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Hi I'm Kevin Folkman

I'm a computer hardware sales rep, and an amateur historian, grandfather, and I'm a Mormon..

About Me

My wife, Katie, and I have raised a wonderful family of six children, and eight grandchildren (at least for now). I love, in spite of bad knees and advancing age, to play basketball, and still play full court a couple of times a week. I'm a guitar player, mostly acoustic, and favor country rock and blues. Over the last few years, I've developed a hobby of researching and writing history, mostly pertaining to some things my ancestors were involved in, and have now had two articles published, with third in final production, and a new one about US troops in Siberia during World War I.

Why I am a Mormon

My father's parents were a mystery to me. My grandfather died before I was born, and my grandmother died when I was only an infant. A random recollection of seeing my grandfather's missionary journals came back to me when I was reading about the Galveston hurricane of 1900 that killed almost 10,000 people. I got a copy of my grandfather's journals from my brother, and found that my grandfather was in Galveston in September of 1900, and lived through and wrote about the hurricane. I connected with him in a way that I never had before. As I learned more about him and his life, I also got interested in his parents. They had left England in 1869, got married when they got to the United States, and then were called by Brigham Young in 1873 to help colonize a desolate desert area of Arizona along the Little Colorado River. Over the course of half a year, they lost all their earthly possessions, a thriving business, and suffered great hardships. The difficulties in that trip forced them and their companions to return home, defeated. Yet they picked themselves up and started over. My great grandfather became a doctor, his wife helped in nursing and helping to run a country drug store, and raised a large family. Their story led me to my first history article about that trip to Arizona, which was published in the Journal of Mormon History in 2011. Part of being a Mormon means an understanding of the extension of family into the eternities. To me, that means that as I believe I will see these people, my ancestors, when we pass beyond this life, not only will I be reunited with family members that I've know, but those that I haven't. I would like to think that I have learned about them so that I will know them there. I believe that we are eternal; that we existed before we came here as spirit beings, and will return to our Father in Heaven. I am just as much a part of his family, as I am of my own parents and ancestors.

How I live my faith

I was raised a Mormon, but in college I had a time where I didn't attend church. As my future wife and I started dating, though, I was reminded of things that were missing in my life. I guess I've always had good feelings about the church, but it is easy sometimes to forget. As I started to attend church meetings again, I felt a renewal of the confirmations of the Holy Ghost, and it felt like returning home. Since getting married, Katie and I have always been involved in church service. I have found that in serving in the church, you learn to love people for who they are, and become less judgmental. My wife and I have both been involved in teaching, in some leadership roles, and in serving others. I find myself constantly measuring myself against the parable of the sheep and the goats in Matthew chapter 25, and hoping that I can be found amongst the sheep on the Savior's right hand. I'm not perfect, but I am always trying to do better. One important aspect of what the church has meant to me has to do with family. Both my parents are gone now, and I never knew my father's parents. I have always valued the example and the love shown me by my Mom and Dad, and my Mom's parents, who lived on a farm in Idaho. From all of them, I learned about work, and learned about trying to live with integrity. I've tried to teach this to our children as well, and while none of us live without difficulties in our lives, we can still work hard, and always maintain our integrity. Our youngest son has had to deal with some medical issues, and it has been difficult for him and for us. But through all of this, our love for him has increased, and our ability to deal with trials and difficulties has increased.