THE REST OF THE STORY

This picture was taken last year in September in Heber Utah at the Church's mega girls camp area. We had a wonderful time!!! Our whole family is here although Xander was still in the oven. We wanted to get married in the Temple but neither of us knew the gospel at all so we decided to get married and go to the Temple on our One Year anniversary. So here is the engagment story and kind of the story of our life. It was near Father's Day and Larry was at my house and we were going to Provo so my Mom gave me $20 and asked me to get my Dad a robe for Fathers. On our way to Provo we decided we were going to go look at engagement rings and being the young fools we were, we went directly to Bullock and Lossee (a jewlery store) and we looked at rings and of course I found one I loved so Larry gave them the $20 my Mom had given me to buy my Dad's Fathers Day present as a down payment on my ring...CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT??? So we immediately drove down University Avenue, where Larry lived at the time and he asked his Mom to loan him $20. So we did what my Mom wanted us to do and later that day we went and picked up my ring. There on University Avenue in the Ambulance/Hearse right in front of Bullock and Lossee Larry asked me to marry him. We set our wedding date for November 28, 1969. The day I sent out our wedding invitations he got his draft notice to report to Fort Lewis Washington one week after our wedding day. By the way we were married by my Bishop Collin Allen in the Springville Art Museum.
On a very blizzardy early morning, one week after our wedding I drove through snow drifts to take him to Provo to get on the bus for Salt Lake City and then he would fly to Ft. Lewis. You can imagine how we felt!!! He was there for about one week and they sent him home for three weeks for Christmas, it was great having him home. We still had our apartment which was a wing of an old pioneer home. Then he had to go back so I move all our stuff out of the apartment and moved in with my Mom. My Dad was working in California. About a week later Larry called and said while they were doing basic training they had to carry a big guy on their back and run around the barracks. He collapsed because we all know he has bad knees. So he went to the hospital and the Dr. said if you want you can get out of the army because you have a real bad knee. So, of course, he said where do I sign. So I called our landlord Mr.Kimball and said can we still have the apartment because my husband is getting out of the army. He was in for a total of 52 days! No veteran benefits for us. He would have gone straight to Viet Nam in infantry. The rest is history!!! For Tiff's sake I have to humiliate myself by telling about my cute cousin. One day Larry was at my Grandma's house to see me. This was quite early in our courtship and I handed him a picture of me and said this is my cousin don't you think she is cute? Of course he knew it was me......So there you go Tiff!!