A Dusting of the Cobwebs: My Brother, Ivan H Brimhall...

A Dusting of the Cobwebs....

welcome to my blog!
...allow me a brief introduction...

In a reacent conversation with my daughter, her questions were why I, and her Dad were so quiet about our lifes? Meaning writing or telling about our own personal historys.

I didn't think there was anything important to write about. As I was just a normal person, getting up in the morning and getting the day started, getting kids off to school, or meeting schedules of the whole family, cleaning house, and landry. Keeping little ones busy, and changing diapers, comming home fixing dinner, helping with homework, putting kids to bed, watch some news, go to bed. And then do it all over again the next day. Then some days was teaching lessons in Primary, RS, MIA, Sundayschool, cub scouts, or helping at schools, ect. Family home evening, Visiting teaching, and even some Home teaching and being the family schaefer. most of the time we had one car, 6 kids, one working husband. Oh yes, the multi years of music lessons, and baseball teams, coaching, and even one major jumproap champion, for one daughter.

We had trials too. some were very hard, just thinking about a single memory of losing our son, brings tears. But we are told that this life is to meet trials, and how we handle them will be for our own eternal growth.

A very wise Stake President, President Alred, once said "We are here to be schooled in the principles of eternity. We will work by the sweat of our brow, to work our way through this life... But remember we are here to be schooled in the principles of eternity."

So, I welcome you to my blog. Please feel free to stay and go as you please, and wander where you wish. And, as always, feel comfortable in sharing those stories that you may feel are just "an every day" thing as well...

Mar 22, 2017

My Brother, Ivan H Brimhall...

March 16, 2017

My brother Verl, called me today and told me that our older brother Ivan H Brimhall, died today, In his home in Salt Lake City, while he was sleeping, this morning.

Yesterday a wisper came to me that Ivan would see our Mom and Dad before I would. A spirit whispering often feel like a soft thought.
I love my Mom and Dad and miss them to.

Ivan and Grace would drive from Salt Lake City to Grantsville to visit with me once in a while. The last two times, they were here, Ivan had lost a lot of weight. The last time he came, I weighted more than he did.
One time he had said that he didn't like the Huntsman Hospital, because people who go in there get cancer, and he was not going back there.

I learned the last time I visited with him that he had been going to the Temple, which pleased me greatly. He never came out and told you things, you just picked them up in the conversation.

Ivan's funeral will be on Thursday, March 23, at 11:00 Am with a viewing before at 9:30 AM.
At Riverside 1st Ward building, in Salt Lake City, the ward that Ivan attended. Also a viewing Wednesday evening in the same building.

His burial will be at Mount Calvary Cemetery, in Salt Lake City, Utah.

Both Verl and myself will be at the funeral. I was asked to give the opening prayer.
Bob has chosen to stay in Arizona. (Note: No one knew, Bob was ill himself, and had told no one in our family. He passed away July 24 2017, in Ogden Utah.)

Note: Grace, Ivan wife, died May 25, 2017 in Salt Lake City. Funeral May 31, 2017

Grace Martinez Brimhall
Born 5. 29. 1929 Walsenburg Colorado
Parents Mike, Lucy Manzanares

Grace was Ivan's second wife.

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A Dusting of the Cobwebs