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Christmas at the Greenwoods (25 Dec 2025)

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Christmas at the Greenwoods (25 Dec 2025) Fantastic kids chilling during a wonderful visit to the Phoenix Temple open house. A Christmas message for Brady, Emily, Claire, and Ethan- some of our favorite Arizona Greenwoods! Christmas traditions vary from home to home. We’re finding they also vary as children grow up and start leaving home. We hope that you all, including Brady who has returned home from his foray into Santa’s winter wonderland, truly enjoy this Christmas season. As you enjoy your Christmas traditions, may we reflect on some traditions and memories of days gone by. Christmas at the Greenwoods, circa 1978. A long time ago in a land far, far away… … several young boys received yellow Tonka Trucks for Christmas. These trucks provided hours of enjoyment, including along the banks of the ditch where the industrious boys only occasionally fell into the ditch. … a family of boys went to the church to play basketball in the cultural hall. This voyage was a change from the typic...

Keith Snippets

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Snippets from the Life of Keith (25 Dec 2024) Keith front and center in an Idaho Christmas photo. This Christmas message is for our favorite nieces and nephews, their spouses, and now their children. I’ve been further from your lives than I would like to be, but by all accounts this has been a banner year for your family- congratulations, and Merry Christmas! This year we decided to give a little back-stage info on your parents. Unfortunately, the investigative team investigating your mother didn’t come up with much worth sharing. But below are some goodies from the life of your dad that he may or may not have shared with you. All of these stories are based on first-hand experiences and mostly unaltered:).  Team that investigated Keith’s background. To start off I’d like to reference a photo which unfortunately I was unable to dig up- the epic photo of your father holding up a big, round bale of hay (supported by the tractor). Now, some might suggest it is not a great idea to stand...

Hip Hip Hooray!

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  Members of the Greenwood family swim team. Hip Hip Hooray! (22 Sept 2024) I love cross country meets and I was sad to miss a meet this weekend due to a work trip. Rest assured I was cheering from afar! I like running, and I like cheering for runners, especially when those runners are my children! I think we all like to be cheered for, but not everyone likes a big fuss, or the limelight, for their accomplishments. Your great grandfather, Hans Eugene Nielsen is one of those people that didn’t like a big fuss. When he was in grade school he had a great idea/invention that allowed him to catch orders of magnitude more flies than anyone else at the school during the fly catching contest. He handily won the first place prize and his brother won the second place prize by bringing some jars of Eugene’s leftover dead flies. Young Eugene was excited to win first prize, a pocket watch, but he did not like what came next- the attention. His well-meaning teacher stood in front of the classroo...

Que Talento!

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  Megan exhausted after exercising her talent for climbing. Que Talento! (23 April 2024) Last week we had the wonderful opportunity to watch Megan and Caleb compete in the South America Athletic Conference (SAAC) track meet at Colégio Franklin Delano Roosevelt in Lima Peru. I loved watching them compete! They both brought home several medals, multiple personal records, and many great friendships. I have always loved sports and competition and over the years I have especially loved to watch each of you participate, and see the personal growth that comes from such activities. Caleb leading the pack in the SAAC 1500m run. Megan passing into 2nd place in the home stretch during the SAAC 1500m run. Sports and competition were very important during my childhood. They provided opportunities for teamwork, strengthening of mind and body, and developing talents in a competitive and fun environment.  Picture of Ron and Scott’s elementary basketball team. (Now you know where the infamo...