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Thursday, January 29, 2009

1960 Winter Olympics in Squaw Valley, California


I just had to do a report for my last class. It was about leadership. For my part of the team effort I chose to write about Walt Disney's role in the 1960 Winter Olympics. Walt was asked to take on the job as the President of Pageantry! He was excited. He had just completed building a 1/10th scale model of the Swiss mountain, Matterhorn, at Disneyland. Disney also had his sites on building a Disney-style ski resort at Mineral King, California. (For those who enjoyed the Country Bear Jamboree at Disneyland, it was originally slated for Mineral King.)
Walt Disney set a new standard for the opening and closing ceremonies, much of what is seen today is based on his format. Here are some statistics about the '60s Olympics you might find fun.
Disney designed the portable gas Olympic torch, the basis of all torches since. It was the first time the Olympic flame travel across the North Pole!
There were 5000 participants in the opening ceremony. (4000 were high school bands and singers from 52 California and Nevada schools)
CBS paid $50,000 for the television rights! This was the first Olympics televised live and in prime time.
When it was determined that only eight countries were going to send bobsled teams, they organizers canceled the building of the bobsled run!
Lodging at the Olympics cost $5.00 to $10.00 per night!
A five event pass cost $7.50!
An eleven day pass to all events cost $60!
There were 665 athletes, 521 men, 144 women. The competed in 27 events in 4 sports.
The USSR had the highest medal count. 7 gold/21 total
US 3 gold/10 total
W. Germany 4 gold/ 8 total.
The US beat the USSR at hockey 3-2. It was the first dreamteam.
The week before the Olympics were to start, there was a warm spell and all the snow melted. But, just in the nick of time, Mother Nature came through with 12 feet of snow by opening day!

Monday, January 26, 2009

Hats off to Kirk

Laura's brother Kirk was diagnosed with non-Hodgkin's lymphoma last October. Since then he has had several stints in the hospital, lasting weeks at a time. I just spent two days in bed from a cold and wished I were dead. Time seemed to stand still. I would nod off and seemingly sleep for hours, only to wake and find that fifteen minutes had passed. My head felt like it was going to explode and my lungs felt like they were being ripped out from coughing.

My little interlude into the world of the bed bound has giving me a new appreciation for the life that Kirk has been leading for the past three months. Under normal circumstances, I love being in bed, love to nap, love to sleep. But 48 hours is a bit too much, even for me. Kirk, with his Nelson 'work till you drop' ethic, being bed bound must be pure torture. So, with that said, my hat is off to Kirk for enduring months of life flat on his back, eating (or not) hospital food, having 500 channels of TV with nothing to watch and on top of all that, being tethered to chemicals that zap the very life from you.

Good job, Kirk.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Just two more.


Just two more weeks. Two more classes. Two more nights. Two more presentations. Two more homework assignments. Two more commutes to Taylorsville. Two more lectures. Two more times that Chris can steal my parking spot in the garage while I'm in class. Two more dinner breaks. Two more times I have to barrow a piece of paper from the guy (Shane) that sits next to me. Two more times I have to log into the UOP's wireless network (which is a real pain). Two more Thursdays. Two more quizes. Two more times to get out early.

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Three More Weeks





On September 11th, 2001 at 7:00 am I was returning home from dropping Vanessa off at Alta High School. I turned on NPR on the car radio to hear the news that the first airliner had struck the World Trade Center in New York. For the next few hours I sat on the little purple love seat at the foot of our bed watching the TV as the next aircraft struck the other tower and then as both towers crumbled to the ground. Little did I know the impact the events of that morning woudl have on my life and livelihood.


As the skies over America were cleared of all aircraft and continued for three days, Banana Travel, the business I had spent fifteen years building, collapsed. By August 2002 Banana was gone. I was 49 years old. Neither Laura nor I had jobs and neither Laura nor I had formal educations.


I began looking for new opportunities. Along with some friends, I tried to start another business, but by May 2003, it too crumbled. By this point Laura had found a part time job at the Draper Library to help support Brett on his mission to Belgium and I took a travel job with American Express at Novell in Provo. Our combined incomes were only one third of what I made at Banana!


In September 2004 American Express held an Education Fair at their Taylorsville call center. There, I began talking to Tim Dennis from the University of Phoenix. That day, the pieces of my life began to come back together.


I enrolled in UOP's Bachelor of Science Business Program. It was a three year commitment where I eventually was awarded a BS in Business and one in Marketing. However, it was the first instructor, Sonia Farnsworth, which had the largest impact on my time at Phoenix.
Sonia had assigned the class a short paper to write. I don't even recall the subject. All I remember is sitting down at my computer and an amazing story flowed through my fingertips. When I posted the paper to Sonia, I included this note. "Sonia, I don't know if this is what the assignment was, but I sure had fun writing this story."


I got an A! After the next class, Sonia pulled me aside and asked if I had ever thought about being published. I assured her I had not. She said I should. The paper wasn't even close to the assigned topic, but the paper was worthy of being published. On that basis, she awarded me the A.


About this same time my son Thomas decided to write a book. He was 17 at the time. He wrote a 300 page, handwritten manuscript. Boy, was I impressed and proud. I encouraged him to type it into the computer and then he sent out 30 copies to different publishers.


In 2006 Thomas left for his mission to Seattle. I was nearing the completion of my bachelor's program and wondered what I should do with my new degree. Work was routine and slow. I had a lot of time on my hands. One day while surfing the internet, I found an article about Ernest Hemmingway. His goal as a writer was to write 1000 words a day. I thought to myself, "I can do that." I had been writing 4000 word papers on a weekly basis for three years now. Surely I could write 1000 words. So I started to write. Because I was so impressed about Thomas' determination to write, I title my book, "The Adventures of Thomas Ables" and started writing. (Thomas’ middle name is Able)


On most days I was able to meet my 1000 word goal. Some days, however, I would write two or three thousand words. Half way through the book I scrapped it and started over. The whole process took about three months. When I was done I had a 350 page, typewritten manuscript. That was July 2007. That same month, I graduated from Phoenix the first time.


At the encouragement of Tim Dennis, I decided to continue my education and start work on an MBA. I started in October 2007. Again in my first class, fate stepped in and sat me next to a gentleman named, Bruce Gowen. Bruce was a publisher! Funny, how things like this work. I gave Bruce a copy of my manuscript and several months later, May of 2008 I think, they accepted it and agreed to publish it and assigned me an editor, Kristine Princevalle.


I am now three weeks from completing the MBA program! Yahooooo! My book is due out soon (as soon as the never ending editing is completed). Bruce has agreed, in principle (no signed contract yet) to print the sequel. Laura and my combined income is now half of what I made at Banana. (What an improvement!) I will soon have my third degree!


I always thought of the University of Phoenix as a school that started in Phoenix, Arizona. But now I look at the title completely different. My life over the past four and a half years has literally begun to rise from the ashes of 9/11. I am a Phoenix.


Three more weeks!


Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Home Again

For a brief span of six days Laura and I lived in a different world. The world was much warmer than the one we currently live in. There was the laughter of little kids (and a little fighting from time to time as well). Each morning we only had to worry about which adventure our life was going to take that day. An African safari, surmount a mighty mountain, walk with dinosaurs, conquer a space trip to Mars or chat with a talking turtle. In that short week we visited Canada, England, France, Japan, China, Norway, and Mexico. We met, literally, tens of thousands of people, most of who were very nice. (Watch out for the New Yorkers). We ate crepes, strop waffles, tacos, brats, black forest chocolate cake and the best cheese cake ever.We watched the wonder of this new world through the eyes of a two, four, six and eight year old. (The two year old had much more fun playing with soda straws than all the other adventures around her.) But, time doesn’t stop for anyone, no matter how much fun you are having. On Saturday we boarded our flight back to reality and cold. (But sunny)Now it is hard to get back into the grind of editing, working, schooling and living. I find myself daydreaming of that week. As fun as it was, the best part, and the part that I miss the most, is being able to spend so much time with Laura. (I don’t know if she feels the same way… maybe she was glad to get back to work… but I miss that time together. Alice and me and our Bug Eyes....
The whole crew in front of where Vanessa used to work.
Laura and I and Everest
Alice and Jane
Canyon and Jed on the African Safari

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Survived Everest!

One of the best rides at Walt Disney World. Everest... Its great.

Friday, January 2, 2009

Moving Day



Today is the next big day in Thomas' life. He is moving to Utah County today to start University next week. (Don't ask what he is majoring in, he doesn't know.) He is taking exciting things like snowboarding, avalanche awareness, geology and the all important, Marriage class.

We wish him well in this next adventure. From the parental point-of-view, we'd like to see some English and Math classes in there, but hey, this is definitely the year for avalanche awareness!

Good luck Thomas...Have fun and be safe

Thomas can be reached on Facebook for comments.

PS. Thomas won't be the only Prusso at UVU. Brett is in his second year of the UVU aviation program. Jeremy Prusso starts next week in the Construction Management program and rumor has it that Canyon Prusso will be attending soon....... Yikes, the school may not survive four Prussos at one time!