We had already made a trip to Wendell this summer but it was important to me to be at my Grandma's funeral. Down we went again!
Again there was a lot of playing with cousins and jumping on the trampoline. We were able to visit with a lot of family that we hadn't seen in a long time which was fun.
My Grandpa Dale and I.
My Grandpa and his children:
We were touched at te outpouring of support from the community of Wendell. There was a sign that said "Donate to Wendell Rec Dist in memory of Phyllis Bunn" at the local grocery store.
Everyone got horse rides thanks to Grandpa:
I don't know if you can tell by my Dad's face but Audrey Mae is the apple of his eye:
Justin's first time of a horse ever!
Even I got in on the fun. This picture perfectly illustrates the relationship between my father and I:
This picture is here to remind me of my sweet Dad grabbing his chainsaw and slicing me some wood rounds after I mentioned that I could use them for a Relief Society party:



























2 comments:
I'm so sorry to hear about your Grandma, Becky. She was my 4th grade teacher and always one of my favorites!
Thanks Sam! That's so nice!
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