I am able to share every thought, feeling, emotion, and I have no fears of sharing anything with her. I now refer to her as “My Very Best Friend.” I miss her so much since moving here. I think of all my friends and family she is the one whose company I most long for. I do not even try to hide how I feel for her. She is the one who has more admiration form me than any individual I know.  (It should be noted that Mothers have their own category.)

  I worked 14 months and then resigned December 24 2011. Later that day I packed all my belongings into the truck of Matthew LaForce and spent the holiday with my family. Then on the 26^th December 2011 I climbed into the car and headed off to a new home.  I now live in Rexburg Idaho. I am here for a minimum of three years but possibly more. I am slated for graduation Spring 2015 with a major/Emphasis in Business management Marketing and a minor in the Culinary arts. I have begun considering a career in the Catering field. I was just offered a job at the local FedEx Ground Location and I have orientation on Friday March 16 2012.

Ashton Clark Seaver

March 15, 2012