Friday, December 18, 2009

Lucy Baca Jacobs (Livermore) age 93

Date: Thursday, December 17, 2009, 5:10 PM



Wonderful family---

Grandmother/mother Lucy is doing better this evening. Last night she couldn't sleep, so about 3 am she went in to make herself some warm milk and toast. An undetermined time later she found herself laying on the floor face up and has no idea how she got there. She was able to drag herself up on a chair and get back to bed. Yes, she has an emergency button, but wasn't wearing it.

When I went in to check on her about 6:30, she was in a bad way, crying out in pain and saying she had hurt her back. We took her in to Utah Valley Medical Center emergency room, where they check everything, found that she was very low on oxygen, had a fever from an infection - probably in her lung - and depending on who you talk to; either a fractured T-10 ( I think), or buldging disks in that area that were not there before her fall the other day and this one last night.

She is staying the night at the hospital in room 767. I came home a few minutes ago to take care of some chores here and I am going back in about an hour.

Concensus seems to by that this is not life threatening, but a "bump in the road."

Keep her in your prayers and go see her if you can. She can't hear very good, or at all, but it might not hurt to call her. Sorry I don't have the number. Marie, if you could share the number down there it would be helpful.

Love you all,

Duane, Dad, Grandpa, son, etc.

Humurous note:

When they got mother up to the room they started with her oxygen (at least according to the machine) at 40, which is lousy. They finally got it up above 90, then one of the nurses asked her several times if she was having chest pains. Never really understanding what the nurse was asking, she finally blurted out a one work question - SEX? It was very funny. We all, including mother just about rolled on the floor. dj

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

4 grandmothers

My Dear Grandchildren;
As I was growing up then, as my children were growing up, we liked to read stories together of the pioneers and early days to get to know how things were done and how people acted. As I read them I always thought how lucky they were to live in times so different from ours so they could write about them and have interesting things to say.
Through the years, I began to see the changes in our own lifetimes have been interesting. The differences between my mother’s world, and my world, compared to my children's world and their children's world are wonderful, and indeed worth writing about.
In my family, our ancestors came to the Americas as early as l570 from the Canary Islands, near Spain, and early l600's my father’s family came with the early puritan fathers. One of our earliest ancestors to live in the new Americas was George Jacobs, who lived in the Massachusetts colony of Salem and was actually hung for witchcraft during the Salem Witchcraft trials. That is another story and is recorded in history. From there the Jacobs spread across the territories and into the west where my father, Charles Glenn Jacobs, was born in South Dakota in l907. His father and mother were ranchers as their parents had been, and they helped settle the territories. From Dakota to Texas my father came with his father, and from there to Arizona.
My grandmother brought with her from Dakota a wooden chest that had been made for her mother, from her mother’s wooden dining room table. That chest was given to my Aunt and she gave it to me. And I inherited a wind up wooden clock. When we found an old lone star quilt that our grandmother had done, it was ragged and torn, so we cut out the best four squares and each took one. That’s about the entire physical legacy we have. These are symbols of the sacrifices and the courage of my forefathers.
I have nothing of my Mother's parents except copies of pictures of them; they died when she was a baby. Mother's people were among the very earliest settlers of the New Mexico territories, and were citizens of Spain until their lands came to be owned by Mexico, then the United States territories. Their influence throughout the history of the west is great, and it is our heritage, just as is that my father.

I do not have stories of emigrants from other countries, but of western settlers and pioneers, the earliest of citizens of the United States of America.
All I have of my grandmothers is what my uncles and aunts have told me over the years. I want to leave something for my grandchildren and so I am writing these books as letters to my grandchildren. Through them, you will also come to know Aunt Lynae and Uncle Brent as young teens, and a little bit about their older siblings and the amazing people they all were, and how human we all were. Maybe someday you will give it to your children and their children, so each will know that although our lives might be very different, there is a courage and a pioneer spirit that runs strong among our family, and, knowing this, you will turn your hearts to your forefathers.
So my dear grandchildren, this is for you
from Grandma Lynda (LoLyn)

Monday, April 27, 2009

My Daddy Charles Glenn Jacobs by Sibling #4

I'm curious about your comment about "what would your dad think?

I'm assuming you mean Charles Glenn Jacobs, your Paternal Grandfather.
There are some great things about him on the "family of Origin" blog posts.

Mostly he would have laughed, sworn like a sailor, and told us to take it outside, or intercepted by kicking and beating up the boys with his cowboy boots, slapping Marie in the face, and telling them they were dammed idiots, and other more viscous swear words.

Mother would have responded by "shrinking alone," and saying "Daddy, Daddy Daddy".

You see, Daddy, too, was bi - polar, as were his parents, sisters and brothers.

Read some of the posts in "adult psycho pathology" or "counseling and Education" or even "Lickin' & Groomin', they are about how he treated your father and Uncle Glenn.

I tried to make them anonymous, but your dad tries to canonize Daddy hoping that will change history by ignoring it.

He who doesn't learn from history is doomed to repeat it.

You dad was beaten viciously many many times,

and all I could do was "shrink alone" and watch.

I thought it was all my fault because I told on him.

He thought he was adopted, and when Daddy called him a dammed idiot, he believed it until he got out of the Navy and made something of himself by going to school and getting an EdD. But he still believes it, really.

That's why he is so tender and takes anything that appears to be criticism to terribly hurtful.

You've seen him turn red and cringe into his body when your mom publicly criticizes him for imagined wrongs.

He still has Daddy's tapes going through his head constantly swearing at him and calling him a no good idiot, and can't you ever do anything right, "

So he can't hear complements, appreciation or neutral statements, like "you wanna watch a conference I paid for?",

and can't take offerings for anything but criticism or praise; there is no in between.

And that's how he taught you boys to interpret things.

I'm sorry this is not a blast at him,

or how did you put it a "cat claw in the face",

It it history of your family;

Pure truth.

Ask Grandma, if you think you know better.

Daddy was cruel when he was manic.

His daddy was cruel, as was his mother, and their parents before them. Ask Erica. Eandewaldmann@AOL.com;

They have passed the gene down from Woodman and before him from George I, II III and IV.

It's all on my blogs and stories about the family history that you think are just the opposite of Growing Together.

So read "shrinking alone", and find out some truths about your family of origin

That you really don't want to know, and haven't been allowed to hear.

Now that is something that IS your business.

Or NOT

I'm tired of all the family secrets.

That's what evil is made of.

Family secrets lead to hatred, animosity, cruelty and abuse.

Let's stop that cycle with this generation as well.





Cousins we have left or know about

Aunt Lola's daughter:

Erica Lewis



Uncle Caton's children:

Buck Jacobs

Timer Jacobs (deceased)

Helen Cutrer

And six other green-eyed, red haired girl cousins



Aunt Louella's daughter:

Helen Wilcox (may well be deceased now)

Two sons of Helen Wilcox.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

David Matthew Jacobs Graduates with BA Uof U


















Some cute little girl just delivered your graduation announcement to our door. One of your neices?

I am thrilled to receive it.
Congratulations and jubilations.

I am so very proud of you.

You have worked so very hard to achieve this great thing.

I can't think of any one who deserves it more.

After things settle down, in a couple of weeks, come look at my house and all the things we have accomplished, and then we will take the four of you out to dinner at Mama Chews. Or maybe we'll bring Lynae and Dyllan along too. Jenny will be busy having her new baby.

I am soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo proud of you hanging in there.

I knew you could do it.

And Susan, you too, all of what I have said goes to you as well.

You are the best thing that ever happened to my Davie.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Licking and grooming tools

From: LoLyn

To: Marie Hunter
Subject: Re: Lickin' and Groomin' Blog

Not only did I want you to edit it, but to share it with your children and encourage them to share the blog with their many friends and acquaintances who share the dread of passing on the genetic material to generations of unborn children. Stop the scurge. Begin lickin and groomin' today.

-------Original Message-------

From: Marie Hunter
Date: 4/12/2009 10:00:15 PM
To: lolyn123@comcast.net
Subject: Re: Lickin' and Groomin' Blog

That is both passionate and most hopeful. Is this what you wanted me to edit? or was this just for my edification--which it did--it edified. The modification and the gene coupling is amazing reserach. I'll have to go to that site and read more.
I have been sick, alseep all day today. I called my clinical group students and cancelled clinical for tomorrow, our very last day of clinical for the semester. I didn't pick anything but shear joy from the lot of them, for some strange reason!! :`) I know I'll sleep better knowing I don't have to get up at 4:30 in the morning. Marie



office 863-8453 Office 203U
>>> "LoLyn" 04/12/09 8:17 PM >>>
Licking and Grooming is a research rat's equivalent behavior of tender
loving care parents can give to children. The behavior is quantified in
research to demonstrate the efficacy of various parenting and training
patterns.

There are two types of white research rats; those who lick and groom their
young, and those who don't. Those who do not produce off spring who do not
lick and groom and for generations we have a community of unloved rats. The
other type, those who lick and groom their young, produce offspring who lick
and groom naturally and so on for generations.

The cool thing is that a baby rat can be adopted by a licker and groomer and
turn out to be one, and produce licking and grooming off spring. I don't
want to think about the reverse, but I'm afraid it must also be true, I don
t know.
My mother was definitely never licked and groomed, but she does not have
bipolar; I think you have to have the gene and predisposition, to be
effected by toxic parenting.


Many mental illnesses have now been definitely discovered to be genetic, in
that a specific chromosome and alile carry the defective gene. A short gene
on this chromosome predisposes the new child to bipolar disorder. A family
of humans with bipolar genes will produce offspring with the shortened genes
both because of the genetic disposition to recreate and because of the
environmental factors that exist in the behavioral patterns of the family.
This will extend for generations without interupting the cycle of insane
behaviors.

The strange thing in my family (or rather the expected thing, I guess ) is
that we all were attracted to mates with similar genetic malfunctions making
it so much more likely that the two short genes would be replicated in the
off spring.

The Jacobs' family, my family, carries such a gene. When I was younger I
thought that meant our decendants were destined to carry the gene through
time and all eternity. The only way, we thought to end the cycle was to end
procreation of that genetic option.

Through the generations many families have done just that, and died out.
The Jacobs name comes forward from George Jacobs I, II, III and IV on to
John Jacobs (there were a couple of Johns, and then Woodman Jacobs, the
eighth generation. Seven generations from Woodman there have been only my
two brothers who carried the Jacobs name into posterity, but all of us carry
the bipolar genes. I often thought the lack of progenetors was a good thing,
because why propigate bipolar illness.

The plot thickens. In this same research it was demonstrated that the
bipolar gene can be changed, evolved out within one generation in research
rats through enviormental behaviors of the parenting rats. A child rat
taken from the community of non lickers and groomers, adopted into a family
of lickers and groomers will not only become a licker and groomer by
behavior, but his DNA will be changed, and he/she will propagate lickers and
groomers as decendants.

There is a special word to indicate this type of genetic evolution that
takes place in one generation. To me the special word is WOW, but go to
Psycheducation.org for a scientific name and definition. The word is
Epigenetic modification of DNA through Mothering.

The good news is also that there is another short gene that creates
resiliency. Two short genes make children with bipolar, but who are
resiliant. A short and a long gene is not a good combination.

We are a community of mothers who care about our offspring, and the
incidious genetic trait of bipolar being passed on. We have chosen not to
end our genetic line and have had children. Now we see those behaviors,
those ravashing insane behaviors in our children and grand children, taking
lives and turning them upside down, in spite of all the work we have done
for our own lives. Some have managed to adopt and pass on the licking and
grooming behaviors and stop the cycle. Some have made the attempt and
failed, but tried with the grandchildren. I have told my children about
this and that we must stop the cycle.

In 1690 George Jacobs I and II were hung for withccraft. Behaviors that got
them noticed and labeled as different were used to persecute and prosecute
them as witches. Seven generations later Woodman began our family line.
God has told us the sins of the fathers will be visited upon the children
for seven generations. This has gone on 7 plus 7 that we can document.I don
t know what Woodman did wrong, just didn't have my web site I think.

At last, following two definable sets of seven generations, we have been
given the tools to STOP the INSANITY. The LICKING and GROOMING Tools we
need to create genetic evolution in our children's life times.

I will be posting Licking and grooming tools on this web sight for those
families who wish to stop the cycle.

Take it seriously, read study, comment and add to the tool kits to stop the
propigation of BiPolar Disorder in our families.

We can stop it in our life time. That is worth everything to me to know
that. That is what I have lived for, and that is what I will live for, to
head the campaign to wipe it out in our life time.

Follow me on this blog and share it with every mother you know who wants to
protect her children from the ravages of insanity.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Lynae, DAvid and Dyllan, my youngest daughter

From: Lynae Woolf
Date: 4/23/2009 11:10:19 AM
To: Lynda Mom
Subject: Our new Family Picture



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Monday, April 20, 2009

My half sister

Lola Lynda Jacobs
Orem, Ut 84097
Monday, April 20, 2009
Dear Half Sister;
I am Lola Lynda Jacobs, the youngest daughter of Charles Glenn and Lucy Jacobs. When Marie and I were young, and you had a child we thought it took both of us to make up a whole aunt to this unknown half niece.
I met you in 1973 at our father’s funeral in Holbrook Arizona and haven’t heard from or made any attempt to contact you since. I may have met you twice when I was a young child.
I have been doing genealogy inspired by our grandmother, Grace Hoblit Jacobs and I thought of you and that you might want to have copies of the genealogy book she prepared in the 1940’s and the work my sister, Marie and I have done with it since then.
In the blogs I have also included my writing, I have been quite prolific over these 60 years, of poems, stories, novelettes. I also have several sections on psychology. I am a Licensed professional counselor by vocation, and I am studying at Argosy University for an EdDCP, Educational Doctorate in counseling psychology.
Daddy always said, “those who can’t, teach, and those who can’t teach teachers. So mostly I’ve been a teacher and teaching teachers throughout my life, and am trying to swim upstream and do something meaningful with my life by sharing my website with the world.
I don’t know how well you knew Daddy, he died 36 years ago, and I’m just beginning to. He and Grand mother Grace, and Aunt Lola Emily, Aunt Gracie mainly, had bipolar disorder. I don’t know if you got the genetic disorder, but if you did you were very wise not to foster a new family branch. Apparently so did his brothers and their off spring, but we carried the resiliency gene so we procreated; they did not.
On my website is one blog named, “lickin and groomin’ “ titled appropriately after the most recent research regarding mice with the bipolar DNA who are adopted by “licker’s and groomer mice mothers and were able to actually change their hisones in their DNA within their life times and produce “lickin’ and groomin’ “ (non bipolar offspring)
I have spent my life in Bipolar stupors and rages, just as Daddy did, and I am thrilled with these new discoveries. I hope you will pass on these blog sites to anyone you know so they can pay it forward to the world to help us rid future generations of this very ugly, family damaging disorder.
Your half sister, Lola Lynda Jacobs Attached are table of contents of web site blogs.

Monday, April 13, 2009

Douglas




Brent Jacobs Gardner age 4 dressed up as an Indian chief for 24th of July Parade. Monte Glenn Gardner in the Wagon, age 8. Staged at Uncle Frank Glenn J acobs home in Eagar ARizona around 1986. These are my two younger sons.









This is Douglas Carl Gardner, age 10, about.

One of the last photos I have of him before his bipolar genes took over and he renounced me as his mother about the time I divorced his father.

I have sad news for him, one can make a mistake as to whom the father of a child is, but it is pretty hard to make a mistake on maternity.

I'm sure there is no need for genetic testing

as he looks just like the other two boys,

carries the bipolar rage gene and I believe I was there when he was born.

Has adopted three sons who he thinks I don't know about,


or he believes by sending the announcement to his siblings at my address

he can hurt me as much as he tried to hurt me by inviting me to his missionary

fairwell to publicly flog me,

or putting "son of Max and Virginia Gardner" on his wedding announcement.

These only demonstrated to me how much pain he was in

and how poorly he had been taught by all three of his parents to handle the pain.

I can only hope and pray he has gotten some therapy to help him handle the rage

before it literally tears him apart from the inside out.

God bless you, my son.

I bore you, I loved you, I adored you.

Now I can only stand apart and watch and pray as in your forties

that you find the help you need to put your soul back into your body.

Lick and groom those little boys you adopted,
they have had enough to deal with

without dealing with your bipolar rage as well.

I hear you have a lovely wife. I believe I have met her twice.

Your sisters say she is a dear.

I hope you treat her well and revere her

and never never raise your voice or your hand to her

in anger or frustration.

I love you, Mom.




David and Susan Jacobs with daughters

David and Susan JAcobs (Duane's Son) with daughters about 2006












I gotta say, for all the world to know, of all my zillions of neices and nephews, David is my all time favorite because he loves me. I have hurt him many times in my bipolar fuges, and I have helped him many times with my metaphores and counseling.
His siblings treat me with contempt and disdain because they have been taught to; it helps them to see me as the "identified patient" as it does for them to see David as "the identified patient"

Psychopathology is not an individual sport. It takes the entire family to ensure its continuance. The DNA is in place in the father; he marries a wife with equally psychotic DNA, they propigate and make little white mice with double doses of histones and propigate the bipolar line. The family secrets, the hyperboles, the fanciful delusions of grandeur are so prevelant in this family group they choose total blindness rather than getting family and individual help for the children and grand children. It was only through David they were forced to seek psychiatric help. He could't be put under a rug and I love him for that.

David, you are a true inspiration through your music, your life, finishing college, marrying a true kindred spirit. Now go to my lickin and gromin blog and raise those beautiful daughters and actually change their histones so they can bare non bipolar children. David, Susan, You guys ROCK.

My children's family of origin Cheryse's Children


Cheryse's children Amanda, Heather, Kayle, Cody