The Sunday School lesson I taught today was about the First Vision and the historical events leading up to the Restoration. I noted that the process began long before this theophany in 1820. I highlighted in particular the role of Magna Carta (1215), Martin Luther’s 95 Theses (1517), and the founding of the United States (1776–1791) in setting the stage — that Reformation, Renaissance, and revolution (American, French, scientific, Industrial) led to Restoration. I really like this painting depicting the First Vision that is in the inside back cover of the Ensign this month. I displayed it for my class as we discussed Joseph Smith—History 1:16–17: “I saw a pillar of light exactly over my head, above the brightness of the sun, which descended gradually until it fell upon me. … When the light rested upon me I saw two Personages, whose brightness and glory defy all description, standing above me in the air. One of them spake unto me, calling me by name and said, pointing to the other—This is My Beloved Son. Hear Him!” Detail of The First Vision by Jorge Cocco Santángelo (2016)
This is not an especially well-known building, but it is one of my favorites in New York. It is such an outstanding example of art deco and the setbacks required by the 1916 zoning code and it just looks stunning as you come up out of the subway at Fifth Avenue and 42nd Street. (at 500 Fifth Avenue)
Macy’s Herald Square Last year we had the idea to take our children to see the holiday windows at the big department stores in Manhattan around midnight, when the crowds were a lot thinner. We continue the tradition this year, though this time around it’s just me and Fiona. Right now we’re wrapping things up with some hot chocolate we brought from home in a Thermos out on the plaza in front of Macy’s. #nofilter #🎄 #Christmas (at Macy’s)
Visualizing 24 hours of subway activity in New York City from Will Geary on Vimeo.Made with Processing, Carta. Data from MTA and Google Maps.
Pour l’amour du français
A dedicated teacher can open a whole new world. For me, that teacher was Mrs. Ellen Bensley.A dedicated teacher can open up a whole new world. For me, that teacher was Mrs. Ellen Bensley. Twenty years ago (?!) next month I started seventh grade at Carmel Middle School in Charlotte. My first class of seventh grade — and my first-period class throughout the year — was French with Mrs. Bensley. I had never been interested in learning a foreign language. But that all changed the year…View On WordPress
Remembering a date that "will live in infamy"
Introducing a new resource to help educators teach the pivotal events of 75 years ago.This month marks the 75th anniversary of the attack on the U.S. naval base at Pearl Harbor, Hawai‘i. On 7 December 1941, 353 planes launched from six aircraft carriers of the Japanese Imperial Navy carried out the surprise attack, in which 19 U.S. ships were damaged or destroyed and 1,178 servicemen were wounded while 2,403 were killed. The next day, 8 December 1941, President Franklin D.…View On WordPress
Memories with Fiona's friends (of the stuffed sort)
A quick note from Susan on a couple of memories with Fiona’s stuffed animal friends.Peace with Peter Once, when Fiona was about two, she was having a meltdown and was so angry at Mama that she wouldn’t speak to her. So Mama picked up Peter (from The Snowy Day by Ezra Jack Keats) and started talking to Fiona about what was bothering her. Fiona sat in Mama’s lap for a few minutes having a conversation with Peter. It really helped her calm down. Toddler politics? Around October…View On WordPress
In some traditions yesterday was the twelfth day of Christmas and today is Epiphany or Three Kings’ Day — the official end of the Christmas season. Our family typically leaves our Christmas tree and decorations up until today. For the past month or so, Heath has really enjoyed swatting at these ornaments I hung in our doorways, so I had to give him one last go before I took them down to put in storage for eleven months. (at Jackson Hts, Queens)
My favorite mission story
All we had to go on was a name, a street, and a postal code. But sometimes you find the needle in the haystack.All we had to go on was a name, a street, and a postal code. But sometimes when things seem like they’re not working out, that’s exactly how they’re supposed to work out. One Monday in Nuremberg, my companion, Sister Clark, and I received a referral. Now, first of all, a referral in my mission didn’t mean the same thing that it does in most missions: we rarely got referrals from members or…View On WordPress
Do not think that just because we live in one of the biggest cities in the world we never see nature in action. Just a few moments ago as I was putting Colin and Heath down for a nap, I went to close the curtains in their room and noticed a flurry of feathers falling toward the ground. As I looked closer across the alley I saw this hawk going to town on what looked like a pigeon, possibly caught in midair. I told Colin that he should come look. We went into the kitchen and opened the window to get a clearer view. I think the hawk may have known it was being watched because it hardly did anything as we were watching. But then I put Colin back in bed and watched quietly from another window, where I took this photo as I listened to it eat its meal. Snap, snap, snap, and more feathers and a claw swallowed whole — the hawk is still out there finishing it off. (at Jackson Heights, New York)
A video posted by Dustin Tyler Joyce (@dtjoyce) on Dec 26, 2016 at 7:25am PST Out of the tunnel and into Harlem. (at Harlem – 125th Street (Metro-North station))