29 Apr 2007 #0717.html

Autism

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Dear Family and Friends,

Welcome to this week's "Thoughtlet."

These words are my personal diary and a weekly review of ideas, beliefs, thoughts, or words that will hopefully be of some benefit to you: my children, my family, and my friends.

"This week's theme comes from an e-mail I sent Andrea on Friday, the 20th of April:

"Andrea, Mike did not ride with us this morning, and George spent some time talking about visits in the Bear Creek Ward last night preparing for their Ward Conference. For him this included a visit to a family where the wife has Asperger syndrome, like Julie Carron's daughter. The conversation interested me because once Albert Boulanger told me he thought he and I are both Autistic. As a result of the conversation, I just took time to read the following: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Autism I encourage you to read this article and to discuss what you think about it with me when it is convenient for you. Love, Roice"

Sometimes it is easier for us and others to accept our weaknesses if we put a label on them. I recall the first time I heard the word autism used relative to me was in the conversation I referenced above by my friend Albert Boulanger. Albert and I were having a dinner and discussing things when he said, "Roice, I think you and I have something in common. I think we might both be slightly autistic." Albert is very smart, and so since that discussion I've always seen it as probable. Once I took Paul with me to visit my friend Bob Ehrlich. Paul had only been with the two of us for a short while, when he said, "You are like my Dad's twin." I'm not sure what Paul saw, and I still remember correlating that comment with Albert's comment, and wondering if there is something about autism some others are able to see. I know there have been several times (three that I can recall right) when I have introduced or met a Down's Syndrome child and immediately classified them as having the same issues Jeff Pack's teenage child had in Ipswich Ward when I was on my mission. A lot of friends and co-workers I've had the closest connection with over the years have had a similar characteristic, something I can't quite put my finger on, which might be related to what Paul saw in Bob Ehrlich. In thinking about this for a few minutes, these folks include Bill Bavinger, Wulf Massell, David Devor, Roger Anderson, Albert Boulanger, Bowen Loftin, Steve Joseph, Bill Bossler, Sam LeRoy, Bob Ehrlich, Doug Harless, Jeff Hume, Carolina Cruez-Niera, Don Vossler, Christian Singfield, Luis Viertel, and others. Of course, when it comes right down to it, the thing these folks have in common is we are geeks and nerds, and the connection most likely has absolutely nothing to do with autism.

Anyway, after George said this to me on the way to work, I went on-line and read the above referenced article (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Autism) and sent the e-mail to Andrea. I was struck with how many characteristics described for autism I can correlate with my behaviors. I list them below and look forward to feedback and comments:

The May 15th, 2006 Time magazine had a photo of a boy that looks like Ethan on the cover and the title "New Insights Into The Hidden World of Autism." Turns out I was catching up on tearing articles out of Time Magazine this week, and this was one of the magazines that came up. I reread the article, and made the following notes:

So, if any of this helps you put a label on our interactions, maybe it will be of some benefit. Like much of what I end up writing in these Thoughtlets, the words end up being for me, as much or more as they are for any of you. So maybe the label will help me understand myself better and hopefully will help me improve my interactions with others. Especially with the 10 of you and your spouses.

Back in the real world, and in too many ways, my job seems to becoming a joke. This pre-stack depth migration role does not fit me. It is hurry up and wait, and mostly it has been wait, since I moved into the group in November. While waiting for data to be resampled or reloaded, waiting for migrations to run, or waiting on the client. I don't like feeling like I'm not earning my salary. Of course, there is the fact the company has used about $100,000. worth of my Landmark license time, told me they are going to enter into an agreement to pay me for this, and this week offered me $2,500. after my split with II&T. I keep hoping things will turn around, or the right next opportunity will turn up, and it certainly hasn't yet. Oh well. I have spent some time working on "An Open Mind" while waiting, and I've been very open with my bosses about what I'm doing and why. Nothing seems to change, and so I have kept doing this more than I feel comfortable doing. Oh well!

Wednesday I pushed Nena Madonia for an answer, and Thursday evening there were two Fed-X packages waiting for me in the office when I got home. They were the manuscript, the large chart, "The Gods of Mankind," which I had sent to Jan Miller, and a very nice rejection letter. Needless to say I was very disappointed. I immediately sat down and wrote an e-mail to Roice Krueger, typing out the rejection letter for his review. The e-mail I sent said:

"Roice, I heard back from Jan Miller tonight, after having sent material to her on 26 June 2006. She is not interested in representing 'An Open Mind' because "the audience is too narrow" and "this belongs in a very niche market." I have typed out her letter for your review below. I continue to think this project has good potential, and have been working on it again the last couple of months. It is a lot of fun to think through these things and to put them in an order which makes sense to me. I have posted 149 pages plus Appendices on-line, and am about to add another 30-40 pages (http://www.walden3d.com/openmind). I have the hard copy I provided Jan, which I can add the recent additions to and then forward to you or someone you recommend, like Greg Link, if it makes sense to you and if there is interest. I would like to continue the discussion we started last year at the reunion, unless over the intervening time you have come to see this project as not worth pursuing. Best Regards, Roice Letter from Dupree, Miller & Associates: 23 April 2007 H. Roice Nelson, Jr. 1307 Emerald Green Houston, Texas 77094 Dear Roice, I hope this finds you and yours doing absolutely perfect and enjoying the beautiful weather. Thank you so much for sending us your material for An Open Mind. Please accept my apologies for being so remiss in getting back in touch with you. The content is extremely informative for people of all ages. I have thoroughly enjoyed reading your work from cover to cover. An Open Mind has done an excellent job of opening my eyes to a subject that was once foreign to me. Not only has it enlightened me, it has enlightened my staff as well. As you know, I performed a very extensive focus group study with my editorial board, and spoke to several editors whom I though might be interested in this topic. I received a very positive response. My team was very intrigued with the correlation between faith and science. In the introduction you mention "those open to faith can add a scientific basis to their belief." This theme is thoroughly expressed throughout your material. Your work is extremely detailed and highly academic. It is obvious that you are very meticulous in your research, and that is a great trait to have. Unfortunately, the focus group all unanimously agreed that the audience is too narrow. Our conversations with various editors throughout the publishing world made us realize that this belongs in a very niche market. They all indicated that this type of book is very difficult to promote and market to the average consumer. I am very disappointed to learn from all my research that the industry agrees the topic is too narrow. Consequentially, it is with a heavy heart that we must pass on your manuscript. Thank you for giving us the opportunity to consider your material for representation. Unfortunately, we have decided not to offer you an agency contract at this time. I really believed in An Open Mind and am disappointed this did not work out for both parties involved. I have given this concept a great deal of thought. We are always on the lookout for promising book concepts that focus on the exploration and celebration of mind, body, and spirit. Sadly, because of the intense competition in the current literary market, we are forced to be highly selective and often must pass up projects in which we believe. I greatly appreciate you giving me and my team such an extensive look at your work. For the record, we found the concept highly engaging and we wish you much luck in your pursuit of representation. Roice, I am so grateful to your cousin, Roice Nelson Krueger, for introducing us. I wish you the best of luck now and always. Warmest regards, Jan Miller"

Andrea had a Relief Society meeting Thursday evening. So since I was home alone, I drove up to Arctic Circle and bought some fried chicken nuggets, fried onion rings, and a large heath blizzard. Is this an autistic reaction to disappointment, or what? I also sent a note about the rejection to Melanie, Rick Hawthorne, and Merril Littlewood. Melanie wrote back:

"Oh dad! I am so sad... that was a really nice letter and very personal. You can tell she meant every word. Maybe the market would be larger if the book were written on more of an 8th grade reading level but that would take away from the beauty of your writing! Where do you go from here? I'm sorry I've missed calling the last several weeks - life has been extremely crazy lately and it continues to be so. I would like to stay with you the first couple of weeks in June if you are up for it?? Let me know. Love, Mel"

I exchanged a couple of e-mails with Rick Hawthorne. The first e-mail from Rick was about An Open Mind:

"Hello Roice, I am very disappointed and disheartened for you and Andrea in learning Miller will not make you the offer you so richly deserve. No matter. Why don't you package up a draft manuscript copy and send it to the head of BYU's religious department; tell them you are marketing it as a book to enlighten members of the church in comparing the truth against the beliefs extracted from other world's religions? And offer it as a text book for a new BYU religion course! . . . If BYU doesn't get excited about "Mind" quick enough, send a proposal to a Catholic school like Notre Dame or Boston College. I'm jesting but it's text book caliber. Good hearing from you, Roice. Rick"

Interesting perspective. I'm probably too technical in what I've been writing, and maybe this was why Jan said it is for a niche market. The second e-mail from Rick regarded problems with honey bees, which is being traced to cell phone towers. Pretty significant stuff:

"Roice, What do you think about this issue? Just came to my attention this week. Now, I'm poring through 'google' to learn more: I see the issue of vanishing honey bees to be far greater than worrying about global warming. It's happening worldwide. Wall Street Journal reported this week, crop losses in U.S. this year alone will be down by 30% because of it. Einstein was quoted as saying if we lost all our honey bees, all mankind would die in 4-years. Honey bees pollinate crops producing $14 billion in revenue each year. No cause is known. Theories vary but internal bee navigation issues caused by cell phone microwave towers appears to be more plausible than others. I've theorized in past with the idea that the 'mark o the beast in the hand or forehead' could look like in a vision of the future, given to a prophet thousands of years ago, as 'people using cell phones'. If you think about it, if asked to deny with gun to the head, many would choose a bullet instead. With cell phones, it seems we all want and need one. Could it also be that the interaction of cell phones with microwave towers increases the atomic activity, unseen to human eyes, that is creating skin cancers everyone seems to be getting? Pat had basil cell cancer removed from forehead. Her doctor said, "everyone will get one; everyone living on planet earth." Will we give up cell phones/marvels of instant communication if this is the problem prohibiting honey bee pollination? I see this becoming a real issue needing resolved fast. Best Regards, Rick"

Mike Schoemann, my supervisor in the Pre-stack Depth Migration Group, and the third person in my car pool with George Schultz, had told me about the issue a few weeks ago. Rick's note got my autistic mind focused on the issue. Within a few days I came to the conclusion bee keepers need to build a new kind of hive, a hive covered with a metal geodesic mesh. The mesh would act as a barrier to the cell phone microwaves, and would still allow honey bees to go in and out of their hives and to the fields. It is worth a test, and I'm not sure who to even send a suggestion to. Oh well!

Saturday morning was mow the lawn time, once again. Seems to happen each week this time of the year. At 10:00 the Primary had B.O.O.T. Camp. B.O.O.T. stands for "Build Our Own Testimony." A lot of the primary kids did not come. Sad, especially because it was an extremely well thought out and worthwhile activity. I was one of the drill sergeants. My instructions were:

"You are the unit commander of the Delta unit. Try and maintain a drill sergeant-like character. Children will come to yo during gathering activity following their physical examinations. Welcome them to the unit and hand them a paper activity appropriate for age. They will be working on the paper activity until all physicals have been completed and all children have been assigned a unit. Once the entire activity has been explained by Tiffany Feil, and once (Jim) Seibert has taught an army call, you will follow a schedule of 4 rotations and will lead the children in echoing (Jim) as he leads the army call. You will lead them from room to room. You will stay with your unit and help supervise at each of the rotations. Once the 4 rotations have been completed, bring your unit to the gym in front of the stage and seat them in rows and columns for Graduation ceremony."

My kids were the only ones that messed up twice on where we were suppose to go next. I did not understand the simple instructions which had what the activity was across the top and what room to go to down the side, and our "Delta Company" was highlighted in blue as to which room to be in during which of the four periods. I went to the first column first, instead of to the room for the first rotation. I felt so dumb. Autistic, if you will. Relooking at the instructions, they were perfectly clear. Oh well! The kids had a good time, and I put photos I took of the activity at http://www.walden3d.com/photos/NottinghamCountryWard/07_CTR-8/070428_Primary_BOOT_Camp.

Since I had already had a shower, and since I had been working all week on the next section of An Open Mind, I stayed inside and finished converting to html and printing all of these pages. I finished printing up through page 167 with all of the associated references about 4:30 and took it over to Kinko's for pick-up at 8:00 PM after the two receptions we were going to Saturday evening. I got home from Kinko's just in time to get dressed up and leave.

The first reception was Susan Keller's reception and it was at the Student Ward on West Road. On the way, Andrea put on Joshua's friend's CD: "Songs of Praise" by Paul Cardall. Joshua did the graphics, a stunning outline of the tree of life with a single red apple and light coming from the tree, did the photography, co wrote "Worth of Souls," and wrote "Prodigal." I've listened to the CD numerous times since then, while commuting and whenever I'm in the Prius, and as I told Joshua, I consider this next to the Amy Grant Christmas albums with the song 'Emanuel" on it, in terms of music like this I like. For those that want good music to play I encourage you to get this album – or maybe not, maybe we will give everyone a copy this Christmas.

It was so good to see Susan Keller so happy. She always had a crush on Ben, and a couple of years ago she told me she was afraid she was never going to get married. I tried to set her up with Andy Schultz, and it never went anywhere. It has been a long time since I met Todd Staheli at the Manti Temple to go to her sister Heather Keller's wedding (../9921.html). I think this was the first time since that wedding I've seen Heather. This was when I gave Todd a copy of my songs, which Alan Peterson helped me record. I had not seen Eric for quite a while, and forgot he was married. I must have been on a trip when they had his reception. Eric made a comment that got me thinking, and so just before we left the reception I went over to him and said, Eric, talk into the video camera and tell my kids some of the things you remember about me. This is what he said:

"Brother Nelson used to go on a lot of trips. And he used to go to China frequently. One time over there he apparently found shirts that were dirt cheap. One of the reasons they were dirt cheap was probably because of the hideous awful design of the cloth they were made out of. He brought every member of the Teacher's Quorum back a shirt. Thinking, of course, that we would wear them at home, on our free time, not that we would all wore them to church the next Sunday, which we did. Proud less. We loved these shirts that he brought back to us. We still talk about them." Eric Keller, 28 April 2007 at Susan Keller's Wedding Reception

The original video is at http://www.walden3d.com/photos/Recollections, although in the case of Eric, the room was dark, and so the video is black, and all there really is on the video is the sound of him saying the above words. The other photos I took at the two receptions are at http://www.walden3d.com/photos/NottinghamCountryWard/070427_Susan_Keller_Tyler_Camp_receptions. I liked this insight, to capture what the kids I have worked with recall about my efforts, a lot. So next we went to Tyler Camp's wedding reception. He married Steve Richardson's sisters daughter. What a small world. Steve Richardson was the Elder's Quorum President in Maplewood II Ward before I was. He was kind of stand offish when I said hi. However, his father-in-law, Leon Potter, grandfather of the bride, who grew up causing trouble in St. George with my Uncle Glenn and who has been on the High Council in our Stake, and I had a good conversation. Just before we left the reception I cornered Tyler and got his recollections. Tyler said:

"What I remember about Brother Nelson. Is all the wonderful time we had. Camping. All the junk food campouts we had where we would listen to him play the guitar around the campfire. When he had one of the first digital cameras, that you actually slid the floppy disk inside. That was awesome. I would go over to his house and play guitar with him. Awsome. Very inspiring. In fact, I played classical guitar at the luncheon today. A song, for Nina, that I wrote. It was wonderful. So, it's always been great. He's always taken us wonderful places to see. Landmark and other places, start-up companies that he's helped do. It's been awesome.." Tyler Camp, 28 April 2007 at his wedding reception.

Maybe it is autism, and maybe it is simply insecurity, but it certainly felt good to capture the comments of these two former scouts and to feel, at least for a moment, like I have contributed to someone else's life. I expect this will now become standard operating procedure at receptions and the like. We left this reception, which was at the Burgerner's Community Center, just in time to pick up the copies before Kinko's closed at 9:00 PM. When I picked up the copies I asked to see the manager, and he is only there until 5:00 weekdays, so I will go back Monday to talk to him about self publishing An Open Mind (see 0718.html).

Neither Andrea nor I were that tired, and Andrea did not want to sew and I had finished what I wanted to do on the computer, and so we decided to go see Nicholas Cage in "Next." Good action movie. I enjoyed the theme, and the struggle with time and space and premonitions and remembering the future. When we got home I was still wired, and ended up staying up and watching a new "Robin Hood" on BBC. This is becoming my favorite TV show. You know who is good and who is bad, and they have adjusted the stories to have relevance today.

I'll write about Sunday in the next Thoughtlet (0718.html), except for the following e-mail received from Ethan on Sunday:

"Dear Grandpa and Grandma - Hi, this is Ethan. I have been drawing a lot. I have been drawing dinosaurs. I have been drawing hockey things. I've also been sick. I couldn't breathe well because my breath didn't come out well. But I feel a little better. I only have the cough now. And the "me not breathing well" is gone now. And I hope tomorrow I feel better. I'm gonna have duck eggs at my school and we get to take care of them when they hatch. And they are coming Monday. They only give them teeny pieces of bread. And they can only lay 12 eggs. And it'll take 12 days to lay every egg. They lay only 1 egg a day and it takes 20 days for them to hatch. My class is learning about ducks. We're having an incubator to keep the eggs in. An incubator keeps the eggs warm just as the same heat that a mother would keep them warm. I've been to two Hitmen games. And I've been to two Flames games. We're watching the NHL playoffs. I'm cheering for the Vancouver Canucks. And the Anaheim Ducks are playing against them. I'm coloring a magazine of hockey. I'm gonna give it away to one of my friends. Someday I want to go to Australia. That's all. I love you. Goodbye, Ethan"

I responded with:

"Ethan. Thanks for the e-mail. It is wonderful to read about what you are doing. When I was growing up my Grandma Nelson had hundreds of chickens in a chicken coop in back of her house. We used to have incubators to keep the eggs warm, and there would be lots of little chickens. What I always remember is that chickens do not have teeth. They have a gizzard where their food gets ground up. They need to have little rocks in their gizzard to grind up the food. Grandma Nelson would go to the big red ant piles and get buckets of well sorted little tiny rocks that the ants collected and put these in for the chickens to eat and put in their gizzard so they could grind up the food. Then when the chickens got old enough they either were layers, who would lay eggs for breakfast, or fryers, who were boiled and plucked and became our dinner. It brought back a lot of good memories to have you tell me about your ducks. Once I went to a Flame game in Calgary. Too intense for me. Lots of excitement and very fast play. I could not follow the puck. Oh well! I'm glad you like it. Will the Flame still be playing when we visit early in July? Love, Grandpa P.S. Tell your Mom thanks for sending photos to our Ceiva Frame. I love to wake up and look at the photos every morning."

I close with this e-mail specifically because there is certainly nothing in this wonderful e-mail from our oldest grandson, nor in any communications nor interactions with any of the other grandchildren, to show they inherited any form of autism. So probably this whole topic is all in my mind, the label is simply an excuse for my quirks and weaknesses as a person, and I really do not have some form of autism."

Since the 38th week of 1996 I have written a weekly "Thoughtlet" (little statements of big thoughts which mean a lot to me). Until the 43rd week of 2004 I sent these out as an e-mail. They were intended to be big thoughts which mean a lot to me. Over time the process evolved into a personal diary. These notes were shared with my family because I know how important the written word can be. Concerned about how easy it is to drift and forget our roots and our potential among all of distractions of daily life, I thought this was a good way to reach those I love. It no longer feels right to send out an e-mail and "force" my kids and my family to be aware of my life and struggles.

Everyone has their own life to lead, and their own struggles to work through. I will continue this effort, and will continue to make my notes publicly accessible (unless I learn of misuse by someone who finds out about them, and then will aggressively pursue a legal remedy to copyright infringement and I will put the Thoughtlets behind a password).

The index to download any of these Thoughtlets is at http://www.walden3d.com/thoughtlets, or you can e-mail me with questions or requests at rnelson@walden3d.com (note if you are not on my e-mail "whitelist" you must send 2 e-mails within 24 hours of each other in order for your e-mail to not be trashed).

With all my love,
Dad
(H. Roice Nelson, Jr.)

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Copyright © 2007 H. Roice Nelson, Jr.