Showing posts from July, 2008


Long ago and far away....
or rather long ago and right here...
we would often have the pleasure of Jenny Pauline in our home.
We love her, we all love her. She was especially close to my oldest son Brock, but she was close to all of us. Jenny would often come over to take a nap here, right on our family room couch. She would eat with us, talk to us, even clean my kitchen, and always, always, get us all laughing.

This is about 1994.
Jenny came over so we could take pictures of her before the prom.
And yes, she went to the prom that year with her brother Robby.
See little Tyler, Logan, and McKay wrapped in a blanket...not sure what that was about.

Well tonight Jenny came back over for dinner and brought her 16 month old son Phoenix!!
We hadn't seen him since last summer when he was a little baby. Now he looks like his Mom and his grandma Dee dee who passed away in 2003. Oh how we all miss her.

Of course none of us knew what the next years would bring.
Here I am with Phoenix's Grandma De…

A stranger at the door?

Okay, so last night we were just getting ready for dinner and the door bell rang. I love drop in company, but usually this is not the time of day someone just drops in. So as usual, both Dennis and I go to the door to see who it is. I look outside and see some very unknown creature and tell Den, "Don't open the door. I think it is a salesman. I can see him holding something in his hand." Okay, yes I am paranoid about strangers at my door. So of course Den opens the door anyway, and this is what we saw:
The sun was blinding my eyes. He looked like a space creature at first.

Turns out it was LOGAN!!!

He came by to eat his sandwich on the way to work, and show us his new motor scooter:This is his answer to the gas crisis.
I had told him before that he is 30 times more likely to get in a bad accident riding a motorcycle versus a car. (I learned this from Dr. Laura.) He tells me that motor scooters are safer than motorcycles. I don't know how that would be. But…

A phone message

Den and I came home tonight to this message on our phone,
from our 5 1/2 year old granddaughter:

In case you can't quite make it out, this is what she says:
"Hi Grandma Honey, it's me Elora
Today my tooth just came out
and it was very exciting
and we just put it in my tooth fairy pillow
and I like having my tooth out,

I felt like jumping up and down and screaming. I was just soooooooo excited.
Why? I don't quite understand it myself.
Probably for the same reason I jumped up and down and screamed the day her Daddy lost his first tooth.


I wish I had a video of the day our granddaughters saw their little sister and cousin Rachel on the computer. The 3 girls, Jessica, Katie, and Emily were all staying with us while their parents were in Hawaii. So we went on the computer to check the blog of another relative who were caring for almost 2 year old Rachel. As soon as the girls saw Rachel's picture they all squealed and said, "Rachie!!!!!!!!!!"
They missed her so, and it was so fun watching their reaction.

Well TODAY Rachel turns TWO!!!!

We have this first picture as the wallpaper on our computer:

Rachel leading the pack.
Dad Mike, Mom Kris, Jesscia, Jacob, Katie, and Rachel

Here are a few more treasured pictures of Rachel:

We know she will have a very Happy Birthday. Her family will see to that!
We will be looking for pictures of her special day!! (hint hint)

Our visitor for the week

Den went to Temple City this past Monday and picked up his mother. She is 81 and lives in a home there. We like to bring her here for a week each year. She is truly such a delight. So cheerful and laughs at just about anything. She does beautiful handiwork and look what she made me this time:
Matching pillow cases. I picture her working on these for hours and hours in her little room at the facility she lives in. She didn't make the little sockies but I love those too. She is so thoughtful.

We have tried to keep her routine up this week, the one she's use to.
It's very simple:
Toast, coffee and Grapenuts for breakfast
Her morning walk to Roberts Avenue
10am: The Price is Right
noon: Dennis comes home for lunch and we eat together
3pm: Dr. Phil
5:30 dinner
7:00 Jeopardy
7:30 Wheel of Fortune
9pm or so: bedtime

In between times she likes to read and do her stitchery.

What I want to know is, when did Dr. Phil turn into Jerry Springer? It has been a long while since I watched Dr P…

Commercial for having children

I was boderline shocked they show this video in Germany on TV. It's like they are advertising having more children. I found it very heart warming at the same time. At least there is one country who wants us to have more children. Of course I think they want them all to live in Germany.

See this video

Our unusual friendship

I have a very dear friend Pam, in Addison, Michigan and it's her birthday today!
Our meeting, or rather our lack of meeting, is the unusual part. We began writing letters back in 1973....or was it 1972? I'm not exactly sure, but about 35 years ago. She was already married with one little baby boy. I was still single but I may have been engaged. If not, I became engaged shortly after those first letters began going back and forth across the US.

We shared everything through letters, and occasional phone calls....our pregnancies, raising babies, then raising children and adult children, and now we both have grandchildren. Pam is such a loyal, good friend. It does not feel at all like we have not met in person. Our lives are so intertwined. She is family to me. She even reads The Rozier Times. She requests it!
Pam with her grandson Gavin
Pam is very tender hearted. She will keep track of my life sometimes better than I do. Through good times and hard times, she is always ri…

Lovely Downtown Fresno

I went to my very first retirement dinner last Saturday evening. One of Den's co workers, who works at the Medical Board with him, was celebrating the end of his cop-detective career. I was happy to be included. However, I was not that thrilled when I found out the location of this dinner. Imagine how I felt when we drove up and saw this:

Truthfully, this picture looks much better than it really did.
At least we didn't have to eat in the building across the street:

And, yes, those are broken out windows you see.
(Shot out windows, is my guess.)
We walked right into the bar where all of Den's fellow workers were enjoying themselves. His secretary suggested we order a soda. Nope, we did not feel comfortable sitting around the bar. So we went into the room ready and waiting for the big event:
Lovely decor. I had to take an upclose picture of the flooring:
And I thought, are we really going to eat here?? Remember, I am the one who brings my own water with me when we eat out. …

Memorial service update

This is subject to change, but as it is now, we are planning to have Chris' Memorial service on the morning of August 19th in Fresno, at the Peach and Nees building. We are waiting to get him back from Thailand. We are hoping Aug 19th is a far enough date out for this to happen.

I would like to share part of an email from one of Chris' very close friends, Berrett Rice. He wrote this 2 days after we learned of Chris' death.
"........We camped together in Colorado for a month straight, and we had nothing to do while we were there except fish, hike, cook, and take care of camp.During that time, I was never bored for a single second, and I laughed insanely every single day of the trip.His sense of humor was so unique, and personal.There's absolutely no one like him in this respect, and I will miss this more than anything.The good news is that so much of our communication over the last 15 years has been electronic, so I still have a lot of great comedy that I can revi…

Video tribute to Chris

One of Chris' very close friends, Berrett Rice, sent me this video he made of Chris today. Berrett has been a real blessing to me, and to my family. We have been emailing back and forth since we received that suicide email from Chris last Tuesday evening.

Take a look at this. It was hard to watch but also very comforting at the same time, just to be able to see him again.

Memories of Chris

I was told these were taken about 2003ish.
Chris' friends were so kind to send these to me this week.
Below, he is with Berrett Rice and David Stark.

I found this paper in one of my Mom's books.
He wrote these poems when he was 14.

Chris' life according to me

The way I remembered it, when Chris was about 18, his life took a different path. He became involved with substance abuse. My first 2 sons, Brock and Logan, adored their Uncle Chris. However, once Chris turned to drugs and alcohol, the fiercely protective mother that I was, began to withdraw my sons from him. The real Chris became hidden. The substance took over. I no longer trusted him. Brock and Logan were about 6 and 8 by this time and I no longer wanted Chris influencing them. Chris without the drugs, yes...but not Chris with the drugs. This is who he became to us.

I regret that I did not know Chris in his adult life. Do I feel guilty about this? Yes. Do I wish I could go back and change things? I do...especially this week.

I didn't want him influencing my very impressionable boys. They looked up to him. So I pulled them away. We became outsiders to his life, barely looking in.

Chris loved children and I know he looked forward to having his own someday. That nev…

Christopher Kerry Rozier

May 30, 1967-July 16, 2008
My Parents' Baby.

Thank you so much for all the very nice comments.
We really appreciate your prayers.
We are all doing fine, just trying to absorb all of this.

1970, age 3

We learned that it will be at least 2-3 weeks from now before we can get Chris' remains from Thailand. We will then have a Memorial Service for him, probably in my Dad's ward, and have him buried next to our Mom at Red Bank Cemetery.

1979, age 12
Not sure how old Chris is below,
but these were certainly happier times for him.
He was about this age when he would often come sleep at our house.
My husband was working out of town that year
and I didn't want to be alone with my babies at night.
He would come over about bedtime and sleep on our couch.
He would do it just for me.

A sad day for our family

I wish I could pretend this didn't happen. But it did.

My youngest brother, Christopher, took his own life several hours ago. He was 41 and in Pattaya, Thailand at the time. This is hard on all of us, but especially our father.


I am doing great. Thank you so much for the comments of concern. After my 2 hours of fun at the dentist's office, Dennis drove me home about 3:30. I was still drugged, so I slept off and the rest of the day till bedtime. Then I slept all night, too! I guess I don't take enough drugs because when I do, this is how I react.

About 5pm guess who showed up with flowers. So sweet!!
You would think I had surgery. I didn't.

Campbell, Brock, and Elora
I know you were behind this Erin. Thank you!

Cami has become quite the smiler lately.
Every time this past week when she first sees me, she smiles. I love it!

Peggy Sue!

Why would I begin my blog today with such a pathetic picture? This is 1974...our parents are on in Colorado, on one of their trips he won from Allstate...and my 12 year old sister Peggy, has severe hives. I'm 19 and in charge. I kept putting baking soda paste all over her and then I would cover it all with towels. She was miserable. She remembers this well. When my parents called I told them all was well and they knew nothing about this till later on in their trip. I didn't want to ruin their trip. Not having been a mom yet myself, I didn't realize that parents ALWAYS want to know how their kids are.

The bonding between Peggy and I began years earlier.

Peggy, me, and Robin 1961

In 1962, I was 8 years old and Peggy was just a year old. We use to sometimes catch the city bus on the corner of Cedar and Shaw, and spend several hours together on the Fresno Fulton Mall. You read that right.

My mom would later call the 60s a "gentler time". No doubt it was. Bu…

Intriguing Picture

I have spent hours this week trying to organize old pictures. The above was taken in 1981. It's Brock's Sunbeam class, and whoever took this picture, listed all the names on the back. What I found interesting is the boy standing in the back. That is Gabriel Mahan! I either had forgotten his last name, or I never knew it. I have wondered many times what happened to him.

He was about 3-4 years older than Brock. By the way, Brock is seated first row, on the far right. Gabriel use to practically live at our house. All but sleep there. Most mornings when we woke up we would open our front door, and sure enough he would be quietly waiting on the porch. He was such a good kid. I loved having him over because he had such a calming influence on Brock and Logan.

So he would come in and spend the day with us. He was even on our chore chart. He would have his meals with us, do whatever we were doing that day, and then we would send him home about bedtime. He would often come …

Why do we love her?

Let me tell you some of the reasons we love our daughter in law so much:

Amy is happily married to my son Logan.
*She is a patient and loving wife and mother. Her children and husband ADORE her.

*She does not take offense easily. One day I was taking a family picture and I told her I needed to take it over because she was looking bored. As soon as that came out of my mouth, I apologized, but she said that it was fine, and told me she is happy we can be honest with each other. And now, whenever I take her picture, she says to me, "Mom, do I look bored?" and we laugh.

*She is kind to EVERYONE. When my mother was dying last year, she would come over and read the Ensign to her.

*She is very forgiving and never holds a grudge. She just blows it off by saying, "Oh, I don't think they meant it that way." or "Maybe they were just having a bad day."

*She has courage and determination. She has endured 2 failed In-vitro attempts but refuses to give up…

Fish Funeral

I couldn't resist this one.

Besides, I wanted to do something different for my 100th post.
I love it, except for the part where the parents are not truthful with their daughter about the camera still being on.

Mere Christianity

Last month while I was attending our Relief Society ward book club the woman sitting next to me leaned towards me and asked, "So what brings you here?"

What? Does she think I don't read? Did she say that because the last 2 months I did not get around to reading the book but attended anyway? Or maybe because when I was RS pres I did not attend at all. (our presidency meeting was the same night)

I really enjoy meeting with these women each month but it IS a book club, so I ought to read the book. I love to read, and read often, but I guess I have a tad problem with being told what to read. So I've decided to change things. This month's selection is Mere Christianity by CS Lewis. During last month's club meeting when the title was announced one of the women said, while she was looking at ME, I might add, "You might want to get started on this one right away."

I started on this book a few days ago, and finally after about 100 pages, I am hooked…

The Cinderella shoes

Last Monday evening after Erin came by to pick up Cami...remember that was the day of Brock's hospital stay...Elora stayed with us till bedtime. It had been a long day and we were all tired so we decided to go out to dinner and of course take Elora with us.

Only one problem. Since Elora came to us at 5am since they were rushing her Dad to the hospital at the time, she had no shoes. No big deal to us, but she was upset about it. She said she could not go out to eat with no shoes! I told her people go barefoot all the time to different places and she would be fine. Still she said no. I said Grandpa could carry her into the restaurant and no one would even be looking at her feet. Still, NO.

I had an idea. I told her the only shoes she had to wear, if she insisted on wearing some, were the little pair of Cinderella shoes in the dress up box. I did not remind her that they were plastic HEELS (she is only 5) and a few sizes too big for her. She shook her head. "No! I ca…

She's coming home

Cami is still in Kaweah-Delta Hospital in Visalia but they are sending her home today! I guess she did fine through the night and they are waiting to get today's blood work back.

Brock is impressed with this hospital. He said her room is like a hotel. It has a table and chairs and a fridge in it and a place for the parents to sleep. So Brock and Erin were both able to stay with her all night. AND they were all given breakfast this morning.

Hospitals certainly have changed since the 80s when my 3rd son McKay was a regular guest at Valley Children's. We always stayed with him at night too but were only given a recliner, and ONLY if they had one available. They didn't want parents to stay so they did not accommodate us much at all. They tried to make us feel guilty about it so we would leave. That never worked with us. We were not going to leave our baby. When I would have to go home to shower and sleep at times, my mom or my sister would take my place. And it didn&…

Another unexpected hospital visit

Brock and Erin were on their way to Huntington Beach late this afternoon where they had planned on spending this July 4th weekend with Erin's parents. Cami (age 3) had a seizure along the way and is now in a hospital in Visalia. The Dr there is trying to decide whether this is part of her mitochondrial disease or if it is related to the fever she now has. For now, she is going to stay in the hospital overnight. If they determine it is from the mitochondrial they will airlift her to San Francisco.

So consequently Dennis and I are trying to sit tight. Our first thought was to drive to Visalia. But if we do that, Cami may be going to SF, and that is in the opposite direction. Erin's Aunt Mary has arrived there as she does not live far from that hospital. We love Aunt Mary and we are so happy she is with them now. Dennis and I were just saying that everyone needs an Aunt Mary.

When I first heard this news a few hours ago my sister in law Wendy just happened to call. She sa…