1982

This picture reminds me of the sunrise route I took to early morning seminary while attending the Carson Valley High School. From the Genoa road you could see the whole Carson Valley like a patchwork quilt of farm land, the straight ribbon of highway running through, the fantastic sunrise! As a young women I knew the meaning of life, I felt so alive and such gratitude. This is also the breathtaking view from our home atop a crest of hill just below the Sierra Mountains Job's Peak. Green valley and snow capped mountains. For a 'poor' man dad provided us some good living (Tahoe pines and mountain lake, the Palouse rolling green hills, blooming desert oasis that my mom created, Colorado Rockies, the Eifles of Germany, California coast, great road trips) This was practicly the scene from our home above Carson Valley only a little more southernly.

1776-1976

1776 - 1976- I remember the liberty bell, the freedom train, disco balls, people dance funny, dad braught home a truck load of snow home to sacramento, swim lessons, drive in movies, star wars, road shows, mary k. and mark got married, dad was the humble church custodian and the prophet shook his hand. We reffered reverently to president Kimball as "Yoda Man". That's the year I was baptized by my father.