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Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Of Parades and Floats - My Father Jim Hartley

Jim carving the parade float
Summer 2002
My father, Jim Hartley, recorded a great story relating to a parade float and challenges surrounding a project he was involved with nearly 15 years ago. His experience has helped strengthen my faith in prayer and also God's loving concern for us as individuals. Below are my father's own words:

"In 2002 I was asked by our LDS stake leadership to be the co-chairman of a float committee for the stake’s entry in the Days of ’47 Parade. That parade is the third largest in the country with hundreds of entries. Frankly, I didn’t like parades and I didn’t know anything about building a float. They asked me to do it because my experience and skill with art. They assured me that we had the people and resources to build whatever the committee could imagine.

The parade theme was “Pioneers and Patriots: America’s Heroes.” Our three-person executive committee chose a Pony Express theme and I designed the float with a Pony Express rider emerging from billowing scrolls of red, white, and blue. On the front of the float ahead of the rider was a soaring eagle with a letter in its beak. We wanted the eagle’s wings to flap. We also wanted smoke to come out of the rider’s gun that was in his raised right hand and out of the flared nostrils of the galloping horse. We also wanted to broadcast bold western music from the movie, “How the West Was Won.”

An amazingly talented and diligent group of 89 people from all six wards in the stake made it happen. More than 800 labor hours went into the float. Many of the volunteers were people who would not normally affiliate with their Mormon neighbors. A few had health problems or were unemployed preventing them from doing anything they felt was purposeful, until they worked on the float. The project did a lot of good bringing many good people together.

I was assigned to carve the horse and rider out of immense blocks of Styrofoam. I had never done something like that before. I took 1.5 weeks of vacation from work for the effort. Equipped with a small electric Sawzall with a 12-inch blade, a power sander, a rasp, and a file, I blindly went to work creating a blizzard of white foam particles all over our backyard. Every day I became a foam snowman carving in daytime temperatures exceeding 100 degrees Fahrenheit. I had one smaller block of Styrofoam for the rider’s head—the final piece of the sculpture. But in my inexperience as a carver, I botched it in a big way and I didn’t have any extra foam. There was no room for serious mistakes and it appeared that I could not finish the job.

I was exceedingly dejected and I prayed about what to do. As I studied the destroyed head a voice spoke to my mind that said, “Turn it upside down.” I followed the curious instruction and in a bolt of inspiration, I could visualize that, with a few adjustments, I could still salvage the head. It worked. We were amazed to win the “Utah Award,” one of the parade’s five awards given to floats sponsored by religious organizations. I even got to drive the float in the parade.

The actual parade float for "Pioneers and Patriots: American Heroes"
Days of '47 Parade - Salt Lake City, Utah - Summer 2002

I had two other amazing experiences related to that float. First, I felt really bad when I discovered that we had overspent our stake’s budget by nearly $900. Second, I also felt bad that all our work would have a one-time purpose. I wished that there could be some other use for the float or at least for parts of it. For example, perhaps Boy Scouts could use the eagle. I made both concerns a matter of repeated prayer. Both concerns were resolved when we were unexpectedly contacted by the Uinta Basin Medical Center, a regional hospital in Roosevelt, Utah. From among all the floats entered in the parade, the medical center wanted our float for parades in eastern Utah. They replaced our name on the float with theirs and paid us “rent” of $1,000. The float won awards in two other parades.

I don’t really think that God cares very much about a parade float. But, I learned that He does care deeply for me and for worthy purposes."

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Source: "James E. Hartley: My Story" written by Jim Hartley himself, November 2016.

Tuesday, June 13, 2017

From My Father - "Eternal Soup"

My father Jim Hartley
In Austria, 1973
This is an inspiring story my father, Jim Hartley, told the family when we were younger. This took place in Austria in 1973 when he was serving as a missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I learned from this that if we exercise faith, Heavenly Father will take care of us in times of need. Below are my father's own words:

Not the actual "Eternal Soup," but
this is what it looked like Jim says
"While in Vienna, the value of the U.S. dollar dropped again and banks would not cash our U.S. checks. We quickly ran out of money and could not purchase food. With no other option, my companion and I made a big pot of soup out of oatmeal and our remaining vegetables. We had no other food and we lived on that soup three times a day for nearly two weeks. Miraculously, as we repeatedly added water to the soup over the weeks, it never spoiled, it never ran out of oatmeal and vegetables, and it always tasted good to us. We called it our 'eternal soup.'

Once again, the Lord took good care of us during difficult times. We were extremely grateful. But, once we could again purchase more food, I confess that we were also very happy to dispose of the remains of that miracle soup!"

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Source: "James E. Hartley: My Story," written by Jim Hartley himself. November 2016.