Showing posts with label Derek. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Derek. Show all posts

Friday, January 1, 2021

An Appeal, An Answer and an Ab-Wheel

In December of 2020, as part of the "Light the World" challenge, Mom/Margie shared a couple stories about prayer from her youth (Mom's Memories). Not long after, Derek shared a story as well. Here it is. 

God Has a Sense of Humor (Ab-Wheel Story)

Shared by Derek Westra via email, December 2020


When I had only been on my mission to Brazil a couple of months – I had this strong desire for a piece of exercise equipment that I had used every day before my mission – it was called an ab-wheel. I’m not sure why I wanted it so bad, but I have always hated sit-ups and they just weren’t doing it for me out there and I felt like I was losing my six-pack. :) My companion was a Brazilian named Elder Mariano, and while I still didn’t know the language very well yet, I told him about the ab-wheel and asked if I could find one in Brazil somewhere. He had never heard of one but said I should mention it to some of the members to see if they had. I did this at several houses, but no one had ever heard of one. Since I was new to Portuguese, I remember struggling to explain what this was. “E uma roda. Como… uma roda plastica, pequena que voce usa para fazer exercicios. Assim – eu vou te mostrar.”

I’d say: “It’s like a plastic wheel with handles that you use on the floor to do exercises, like this!” Then I’d try to demonstrate – which must have look ridiculous. One of the members was taking a trip to Sao Paulo to go to Wal-Mart and I asked them to look for one and buy it for me and I’d pay them back, but they couldn’t find one. I became sort of obsessed with finding one and since missionary work can be somewhat monotonous and unimaginative, I started working my new-found obsession into our door approaches. “Hey there – I was hoping you could help me with something: I’m an American and I’m looking for this exercise thing (I’d describe it) have you heard of this?” The answer was always no, but Brazilians love helping and to ask for a favor (a glass of water or help with an address) was always a better, more effective approach then just telling them we wanted to share a message.

My companion started to really tire of my obsession with finding an ab-wheel. I could tell it was starting to bother him, but I didn’t know a ton of Portuguese yet and I had gotten pretty practiced at my approach so I kept using it. Finally, one morning during our companionship prayer before leaving the apartment, Elder Marino was saying the prayer and said (with a lot of pent-up frustration): “Heavenly Father, please help us today to find Elder Westra’s stupid ab-wheel so he can stop talking about it.” I opened my eyes to scowl at him, but this was as earnest and sincere as I’d ever seen him. I got the hint that he had had enough and decided to drop it.

We went out knocking doors as usual and I avoided the “ab-wheel” approach since I knew my Senior Companion was at his wit’s end. But one street in, we came to a house where this really strong guy was exercising out front with his shirt off (doing pull-ups). I looked at my companion and he said “Okay – ask about the thing.” I went up to the guy and said, “Excuse me, but you look really strong and like you exercise a lot.” He was flattered and entertained by where this was going. I said, “I’m an American, and there is this one piece of exercise equipment that I can’t find anywhere in this country, it’s called an “Ab-wheel.”’ His eyes lit up and he got really excited. “They don’t make it here.” He said. But he had a huge smile, like he knew something I didn’t. “But I do!” He told us to come in his house and he had three of these home-made ab-wheels that he had made out of wood and broom handles. “I’ve seen these on TV, but they are only in the United States – I wanted to try one so I made a prototype out of wood. It’s not perfect, I’m still working on the design, but this ought to take care of you.” He handed me one of his three wood prototypes and said “It’s yours.” I looked at Elder Mariano and he was speechless. We had somehow found “Elder Westra’s stupid ab-wheel” on the day that he earnestly prayed and asked that we would. I’m convinced that in that huge country, we were led to that house, where someone was making these out of wood and was willing to just give one away.

Now, wouldn’t it be cool if I had some awesome conclusion about how we went on to teach that man, and how he became a great Church leader? Well, that didn’t happen. :) He had no interest in the Church or our message, and I never saw him again, but I used his homemade, wooden ab-wheel every day until it broke a month before I came home from Brazil.

I’m convinced that Heavenly Father knows us personally and cares about the details of our lives – even the insignificant things that matter more to us than they should.

Tuesday, May 5, 2020

Derek Memories (38th Birthday Edition)

It happened to be birthday 38 when these memories resurfaced. Wendy shared some journal entries from 1981, when we first learned that Derek would be joining the family. An email chain ensued ...

November 10, 1981 announcement (written February of 1982 in retrospect):
Oh my word! I can’t believe I forgot this! It happened on Jennifer’s (11th ) birthday on Nov. 10. (I mean we got the news then). Jenny excitedly opened one of her presents and she read it and started jumping around yelling, “Oh boy! Just what I wanted!!” I kept yelling “What! What! What is it!” Jenny showed me the card and it read, “On May 13 you will have a new baby brother or sister!!!” We passed the card around so everyone could read it and we were all laughing. We hoped for a girl but the amtesase (or however you spell it) (amniocentesis) showed it would be a boy! Oh well! Better, than nothing! We are all excited for him!
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I sure that will make you feel great that you were "better than nothing," ha ha (coming from a 13 girl wanting another baby sister). But in all truth, after everything our family had been through, I doubt any family was more nervous, excited, and thrilled than our family was to be having another baby on the way!! 
A few more... 
June 6, 1982: Derek was blessed today! All of the cousins came to watch. He looked so cute. After the blessing Dad held him up and then Derek lifted up his head and then it fell, kerplunk! Then the cousins came over and ate dinner here. 
October 2: Derek has started learning forward all the time in his swing now, he looks so funny! Twice he fell asleep leaning forward with his head on the tray. He even chews and sucks on the tray.
October 4: Derek’s getting a little more hair now but not much! It goes down on the top of him head and curls up in back, it looks cute. He is starting to laugh now and sounds funny and cute. He makes lots of noises too. (Has conversations with himself) full of goos and gurgles. 

Jen added some memories as well ...

... and these pictures are from my childhood photo album. I might have taken the originals back in the day. I don't believe these are in Dropbox, and I'm wondering if any of you have seen these ones before!

I don't think I was keeping a journal at this age, but I remember this. For quite a while I said Derek was MINE because of this ... I got him for my birthday (just had to wait for delivery). I remember thinking we'd keep him flexible (as he could so easily touch his toes and such) ... but I think baby bodies are just proportioned differently! I remember trying to get him to say his own name properly~

Say "Der"    (he'd say "Der")
Say "Ick"  (he'd say "Ick)

We'd do it a little faster ...

Say "Der"    (he'd say "Der")
Say "Ick"  (he'd say "Ick)

Say Derek ... he'd yell "gigick"

... but of course, then we called him Dunk




Mom added a few more memories ...

Funny! Yes, I do remember him calling himself "gigick" and us calling him Dunk, though I am not sure where that came from. Remember how instead of sucking his thumb, he sucked his middle two fingers? I remember you telling him something like: "Yuck, if you are going to do that, at least wash your hands first!" And Wendy telling you, "Don't tell him that----it is just condoning it!" And remember how he would breathe so loud, if we ever couldn't find him, we would just listen, and find him asleep down in Chris's basement bedroom. We called him "Darth Vador" because that's how he sounded. We got his tonsils out at age 5 to solve the breathing problem and bought "The Little Mermaid" movie for him to watch. (Further tonsil memories ...Scott and Wendy got their tonsils out together and stayed one night at the hospital. Jeni and Shane got their tonsils out together and stayed one night at the hospital. Both times the younger child (abt. age 5) recovered much quicker than the older child.)

Thursday, December 20, 2018

Grandpa's Garage and a Stairway to Nowhere



There have been pictures posted of the outside of the Havenmoor House ...  and here's a peek at inside the garage. Garages can get crazy, and I've definitely seen worse. There is an extra fridge and a couple freezers. All sorts of stuff hanging from pegboard along the walls. Shelves holding all sorts of stuff, some organized in apple boxes. Look at all those racquets! That blue metal shelving unit (below) I remember from the Hermitage House. It was right outside the basement backdoor, under the deck. I remember we kept all the "newspaper logs" stacked in it (newspaper logs were papers soaked in water then rolled up and then used in the fireplace instead of wood). 


In 2018, Grayson did a complete redo of the Blackham garage. He spent quite a bit of time (and money) but anyone who has ever seen it is quite impressed. Do you know who else was impressed? Grandma and Grandpa. Probably a little more Grandma ... she decided it was time that the Westra garage was reworked as well.

Here's a peek at Gray's Garage ...

Thus started a big job at the Westra home (well ... garage). A lot of things given or thrown away. Shelves emptied and repainted. Recreating some of the same look with the Gladiator shelving and wood paneling, getting a similar wheeled drawer and some nice big lockers. Crates to replace all the apple boxes, and Grayson even broke out his (up until then unused) CriCut machine to make matching labels for the crates.

... a little look at some of the changes

Some pictures Derek took while over working ...
We need some "after" shots when it was ALL done.

Grandpa doesn't spend quite as much time in his garage as Gray does, he's more known for his love of working in the yard. His pond and plants and buckets ... and holes. In fact, Grandpa has the ULTIMATE hole, a CAVE. It's under the deck. He built a nice set of stone stairs down to his cave entrance (and to the basement backdoor). The stability of the cave got to be a bit worrisome, so some time and money was spent reinforcing the walls and shoring things up.

Chris helped set up the construction, getting bids and deciding which route to take to ensure no cave collapse. After the workers came and did their job they told him " We appreciated serving you. We are here to handle any future cave projects. Keep digging." Future cave projects ;) Dad did once have dreams of having a raquetball court under the house/garage ...


Derek got a little song idea in his head ... Stairway to, instead of Heaven ... to Nowhere. He actually took the time to write the words down, and then to record it. He gave me the clips to work up into a video, and here it is ... Stairway to Nowhere!






Stairway to Nowhere 

There’s a man named LaMar 
And he works very hard 
And he’s building the stairway to nowhere 

When he gets there he knows 
He can store potatoes 
And hoses and junk from anywhere 

Oh, oh oh oh, and he’s building the stairway to nowhere 

There’s a cave in the hole 
Where you feel like a mole 
Living deep underneath Salt Lake City 

Then outside by the pond 
There’s a squirrel who sings 
Oh that stairway and cave are so pretty 

Ooh, it makes me wonder
Ooh, it makes me wonder 

There’s a feeling I get 
When I talk to the West 
Ra, and my spirit is longing for learning 

What drives you to dig 
Boring holes small and big 
And forever your shovel is turning 

And he’s building the stairway to nowhere


Friday, May 25, 2018

Finally Finished - Family Portrait


In 2018, Derek shared a drawing on Facebook. 
Here's what he said about it ...
"When I was 14 I started a family portrait for my Mom, but got frustrated (I hated it) and quit (Shane was the only one unfinished - sorry brother). A couple weeks ago my Mom asked if I would finish it, so 21 years later I finally drew Shane. I’m the cute little boy in the front with all that beautiful hair!"

Derek then got the sketch framed and took it over to Mom&Dad's house.

"I zipped over to my parents house on my lunch hour to hang the family portrait for them (that I did 21 years ago and just finished). My mom made me a bowl of fruit - which is nostalgic because she used to make me fruit bowls while I practiced piano growing up. I sat down with my fruit and played a little on that old piano just like I did so much as a teenager. Thanks Mom!"
Little memories like the bowls of prepared fruit, of jello cups overflowing with fruit, are just part of "Growing up Westra".  
You can also see additional artwork on the walls ... those are sketches by Shane!





Monday, April 5, 2010

Uncle Dunk - Super Styles!


It was Easter 2010. Grandpa Norman (Rex) had been going through things in the house, cleaning out things and getting rid of stuff. There was this box of clothes, and Mom/Margie had Derek look through it to see if there was anything he might like before they were taken to D.I.  Derek tried some things on, a little family fashion show. That IS quite the jacket! Were there matching pants? Derek didn't keep anything, but I'm sure someone will consider it quite the find in the future.

Grandpa Norman was there at the Easter party - and little did we know that just 25 days later he would pass away.

Wednesday, May 5, 1982

A Derek Delivery

On Wednesday, May 5th 1982, the expectant parents went to St. Marks Hospital in Salt Lake at 7:00 in the morning. Labor was induced at 8:30 a.m. and it lasted eight hours. Derek was born at 4:08 p.m. He weighed 6 pounds 9½ ounces and was 19½ inches long. He needed to stay under the lights for jaundice.

I asked Mom to write up her memories about each of the kids births for this blog (2020): Because of our experience with Cory, I had to go into the hospital at least a couple times when he was nearer to term. They would hook me up with an IV with Pitocin (?) I think and induce labor and track it for a while to see how my body was handling it. It took a few hours. Then my doctor wanted to induce me a couple weeks early, since that was the point when Cory had died. So I remember us going to the hospital early in the morning for them to induce labor. I had heard that induced labors take longer, especially done that early, before your body is quite ready, so he wasn't born until about 6 p.m. that evening. 6 lbs. something. I had my first epidural with him. They didn't do routine ultrasounds back then, like they do now. But I chose to have one and to have the amniocentesis procedure done. It is not without risk, but I really needed the peace of mind it could bring. If there had been a problem with the baby, we would not have aborted anyway, but chances were high that all would be normal, so I could relax a little more with the pregnancy. So I think Derek is the only one of our 8 where we knew the sex before our baby was born.

On one of the pages of the baby book, Dad wrote up some of the expense totals for the time ...
  • Margie/Dr.Brown(OB) $685
  • Margie/St.Marks (Hospital) $1056
  • Margie/Dr.Morris (Anesthesiologist?) $346.50
  • Derek/St.Marks (Hospital) $525.10
  • Derek/Dr.Carr (Pediatrician) $130
  • Derek/X-Ray $6.50
Total costs charged $2749.10 (no notation of what insurance covered and what was out of pocket).
It would be interesting to have the medical bills from all the births to compare ...
and to compare to the costs when the Westra kids had their babies, and to today!

There was a page in the baby book with all of the siblings holding baby Derek ... sans Jen! Where was the picture of me holding the baby? I KNEW it existed. I guess I had taken the picture for my personal photo album (but Wendy has her photo in her album too, we usually got double prints). These had not been in the Dropbox folder for the year (until now) so I wonder if there are still some negatives out there that didn't get converted with the rest. There are a LOT of photos of baby Derek (the folks hadn't gotten around to taking pictures with baby Kellie and didn't have any of Cory, and I'm sure that played a part in the plethora of pictures now). 

More notes from the baby book ...
  • Likes to sleep on tummy
  • Not good in infant seat for very long at all. 
  • Sleeps good at night, but not great during the day, just small cat naps
  • Sucks his two middle fingers of his right hand
  • Blessed June 6th, 1982
There is a "Gifts and Goodies" list in Dropbox, a scan of the "births" section from the newspaper (they give the home address of the families ... that would not be acceptable in today's society!) and a couple other snapshots and memorabilia. There was also another blog post about Derek Memories on his last birthday. 

Here's the DMarie TimeCapsule