Some choose to believe that life is a happenstance. Things just happen by luck or as the natural order of things. I choose to believe that a loving Father in Heaven watches over us and is active in our daily lives.
Our home has a semi detached apartment. It has been rented constantly since we first move in over 30 years ago. Before our last renters moved they "spread-the-word" the apartment would be available. One month passed, then two. This was a very strange thing. No longer than two week without renters had been the pattern.
Bill and I felt no push to find a new renter though it would have been to our advantage for many reasons. Then in March Sarah told us that Randy would no longer be stationed here and would have to return to New Mexico. She asked if she could come home and stay with us. Family was very inportant at this time because Maren's third heart surgery was looming before us.
Coincidence? To add to the story, Randy received a temporary transfer to DC and will remain with his family.
There certainly are big miracle. Maren is one of those. Then there are the little things that happen everyday. I believe in miracles.
What a wonderful time everyone had with family. Bill still can't believe how everyone got along so well.
Come live with me and be my love
And we will all the pleasures prove
That valleys, groves, hills, and fields,
Woods or steepy mountain yields.
Cosomel Mexico Bill is the one on the right
Duane and Kaye
Party to introduce Bill to the Ward
Dearest Bill Taken at Brookside Gardens. This picture was enclosed with our wedding invitation
On My Own Beverly Lorz and I showed our kids that we knew how to tap dance
Together Forever Dennis loved his work and received many awards. This was taken at one award ceremony.
Happy the Bride
Engagement -- Hummmmm A return missionary with clevage.
La Rochelle France On the Ferry that crossed the channel to Il de Re One Saturday each month the Branch would host a picnic on the Island. The missionaries invited investigators. At the end of the picnic we held a group cottage meeting.
Roubaix France My first city. My companion was Linda Hall, Dennis' cousin. Dennis is the last on the right.
I'll go where you want me to go. I'll do what you want me to do. I'll be what you want me to be.
High School Dance My first and only dance. It was girls choice. I had a horrible time.
Duane and I took dancing lessons from Johnny Patchin. He danced on broadway during his younger life and retired to SLC. We danced at reviews all over the SL valley. This routine was "Steppin' Out With My Baby."
Brother and Sister Mom made Duane's shirt from her wedding dress and my dress from an old formal.
Mom made this dress also. At each peak around the neckline she embrodered pink rosettes.
Taken at our first house on Quale Avenue. My friend was the neighbors dog.
Mom made this little outfit from her wedding dress. She also crocheted little white slippers.