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Sunday, December 21, 2008

thinking of you at Christmas time

Sunday 21st, I'm sitting here waiting for Dad to go to our speaking engagement, and I'm thinking of you.  We have a beautifully decorated Christmas tree with lights and red ribbons, candy canes, dime store glass balls, and silver snowflakes….  I've silver pinecones and red ribbons at the windows and candles with poinettas for a center piece on our table, with our sweet, Mexican nativity in a wooden crèche on the sofa table.  Christmas music is playing and I'm remembering Christmas' past.  Wonderful memories from my childhood and yours come to mind…. But, enough, as for the present:

Last week we were invited to a school Christmas program, complete with the nativity and children dancing and singing.  We thought of you and our darling grandchildren and pictured being with you at their programs.  Yesterday we spent 12 hours in the temple.  Both Friday and Saturday we have had lots of sealings and first time people.  We opened the temple at 6:00 a.m. and closed it at 6:00 p.m..  We were just in time for our Stake's choir Christmas program which took place outside on temple hill.  It was a marvelous way to begin our Christmas celebration.

This morning we visited the Playa Ward and purposely snuck in late so that they won't feel they had to invite us to sit on the stand or speak.  However, we were, and we did.  Tonight we go to the Chiarel Stake for their Christmas program where we are also the speakers.  Tomorrow morning we will open the temple by 8:30 in time for our special session with our workers followed by a group picture outside and then a catered lunch next door in the Stake Center.  We have 97 regular workers and all but five have said they are coming.

Christmas Eve we've invited for the evening, the Moss', Burnett's and Batt's along with Sis. Batt's sister and friend who are visiting.  We splurged and bought a turkey and a ham, and I'll make pies etc.  Everyone else is bringing their favorite dishes too.  Christmas we are looking forward to having you call us when you are done with Santa and have a moment free (we don't want to interrupt your celebrations).  Hopefully, we can set up the cameras so that we can see you and the children. 

We aren't visiting the Children's Home until Tues the 6th of January (El dia de Tres Reyes) because that is what they requested.  Dad and Br. Burnett are practicing the song Dave, Dan and Jim sing about the Kings, and Dad has completed his Christmas gift to me of  lovingly translating the story of the 3 Kings from This Way To Christmas, which we will share with the children.  Thanks to Rachel and Steve there will be pillows and pillow cases to give each of the 60 children.  The Burnett family is sending toothbrushes and toothpaste, and the Moss' and Batt's have helped me with the piñata etc..

So that is what is happening with us.  It is time to go now, but I promise more later.  Love you Mom



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Wendy W. Bentley

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

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Please note the correction:  Toney's e-mail address is:  bentley.anthony@gmail.com NOT anthony.bentley@gmail.com
 

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Please note the correction:  Toney's e-mail address is:  bentley.anthony@gmail.com NOT anthony.bentley@gmail.com
 



Thursday, December 11, 2008

Family togetherness reunion style.

Dear Family,

We have a cabin for the family reunion. The goal is for everyone to be so tired being together that they will want to puke. Details: We have an 8 bedroom cabin (8000 sq/ft) in Timber Lakes above Heber for Aug 14-15. Here is the website if you want to check it out: http://www.a1vacations.com/rental-home/p171348 There is no pressure for anyone to contribute to the cost of the cabin unless you want to.

Sorry for those that voted for Bear Lake. As it turns out the cabin we wanted was too small for our family, and the owners would have made us rent a second cabin.

Sharon and I are going to plan some activites for the reunion. We will try not to over-schedule. The reunion will probably start on the 13th with a day at a water park. If anyone has an activity they are dying to encorporate let Sharon or myself know. Rachael (of the Steve variety) has volunteered to coordinate meals. More to follow on that as the reunion get's closer.

On another day I will write about cutting down the 18 ft Christmas tree sitting in our living room right now. Long story short, it's impressive; especially with the family of spotted owls living in the upper branches.

xo,

Pickles

Monday, December 8, 2008

Happy December

Merry Christmas Everyone!
Today is DANIEL FRANK's 30th birthday!  Wow!  And next week on the 16th it is our ELIZA JOSINETTE's 3rd birthday! 
RICK and MARISA  celebrate 11 years of marriage on the 15th!  CONGRATULATIONS to each of you

--
Wendy W. Bentley

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Hey Family,

We finished the Nutcracker season, and we are alive and able to write about it. This was a pretty tricky year for the Nutcracker because we let Brigham and Cora perform. They have been rehearsing every Saturday since September, and the last few weeks we have averaged 15 hours at ballet a week. Thats a lot in case you were wondering. The hard part has been that I had to sit there with Brigham the whole time because he is too young to leave. Rick, Lincoln and Lydia clung together for survival. I kept saying to Rick, "Please remind me how hard this is next year when I say lets let Lydia do it too." His response was, "You don't have to tell me twice." The icing on the cake though is the kids did such a great job. We were so proud of them. Here are some pictures to show some of the parts they had. We wish they could have performed for you all. Lots of love and Merry Christmas

Rick, Marisa, Cora, Lincoln, Brigham, Lydia and Clyde

Proud parents after the Saturday Night Performance

Cora as a little snow flake

Brigham the Nutcracker Doll

Brigham as a mouse (3rd one down)

Cora being the cutest party boy in history

Monday, December 1, 2008

Our Colorado Thanksgiving...

As one would expect on the Monday following the Thanksgiving Holiday, accounts and reviews of the "big" meal were hot water cooler topics at work. As such, the tales I was privy to included a 10 am "dinner" start, sweet potato vegetarian wraps for the main coarse, and of course the dreaded "dry turkey" experience. Listening to these reports stirred emotions of complete satisfaction and dread alike. The satisfaction stemming from the most pleasant, savory, and delicious experience that was Thanksgiving Dinner in Colorado as hosted by Rick and Marisa. The dread, as you have probably guessed, came knowing that sharing this satisfaction with the less than satisfied might spawn envy or even be misconstrued as bragadocio. Not giving into my fear, I gave of a full account of the meal that anyone taking on the daunting role of Turkey Day hostess (or host) would wish to duplicate. To me there seems to be two items that usually define the quality of the T-day dinner - the bird and bread. IF the the turkey cooked through, golden brown, and moist are primary criteria for success. All three were easily met, with the latter two exceeding the bar set by the Butter Ball folk. The bar for the bread has an even higher standard by which it is measured. Bread metrics are usually derived from some maternal line dating back multiple generations. Not wishing to show any irreverance to the heavenly creations of my own maternal lines, nor those I share through marriage, I will say that the dinner and orange rolls were a tribute and even rival to those of my own grandmother's and Mom Bentley's. While Marisa attributes this success to the Lion House, remember that poor execution of a great recipe equals bad rolls. Lets just say that a meticulous eye monitored the rate of rise and other important details easily overlooked by the novice or impatient. There were many other delightful dishes included, but due to the time I will say only that they complimented and enhanced the meal. This account would not be complete without noting Rachel's home made apple pie-in particular the filling.

Beyond the meal we had an all around great time with both sets of Colorado Bentley's. We had the opportunity to see much of the Air Force Academy, including the Chapel and take in the festivities of the Broadmoore Hotel's Christmas Lighting Ceremony, gingerbread village, and ice sculptures. Sam, Eliza, and Peter relished the time with all their cousins and already have trips planned to see them again. As Mary mentioned, it would have been great to have more or all of you also. What an awesome family we have!

Sunday, November 30, 2008

November has been a super month

Happy Thanksgiving from Canada! We have just celebrated our 2nd Thanksgiving of the season. Our first Turkey was eaten on October 13th along with all of Canada. Round 2 was a big party since we had Dave-Kar-Josh-Maddie-Jake and our neighbors joining us. Here's some pictures from the past few weeks!
2 months old!!! Look at this cutie

Maddie's Baptism was such a great experience. Maddie was very well prepared to make this step in her life. She even told us of an experience she had at church where she felt the spirit really strong earlier in the day. Maddie is a beautiful new member of the church. I got the chance to give a talk on the Holy Ghost which was awesome and Zach was one of her baptismal witnesses. What an awesome experience!

Josh is such a great cousin! He helped Liza a lot and took every chance he got to hold her. She was always happy when he held her.

This is one of the few moments I was able to take a picture of Kaite with Liza. She loves to help get Liza's soother (canadian for pacifier), change diapers, get her blankets and whatever else would be helpful. THAT SAID: she doesn't like to touch Liza too much, which is fine by me. :)


Dave amd I eagerly took on the job of stripping the meat off the turkey after dinner. We were having a party and Dave told me all about turkey anatomy... facinating. We have a pretty good Thanksgiving tradition going on with Dave/Kar. I wish we could have combined up with the colorado gang as well, but we had a good phone chat for Ricardo's b-day so that helped heal the void. All in all, Thanksgiving 2008 was a HUGE HIT! Kar's potato's were my favorite item, the orange rolls were devowered, and Dave and I told the Pilgrim story as well as going around the table to say what our 5 "Kernels of corn" of gratitute represented. We thought of all of you. I'll see any SLC Christmas goers in 2 weeks!!!! yippe!







Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Thanksgiving story

This story has a very personal meaning for our family as six of your ancestors came on the Mayflower in 1620.

Anthony Ivins Bentley Jr.—Anthony Ivins Bentley—Margaret McKean Ivins—Israel Ivins—Anthony Ivins—Margaret Woodward—Deborah Tilton—Miriam Allen—Ralph Allen—Elizabeth Howland—John Howland passenger on the Mayflower who married Elizabeth Tilley, who came with her parents, John Tilley and Elizabeth Lancaster, on the Mayflower.

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More can be found on the internet: http.//members.aol.com/calebj/howland.html  and

www.geocities.com/Heartland/Plains/4803/tilley.htm?220058

 

Wendy Whiting—Johanna Jeanette Cook—Ella Call – Anson Vasco II—Anson Vasco – Anson Call – Sally Tiffany – Rebbeca Ellis – Zilpha Hammond – Jedediah Hammond – Seth Hammond – Mary Hathaway – Sarah Cooke – John Cooke who came on the Mayflower with his father, Francis Cooke.

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More can be found about Francis Cooke at www.pilgrimhall.org/cookefrancisrecords.htm

 

 

 

Thanksgiving:

 A Bentley Family Tradition. Told by Wendy Whiting Bentley each Thanksgiving as Family and Friends unite to give thanks for their bounteous blessings.

 

 

Thanksgiving is a wonderful day.  A day for greeting loved ones and friends, for family, delicious food and football games.  It ushers in the festive holiday season, and how fitting it is that we begin it by setting aside a day to give thanks for our many blessings and by remembering our heritage and forefathers.  Nearly four hundred years ago a group of 102 people set sail from England for a new life in a new world.  They would become known as the Pilgrims, and be remembered long after many other groups of pioneers and settlers had faded into histories pages.  Why?  Because they came to America not as fortune seekers hunting for adventure, wealth or land.  They came with a dream and a vision of a land where they could be free to worship God according to their own beliefs, establish a permanent colony under a democratic government, and live in peace with their Indian neighbors.

            The Pilgrims, or Separatists, as they called themselves, had broken away from the Church of England over differences in beliefs.  For this they were persecuted, not allowed to hold meetings or pray publicly.  They sought freedom first in Holland .  However after living there eleven years the Dutch government, with pressure from London , began to make their life difficult.  This plus the fact that their children were adopting Dutch customs and language led them to seek a home elsewhere.  They had listened to the tales of those who had traveled to the new world, and after much debate they decided to settle in America where they could be truly free.

            They set sail in September 1620.  John Carver, William Bradford and William Brewster were their leaders.  Only forty-four of the 102 aboard were Separatists.  While at sea 66 days one man died, and one baby, Oceanus Hopkins, was born. On November 11th land was sighted at what today is Cape Cod , Massachusetts , and the Pilgrims knelt to thank God for their safe arrival.  However, it wasn't until a month later, on December 11th that they were able to find a suitable place to settle. They picked Plymouth because it had enough fresh water for a colony, trees enough for building; land already cleared where Indians had once lived and a deep safe, natural harbor.

            Before the men left the ship they signed what would become known as the Mayflower Compact.  In this document they pledged to obey their Governor, keep the laws for the good of all, practice religious freedom, and work together in peace to establish a new colony.

            One common house was built that December.  They winter was bitter cold, and the ground was frozen hard.  In January there were only seven people well enough to care for the sick and bury the dead.  Over half of their group died during those first few months – only four married women survived. Fortunately during one exploring party they had found an abandoned Indian village and some baskets of dried Indian corn, beans and tobacco.  These they took promising to repay their Indian neighbors if they ever had the opportunity. They had hoped to save it for spring planting, but to keep from starving when supplies grew scarce they rationed themselves five seeds of corn a day.

            The situation turned desperate, and then one day they were surprised to see an Indian approach their settlement.  In English he greeted them with "Welcome Englishman."  His name was Somoset; he had learned English from Squanto who had been kidnapped by white seamen years before.  He announced that the great Chief Massasoit would be coming to visit them.

            Massasoit did come and the Pilgrims presented him with gifts. They explained that they had come in peace, and a treaty was signed.  Squanto came with the chief, and seeing their desperate condition stayed to literally save their lives by teaching them how to hunt with bows and arrows, tramp the mud driving out the eels for cooking and how to trap small animals and spear and net fish.  In the spring and summer he taught them how to raise pumpkins, squash and to plant corn using 5 herring fish in each mound for fertilizer, gather wild berries and literally how to survive in this new land.  Squanto had been born at Plymouth , and his own people all wiped out due to a disease passed to them by white sailors.  His life was spared because this plague swept through his village while he was a slave in Europe .  He spent the rest of his life with his Pilgrim brothers.  Certainly one can see the Lord's hand in preparing Squanto for his great mission in saving this little band of men and women, they who would establish a heritage and atmosphere of freedom for all who would follow them to America .

            At the end of that first summer the Pilgrims had a wonderful harvest.  They invited their Indian friends to join them and 91 braves, squaws and children came, including the great chief Massasoit.  The celebration lasted three days with religious services twice a day during which thanks was given the Lord for their blessings of freedom of country, religion, family, health and friends.

            Beside your plate you have 5 kernels of corn which represent these blessings in our lives today.  I am humbly grateful for my Pilgrim heritage, and the legacy of faith, integrity, hard work and courage they left for each of us.  Happy Thanksgiving!

(Sing "The Pilgrims Held a Feast" and "We Gather Together."


FIVE KERNELS OF CORN

 

The Pilgrims arrived at Plymouth Bay on December 11, 1620.  The winter was bitterly cold.  Sickness and starvation took the lives of nearly half their number.  Fortunately, in an abandoned Indian village they found a few baskets of dried corn, beans and tobacco.  These they took with the promise to repay their Indian neighbors if ever they had the opportunity.  The story is told, that to keep from starving they rationed themselves five kernels of corn a day.

These five kernels of corn remind us of the Pilgrim's legacy of faith, integrity and courage.  They represent the blessings the Pilgrims were so thankful for that next autumn after a bountiful harvest: Family, Faith, Freedom, Friends and Food.  May we too be thankful for these great blessings on this Thanksgiving Day.

 

 

 

FIVE KERNELS OF CORN

 

The Pilgrims arrived at Plymouth Bay on December 11, 1620.  The winter was bitterly cold.  Sickness and starvation took the lives of nearly half their number.  Fortunately, in an abandoned Indian village they found a few baskets of dried corn, beans and tobacco.  These they took with the promise to repay their Indian neighbors if ever they had the opportunity.  The story is told, that to keep from starving they rationed themselves five kernels of corn a day.

These five kernels of corn remind us of the Pilgrim's legacy of faith, integrity and courage.  They represent the blessings the Pilgrims were so thankful for that next autumn after a bountiful harvest: Family, Faith, Freedom, Friends and Food.  May we too be thankful for these great blessings in our lives on this Thanksgiving Day.


Sunday, November 23, 2008

Gehring's Greetings

Greetings all! This week started out a bit rocky, stoney to be exact, as Monday I was diagnosed as having four kidney stones, two active, two dormant. While in the emergency room, Sharon and I received a phone call from mom and dad. During our conversation, it was hinted that were the Utes to win, I, in celebration - tasteful of course - might raise a red and white banner over the Bentley rooftop. Well, though dad gave his blessing , no banner has been or will be raised. As far as the stones are concerned, the progress is best compared to the current state of the Mountain West Conference teams' BCS race - one is in, one is out, while the rest wait patiently.

Turning to less traumatic events, the balance of life for the Gehrings is going well. Actually, Sharon has been acting a bit strange of late. As most of you are aware Sharon is a great advocate for the Thanksgiving Holiday. This advocacy includes the annual reading of, and hommage to "Squanto", five kernals of corn at the table durning T-day dinner, and the dictator like censorsing of Christmas music before Thanksgiving. However, this year has been different. Since the early days of the month, though putting up an almost non-recognizeable objection of listening to "yule tide carols being sung by the choir" has outright abandoned all self-restraint and frequented the airwaves of FM 100 and Kozy 106.5 for their million hours of Christmas music. Likewise she assisted with the exterior lighting decorations in that she took down an entire Saturday's worth of lights after we discovered they did not work (yes we tested them before stringing them up) and restrung all new lights the same day. Regarding the interior decor -yes the tree is up. These latter two actions she justifies as "forethought and planning" as we will not be here after Thanksgiving as we would be normally. While her behavior is atypical for the season, thus alarming, not all hope is lost...we finished Squanto late last week.

We wish you all a happy Thanksgiving and look forward to seeing the Colorado Bentley's this week!

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Good news, bad news

Good news: Steve and I are expecting a baby
 
Bad news: I am pregnant
 
There is a lot of moaning and groaning around our house.  I think most of it is coming from me as I sit around the house trying to live through the horrible yucky part of pregnancy.  Occasionally, I think I hear some coming from the kids or Steve as they forage for food and clean laundry.  I think the only reason that we are surviving reasonably well is that Marisa has been our angel who comes over once a week and cooks and cleans.  I personally would guarantee her a place in Kingdom if it was mine to give.  (Too bad it's not.) 
 
Steve starts tithing settlement this next week and so his life will get even crazier for a while.  I am always amazed at how much he manages to do.  He has a lot of days that start at 6am and finish around 10pm.  But I know the Lord has always blessed our family for his willingness to serve.
 
Sorry we've been so remiss in keeping up with everyone lately, but we love you, and think of you all often. 
 
Love,
 
The Colorado Bentley 2+6= 8  (coming May 12th...ish)

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

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The Rededication of the Mexico City Temple, November 16, 2008

We, along with the other 11 temple presidents and directoras (matrons), from Mexico were invited to attend the rededication of the Mexico City temple.  We felt so grateful for this wonderful opportunity to be part of this historic event, and to return to our beloved Mexico City.

We got a late start from Tampico (10:30).  Two hours later we were in Vales and ready to start our climb up into the Sierra Madre Oriental Mountains.  Toney wanted to take a new way through the mountains, and thought this would be shorter than the one we took last January to Mexico City.  It wasn't.  Twisty two lane highways with trucks, buses and occasional cows, burros, goats and pueblos with their ever present "topes" (speed bumps), don't lend themselves to fast travel.  In one town with a population of perhaps 50 residents (if you count the dogs and donkeys) we counted five topes!

This new route however, was beautiful.  And with spectacular vistas and deep gorges it kept things interesting.  After five hours of lush, verdant mountains we immerged into high arid plains.  Mountains still loomed as we descended, but they were rocky ridges covered with cactus and cedars instead of banana, citrus and tropical pines.

As Dad is fond of saying, when one of Cortez' conquistadores returned to Spain, he was asked to describe to the King of Spain (Philip I believe) what Mexico was like.  He asked for a piece of paper, wadded it up in his hand and threw it on the table.

Eleven hours after beginning our trip (it took us ten last January) we pulled onto "temple square."  It felt good to be "home" again.  Nancy had arranged for us to have a room in the dorm designated for temple patrons.

Saturday:  We enjoyed talking to Pres. y Hna. Cruz of the Tuxlua Temple, and Elder and Sister Waldo Call, who are our neighbors in the dorm,.  After breakfast we had hoped to go to the Visitors Center, Distribution Center and Zarahemla (the local Deseret Book Store).  To our disappointment, everything was closed.  So we headed down to the Zocalo (downtown) area.  We went to our favorite market and wandered around.  To Dad's joy, and my amazement, we didn't even find anything we were interested in buying!  We already have everything we want or need!

We ate at a restaurant advertizing "Argentine cuts of beef."  Ours was not an Argentine cut, nor an Argentine meal (with the steak came refried beans and enchiladas).  By three o'clock we were on our way to Aztec Stadium which holds 100,000 people.  It was a good thing we had three hours before it began because we sat in traffic for two hours, and once we arrived we walked kilometers trying to find our seats.  In the process we did see the Littlefields (mission pres in the city until a year ago), Doxies (doctor with the embassy), Hna. Ivonne Riiz (one of our instructors), Hno Lopez (CCM administer), and five or six returned missionaries who came up to us and said they had been in the CCM with us.

We thought we would be sitting outside like the rest of the people and I had dragged two coats (it is cold here).  However, our tickets were to sit in the glassed in restaurant area with the general authorities!  We were even served soft drinks and nuts!  It was fun to see the Machucas (an area seventy who was one of Dad's counselors in the CCM), the Taylors (who were the temple president and our neighbors when we lived here) the Elder Cardenez, Elder Alanzo, Elder Torres, and other Mexican Seventies and friends we have known over the years.  Tom Colburn and Kent Arrington were also there from the Temple Department.

Because of the heavy traffic, Elder Mickelsen with President Monsen and Pres Eyring were about 25 minutes late in arriving. When they did walk in a cheer went up, and white handkerchiefs waved. Meanwhile the youth had lined up about 10 minutes before 6:00 to be in position for the prophet's arrival.  The temperature was nippy and some of them were in scanty Aztec costumes and clearly very cold when things finally began.  The program tried to cover the Book of Mormon, colonization, revolution down to the present day.  It was obviously too broad, but the dancing was wonderful and the costumes were gorgeous.  According to what was printed there were 7,000 participants!  President Monsen was darling when they did the "old man dance"(where the boys with canes dance) he got up and did a little jig with them which of course brought the house down. The most touching moment for us was at the end when first the girls, and then the boys of the church school, Benimerito  come out singing Michael Hick's arrangement of As Sisters in Zion, and Armey of Helaman.  They were joined by the full time missionaries walking on singing Called to Serve.  A sea of white handkerchiefs waved as President Monsen and Eyring left with the area presidency.  Ann Dibb was accompanying her father, and I would have loved to have said hello, but we were behind them two rows and over to the side.

Leaving the stadium we got completely lost.  It took us an hour to find our little white car in the sea of hundreds of busses.  At least as we walked around and around we kept hearing, "President Bentley, you were my CCM president."  All total there were an amazing number of people who recognized us.  Once we found the car, it took us another almost two hours to get back to temple square!  This is a BIG city, with too many cars for the road system; and it didn't help that we were on the opposite side of town and made a few wrong turns.

Sunday:  What a wonderful day! We visited in the morning  with the Cruz' and Calls,.  All of us had our tickets for the second session at 12:00.  We were ushered into the waiting room of the temple at 11:00.  After a few minutes in walked Alfredo and Amada Miron!  What a tender mercy.  We had tried to call them without success, and thought perhaps we wouldn't have the opportunity to see them.  After the session we invited them to eat lunch with us at the cafeteria which they did and it was so nice catching up on their family, talking about the temple, family history etc..

But, back to the dedication.  About ten minutes after our arrival, we were escorted to the celestial room and it was filled with mission and temple presidents, area seventy, stake presidents etc..  We sat quietly until 12:00.  It reminded me of the powerful lesson on reverence we were taught in our temple training.  As I sat there I thought of all those on the other side of the veil who might be in attendance, Dad's ancestor's who settled in Mexico more than one hundred years ago, Spencer W. Kimball who loved these people, and the many Book of Mormon prophets.  This temple is such a great heritage and blessing for these people.  They had a fabulous organist and music conductor.  Nancy (our secretary in the CCM, and one of our "daughters") was singing in the choir.  Their hymns were memorized, perfectly on pitch and were absolutely beautiful. When they sang the Anthem and the rest of joined in the Spirit of God  it was so powerful, I am sure the angels of heaven were singing with us.  It was glorious and I think the best music I think I've ever heard (including the Tabernacle Choir).

As we walked around temple square we kept running into people who remembered us and greeted us with fondness, our missionaries three of our instructors who had been with us at the CCM (Hno. Lopez, Hno. Vazquez) In the evening Nancy (the CCM secretary) came over to visit, and then we walked her home.  

Monday:  We woke up at 2:30 and left by 3:00.  There were some "white knuckle moments" as we crossed foggy mountain passes, but we may good time and were in Poza Rica by dawn.  Now we are on a familiar highway and this time Dad was correct we did find a shorter route (seven hours).  It is nice to be home in time to unpack and get cleaned up before needing to be at the temple at noon.

Great trip and the only loss was leaving our strong, good black mesh bag with our food at one stop.


Monday, November 17, 2008

Blast from the Bentley Reunion Past

This Movie CRACKS me up. I've meant to put it on for all of your enjoyment for 5 months!!! if you miss the comment from Caroline at the beginning, RE-WATCH it's the best part.

I wish I would have more movies of more cousins, but these ones are so funny to me. HOPE YOU ENJOY.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Colorado Reunion?

Rick and Steve (with the blessing of Marisa and Rachel) have suggested we have our family reunion in Colorado next summer.  It would be the second weekend in Aug.  The temple closes the 2nd of Aug and we will fly into SL have our doctors and dentist appointments and then that first weekend and then would head to Colorado for the reunion up at the Air Force Academy property.  There are cabins and a lake stocked with fish.  I realize there may be babies being born, people (Steve and Rachel) moving etc..  BUT, Rick needs to make the reservations soon if we want to do it. Dad and I think it sounds great and we should go ahead with the plans and hope most of you can make it.  I figure Dan and Rachel can drive to Salt Lake and then we can car pool with SL clan.  FUN!  Please respond soon

Fw: 8 minutes of your time please? Dan's BBB article



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From: Daniel Bentley <dfbentley@gmail.com>
Subject: 8 minutes of your time please? Dan's BBB article
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Date: Monday, November 10, 2008, 3:39 PM

Hello everyone,
I am writing my BBB article. Hope all is well. We really like our new Violet. She is roughly the same size as a sloth I recently saw (on TV) get plucked from a tree branch by a Harpy Eagle in eastern Peru. Anyway, I know there are more important things going on in the world, but if you have 8 minutes to waste away at work or if you have no good idea of what to do with the kiddies tonight for an FHE activity please watch this video:
 
James would be most happy to see this one as it was with him that I first saw it at the Lander cousin's home when I was 7 or 8 years old. To put it mildly it changed my life (and possibly young Jim's too) forever. One perk of watching is that you will no longer have to think much about that classic common question of "if you could be an animal what kind would you be?" In addition, I did a massive research paper on the subject in college.
 
Love Frank
 
p.s. Mom can you add this to the blog please?

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From: Wendy Bentley <mtcwendy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tampico Tidbits mom's BBB
To: "Marisa Bentley" <marisabentley@hotmail.com>, "Stephen Bentley" <stephen.a.bentley@intel.com>, "Rachel Bentley" <bstephen_2000@yahoo.com>, "Karalee Dave Bentley" <bentleybunnies@yahoo.com>, "Daniel Bentley" <mountdfb@hotmail.com>, "David Bentley" <david.bentley@autodesk.com>, "Jimmy Bentley" <jbentley@unitedfirstfinancial.com>, "Toney Bentley" <bentley.anthony@gmail.com>, "Rick Bentley" <richard.bentley@usafa.af.mil>, "Rachel Brady" <rachelbbentley@gmail.com>, "Charlie Crump" <charles_crump@hotmail.com>, "Kathy Crump" <mtckathy@hotmail.com>, "Sharon Matt Gehring" <Gehringms@yahoo.com>, "mary Zach Williams" <zachandmary@gmail.com>
Date: Sunday, November 9, 2008, 9:10 PM

NOVEMBER BIRTHDAYS

Madeline Lee turns 8 on the 12th

and will be baptized on the 16th! Congratulations Maddie

Emma Josinette turns 7 on the 13th

Richard Whiting turns 39 on the 28th

We just got our tickets for the Mexico Temple dedication! All 12 temple presidents from Mexico have been invited, and we will be seated in the celestial room! Kar tells me that the dedication will be broadcast. Maybe you'll see us. What a historical event to be part of. We also have tickets for the spectacular in the huge stadium on Saturday evening. Nancy has fixed us up with a room in the CCM dorm. We will leave about 2:00 A.M. Mon morning to get back to Tampico by noon as a temple supervisor is coming from SL to spend Mon and Tues here and we also have the Bosque Stake who have scheduled a special session at 1:00 Monday.

Sat: Today I am feeling especially thankful for good health. We opened the temple this morning and shortly thereafter the saints from Poza Rica Palmas began to arrive. One aged man entered with difficulty. Bent at a 45 degree angle he inched his way forward with the help of two canes. Another sister, clearly in pain, slowly maneuvered herself with a walker. It was sweet to watch our dear workers move forward to help them. Our paralyzed sister, Marialena, who comes so faithfully a couple of times a month to the temple was at the 10:00 session. Each of these three who struggle physically, made me realize how very blessed I am.

We left the temple and drove two hours to Mante to attend their stake conference. Elder Morales of the Seventy and his sweet wife, Antonia, as well as the Moss' were also there. It was a wonderful conference! We ate together after the evening session in the hotel we were all staying in.

Sun: While Dad was at priesthood meeting I had the luxury of lounging in a bath tub! Oh I hope the new apartment the Church is building for us has a tub! Dad and I spoke both last night and this morning in conference. Elder Morales told us about the growth of the Church in India and China and other lands, and that President Packer had shared with the Seventy that the Church would rely upon the Latin missionaries to take the gospel into many of these countries where Americans would not be accepted. He spoke about the responsibility Mexican Saints have to raise their children in righteousness and prepare their sons to serve missions. Afterwards the Stake President and his wife (Pres. Dennis and Patricia Guerra) invited us, along with the Morales and Moss' to their home for dinner.

After my e-mail last week in which I was so shocked to see where our counselors live, I'm happy to tell you that the Guerra's live in a beautiful home (notice the picture below)! This is the family who's seven year old, Sofia, died on her way to the hospital seven or eight months ago. They have a five year old girl, three year old boy, and a three month old baby girl I fell in love with (I just kept picturing all my darling grandchildren). We enjoyed such a lovely afternoon with everyone.

Well, I had better end this (I've heard from some that my entries are so long they don't read them). Love to each, Mom

p.s. I don't know what I'm doing wrong, but after an hour of trying to post this with my pictures on the blog with no success I'm just putting this on my e-mail.  WHAT AM I DOING WRONG?



Saturday, November 8, 2008

Jingle and Jangle The Mischievous Christmas Elves

The following is a fictional work. Any similarities to persons are purely coincidental...well actually, it was inspired by my own experiences as a child and again as a mother. I was asked by the Relief Society to write a Christmas memory and mom thought you'd all enjoy reading it. I really am grateful to be part of such a big, awesome family. I was reading this story to Will this morning and he said, "you had eight brothers and sisters! That would be like having a cousin party every night!" Thanks big brothers, Steve, Rick, and Dave, for making Christmas magical for me as a child and never letting me in on the secret until I was old enough to be the elf myself.
p.s. I will miss being all together this Christmas!
****

As soon as the snow began falling and the smell of Mom's gingerbread cookies was in the air, we Bentley children started catching glimpses of Jingle and Jangle, the mischievous Christmas elves. Sometimes I would spot the tip of a bright green hat flying around the corner, other times I would see tiny footprints under a tree, but most of the time I would have just missed the illusive little creatures and I'd have to hope for faster eyes next time.

All eight brothers and sisters got to sleep together in one room on Christmas Eve. The excitement and anticipation in the air was immeasuable as we contemplated the happy possibilities that Christmas morning held for us. Quiet would finally settle aroudn us with the promise of a story about Jingle and Jangle, the Christmas elves. As we lay down under a pile of thick pile of blankets in the middle of the floor, my older brother Rick spun the most fantastic stories.

Jingle and Jangle were always getting into some mishap or another as they went to and from our house checking to see if we were eating our veggies and minding our mother. There was the time that they narrowly escaped death when Giles, the neighbor’s straggly-haired cat mistook them for mice and chased them viciously until they managed to outsmart him with only a roll of toilet paper and some spatulas. Another time, they had too much eggnog and took a wrong turn on their way to the North Pole, ending up in Bermuda. They happily exchanged their pointy elf shoes (which were rumored to pinch like crazy) for a pair of flip-flops and sat on the beach drinking pina coladas for a whole afternoon until at last, they unselfishly decided to live a life of sacrifice “for the children’s sake” and return to their elfly duties, putting off their dreams of comfortable feet until retirement.

It was about two-thirds of the way through the story when Steve, my oldest brother, who was a teenager by now, would say, “I can’t believe you guys still believe in elves!” “If there really is such a thing as elves, how come I’ve never seen one?” “It’s because you don’t believe as good as we do,” little Jimmy would pipe up matter-of-factly. Then in his most disgusted teenager voice, Steve would say, “I’m going to my own room to get some sleep.” Slightly disenchanted, we’d return to our story until a few minutes later, we’d hear the magical sound of jingle bells! Screams of pure joy would erupt through the air as we hunted excitedly for the elves annual Christmas Eve surprise. Soon we’d find a stash of candy or seven cups of hot chocolate (Steve was overlooked by the elves for his lack of faith) and we’d finish the night, evermore convinced of the reality of those mischievous Christmas elves. Returning from his stealth mission, Steve would tell us it was time to go back to bed as we’d proudly inform him about what he’d missed out on.

So every Christmas Eve though I am sleep-deprived an weary, I take the place of my big brother and spin the enchanting stories for my own children until one by one, they all fall asleep, dreaming of Jingle and Jangle and the magic of Christmas as only a child can experience it.


Kathy

Friday, November 7, 2008

whoa dan

I am backing up the laptop and finding photos from summer!  Thanks for the excellent adventures!

 

 

Dave

 

Thursday, November 6, 2008











Family Quotes








Caroline: Let's go to a Chinese restaurant and eat with "fork chops" again.








Charlie: Thanks for putting the kids away tonight, hun.








Emma (in her prayers): Please bless all the robbers that they will be able to get some money so they can buy food and they won't have to steal anymore.








Will (who is supposed to be sound asleep by now but is instead running around like crazy upstairs and jumping on his bed) I couldn't fall asleep so I was just trying to get myself tired.




Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Peter has something to say

Spiderman, Football Jock, Pumpkin, and Princess

We love snow!!!

Our snowman that fell down 10 minutes later.

Coming fun June 2009!

Just thought you would want to know what was happening with the

Gehring 6

Sunday, November 2, 2008

October Halloween Spookiness

We're trying to do this the fancy schmancy Steve way.  We'll see if this works. 

Quotes: 
"I lost the baby!" -Dave sitting in church (Jacob had escaped under the pew in front of us)
"Just feed him whatever's under his chair.  I'm sure that's fine.  Just .. DO SOMETHING!" -Anonymous parent (driving and getting desperate)
"Let's go home Mom.  I've got some dreaming to do." -Josh
"Rats!"
"Do you mean the expression, or the noun?" 
"Noun, peanut butter brain!" -Josh's book characters
"For your information, kid, my name is Peanut." -Maddie's book character
"RARRRR!" -Jake, all the time, especially in costume

Halloween update:
Captain Socks, the human sock puppet with superpowers (Maddie), along with Agent Socks (Dave, Captain Sock's sidekick) and a Lion from the land of Costco (Jake), waited patiently.  Ever so patiently.  Then they moved to the side of the road to flag down potential trick-or-treaters.  They called out to passers-by, "Hey!  There's candy!  Get over here!  HEY!"  Puzzled as to why people ran screaming from them, they switched tactics.  Captain Socks launched into a full song-and-dance routine.  In the end, Captain Socks allowed costumed folks two pieces of candy each, unless they were big people ("Big people have big stomachs").  The clone trooper (Josh) and his camouflaged Endorian mommy went out amongst the rats.  The clone trooper made a haul, and was reminiscent of Santa Claus as his pillow case got larger and larger, and finally was too much for him.  He went down screaming in pain, then collapsed.  Deep in a sugar-induced coma, he had to be dragged home on a makeshift bed of twigs lashed together with empty pixy stick wrappers.   Later stating, "I'm probably going to throw half of this away."

Weapons report: 
Clone trooper was sporting a replica of a black powder two shot from Mackinac Island ca. 1880.  Captain Socks was armed with sock grenades, sock blaster, stinky socks and a surprise weapon called a knockout bachau (That's how Captain socks says it's spelled.  It's a spoon with suction darts on it that makes the sound, "bachau!  Bacahau!")

Random Facts:
The kids also had stores that they set up which stocked the following wares (I forget specifics, but I was charged over a million bucks.  I wouldn't necessarily recommend shopping there but it was quaint)....

Josh:
- a tour of the shop
- advice ("Go soak your head!") ("Buy some more!")
- stinky socks
- information (Josh said, "there's over 50 adventures on foot in France!")
- movie
- Starter's kit
- game boy (out of stock)
- surprise
- great product (pumpkin)

Maddie:
- Yelling
- Nothing
- Knuckle sandwich
- Toe ice cream
- Health Insurance
- Air
- Hug
- Kind words

Also, Kar got to go to Canada where there was way too much snow to hang with Mauz, Zach and the little women.  Thanks for the hospitality amigos. :)

We love you.

The Deranged in Detroit 5