Mom and I spent Saturday decorating graves. My Dad's looked so nice, I decided to take a picture of it. It's still hard to believe he's been gone 13 years. We all miss him so much. I keep thinking how much he would have loved the cabin at Bear Lake.
We went to the Springville cemetary, and as I walked up to my grandparents grave, I spotted a friend who I served in the R.S. presidency with and found out her grandparents are buried right next to mine! What a coincidence to be at the cemetary at the same time decorating graves of ancestors next to each other!
We were able to visit Mom's brother & sister-in-law, Uncle Scott and Aunt Carol. We had a really nice visit and they reluctantly agreed to have a picture taken. I thought it would be nice to take one especially since they don't see each other that often. Mom always says "Whiskey" to get herself to smile, but I don't think it worked this time!









