Category Archives: Personal stories

I Blew It!

I blew ItThere are many things in life that leave an impression with you. For me one of those things is gum, chewing gum, bubble gum, all things gum related. If you are old enough to remember Bubs Daddy, Hubba Bubba, Bazooka bubble gum with the cartoon strip called Bazooka Joe, and the penny gum ball machine, you were a kid in the 1970’s.

I grew up about a mile from a convenience store. When I would get finished doing my chores around the house, I would walk to the store with my brothers and sisters to buy gum, and lots of it. I loved chewing bubble gum and would blow huge bubbles that would pop all over my face. Sometimes I would even chew two or three pieces at once. Oh, the memories.

It seems like I was always in some competition with my brothers. One of them suggested we see who could chew the same piece of gum the longest. One of my brothers even went to sleep chewing his gum that ended up in his hair the next morning. The gum was so tangled he needed to get an early hair cut.

We decided to make the rule more clear. It was OK to take your gum out of your mouth at night. I remember taking my gum, and putting it on my wooden bed post. The next morning when I took the gum from the post it had wood stuck to the gum. The gum had become extremely stiff from 16 days of chewing that it pulled wood from the bed. I believe my brother Mel won after 17 days.

I got to thinking about gum when I was given a bag of candy that was mostly gum to give to the kids at school. I don’t like giving the kids gum because it is to messy so I chewed a few pieces. This is when my memories started coming back to me when I held gum more sacred. After all these years, it has become more clear why I don’t like to chew gum. I chewed enough gum as a child to last a lifetime.

The Belt

The BeltMany kids grew up with the fear of the belt. If you misbehaved you knew you were getting the belt to your back side when you got home, it was a real fear in many kids childhood. For me the fear was getting a “Famous Spanking”. If I was told I would get a spanking I knew it would be bare hand to bare butt. It really would sting, and leave your bottom end very red.

I was blessed knowing my parents did not believe in the belt. I do remember on one occasion my mom was at her wits end instructing my brother to go into the neighbors field to get a willow so my mom could give my brother Wes, a whipping. He came back after about an hour and he said “Mom I couldn’t find a willow, but I did bring you some rocks you can throw at me”. My mom melted, and couldn’t be mad at him for at least an hour until his next bit of mischief.

I was a child that had to do things a certain way. I always had to wear a belt even if my pants stayed up without one. I remember frustrating my parents because they got me a nice pair of dress pants without belt loops, I was distraught at the fact that these new pants did not have belt loops so I did the next best thing I wore my belt anyway, I insisted it would work. It was a big what was I thinking moment, and I decided to take it off.

Rarely do you ever hear of kids getting beat with a belt anymore. I no longer stress out over pants without belt loops.These memories of belts remind me that people can change. We don’t need to keep doing things the same way we were accustomed to. I am excited to know people are looking at prescription drugs differently, knowing they have lots of options from alternative health care to lifesaving medicine. It is all here to benefit mankind.

The Dolly Folly

Dolly-FollyWhen I was in third grade I was in a resource class for struggling students. One day I walked into class and I saw a table covered with many different coloring book pages. All the pictures were random pictures of a bear, doll, house, a tree, and many other different pictures. I asked Mrs. Foster what we were doing that day in class. She said we are going to color pictures.

I said I didn’t want to be the one that colors the picture of the doll. Why do you have a picture of a doll? Dolls are dumb. You guessed it I got the doll picture. My teacher said “I had no intention of giving you the doll picture until you made a big deal about it.” I was not happy while I was doing this assignment.

Mrs. Foster was teaching me a lesson. If you make a big deal out of things, you only make it worse. If I would have walked into the classroom, sat down, waited for instructions, I probably would have had a much different outcome.

This also brings to mind as a kid that it was my brother Mel and myself’s job to clean out the barn where our goats would eat, and sleep. When we were asked to “scatter sunshine”, we knew it was our job to shovel out all the goat manure, and hay mixture from the barn, and dump it on our garden.

When we made a big deal out of this task it took all day to shovel out the manure. When we did it with a good attitude it seemed like we finished the assignment a lot quicker. The lesson that has come from these situations is, your altitude determines your level of joy. When I am having a bad day, I like to emphasize the importance of a positive attitude by sharing a smile, with an encouraging word. This makes all the difference. You can change lives as well. Try it!

The Gum Crimes

Leonard Fish 1st grade classWhen I was in 1st grade I was a slow learner. It was very painful for me to see all of the other kids learn and understand things much more quickly than myself. This is the way I saw it. At our school we read Sam, and Ann books. I was reading in book 2 and many students were in book 10. The smartest kid in the class was in book 23, I was totally amazed someone could be that far a head of the rest of the class. Every time a child would move up to the next book level they would be rewarded with a piece of candy. The day came when I finally moved up to book 3. I was thrilled. My teacher was happy that I finally moved up to a new level. She wanted to give me a piece of candy but she didn’t have anymore. She looked in her desk, and found a piece of gum. She said “Leonard I will give you this stick of gum if you will not chew it until you get home.” I agreed. Soon it was recess and I thought no one will know I am chewing gum. I did the deed, I opened the stick of gum, and started chewing it. When I was in line to come in from recess a teacher spotted my crime, chewing gum. I was asked immediately to spit it out, and write “I will not chew gum in school.” I wrote this during my next recess.

My connection with gum, and trouble continued this same year. I came home from the store with my dad when he discovered I had taken a pack of gum. It was very obvious when he saw me chewing gum. We rarely had gum at our house. My dad put two and two together knowing we were just at the store. Once again I was guilty of a crime involving gum. My punishment was I had to talk to the store manager, and pay him for what I had taken. When you correct mistakes it leaves a very strong impression on you. I am very thankful for a dad that made sure it is important to make good choices.

Now, fast forward 45, years I am working in a school. When the students are given gum before they take the big year end test to see how much they learned. I am thinking to myself “What are the teachers thinking, don’t they know this is against the rules.” I was told there was a study showing that peppermint helps keep students alert with better memory recall. The gum was to help boost the test scores

My memory of gum got me thinking about double standards. On one hand gum was bad don’t chew gum at school, and don’t take gum without paying for it. On the other hand gum was good, it helped students be more alert, and have better recall during a big test. I think we are all guilty of double standards at one time or another.

My grandpa and grandma lost their oldest child to a drug overdose when he was seven. My uncle was given an adult prescription that killed him. As a result of this experience my grandpa became a pharmacist. My grandpa had a double standard. He said “drugs are to sell not to take. I grew up with this philosophy. I think many people have a double standard with prescription drugs as well. Some people wonder why their children are using illegal drugs when they had lots of practice taking legal drugs in the early years of their life.

I think we have many great advances with drugs, and science. Many people are alive today because of prescription drugs. On the other hand, how many of us take medicine like candy because our back hurts or we have a headache. Our society has conditioned us to use this double standard, and quick fixes in our lives.

When I get a headache I will first drink a tall glass of water. If that does not work I will find an essential oil to rub on my forehead. About 95% of the time this works for me. My last resort is taking an over the counter drug. Many people take prescriptions, and over the counter drugs, not even realizing the negative effects they can have on our bodies. If you have a choice between a convenient pill and a healthy alternative, lets choose healthy over convenience. Let’s start being more proactive with our health by removing double standards and start living again.

Remembering the Alamo and Beyond

Remembering the Alamo and beyond
A year ago my son Nathan got married, then moved to Texas. A couple of weeks ago I was able to travel to San Antonio with my wife to visit with family. We have never been to this part of Texas before. Nathan picked us up at the airport and took us to visit with some of our family that live near by. We spent the night which was great, and very enjoyable reconnecting with loved ones.

The next day Nathan took my wife, and myself to see the Alamo. I have never seen so many different types of plants from tropical palm trees to desert cactus plants.We also took the river walk tour on a boat. We had a fun tour guide with a dry wit that pointed out interesting points of interest along the river. He said “everyone get ready to take a picture of a beautiful man made water fall on your right.” When we got to the spot on the river he said “sorry they forgot to turn it on.” You could tell if it was working it would be beautiful. He was making the best of the situation. As we went around the river bend our boat brushed up against some tropical plants. Our tour guide said “don’t worry about the plants they are tropical poison ivy”. Everything he said sounded serious with a slight smile. One of the tourists on the boat totally believed every thing our tour guide was saying. He said “I can’t believe the waterfall wasn’t working” and “Tropical poison ivy how dangerous.”

I got to thinking how often we take life too seriously like the tourist on the boat that choose to look at life half empty. Our tour guide chose to make the best of his situation, and looks at life with a positive twist. Unlike the unhappy tourist, I enjoyed the tour just like it was. Around every twist and turn of the river, I was enjoying the way our tour guide was turning negative situations into a very entertaining river tour.

On our way back to our car we forgot where Nathan parked. We looked all over. It was hot and we were getting exhausted from going from parking lot to parking lot. Then my wife remembered a landmark by our parking place. Everything became more clear where we parked. Within minutes we were sitting in our air conditioned car headed towards Whataburger for lunch. It didn’t matter that just a few minutes before we were lost and hot. The important thing was we were with our son making memories. Everyday we experience challenges. How we face each situation determines our attitude. Our attitude determines altitude. I choose to fly high with a positive happy life. You can, too.

Good is of God

Screen shot 2015-08-16 at 8.49.42 PM I saw a documentary about an artist that paints pictures of the Savior. When he was first married, his first wife and one of his children, died in a car accident. He said because of that accident, he believes he paints with more feelings. This tragedy was turned into a positive blessing in his life, by giving him more compassion. He was able to put more emotion into his art work.
There is a scripture I like that says, “There is a law, irrevocably decreed in heaven before the foundations of this world, upon which all blessings are predicated And when we obtain any blessings from God, it is by obedience to that law upon which it is predicated.”
The way I understand this scripture is that for every law in the universe that we follow, we will be blessed for following that law. For example, if we don’t smoke we have a better chance of not getting lung cancer. If we don’t speed while we are driving, we will be blessed by not getting a speeding ticket.
I believe any idea that teaches good is of God. We can learn valuable truths from many religions. Every time we learn with an open mind we are blessed.

Exchange the Word Luck for Blessed.

Screen shot 2015-08-16 at 7.58.38 PMWebster’s dictionary defines luck as the “force that brings good or bad” Luck is a pagan, non-Christian idea that views good or bad fortune and success as a tangible thing unto itself.
I don’t believe anything in this life happens because of luck. Having said this, I used to say the word lucky in my everyday conversations not thinking much about it. One day I was in a classroom at the elementary school where I worked. I happened to use the word lucky in my conversation with a teacher I was helping. When she corrected me by saying nothing happens by luck or chance, we are blessed. She went on to say how blessed she was, and that luck wasn’t in any part of her life. I have thought a lot about that conversation many times, she is right.
Webster’s dictionary defines blessed as enjoying happiness; specifically: enjoying the bliss of heaven bringing pleasure, contentment, or good fortune.
Many things that happen to us appear to be bad, but when we see the bigger picture, we realize that by enduring our challenges we were blessed. I believe with every adversity there is an equal or greater blessing waiting for us. Many things that happen to us appear to be bad, in the bigger picture we realize we were blessed, by enduring our challenges.
What does luck have to do with anything? When I hear someone say they are so lucky, I think to myself all good comes from God, not by chance. Blessings come from God.
Call me crazy, but when I was 12, I would play many games that were very dangerous. One of these games involved shooting an arrow into the air. Then without moving, we would see how close the arrow would land next to us. My brother Mel was very competitive. He was able to get the arrow to land about two feet away, so I knew I had to get a good shot to win this game. I shot the arrow up, and then lost track of the arrow. I was afraid if I ran, I would run into the path of the arrow. So I just stood still, closed my eyes, put my hands on top of my head, and prayed that the arrow would not hit me. The next thing I know, this arrow comes from no where piercing through my pants, not even touching my skin. My brother instantly declared me the winner because he knew this feat could not be repeated. Many people when they hear this story, said I was so lucky to be alive. I disagree. I believe there was no luck involved, I would say I was very blessed that day. I know my life was spared, because my life’s work is not yet finished. God has a divine plan for all of us. Be ready to accept all that God wants us to do.

Pray and Meditate

Man on rock meditating

PRAY AND MEDITATE.
“Prayer is when you talk to God;
meditation is when you listen to God”
Diana Robinson

When I was a young boy my Dad would tuck us in bed. Then he would tell us stories of his childhood and his family. One of these stories that sticks out in my mind is a story that takes place in Southern Utah. When my Grandma Fish was a little girl she and her brother Owen would spend the summer in the mountains on their family farm raising a big garden.
One year it was extremely dry. Since their garden relied on mountain rain storms to fill the mountain creek, they were getting concerned. My Great Grandma Cottam was known for her great faith. One day she was talking to her neighbors about how wilted her garden was looking, and how dry the ground was. They responded with “please don’t pray for rain until we can harvest our wheat, because we know when you pray the rain will come and ruin our wheat.”
Later that night, Owen was talking to his mother. He asked the question, “Why can’t we pray for rain only on our crops and not the neighbors? That was a very good question. His mother liked the idea. She then said, “Owen, why don’t you pray for rain tonight with me?” They did.
All that night, it rained and it rained, enough that in the morning they noticed that the irrigation ditch had water in it. They were worried about their neighbors crops, so they walked over to the fence line on my Great Grandma’s side of the fence. It was very muddy. On their neighbors side of the fence it was totally dry.
I love to share stories of faith and how important the power of prayer is in our lives. Prayer is our way to talk to God. Intuition is God’s way of talking to us. How many of us pray but we don’t take time to listen for the answers to our prayers? Meditation is the language of our spirit. When we take time to listen, we will hear the voice of our spirit. Many times we don’t take time to listen because we are afraid of the truth. Quiet the mind, then listen to your heart.
As I am watching the March Madness college tournament, I am reminded of a technique on how to quiet your mind when meditating. Picture a 24 second shot clock. Clear your mind of every thought except this clock counting down to zero. If you think of anything else except this clock during the next 24 seconds, start over until you are not thinking of anything else. It is harder than you think to clear your mind of everything.
It is so easy for your mind to wander, thinking of that appointment or problems you are having in your family. Successful people learn how to meditate. I am cheering you all on. I know you can be your best you.

Increase Spiritually

Praying at sunsetAs long as I can remember I have prayed daily. I remember kneeling around our large, round dining table praying before dinner. I have always paid a tithing of 10% ever since I earned my first dime and went on a mission for my church. I have also volunteered for many years with the youth of my church. Most of all, I love the Savior Jesus Christ and try to follow his example.
Now that I have painted this picture of my religious background I am open to all truth. I believe we can learn from the religions of the world.
I remember my son Daniel had an assignment to write about three different religions for his Humanities class. I went with him to a Catholic mass, to the Hari Krishna Temple, and an LDS sacrament meeting. We spent an hour at each place. My son then wrote a paper about his experience. I encourage everyone to do this. If nothing else it will make you appreciate your religion more. Or you will ask yourself questions about what is missing in your life.
I encourage everyone to find the truth that makes you happy. We will never grow spiritually if we close our minds to truth. It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.
Many people are not ready to receive truth. We are all at different stages of learning. When the student is ready, the teacher will appear.
I remember when I was a missionary I would ask people if they were interested in hearing a message about Jesus Christ.
Many people would say, “I am sorry. I am not interested; I am Catholic, Baptist, or I am already Christian.” I don’t think we should ever apologize for believing what we believe, or belittling anyone for believing what they believe. We are all God’s children and should treat each other with kindness and love.
Humanity all started from one branch, so in reality we all come from the same tree. What I don’t understand is why would a tree cut off one of it’s own branches? We all come from the same source, so we are in reality brothers and sisters of humanity.

Be Teachable

James RueckertOne of my all time favorite bosses is Jim Rueckert. He is kind, fair, and a hard worker. However most of all he believed in me. He treats people how he wants to be treated. I worked for Jim and Becky Rueckert at R&D Distributing for almost 7 years. When I started working for Jim and Becky, I was a delivery driver. I was also a customer service rep every Monday when convenience store managers would call me to place their orders.

A few days ago my niece got married. Her husband’s best friend is Jim and Becky’s son, Mark. Mark was able to ask his grandpa if it would be OK If his friend used his big back yard for the reception, He agreed. As a child we would play Kick The Can on their two acres of wooded property. What a small world. It was so fun coming back to a childhood hang out place.

While I was at the reception, Jim came. We talked for about 30 minutes. I had not had this much time to talk to Jim in 25 years. While I was working for Jim, the competitor lowered it’s prices below wholesale, forcing Jim to close his doors to his business that he built with Becky from the basement of her childhood home.

Jim was able to get me a job with the same company he started working for when his business was shut down. All these years later I wondered, asking Jim, why did you pick me to come with you to your new company of all the employees? He told me “you were teachable”. Then he proceeded to tell me a story about one of the convenience store managers that was upset with me after a delivery, and called Jim to tell him I was never to return to his store.

I had forgotten this story. Jim asked me to go back to the store and apologize, and I did. Jim was surprised that I had agreed to do this. Jim was so impressed that I was willing to do this. He never forgot the impact this made on him and the store manager. Jim told me most people would have said I was not wrong and I am not telling that manager I am sorry. I didn’t do anything wrong.

Over the years I have always been willing to eat humble pie, even when I didn’t feel like I had done anything wrong. This practice has paid off big time over the years. I am grateful for this valuable life lesson.