Sunday was Father's Day. I learned through the grapevine that Suz, Scott and Juju were the speakers in their ward that Sunday. Suz had kept that quiet but Cheryl spilled the beans (thank goodness) as that is something I would have flown to hear.
I checked with Suz and if she were to be embarrassed, I would not come but she said it was ok.
Here is the family group on a peak overlooking Salt Lake City. The entire family participated in the program. There is Tilly, Zandy, Timmy in the front with JuJu, Suz and Scott in the back. The kids all have proper names but this is how they are known in the family.
Suz lives very close to us on about 1310 South and 1500 East in the Bonneville 2nd ward. The Bonneville stake has been a backbone of the Church with many leaders coming out of that unit.
It was a great meeting. Juju got up and presented a talk that she composed herself and I was impressed with her thoughts, spirit and delivery. Suz had a sweet talk about fathers and her father. She talked about some of the family traditions, family prayer, scripture reading and Family Home Evening and mentioned how Elvis the Parrot would always say amen after the prayer. She talked about the Saturday trips to the farm and told about the time we harvested potatoes. We did not weed well so potato finding was like finding buried treasure in the wild. The kids all got dirty and we found a good pile of potatoes but when we drove back home and stopped at Meiers for the traditional ice cream cone, we saw they were selling potatoes for 98 cents/10 pounds. Oh well. She gave a sweet talk and that is one of the moments parents treasure. Scott gave a good talk on fatherhood and spoke of his father. The kids all got p and sang primary songs about Fathers. Suz's kids doubled the Primary.
We then went over to Suz's for lunch with John, Kaley and their two boys. It was a wonderful time. We spent time with Cheryl and her family later and that was great.
All three missionaries are doing well. Thanks for sharing their letters.
We love you all,
Mom and Dad