A Pleasant Summer Day working on the house in Vernal, Utah....
Papa Denzer: Classic pause during a long hard day of work. hahhhgeuhhghhum. Have you ever tried to do this? I don't know about you, but the water usually went up my nose and/or down my chin. His expertise is admirable. Hey, do you remember our old well in Missouri and how dad had that mug/cup that he would hang on a nail? Pure genius. I never had the guts to use it and would instead stick my face under the faucet (if the hose wasn't hooked up--in which case you'd turn the water on to find the other end of the hose and let the water run until all the mud/dirt washed through...did you ever try to see how much water you could hold in your mouth before you would take the hose away?!). Anyway, back to the faucet. Remember the pressure on that thing?! I mean, hold your breath! haha. Your stomach would expand like a watermelon in seconds. Which reminds me about dad and Watermelon season...Hey, guys, "is the Pope still catholic?" Oh, one more thing...do you remember how muddy the ground would get there by the well and how you'd try to wash your feet off but it usually only made it worse because the mud would splatter all over the opposite leg...and so forth. It used to make me so upset...especially when I couldn't reach the faucet and at the same time keep the newly cleaned foot/leg out far enough to keep clean. That is when you would walk through the grass like a goof while you wiped your feet as you went toward the house. You'd wait for the mud splatters to dry on your leg and then flick them off. Remember how dad used to say he had to take his shoes off to count all of us children? Especially to make sure we were all there? I always appreciated it when he took the time to do that. It always made me secretly happy that dad looks like a big intimidating man--but really he has such a soft heart. It was a easy way to keep the guys away, all you say is: "See that guy over there? That's my dad." Even though he said he'd pull out a shot gun at anyone that came-a-courtin'---I don't think he would ever have the heart to do it. Well...I at least haven't seen it happen yet.
I love this picture of Joseph. He always has a grin. Growing up, I saw my brothers constantly by our dads side hammering away, whistling, cursing, smiling, yelling, crying, laughing, etc. They were more often than not working away on this project or that...in the fields, the barn, the shed, and/or developing house. They were incredible! I guess they still are :). The quality of his person is apparent in many ways, but I'd say that most would recognize just how neat a guy he has to be to have convinced Tynelle to marry him. They are my super couple. A threesome now, with their little one Eliza. I wonder if they could each pick a super power what it would be? Joe has some neat gadgets and newly acquired skills since he moved out and started schooling and working with construction companies. It is neat to listen as he and dad discuss construction plans. This picture here shows his support and continued effort to help out on the big jobs. Just recently I saw Joseph experimenting with old drafting tools and even a slide rule! He tried to explain the slide rule to me, but I think he needs a little more time to understand how it works. Oh, and did I ever mention to you that Joseph is my Hero?
If I had one word to describe this character it would be: Smashing. Abe is as neat as his name and someday he will have many sons. In the meantime, we are pleased and overjoyed with his beautiful daughter Lucy. --I am pretty sure that she gets her good looks from Andrea, mi Mona Denza. Being large in stature and of great strength Abraham also fits his middle name. Usually when I talk about Abe and his family, I have to describe them as beautiful giants. No matter what, you always look up to them. I don't know that there are many people that can make me laugh as hard as Abe. If you haven't had the privilege, which I find hard to believe, you definitely need to ask him to show you his victory dance. Abe appreciates creativity, so it is fun to pipe up about ideas and dreams to him--even if it comes out wrong, he gets all happy about it. He is even going to help me solder (sounds like: sodder) my dinosaur made of 'buts and nolts' that I've found along the sidewalks and roads. Abe is a well rounded guy--and I'm not referring to his figure, but his interests. I want to convince him to learn to play the harmonica so he can play that while he scoots around on his unicycle... :)
"Como-say-yah!" I actually have not a clue if that is even what it sounds like, but it is my best effort. My interpretation of Korean. Sometimes Ben and I try to communicate using our love of second language skills...I imagine that our babbling does us no good, but it is rather fun. Did you know that in our family, we speak the following languages? English, German, Italian, Korean, and Spanish. I'm pretty sure that we could get along in most countries assuming the right person came along. Did you know that the coolest name I have ever heard is Benjamin backwards? Especially Benjamin Denzer: Nimajneb Rezned. I had the pleasure of attending High School for a couple of years with Ben. He is a Clown--er, class clown. Everyone loved him and were quite amazed that he was my brother because he was so loud and obnoxious. ;) Well, at least the loud part was true. He was fun and I remember I had lunch hour the same time he did one term: he would eat lunch at 10 different tables in one lunch break. Honest, it was like popcorn. I would hear one table laughing behind me and five minutes later two tables to the right were hooting. Sure enough, it was him. I liked it when he would stop by and give his customary hello at my table. People sometimes found it hard to believe we came from the same family--but that is just because I was awkward. BUT we won't go into that. Benjamin was the star of many shows and made me proud in "Your a Good Man Charley Brown." He is Neat!
I think this picture says it all.
Germany.... 
Pfalz....
Donnersbergkreis...
It was almost too good to be true, but Rachel and I actually were wandering through the small streets of Dannenfels. It has been over a century, yet, there remains to this day a legacy of the Denzer name. Indeed, there is a Denzer Corner of houses still in use. Fortunately, and unexpectedly, we chanced upon meeting Hans and Helga Denzer. With cautious language, smiling eyes, and amazing hearts, these two helped to bind a long gap between generations of separation.
