While we were in Apple Valley this weekend past, I came across two of my dad's journals. Between the two of them they span from January 26th, 1982-December 29th, 1986.
I skimmed the latter one on the drive back to Las Vegas and then Thursday the 26th of this week, Johann and I started reading the first journal, 30 years to the day from when it was started.
The second paragraph of his first entry says
I am beginning to realize that if my journal is not kept, my children and grandchildren may not know me or the great experiences that I've had. Also if I don't write of the great blessings the hand of the Lord has bestowed upon me, myself and my posterity may forget and lose the way.
I'm so thankful for my dad following the inspiration to keep his journal. I know there are many more after the ones I found, probably boxed up in the shed, and I am going to start doing my best to get them all transcribed so that I can better know him and share who he is with my children and have us all learn from his experiences. I only have so many stories about him committed to memory that having these journals now will really help to fill in the gaps and bring new understanding and appreciation for all my dad did during his life.
So as you might imagine, once I finally get around to posting my goals for 2012, keeping a more faithful journal will be listed as well as working on getting all of my dad's on the computer.
Besides, I can't wait to find more fun discoveries like the fact that my dad was sure I was going to be a boy and that I was already named Daniel Peter Lehi at about 2 months in utero.
Thanks, dad for keeping your record.