Hey Dad, we missed you at the reunion last week. But, then again, You were watching us.
It was another success.
Dean and his family were in charge this year.
All I had to do was help by getting out of the way.
We had around 80 this year.
Some were unable to come because of accidents or work or having a baby.
I think mom said 101 in your legacy so far.
All in all, everyone had a good time.
We did the Friday evening meal at Devils Garden this year.
It looked like the landing on Normandy Beach with all the vehicles in the parking lot.
We watched and wondered as the clouds grew dark and got closer and closer.
I took the grandkids and walked up to the rocks.
When the cloud burst open, the rain fell and got a few wet and made others scramble for cover.
I watched from the safety of the rock overhang and gave gratitude for the moisture.
We have only had a small amount of rain this summer and the reservoir is getting low. I wonder if you could shake and rattle the clouds a bit and get them to share their bounty of water.
I think Mom enjoyed everyones company, she was kept busy trying to count everyone. I brought her down with me and she spent a couple of weeks telling me stories that I had never heard and a few that I had.
Saturday activities haven’t changed much, kids parade, main parade, turn around and see it again.
The shootout is just as it was years ago ... loud.
Brunch, events and food at the park.
I don’t think any of our bunch went to the rodeo.
Supper was great and then we sat around, visited and waited for the fireworks. Eight thousand dollars the town spent of fireworks this year. Even though the town can’t afford to pay for needed services, the fireworks remain a top priority.
It wasn’t as hot this year, Alan furnished his tents for shade which allowed us all to relax a bit.
The little ones enjoyed the tire swing and the sand pile.
Mom is slowing down a bit, she tries to hide it but I noticed it.
A few stayed for church but with the meeting at 11, most wanted to start for home.
It took me a couple of days to do the final clean up but it was fun to see the old place come alive once again.
My garden is doing good, my policy of allowing the weeds to stay as long as they don’t get any taller than the vegetables is working good.
Ben Porter sold his Escalante house and is going to be staying in Provo year round. He surprised us all. He had a bit of a scare earlier this summer and wants to stay closer to a hospital. Look for him to arrive before long.
I send my love to you all, Gary
PS ... we were all blue shirts this year
