Fleeting Memories

I have had what I consider an exciting and enjoyable life, at least for me. I have enjoyed all of the jobs I have had and have been grateful for all but one of them. I enjoyed the money from BYU, but I did not really enjoy the job. I never got to see the students, only their work. I loved teaching, river running, grocery stores, lawn care, and other jobs that I have had during my life. Jim and Joy Stubbs  We have always had adequate income for our needs and most of our wants. I fear that I did not spend enough time with my family. I have always worked since I was in about second grade. I am retired and do not have any job, and the only good thing is that I am with Joy now. I get up in the morning and often have trouble getting my body to work. I sometimes think that this is most likely my last day, and I will not wake up in the morning, but then here I am again. Because of the pandemic, I can no longer go swimming each morning. Swimming seemed to get my body moving and ...

This story appears in my autobiography that Joy helped me publish last year, but I wanted it also to be on my blog, Fleeting Memories . It really belongs in a series of stories about Scout trips. Originally written about 1980. When I was twelve years old, our ward leaders organized a trip to Mexico for all of the boys in the Aaronic Priesthood who had 90% attendance or better at all their meetings. At the end of the year I had 100% attendance and got to go.   There was only two other deacons, Harley Pace and Richard Stubbs my cousin.   There were three teachers: Mike Traasdahl, Keith and Karl Edwards, the twins; and one priest, Hugh Scott. Carl James Stubbs (Jim) on the Los Angeles Temple grounds. Taken in April 1956 colorized on MyHeritage.com.  It was an exciting time getting ready to go. We were going down through Mexicali to San Felipe to go deep sea fishing. We were going to stay at churches on the way down, visit the Los Angeles Temple grounds and stay o...

Our Scoutmaster had arranged for the troop to go down to San Diego and visit an aircraft carrier. The carrier was called the USS Boxer. It was named after a ship captured from the British in the war of 1812. There had been five other ships with that name prior to the aircraft carrier being commissioned with that name. Carl James Stubbs and Rose Carolyn Stubbs, 1957 When it came time for us to go, the Scoutmaster was not available to take us. Bert Whitney, now Bishop Bert Whitney was no longer the Scoutmaster. I’m not sure who it was; I think maybe Bro. Rowley. The young men from the troop who were able to go were the following: Rulon Gibson, Harvey Boyce, and I. We were feeling bad about missing the chance to go on board an aircraft carrier. As the time drew near, my mother Rose Carolyn Stubbs, went to Skippy Barnson, a car dealer, and borrowed a car. With Mom as our driver, we were off to San Diego for a rendezvous with the Wasp class warship. It was quite exciting to even...