#40Yearsin40Days 1988

#40Yearsin40Days  1988 was a pivotal year for our little family. Huge and difficult changes. The first was that we both turned 30. Whoa. It actually happened. We couldn’t believe it. No, we’ll never forget 1988.

Troutmans visit to Eugene to visit Scott’s mom
Did you need a closer look at this big hair?










Labor Day in Redmond, OR with Scott’s dad & wife Sharron

We had a wonderful Bertholf family reunion at Golden Bell Camp in the summer. It’s still one of my favorite reunions. A cousin was married in Kansas just before the reunion and we all took off for the reunion in the mountains of Colorado.

My grandparents never passed up the a chance to sing together and we all loved it.

Rev. Ken Bertholf speaks of his love for his family and his life of following God

Grandpa’s favorite songs from a list I found:

The Old Rugged Cross
I Believe in a Hill Called Mount Calvary
He Washed My Eyes With Tears
Through It All
If That Isn’t Love
This is the Time I Must Sing
Give Them All to Jesus
My Home Sweet Home
I’ll Never Be Lonely Again


The stress of an overflowing “plate” finally came to a head in 1988. I experienced a burn out. I quickly emptied my plate of all the activity I had allowed to overtake my life. I took two weeks off from work. One week was spent in Vail, CO where friends graciously provided their condo for us to stay and enjoy. Scott’s mom had already been scheduled for a visit so she joined us there. We swam and explored together and I struggled for some kind of clarity.

Vail, Colorado – in this picture you see Candy wearing her first and only pair of jeans she has ever owned

The second week I spent without the family back in my happy place … northern Idaho and my grandparents and Camp Sanders. I spent time reading my Bible in my favorite and secret places at Camp Sanders. I went to Family Camp and enjoyed worship and nature. I spent time with my mentor/aunt who spoke truth into my life. I sat quietly with my beloved grandparents who said little and listened much. I deeply felt their unconditional love once again. And I remembered where I came from and what was truly important. I didn’t get all the answers in those two weeks but I began to learn the value of solitude and simplicity and intentionality. Thus began my journey of moving toward joy … a message that frames the basis of my life ministry … one that I am still passionate about and share with others regularly.

Not long after, we experienced a major crisis in our marriage and Scott negotiated a position of Program Director at a radio station in Sun Valley, Idaho. Our family was on the move again.

Scott flew out almost immediately, leaving me to pack the house, prepare the house for renters, disentangle ourselves from our life in Colorado for the last five years, tie up all loose ends, continue to work full time with a long daily commute, drive Abbey back and forth to a babysitter, and continue to deal with the burnout and the marriage crisis. I was like a zombie, performing tasks and putting out fires by rote.

I desperately needed Scott’s help and as he was driving to Twin Falls to catch a flight home for the move, he was delayed. Traffic jam? Nope. Snow and ice? Nope. Holiday traffic? Nope. Car accident? Nope. It was sheep. There were sheep everywhere all along the streets and roads. Everything stopped until every last sheep was where they needed to be. Scott finally got to the airport to call and tell me about it. We both thought it quite strange. What had we gotten ourselves into? We were city dwellers.  (But since then we’ve have come to know the local sheep industry and Basque people call this the Trailing of the Sheep, where they bring the flocks down from their summer grazing in the mountains. This has been going on for generations in the area and is an honored tradition. And little did we know that our little Abbey would grow up to marry a Basque young man.)

Meanwhile, back in Colorado, our church family swarmed our home for two days, patching and painting and repairing for one day, and then packing our moving truck the next day. Our hearts were overwhelmed with love and gratitude to these dear friends who ministered to me more than they will every know. My soul need this grace and you were God’s hands and arms and legs to me.

Moving to Idaho on our 11th anniversary








Welcome to Idaho!

Five feet of snow in the Wood River Valley

After having all our house plants frozen as we went through Wyoming, we arrived in Hailey, Idaho on a cold, snowy November afternoon. Our rental house wouldn’t be available for another week so the station had arranged for us to stay in the only local motel. We hauled in our “stuff”, including Scooter the cat, and tried to get our heads around all this huge change.

I had worked myself to death and strep manifested in me so strongly that I had hallucinations for several hours one day. Scott had to buy the groceries, buy a hot plate so I could sort of cook, get the medicine, hug the kids and the cat, and start a new job. There were no fast food restaurants in the valley at the time and the television was our friend for that week.

Here is a recap of our life during the next ten months:

  • We couldn’t afford the rent in the valley but had to have a place to live so we found a five bedroom, three bath home in Hailey. It was literally the only place available. There were several feet of snow on the ground for the entire winter. We never really knew what our yard looked like. Our cat climbed up on the roof several times and couldn’t get down. Scott to the rescue. Scooter would jump from deep boot print to boot print when he ventured outside. Sometimes the Sheriff would have to come to take Scott to work at the station because we couldn’t get out. Snow was piled high in the middle of all the streets for months.
  • We don’t snow mobile, ski, hike, ride horses, golf or shop. That pretty much sums up Sun Valley.
  • We couldn’t afford the cost of groceries so we drove to Twin Falls every payday to buy them;
  • We tried to return the rental truck but there was AN ACTUAL SIGN ON THE DOOR THAT SAID ‘GONE FISHING’ AND THEY WERE ACTUALLY GONE FISHING. What do you do with a rental truck while someone is fishing?
  • Did I mention there were no fast food restaurants? We visited them in Twin Falls on paydays;
  • I remembered how to make a fire so we could keep the wood burning stove going;
  • The churches … I need to be careful here. We visited several of them. Since the Sun Valley area is a destination resort area,  most of the churches were designed around having a transient congregation. We did find a few churches who were committed to the people who lived there. But one pastor told us he would be gone for several months to help on a farm somewhere so there would be no church while he was gone. One church wouldn’t allow us to be involved in any ministry. Toward the end of our time there, we did find a church that met our needs for the most part.
  • I worked for a plumbing shop and was so cold most of the time, I started drinking coffee for the first time.
  • We got the newest, coolest thing that winter … our first Nintendo … on credit, of course.
  • Abbey gave her heart to Jesus on my lap in the living room of our house that winter.
  • I tried to make home as special as possible so Abbey and I made our first candy cane cookies at Christmas time. Now we try to make them every year. I’ve missed a few.

We had never felt so alone and separate … before or since.

#ReadMyLipsNoNewTaxes #SuperMarioBrothers #LegendofZelda #BeetleJuice  #Idahome

#40Yearsin40Days 1987

#40Yearsin40Days  By 1987, my sister, Tami and then my parents and sister, Bethany, had moved to Denver. My parents and Bethany were living with us and we settled into a new normal. My mOm (this is how we spell mom in our family) did the shopping and I did the cooking. We played a lot of Pinochle! And we laughed a lot. mOm and I led worship together on Sunday evenings at church. She played the piano and organized the music and song sets and I led the singing in this “new” worship style with “praise music”. By this time my role as the Christian Education Director at church, leading worship, working full time, having two young kids and a busy radio husband was beginning to take its toll.

Fun birthday celebration in the back yard

Some normal Troutman stuff …

Playing airplane on Dad while Mom worked logic problems
Nesting … you’ll still see this today









A visit from Scott’s mom
A trip to G&G Bertholf’s in Idaho for Thanksgiving. We drove over to visit Camp Sanders while we were there.














Oh, my stars, I remember the Compaq computer came out in 1987! And I worked for a stock brokerage company when Black Monday hit in October. I didn’t really understand the significance of it then. And I remember something about a barge of garbage floating along the east coast trying to get someone to take care of it. Who does that?!

And who could forget that they FINALLY brought #StarTrek back with Star Trek: The Next Generation. We didn’t really like it at first but it grew on us and we were thrilled to continue our Star Trek addiction.

#TearDownThisWall  #PrincesBride  #MichaelJordan #JohnElwayTheDrive #GoBroncos

#40YearsIn40Days 1986

#40YearsIn40Days  1986 was very much life as usual.

 Some things I remember …

Big Tax law changes: I stopped doing taxes for people. I didn’t want to learn these new changes and take on the responsibility.

Motorcycle ride to Oregon: Hold on to your shorts people but Scott took Adam, then six years old, on a cross county motorcycle trip from Colorado to Oregon. He rigged a seat belt, strapped a suitcase to the back and off they went. They stopped in Boise to visit family on the way and made it to Oregon where they visited the Troutman family. Abbey and I held down the fort at home and prayed a lot.

motorcycle trip CO to OR

Some historical things I can remember: Space Shuttle Challenger tragedy, Halley’s Comet appeared, Chernobyl nuclear disaster, Iran Contra scandal, The Statue of Liberty reopened after being closed for several years while they refurbished it


Estes Park

Family had come for IYC (International Youth Convention) so we drove over to spend some time with them. Scott gave motorcycle rides, of course

Abbs cuteness-Adam clutching his jets








#TammyFayeOhMy  #TopGunOhMy

#40Yearsin40Days 1985

#40Yearsin40Days  1985 marks some notable happenings. Scott finally got another motorcycle! Honda, of course. We always loved our cycle rides BK (before kids) and we were struggling with having only one vehicle. The motorcycle became Scott’s primary mode of transportation in all kinds of weather. He had all the right equipment and apparel; he was an excellent driver and safely navigated all that Denver traffic and Colorado weather.

Adam & Abbey love Dad’s motorcycle

We got a swing set for the back yard …

Our kids had feet shaped like bricks. They were short and wide. We couldn’t just buy 99 cent shoes at the grocery store. No, we had to buy them from the doctor’s office in triple wide. We finally got Abbey a pair of these shoes and she took off walking. She walked all over with great delight. #busybusy

Being first time homeowners, we knew nothing about owning a home. We decided to plant some things next to the house in the back yard and dug away much of the soil. That summer and fall when the afternoon thunderstorms would hit, the water flooded in through the basement window wells. Not fun for our family living down there. We used every towel in the house to clean it up. And this happened several times. We had no idea that this was happening because we had lowered the level of soil around the window wells and this was what was allowing the water to come in. Some wise friend told us what was happening and Scott rented a backhoe thing and piled up the dirt around the window wells. After that we were flood free!

My sister, Teri, was married this year in McPherson, Kansas.

And life was good.

Abbey & Daddy








#floodgates  #justaswingin  #easyrider  #koolaidlipsgrape

#40Yearsin40Days 1984

#40Yearsin40Days  We actually arrived in Aurora, Colorado in the winter of 1983 … a week before the moving truck arrived. We slept on the floor, took turns sitting on a foot stool, cooked from thrift store pots & pans and ate from paper plates.

Aurora, ColoradoWe started attending Meadowood Free Methodist Church and found a loving home there. The people at Meadowood shared hospitality freely and we made lifelong friends. It was a place that allowed leadership to develop and bloom. I settled into worship leading, serving on the Board and Christian Education. I worked full time as an office manager/bookkeeper at an Aurora company.

Scott was excited to be working for a major country radio station in a major market – KYGO – going back to his usual radio name of Scott Douglas. I thought it was so cool to be in a store playing the radio station and hearing my husband’s voice. I would look around and think, “Hey! Everyone in this store! That’s MY husband!” We enjoyed many perks at KYGO, from free concerts to weekends in the mountains to airline tickets home for Christmas. Scott introduced many famous country artists at their concerts as they came through town. He even got into the country thing and bought a cowboy hat and boots for remotes and appearances. In Denver, these could be worn with a suit for a “formal” look. LOL! Bet you’d like to see Scott dressed this way. Can’t. Don’t have any. #deepregrets

During these years, Scott stayed home with the kids during the day while I worked and as soon as I got home, he went off to work his evening shift at the station.

1984 was the year of playing “musical family”. My brother had another assignment at Lowry AFB so they came to live with us again. We truly enjoyed this time. We both had two kids the same ages. We loved raising the kids together.


Cousin Staci turns 1



We bought our first house in Aurora at the fabulous interest rate of 12%. This was truly a good rate in 1984. And we and the Floyds packed up and moved to another part of Aurora.

Scott’s sister also lived with us for a time during 1984. She needed us and we were glad to have her with us. We were one big, happy family!

Easter Sunday

A highlight of this year was a Bertholf family reunion in McCall, Idaho. We camped at Ponderosa State Park. Abbey wasn’t walking yet. Let’s just say it was busy. But we had the most wonderful time all together. My grandpa Ken Bertholf dedicated Abbey to the Lord with the family all around.

We settled in to a wonderful life …

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