grandma and grandpa

i love you grandma and grandpa you know why?

you give me your love

you give me presents every year  

you talk to me

you make me feel up not down 

you make me feel so great 

you know how i feel  

there are many reasons but i have to go

I love you! 

A Family - Wade

My favorite memory is not so specific and covers a wide range of time rather than just a moment, but I will do my best to convey it.  I think my favorite memory was the entire period of time leading up to Amy and my wedding.  I remember thinking that things had better work out with Amy because I was going to be a member of this family no matter what.  There was just a peaceful feeling in your home and I found that I preferred to be there even if Amy was at work.  I had such great times watching baseball and simply talking with you both whether over Cheez-its and pickles or just sitting in the front room.  I think one of the main reasons that I knew so quickly that I wanted to marry Amy was that I already felt at home.  Thanks for all the memories and the wonderful times!

Sweet Nancy - Jose

Sweet Nancy, I’m reminded of you every day by the reflection of love, patience and Christ like attributes you have imprinted on your beautiful daughter Wendy. She is always serving with patience and the sweetest demeanor that makes everyone feel special. She’s always teaching everyone around her to be Christ like by her example. This makes me thank my Heavenly Father every day for you and the wonderful mother that you were and continue to be to her. I love you Nancy. Thanks for all the sacrifices you have made for your family and teaching them to be children of our Heavenly Father, I have been blessed to be a part of your family.

Soccer Star Jeff - Jose

I still remember the day when we were in the living room of the snow home in Alamogordo. Jeff you had the ball and were anxious to show your kids your fancy foot works with a soccer ball. You started bouncing the ball off your feet and went to do a “Soccer Star” pass when quite unexpectedly the soccer ball was suddenly possessed by a satanic spirit, it caused it to ricochet off your foot like a speeding bullet into the church pulpit like stand that was holding your TV and VCR. All of a sudden, time slowed down to a crawl so the whole family could see the TV and VCR come tumbling down in slow motion. Once the dust settled and we could all see that both the TV & VCR were not spared by that satanic possessed soccer ball, we all turned in horror to see what Papa would do. To our surprise, you just chuckled igniting an uproar in the whole family, and we all praised your excellent soccer skills.

Arizona- Porter

I'm pretty sure we all loved Arizona... I mean who wouldn't. That's where most of us Glemsers were born anyways. I remember when we moved to Arizona again after we left (and I'm pretty sure we left behind something because not long after everyone started to move). Anyways where was I... ah yes the good times we had in Arizona (before everyone left because of the Velasquezes). I remember we would host pool parties, my favorites. We cousins had fun with other cousins and some aunts and uncles would also go in the pool and socialize. Most adults though would go in  our vast living room and chat. I would love coming in after being all dry and socializing with the adults even though they used huge and extraordinary vocabulary that for a nine year-old boy would be hard to understand. I would just nod and smile like I would understand everything when I understood nothing (especially with Grandpa's words about aliens).

I would love on the Thanksgiving and Christmas time we were there the tasty varieties of pies Grandma would make and the presents she would deliver. She would actually bring presents as good as Santa's. I would always love that. Being in Arizona was the best. We should go there for a family reunion sometime soon. Those were the best memories of my life.

A.O.G.G.-Mari

Grandpa, I will never forget how this summer you introduced me to Anne of Green Gables! When you pulled   it out and told me we were going to watch it I was not too excited. I thought it was going to be some boring old movie. But Wow! I was liked hooked after the first "episode."  Never in a million years would I have thought that I would like Anne of Green Gables. Grandpa, spending time with you and grandma this past summer was amazing. I loved hearing all your funny, witty remarks to things! I am very grateful for you and how you so diligently study the scriptures! You know sooooo much about this great gospel and I am so grateful for your wonderful example of how to actually study, not just read, the scriptures. I will never forget the conversations that we had at your kitchen table. Thank you for answering all of my questions even though sometimes they were kinda confusing:). Grandpa there is not a doubt in my mind that you do not have a testimony of this gospel. I literally do not know anyone else who studies it as much as you. I love you very much and look forward to spending more time with you!<33Mari

Sleepovers-Mari

Grandma I will never forget our awesome sleepovers that we had at your house in Arizona! I remember you would come meet me half way when i was walking to your house from my school. We would always catch up on the new episode of "the next food network star", and you would always have the best snacks for me. One of my favorite parts was when we would go on our walks with Maggie early in the morning (or at least early for me). I  will always remember how loving and patient and kind you were with Grandma Boomer. I still remember when we went to visit her in the hospital. Though it was sad to see her in pain, it showed me how much love you and grandpa had for her. Grandma you are such a great example to me and everyone who meets you. You always seem to leave someone happier than they were before they saw you! I love you so very much and I am so glad you made a valiant decision to raise your family in this wonderful gospel that we have. Everyone can tell that you  have such a strong testimony just by your simple, daily actions. I hope one day i could have such a sweet, loving, and caring heart like you do! I Love You<333

Carnesaria-Marcus

Grandpa, oh how i loved going to that carnesaria in Phoenix. You would love to take me and Nick there and get those little marsapan patties that pretty much shaped my childhood. You would always get us those little mexican gums i loved so much. There is nowone more helpful, intelegent, and most of all spiritual! i love you grandpa! :)

Ice cream shop-Marcus

Grandma, how could i forget the little ice cream shop on the corner that you would kindly take ma and Marri to. Oh the memorries of that little ice cream shop. I would always love when you would take me there on hot Arizona summer days. But when I was so sad when we found out it was torn down it seemed you made it your mission to make it up to me. You are the most careing person i know! I love you! :)

Our biggest fan! - Laurel

I honestly believe that there has never been a dad more proud of their children than our dad! During those stressful high school years, when everyone's opinion of you is such a big part your life, Dad made sure we each knew how much he loved us and how special he thought we were! Even though he worked 6 days a week with very long hours each day, he still tried to be at every one of our choir concerts and play performances. And you always knew where Dad was sitting, even if you couldn't see him! You could hear him...hear him cheering and clapping louder than anyone else! I LOVED walking over to Dad at the end of a performance! He always had the biggest smile on his face and would give you a big hug and kiss on the cheek and tell you how WONDERFUL you did! What I really appreciate is that Dad made me feel just as important and special as Tim and Sarah. Even though I never had lead roles in the plays or did solo performances like they did, he made me feel that I was just as good as they were! I think Dad knew that I often felt like I lived in Tim and Sarah's shadows, and he did his best to make sure I knew just how proud he was of me! Me...his quite, never says much, off to the side little girl! Dad, I know you love me! I have ALWAYS known you love me! You have done such an AMAZING job of showing that love! You continue to show that love everyday! I feel like every time I talk to you, all you do is tell me how much you love and admire me and how very proud you are of me! You are the father we all needed, Dad! You are OUR patriarch, just like Lehi! You have led and continue to lead us through this wilderness of life! We could not have asked for a better leader! I LOVE YOU, Dad!!!

A great man!- Julie

 Dad you truly are an amazing person!  This family is so blessed to have you. You have always known just what to say to me when I needed guidance. One of my most special memories of you is a recent one. When you and mom were visiting us right after Trace was born. We were being told that Trace had some medical problems and I was feeling so scared and sad. I remember Rusty asking you if you would give Trace a blessing. The spirit was so strong and I felt all my worries wash away. It was such a special night for me and gave me so much peace! Talking to you has always done that for me. You know just what to say exactly when I need to hear it. You are a spiritual giant Dad and I thank the Lord for you every day.
 I also love your sense of humor! I think you passed that on to all of us! Your laugh is just contagious. I always love watching you when you find something humorous. It just makes me so happy. I'll never forget when you would watch Leave it to Beaver and just laugh and laugh! That show is on Netflix now and I love watching it because it makes me think of you and the times we would watch it together at night.
 Another thing I will never forget is a night when I was trying to do a report for my government class and I was just crying and crying because I felt so overwhelmed and I didn't understand the topic I was supposed to be writing about. I remember you came and sat down at the table, put your arm around me and said "its no big deal Julie we'll figure it out". I told you the topic and you proceeded to tell me everything you knew about it! I was amazed at how much you knew about it and you made it so easy for me to understand. You helped me through the whole assignment and if I remember right I got an A! Thanks for always being there for me Dad! 

Unconditional love- Julie

 Oh mom I have so many tender memories of you!! I remember in 6th grade a group of my friends talking about how annoying their moms were and how they couldn't stand them, and I was just thinking what? I love my mom! I remember telling them how sad that was because my mom is awesome!!! Its true Mom you really are awesome! I'll never forget the time when it was the thing at school to bring a Lunchable for lunch. Well of course I wanted to be cool so I begged  you to by me some Lunchables but you told me they were just too expensive. I remember just being really sad about it. So one day when I sat down for lunch I opened my lunch box and saw a Tupperware dish in it that had 3 compartments. I opened it up and saw that you made me my own " Lunchable" ! You put Ritz crackers, cheese slices, and ham in it. You even took time to cut the ham in circles like they would be in a Lunchable and threw in a little candy bar too! I was so shocked and so happy. I still remember the kids sitting around me saying "wow my mom would never to that for me!" It made me feel so special and loved.

 I also want to thank you for teaching me what it means to really be like Christ! I remember a time when we went to get some dinner at Filibertos and I was waiting in the car while you ran in. There was a lady sitting out front who looked, well, creepy. She looked like she hadn't showered in days and everyone walking in was trying to avoid her. When you came out you went and started talking to her. I was thinking "what is Mom doing?" Then the women got up and started walking to the car with you. I thought "oh great what are we doing?" You opened the door and said we were going to give her a ride. I remembered how bad the lady smelled but you were so nice to her the whole ride. When we got to where she needed to go you gave her the little change you had and we said goodbye. You could tell how grateful she was for you. I asked you why you offered to do that for her and you told me that you felt the holy ghost tell you she needed help. You taught me a couple lessons that day. First not to judge others and second to always listen to the spirit and follow its promptings! 

My Jingle Bell - Alice

Grandma and Grandpa sent me a jingle bell on a necklace for Christmas. I love my jingle bell. I wear it all the time and call it my "pretties." I dance all over our house with my necklace. It jingles wherever I go. Mommy says I remind her of a little cow with a bell when I wear it. Mommy always knows where I am when I wear it.

Service With a Smile--Amy Ruth

Mom, you have always been a shining example to me of Christlike service.  For as long as I've known you, I've watched you serve others willingly and HAPPILY.  That is something that I tend to struggle with...but when I think of you, it helps me to realize that I CAN ENJOY IT!

When we both lived in AZ and you were so close to Target, I LOVED how you would willingly let me drop off Josie each week so I could get some much needed alone time wandering the isles of Target.  I know Josie LOVED getting to spend time with her Grandma, and I LOVED getting to be ALONE!!  Thank you so much for that!

The biggest example of your unfailing Christlike service was when you had Grandma Boomer living with you.  You took care of her and loved her like Jesus would have.  You never complained about the burden.  You were so patient with her.  You are truly an angel in my eyes.  I strive every day to have that feeling of unselfish service for others.

I love you so much and I'm eternally grateful that you are MY MOTHER for eternity!!

Winning You Over With Cookies - Katy

I just want to reminisce on the first time I met you both! (You know, back when I was stalking your son who was eight years older than fresh-out-of-high-school me.) It was a Sunday night, and we were still barely dating. I decided to "stop by" with some cookies (cough, cough, aka an excuse to see and flirt with Tim). I made my famous "gaggies," which are really just no-bake cookies, but everyone seems to love them. I thought to myself, Cookies are good. Cookies will score me points with his parents! I even made sure I wore a nice skirt and blouse. (I figured I needed to look more mature than my age.) I was really nervous, to be honest, especially when Jeff came downstairs to talk to me! But we had a nice conversation in the family room (Jeff asked me lots of questions about what I thought of Tim, what I thought of his music, etc . . . had to make sure I supported him, right?), and Jeff and Nancy thought my cookies were delicious, and I was able to breathe a sigh of relief. I guess I passed the test, because I kind of married their son. Bahaha. And now here we are . . . five-and-a-half years of marriage later, and I am SO thankful for amazing in-laws! You have truly become more than that; you are dear friends and kindred spirits to me. I love you and miss you so much! Merry Christmas! :)

Power in the Priesthood--Amy Ruth

Dad, I have always loved how you have been the head of your family and used your Priesthood to bless and guide each of us.

One of the most powerful blessings I have ever received was given to me by you--right before we moved to Texas.  I will never forget how close I felt to my Savior as you were giving me a Father's Blessing.  One of the things that I remembered most is that you told me I would live to see my grandchildren.  I can't tell you how many times over the past few years that that promise has comforted me and reminded me that I have a father in heaven who is mindful of me.

Thank you for always being worthy to be in instrument in the Lord's hands, and the excellent example of Priesthood leadership you have been for your boys (and daughters, too)!  I'm so grateful that we will be an eternal family and that I will ALWAYS have you to help lead and guide us.  I love you!

Trash, Trash, Trash! - Rusty

Nancy, I’ll never forget your selfless service of taking Cardon for us in the mornings after Trace was born.  One particular morning I remember waking up and noticing it was very quiet.  I stepped out of our room and figured you had taken him for a walk, so I went outside and looked down the street.  There you were with Cardon, walking up to each trash can and looking inside at the insistence of Cardon.  I couldn’t help but laugh because I understood how annoying that was, and how heavy he was too!  I appreciate you doing that for us, and still think of that every trash day when there are dozens of cans lining our street.

The True Meaning of Baseball - Rusty

Anyone that knows me knows that I could talk about sports nonstop.  Baseball, basketball, football, it doesn’t matter.  Being the sports aficionado that I am, I always enjoy discussing important matters such as the Diamondbacks pitching rotation and the Suns lousy front office.  It is a special treat to be able to talk about these things with a fellow sports enthusiast.   Jeff, you are one of these kindred spirits that I enjoy talking to.  There are plenty of “fake” sports fans out there, ones who watch but don’t truly understand what it is all about.  Your visits down to Arizona have brought many opportunities to just talk, and I’ve enjoyed them greatly.  Discussing the many intricacies of baseball during your last visit was particularly fun, and I look forward to having many more deep “doctrinal” discussions like this again.

See You at the Temple - Rusty

Back before kids controlled our lives, Julie and I were able to go to the temple quite a bit.  Oftentimes we’d go on Friday nights after work.  Julie would be able to go early and do some initiatory work until I was able to get there.  I would always enjoy seeing the both of you working in the temple, whether we saw you in the hallways, at the veil, or other places.  We never had much time to talk and visit, but it was always nice to see you there.  You two are great examples for us of service and dedication to the Lord.  We miss not seeing you there anymore, but I will always remember those times in the Mesa Temple.

Toilet Bowl

You all know I can't resist....I have to tell this one.  I was in 5th grade and we were living in Mesa right by Reed Park and I had gotten something in my eye that I couldn't get out.  I went in to Mom and Dad's room and I was complaining about the object in my eye - so Dad told me to go stick my head in the toilet and open my eyes and flush - that would get it out.  So that is exactly what I did.  I can't remember if it worked, but Mom and Dad were shocked that I actually did it.  I remember them laughing and then I was laughing and, if I remember right, Wendy and Amy were laughing too.  At least we can all laugh together!!!  This is just one of the many life lessons I learned from you Dad - now I know what to do if I ever get dirt or dust in my eye.  But what do I do if there is no toilet nearby?

-Mike

I LOVE to go to the beach! - Bryce

I know I remember when it was night time and they put on some big lights! No...little lights, but they shine! I remember we were walking to the beach. I know I eat some little bit of strawberries at their house! I know we went somewhere. We went to all the beaches. I love Grandma and Grandpa! :)

Tyler's Memories!

I remember the lighthouse. We went up there. The steps were pretty long! At the top there was this spot we had to stay on. I remember the room we slept in had a fake owl and a lot of books and Christmas lights. I liked the room! I remember the time we went to the beach and we got a starfish. We got to go on a boat that took us to the other side. There was a beach on the other side. I remember going to the pizza shop. There was ice cream too! And that's it!
Merry Christmas, Grandma and Grandpa!

My Seminary Teacher - Laurel

I have to say, I feel very fortunate to have had Mom as my seminary teacher for 3 of my 4 years of seminary. I could not have asked for a better teacher! Mom had a way of making the scriptures come alive! From the little tire spoke she gave us to represent the iron rod to the fishing hook bracelet to remind us to be "fishers of men"...those years were very special for me!
I loved the time Mom had us look through magazines to find a picture of a baby to put in our scriptures to go along with the "...out of the mouth of babes" scripture! My baby was so cute, and I remember thinking that I was going to have a baby that looked just like that baby someday!
I still have the heart Mom had us make to go with the scripture "...and make you a new heart and a new spirit," with my list of things I had to do to make a new heart and a new spirit on the back! I love seeing it in my scriptures when I flip though them!
I will never forget the day we were studying 1 Nephi 19:7, which talks about how some people "...trample under their feet" things of great worth, "... Yea, even the very God of Israel do men trample under their feet." Mom took a picture of the Savior and placed it on the ground and was about to step all over it when everyone in the room gasped! It was such a strong visual and I will never forget the feelings it stirred in me that day!
I remember around Christmas time one year Mom had us watch "The Mailbox." It made us all cry! I saw it on Netflix the other day and we watched it as a family! I forgot how depressing that movie is!!!
Mom often had us sing "Scripture Power," and we would raise our scriptures proudly throughout the chorus! "Armies of Helaman" was another one of her favorites!
The day we made our own "Title of Liberty" was another one of my favorites!
I won't ever forget one Christmas when Mom had us draw names and do a "gift of the heart" exchange! I drew Kyle Thomas' name, and that in and of itself made it really hard for me! You all know how much I LOVED Kyle! :) I remember being in my room one afternoon, looking around at all my things, trying to think of what I could give away. My eyes stopped on my picture of the angles helping the pioneers push their handcarts through the snow. I LOVED this picture, and my first thought was, "No way! There is NO WAY I'm giving that up!" But I felt the prompting and knew it was the gift I needed to give to Kyle! I know what I felt that day...the sacrifice that it was to give up something I loved and cherished to someone else...was exactly what Mom wanted us to feel!
My all time favorite memory, though, is when Mom had us write our testimony on a chain link and she mailed the chain to Pres. Eyring! I think even Mom was surprised that Pres. Eyring wrote back and told us how much he enjoyed out "testimony chain" and that he sat and read each of our testimonies with his family! What neat ideas Mom had!
As a mom now myself, I don't know how you did it Mom! I can barely get up at 6:50 to make my boys' lunches! Yet, you got up early every morning to share your love of the scriptures with a bunch of tired teenagers! And then you would go home to a house full of toddlers all day! I often recall walking in from school and seeing you asleep on the couch with your scriptures and seminary manual open on your lap! I know it must have taken a toll on you, but I dearly appreciate the sacrifice you made to teach! Like I said before, I could not have asked for a better teacher! I truly believe that! You helped strengthen my testimony of the scriptures so much during those years, Mom! I still have the letter you wrote me one year at Christmas time! I keep it in my journal and often pull it out and read it when I need to be uplifted! You were and are so in tune with the spirit, Mom! You knew just how to make each of your students feel loved and special! Thank you for being my teacher!

Fun with Grandpa - Brandon

Jeff, one of my favorite memories of you is when you and Nancy came to visit us in our home in Phoenix.  I believe I have this on video and that is why I remember it so much, but Ryan was loving being with you.  You and I and Ryan were sitting outside in the backyard and Ryan was smiling up a storm.  At that time he was little, but wanted to joke around with you.  I remember him trying to copy every word you said right after you would say it.  You could tell that he was very glad to have such a fun grandpa. 

Thanks for making my children smile.

More makeup please - Brandon

I can't say that I remember your exact words Nancy, but one of my favorite memories of you is when I saw Laurel for the first time with out makeup.  I had come over to visit Laurel before we were married and she had not put on any makeup on at that point.  I think you saw my face of shock because I remember you saying that all of your girls looked a lot different without makeup.  From that point on I have always noticed that you pay very close attention to the people around you and how they are feeling.  Thank you for always paying attention to my family and always being concerned about us.  

moving to oregon/ josie :] / merry x-mas

 i remember when we were in oregon for the first time. we wanted to see grandma and grandpa first. we were soo exited! i remember being asleep when we got there. i was so happy to see them and little bear. i love them so much and i hope we will be able to see them again. i had so much fun with them. they will live in my heart forever. :]

The Visit - Ethan

           I remember when i went to grandpa and grandmas house in Arizona, it was my first time going there.  I was so happy to see them and spend time with them.  When I got there I hugged them so hard and ran around the house.  I saw there was some dog food and thought twice about eating it.
           I was curious about why it was there.  I left still not knowing grandma had a dog.  Later grandma said, "Do you guys want to see my dog Maggie in the backyard''.  I exploded with excitement as I ran across the kitchen to the door.  I peered through the window of the door shifting my eyes back and forth looking for the beautiful creature.
           Grandma walked to the door and saw me looking through the door.  I don't think I was able to reach the handle but I might have.  Grandma smiled at me and asked if I could see it.  I smiled back and answered by nodding my head frantically.  Grandpa came and opened the door, Josie was the first one to run out and meet Maggie.  We had a blast with them and before I knew it I had to go to bed upstairs in a room.  I slept great exited for the next day.
              

The moves!

Ok, nobody faint...I'm actually writing something.  Where do I start, there are so many memories?

For my first one, I would like to share some memories of our moves.  Ah yes, the Glemser family vacations (ie. moving) back and forth from heaven to...well you know.  I guess we all have a bit of gypsy in us now - since many of us have moved around after getting married.  

I remember all the fun you and I had in the U-Hall Dad.  Well it was fun for me - not sure if you shared my lighthearted view of the road.  I remember when crossing the high desert in southern Utah it was so cold that the diesel in the U-Hall froze and the truck stopped in the middle of nowhere.  This was of course, before cell phones.  I can't remember how we got someone to help us, but I think someone stopped and then I believe you went with them to the closest town and brought back a mechanic (I'm fuzzy on that) but I do remember the Lord definitely was with us and helped us though.  We did eventually get moving again.  I sure did love riding in the truck - we always had our "trucker hats" on.

On perhaps the same move or it could have been another - we had gotten stuck in a parking lot because you were towing a car behind the U-hall and it became hopelessly jack knifed behind us - I remember that being a very cold night as well - I don't think you got much sleep that night.

We must have always moved in the winter Because the next event I remember was when we were going over the pass to get into Montana (I believe it's Monida pass) the blizzard conditions were so bad we could not see but a few feet in from of us - I was just thrilled we were back in the promised land, but I am sure your knuckles were white and you were praying we would survive!  Mom was somewhere behind us and it was Angels that kept her and the rest of the kids safe that's for sure!  

I loved spending all of that time with you Dad!  I have always loved being on the road and I am sure it was from those times.  I have laughed to myself on all of my own misadventures moving - remembering the ones we had together.  The apple does not fall too far from the tree.  You are always with me Dad - on every move and every adventure in my life your spirit is close, even though you may be far away.  What a great adventure we have had.

Mike

Our First Meeting - Tiffany

I will always remember the first time I met Mom and Dad. It was the day before Father's Day in 2006, and John and I had barely started dating. All of the couples who lived in the valley went to a Temple session together as a special Father's Day gift and John and I were meeting up with everyone outside of the Temple. I was feeling a little bit nervous, but that feeling soon vanished when we met. I instantly felt welcomed into the family and Mom and Dad were so kind and sweet. Later at the restaurant, Mom was trying to get all of the kids to sign a card for Dad without him noticing. It was John's turn and Mom needed him to move over to the side so Dad wouldn't see him. Of course John wasn't paying attention so she said to me in her sweet voice, "Tiffany, why don't you stand over here, because John will go wherever you go." I loved it! I knew I was going to marry John, and this was the wonderful family I was going to be a part of!
I will be eternally grateful to you for the amazing man that you have raised! He has been such a special blessing to me all because of you.

John and Tiffany, Summer 2006

Another Comforter - Johnny

Mom,
You were always my main source of comfort as a child.  Whether lost at White Sands or seemingly dying on the Gila River, you were what kept me going and I always wanted to be, and still do, where you were/are.  You have always been a great comfort to me.  Because I know that you are Celestial bound, may I be there with you?

Hometeaching - Johnny

Dad, I absolutely loved being your hometeaching companion!  I wish I still was.  I remember that every family we hometaught, you made them feel that they were valued, and absolutely essential in the Lord's church.  I watched you serve, give blessings, teach and expound the scriptures, laugh and cry with our families.  I saw the Savior through you and learned at an early age that it was much better to be good than bad.

Forgotten? - Johnny

During high school, at Thunderbird, I belonged to a soccer league with a few of my friends.  One evening after practice, I was waiting for Mom and Dad to come pick me up.  Though I probably could have easily gotten a ride from one of my friends, I insisted that I would wait for my own.  One by one, each of my teamates went home with their parents while I was soon left alone in the parking lot.  As you know, patience is not a keen Glemser trait, and after making the 'wise' conclusion that I was surely forgotten, I decided to make the treck home by myself in the dark.  During my tearful walk, I selfishly thought to myself, "how could they forget to pick me up?  Am I not important to them?  Its going to take me a couple of hours to get home.  I wonder if they'll notice that I'm not there and come looking for me.  I bet they'll feel real sorry when they see me walk in the door."  During my internal epilogue and murmuring, a familiar Ford minivan zoomed past.  Despite my attempts to wave the familiar vehicle to a halt, it was too dark and the occupents could not see me.  Now I thought, "I'm in trouble."  They hadn't forgotten me after all!  Now they will wonder where I've gotten to.  They'll be worried.  Thinking it was out of my control, I figured the best thing to do, would be to continue walking home.  A couple of minutes later, dad and mom pulled up along side of me to pick me up.  Though Dad was rightfully upset, I have always remember what he said to me.  "Johnny, we would never forget about you."  I immediately felt their love and quickly repented for the selfish things I had thought. 
You see, our Father in Heaven has not forgotten his children, nor has he abbandoned them to wander aimlessly in the dark to find their own way home.  He has given us Mom and Dad.  They have done a terrific job in leading us to that tree who's fruit is most desirable.  Now it is up to us to lead the rest of our posterity home.  I learned a lesson of patience, and knew that my parents loved me and would never forget about me.  My parents came to this earth before me, and pre-mortally I had to be patient while they discovered the gospel and prepared the vehicle for which was to bring us home.  We knew they would find it, and rejoiced when they did.  There was too much at stake for them not too!

Grandpa is so fun - Jacob

Grandpa always shows me fun stuff on his ipad. He always talks to me about stuff that I want to talk about. Grandpa is very funny and does lots of jokes. He mostly does jokes with Jo, and I love him and I love Grandma too. He is really fun and he loves everybody and whenever he comes to our house he says "is this my little Jacob, and is this my little Ben, and is this my little Katie, and is this my little Emma, and is this my little Jo." Everyone loves him, and that's it. (Jacob told me "and you have to actually write 'and that's it'" :)

She is a good Grandma - Jacob

I loved finding wood at the beach with Grandma.  We made birdhouses and stuff with the wood.  This was fun being at the beach and looking at the waves and finding all different pieces of wood with grandma. I love Grandma because she is so nice, and Grandpa's nice too :). I liked that she face timed with us opening our presents and letting us open our presents. I love that she always buys me Dino pebbles cereal at her house and makes it for me. She is a good grandma.

Good Taste - Old Town/Chinatown Portland - David

I remember the first time we went to downtown Portland for some Chinese food. We had just come from the Portland temple and were looking forward to a good dinner. Unfortunately  the restaurant I had decided to go to was closed so we ended up walking through the darkened streets of Portland looking for another place to eat. I'll be honest, some of those streets can be pretty scary, especially after the sun goes down.

Finally we found the Good Taste restaurant in Old Town/Chinatown. The roasted ducks hanging from the windows and the primarily Asian customers were a sign to us that the food would be good. Our waitress, Michelle, was cheerful and the food was wonderful. The General Tso's Chicken, Egg Rolls, BBQ Pork (char siu) were instantly some of our favorite dishes.  It has become somewhat of a tradition to return when Grandma and Grandpa come to visit.

Hair cut - Sarah

I remember when I was a teenager and decided to cut my hair short for the first time. I was so scared that Dad would be sad about it. He was always telling me how much he loved my long hair and I loved those compliments. I was always so proud of my long hair, but I just wanted a change. Mom kept telling me it would be okay and he would love it. And then she cut it. ;) She was amazing and I loved it (and now that I have girls whose hair I have tried to cut, I realize how amazing it was that mom could do this and make it turn out so cute)! I remember trying to be gone when Dad got home. When I came in I was so scared and close to tears. I don't know if mom said anything to him in advance but he walked right up to me, gave me a big hug and kiss, and told me he loved my hair and that it suited me perfectly. I was the happiest little camper ever. It is still such a gift to hear my Dad tell me he is proud of me.

To: Grandma From: Saint Nick

Grandma,

You are such an amazing person. You are the most loving person I know. I remember when we all lived in North Phoenix and I would come over every Sunday and during the mornings when I was in Kindergarten. I always loved coming to you house and seeing you. And I still remember the time when you took me in your van and I said "Grandma, my feet smell like *sniff sniff* chicken." And you always told us to "Buckle up buttercup." You were always concerned about others and you were always there to help. When I was in Oregon I had a bully problem and I remember you telling me that the boy was probably from a broken home and needed help himself. You always have a Christlike attitude. My greatest memories with you is when I would spend the night at your house and we would wake up early and go walking with Maggie. Then when we got home we would make breakfast and just talk and it was great. I also remember when Grandma Boomer was struggling you were always there to help her. I never heard you complain one time. Omaha was such a fun time. You and Grandpa were just exuberant about life and passed that down to us. I love you Grandma and thank you for everything you have done for me.

Nick

P.S. You make the best pies.

To: Grandpa From: Saint Nick

Grandpa,

You have been such an influence in my life and I think the biggest thing you have done for me is to help me appreciate life. You have always told me that I have an amazing family and an even better mother and father. Though it is hard to believe at times you have really helped me come to love the ones that are closest to me which is hard sometimes. Also you help me just forget about my struggles and have fun. You always poke fun at me in clever ways and I am learning how to get you back slowly but surely. At least I always got a one up on you in good looks. I remember when we first moved to Oregon and we had to take the U-Haul truck back with my dad. I realized how much of a crazy but good driver you were. You were predicting that the next slow driver was a morana or an old fart. It made me so happy. But the greatest memory I have of you is when we went to the Gila Valley Temple open house. We were walking through and I was always looking at you because I know you have a great knowledge of the gospel. I was waiting to see if you had anything good that day. But the one thing I will always remember is when we were in the celestial room and you told me when we looked in the mirrors together "You see that Nick, we are stuck together for eternity whether you like it or not," and then you gave me a big hug. I can't wait till we get to perform all our celestial science experiments together. I love you Grandpa.

Nick

A Mother's Love

This story is very tender to me. When I think of the perfect love of a Mother I think of this memory! I was about 10 years old and going through a really rough time. Mom was pregnant with Julie and I am sure tired. I remember one night having such a hard time sleeping and feeling the need to be by My Mom. I was scared to go into their room in fear of waking up Dad, but finally the fear overcame me and in I went. I gently woke up Mom who so lovingly and patiently took my had and walked me to my bed. Instead of just kissing me and telling me to go back to sleep, she crawled in bed with me and held me. I remember her placing her had on my heart to make me feel safe and secure. Within no time I was asleep. I have always known Mom is there for her family with all her heart and soul. What a beautiful example of Mother!
Wendy

On the Bitteroot River with My DAD

Have you ever had an experience so perfect that is seems like a dream? That is how I feel about this one. I was in 9th/10th grade and had a project due where I had to gather local insects and pin them to a board to display them. The more insects, the higher the grade. Of course I wanted an A, so I had worked hard on gathering but was just a few short of what I needed. Dad had the brilliant idea of going down to the river to gather insects. This is where it becomes perfect. The day was absolutely stunning! It was mid afternoon and the sun made the bank and the water just magnificent. It had such a warm glow and you could see insects flying in the air near the water. My Dad and I gathered insect after insect as we talked along the banks of the beautiful Bitteroot. I too want to reiterate how much I appreciated the one on one time with you Dad. I love this memory because of the beauty of the place and the beauty of the person I was with that day. I hope that eternity is filled with love and beauty like that!

Wendy

Strawberries and Chickens and Deer-- Oh My!

Okay thinking of the Raspberry story reminded me of the strawberry story! :) This memory reflects how much I love my Mom's outlook on life. We were at the grocery store in Stevensville, MT. Mom would take one of us kids each Saturday to the store with her to have some one-on-one time and to get a treat. Well this Saturday I got my treat, a dough -nut and didn't realize I was in store for  another kind of treat! I don't know how we came to find out that the store had dumped a whole bunch of strawberries in the dumpster behind the store, but we did! The next thing I know we were in the dumpster grabbing cases of strawberries. To me Mom has the personality and focus of Polyanna! She saw that there were more good strawberries than bad. I remember taking those strawberries home and doing a thorough washing. Mom cut and froze the strawberries which we enjoyed in many different ways!It is still one of my fondest memories. I love you MOM. :0)

Now onto the chickens! I don't know why all these stories revolve around Montana but they do. I guess that is in part why I love "Little House on the Prarie" so much. So Mom was able to obtain chickens at a very inexpensive price. Mind you they were dead and headless but that was pretty much it! I do remember some plucking and then the worst part was getting the eggs out of the chickens themselves. You can imagine how gross this must have been. We were doing this in our bathroom in Bozeman, because we had more counter space than our tiny kitchen. Mom was pregnant with John and trying to hold it together. I remember thinking to myself that if Mom can do it - I can do it! To this day I don't know how she didn't throw-up over all those chickens. I don't know how she ate them either! I do know our Mom is one tough Pioneer Woman! I love her for that!

The last story is that of our famous deer experience! I have to admit I am very proud of this accomplishment and have had several occasions to share it with others! Thanks for taking me along Mom. If my memory is correct we were given a deer from Emmet Hanchett in Stevensville. Meat was always appreciated in MT in the winter. We went over to Emmet's house to get our meat and to my surprise it hadn't been prepared or cut yet. The deer was lying dead on the snow covered ground waiting to be skinned and butchered. To my amazement Emmet turned to me and told me it was my turn! Whoa! Cool, exciting and weird all at the same time. With Mom's encouraging smile, I took the knife and skinned away! I felt so empowered. It was a great feeling that to this day I know if things got bad and we had to, I could do it again. This may be a little grotesque but it is also one of my sweetest memories!

Wendy

Laughs and Raspberries!

One of my most precious memories of sweet Mom was her ever loving patience and encouragement for her children. I remember one summer day in Montana when I was bored and wanting to do something. Being a mother now and understanding the patience level summertime expects of a mother even makes Mom more patient in my eyes. She was at the kitchen sink doing dishes, and encouraged me to go pick some of the Raspberries behind our carriage house--- and create! That sparked such grand imaginings of what I could make. It was just the thing I needed to bust my boredom. In the end it wasn't a masterpiece. Just some smooshed up raspberries with brown sugar. However, Mom made me feel like the greatest Chef! You have such a genuine way of making people see themselves for who they really are. I love you each and every day for that gift. Thanks Mom!
Wendy

The Temple - A Place I Want To Be

One of my most influential and faith building moments was the night I spent at the Mesa temple with my sweet Papa! I must have been around 5 or 6 and can so clearly feel, hear and smell the beautiful grounds of the temple. I remember it being a hot Sunday evening. Walking hand in hand with you Papa was such a comforting and peaceful experience. We looked and enjoyed each beautiful flower. I can still smell the sweet fragrances and see their beautiful patterns and colors. We looked at the temple itself, and you pointed out the significance of the symbolic shapes and details. We noticed a door with no handle on it representing our need to knock and seek answers. I remember the beauty of the spirit that day. I know it was my first real taste of the glorious feelings of the spirit. In my head was the tune and lyrics of  "I love to see the temple". The is still one of my favorite hymns to this day. For me this memory has caused such stabilizing and nurturing spiritual strength. I love the forethought that was taken by my loving Father to help his little girl have a wonderful experience with the temple. It is the source of truth, light, peace and love! Thanks dear Papa for your love and testimony. You are Cherished!
Wendy

Christmas time - Sarah

Mom is the queen of Christmas time. She always made it so magical and fun. I loved that it was mom out there with us hanging the lights on the house or in the bushes. I know Dad did it too, but to have a mom willing to be out there (and be the one spurring it on) was awesome. And then all of the wonderful traditions we all have because of their desire to bring magic into our home. The chandalier presents (hello, so cool!) - The hold out  (best idea ever! and one of the most special, spacific Christmas memories I have)- The not seeing the tree till we hear the music (my kids LOVE this one). I just love that we have so many wonderful Christmas memories to look back on and enjoy. I love my childhood memories. And I still have never found a posole to match moms!

The love of good food - Sarah

I have this memory that I love, it might not have happened quite this way, but this is how I remember it. I remember that Dad would sometimes work late (often :) and mom would make us dinner and then feed him when he got home. There were a few times I remember she would get him pizza hut pizza. I thought the smell of it was divine. I remember sitting at dad feet on the edge of his chair while he ate and we all watched a show. I loved those times when we were all in the living room watching something and dad had his dinner on his TV tray. This particular time I remember they said we could each have half a slice of pizza. I can still remember it tasting SO good. Here it was, their little treat and they were willing to share half of it with us. I know this is kind of a simple memory but I love it.

A lot of my good memories revolve around food. I don't know why :) Some of my best memories are the few times that Dad would take me out to Subway. It was such a treat to get to be alone with Dad and a good Sandwich and great conversation. There was one time Dad picked me up from work one day when I was really down. (Dad somehow always knew when we were down) He took me out to eat at KFC and it was perfect. I think the food always tasted so good because the moment was so special, not the food.  Then there were the few dates I got to go on with Mom and Dad together to the Chinese place there in Alamo. These are among my most favorite of memories. Being one on one with them was super special but getting to be with both is like a dream come true. I am so thankful they took the time to be great parents.

I love Grandma and Grandpa - Ben

Grandma and Granpa, I love you guys because you guys always make it to our celebrations and our birthdays and things like that. I remember that you stayed with us for Christmas and you made it so much more fun and you made it a lot more about Jesus Christ. And I really liked that. I remember playing chinese checkers with you guys on Thanksgiving when you gave us the board game set. It was so much fun. I love Grandma and Grandpa.

Amazing Influences- Josh

Hey Grandma and Grandpa, I just wanted to know how much I love you guys. When you sent that letter for my birthday I want to let you guys know, I shed a little tear. Now I want you to know I have only shed a tear a couple  of times in the past, mostly when I get a greater understanding of the gospel. But you have showed me awesome things besides very inspirational birthday card you have also been awesome encouragement when you found out that I could draw, you encouraged me to pursue it more, which has led to so many opportunities. Now I help work on commercials, I make comics for the school newspaper, I am messing around with 3d animation, and I even made the animations in a short little video game made in a week (which was hard work) with my friends. I attribute this all to you guys, looking at every Lego creation I showed you and accepting every not so good looking drawings, that has pushed me to get better because you guys recognized I had the talent for it. I love you guys very much and I don't think that I would be anywhere close to the place I am in without your guys's love and encouragement. Thank you very much I love you guys!

Josh Velasquez.

Omaha- Porter

Grandma and Grandpa,
I remember when you came to our house several times in Omaha. I remember when you guys would wake up early and take a walk to the park. Me being young had a hard time waking up early, but I was dedicated to wake up just to walk with you guys, Mari, Nick, and Josh.While we would walk it would be misty (like an Oregon day) and grey sometimes. When we walked to the park there was oaks and maples towering to the sky (at least for a six year old). Some squirrels would run up and down trees, some being brown, grey, and black.

After we came back we would eat breakfast like a bowl of cereal, or some eggs and toast. After breakfast we would give you guys some "grown up talk" with my mom and my dad till about an hour before lunch. During that hour before lunch we would go get our swimming suits on and go in the back yard on the trampoline. Grandpa would come out as slowly as he could to mess with us. He would get a camping chair and sit on the porch with a hose and spray us while we jumped to avoid the water (even though we were trying to get wet). We would do that until our mom came and spoiled our fun and told us lunch was ready. We would go up stairs and change into our dry clothes to have lunch.

We would let you guys have time to take a nap and the boys would quietly play some games since we weren't tired at all or pick the ripe tomatoes. When both of you woke up mom started making dinner. We would smell fresh bread in the oven with different types of spices on the stove. When we sat down in the middle of the table we saw the "golden corn" and butter right next to all the corn. That is the first thing Grandpa and I would get. The corn was so sweet almost as sweet as your love for me. When you guys would leave for the airport I would actually wish you didn't. Thank you for letting me have precious memories I'll never forget. Thank you the best grandparents ever!

Two AWESOME parents! - Julie

 As I started thinking back on memories of you both one memory  after another just started popping into my head! I was having so many that I started thinking I needed to write them down so I wouldn't forget. Just thinking about all these fun and happy times brought tears to my eyes! It made me miss you both so much! I had an amazing childhood and I know I owe it all to the both of you. Looking back now I see how hard and how much you worked to make life happy for all of us. You truly are amazing parents and I feel so blessed and privileged to have been raised by you! Thank you for all you have done for me!! It has always been such a comfort knowing that I had two parents that loved each other and who loved me. Thank you for always taking time for me, even when life was so busy!! It is still such a comfort just to call and hear both of your voices over the phone. All my worries just wash away! You both know just what to say to make me feel at peace. Heavenly Father couldn't have blessed all of us with better parents!!
  Now on to these memories. I'm going to have to narrow them down and do a few posts to get them all in. This post has to do with memories of  Dad and Mom together. I remember when I was about 14 or 15 Dad and Mom told me that they wanted to take just me out to dinner. I was so surprised!  I couldn't wait because I was going to spend time with them just by myself! Well, that and I was going to get to go out to dinner! Anyway, we drove to this little whole in the wall Mexican Restaurant  in down town Phoenix. It was so hidden and  I remember thinking "How do Dad and Mom find these places?"  The Restaurant was so cute and the food was AMAZING but the thing I remember most was how Dad and Mom made me feel that night. I felt so loved and so special to each of them! I remember Dad telling our waiter how proud he was of me. I really felt like I was worth something! That night I felt so lucky to have such awesome parents!
  Another memory I have is of Dad and Mom bringing back Dilly Bars form DQ after their date nights. I always looked forward to them walking though the door with that brown bag and pulling out tons of Dilly Bars in all different flavors! Butterscotch, Chocolate, and Strawberry!! It was something that was so simple but yet brought me so much happiness. This is something that I want to do for my kids.
   I also loved waiting on Christmas morning to hear if Dad and Mom were awake and if they were getting ready to play that Christmas music for us! They always knew just how to make Christmas magical for us. I will never forget one Christmas when they decided to sing Christmas Carols themselves instead of playing a CD. I can still hear their voices in my head and see them standing there when we opened the door. Mom in her green robe and big smiles on there faces! Dad was singing so loud and it made me so happy! Being a part of this family with these amazing parents really is the best!

The Night Before Leaving - Amy Lynn

My Dear Mother,
The memory that I wish to share with you is not one that I'm sure I have spoken of before.  It is not an in depth memory but one that arouses deep feelings.
The night before leaving for my mission you and I sat on the couch by one another.  I remember you were either gently rubbing my back or stroking my hair.   (You know that affection was always a hard thing for me to receive) yet on this particular night it filled me with such deep feelings.  I could feel your sadness in knowing that in a few short hours I would be in a place, and shortly after a country, far from home and far from you.
My face was turned away from you, which at the time I was glad because my eyes began to fill with tears, and the thought came, "I am really going to miss my mother!". Thankfully times of separation are never for good.
Mom, you have always been a pure source of Joy and Peace and Comfort in my life.  Heavenly Father has given you the gift to always be cheerful and make those around you feel important and cheerful too.  I am so grateful to have a Mother with that WONDERFUL gift.  I needed that! Thank you for your strength Mom in the face of adversity.  Nurturing eight children could never be an easy thing and yet you made it seem so natural and exactly what you desired to be doing.  You are AMAZING!  How you always had time for me I will never know.  You are the best role model for me and any mother.  I love you dearly!!  I hope we'll be together soon!:)
Merry Christmas!

Southwest Memories - Amy Lynn

Some of my fondest memories of you Dad always seem to revolve around the Southwest nature.  We both share a great love for the Southwest.  I remember on one occasion when we lived out in La Luz you took a couple of us kids out on an "Expedition" through one of the canyons hidden in the desert floor between La Luz and Alamogordo.  That was so fun!  I felt like a real explorer.  It amazed me how this canyon could be hidden from everyday view.  I had no idea it was out there but you did.  Dad you always seemed so knowledgeable of nature (one of my favorite subjects) and made those expeditions so interesting.
I remember on one occasion walking through our neighborhood, there by Dixie and Pete, a neighborhood I had walked through many times and not taken much notice of, and you explaining what all the different types of trees were and information regarding their flowers and suddenly our neighborhood contained something so much more than I had realized.
I loved Sunday drives, staring out the window, admiring the beauty outside, and listening to you spout off some form of information about the place we were seeing. Often times our excursions seemed to take us to High Rolls and on to Cloudcroft and the surrounding areas.  Those memories always seem to be associated with Light and Peace for me.
When I think of the smell of Creosote it takes me back to an evening, standing with you, out in the front yard of the Pence's house, at sunset, just after a rainfall, that beautiful smell filling the air and looking with awe at a sky filled with hues of green and orange and red that I had never seen before.  AMAZING!!
The Southwest reminds me of you Dad and I think that is why I love it so much.  It's attributes represent what you are to me.  A place where I feel at home and safe. A place that evokes awe and admiration.  A place where I first felt my testimony take root.  A place where I see and know that Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ live.
Thank you Dad for giving me these beautiful and profound memories.  I hold them close to my heart as I do you.  I love you and long to be near you!  I hope one day my children can have similar experiences with you.:)
Feliz Navidad!  

FACETIME! - Tim

It’s been such a blessing this past year to have the technological means to be able to see and converse with Mom and Dad even though the distance between us is so great. Since Dad and I both have iPads we’ve been able to “see” each other almost every Sunday evening. Those evenings have become some of our greatest memories of sharing hours of deep discussion and times of simple family fun. I am forever greatful that even though we live far apart Alice still recognizes her Grandma and Grandpa Glemsers’ faces and voices. Alice especially loves it when Grandpa sings silly songs to her and gives her kisses. I’m thankful for parents who take the time to really communicate with their children and share their love, inspiration, and knowledge with us. That probably doesn’t happen as much in other families. I hope we never take that for granted. We are truly a strong family and I am grateful for the wise words and guidance from Mom and Dad! We love you so much and hope that we’ll have many, many more Facetime evenings together!

Merry Christmas!!

Life at the beach - Ryan

  Hey Grandma and Grandpa! This is kind of my first time blogging since I haven't blogged for a LONG time. There is one thing I have to say before I share my memories: My brothers are not going to know WHAT THE HECK you have to do to post something. :)
  Anyway, one of my memories was when we went to Oregon. It was really fun.We went to the beach, the lighthouse, and your house is really cool. Bye the way, thanks for that book you gave me. It made stuff inside your body look like amusement park rides. At the beach, we found starfish and Tyler found many, MANY seashells. We also went to that restaurant for pizza and ice cream. Yummy.
   I don't really remember anything else we did but going to Oregon was the best thing we did with Grandma and Grandpa.

Everything is ok! - Laurel

     One memory I have of when Dad brought me a lot of comfort was the day I got in my first car accident. I had been driving Sarah's car home from a church activity and it was raining. I remember coming down the street and seeing a car ahead of me with their break lights on waiting to turn left. I started to slow down, but then I saw the other car's break lights turn off. I assumed the person had taken their foot off the break and was preceding to turn left, so I kept on going. When I realized the car in front of me was still not moving, I tried to stop, but was unable to quick enough because of the rain. I ran right into the back of the other car.

     I remember being so scared and not really sure of what just happened. Within a few minutes, a cop was there. I'm sure it was Heavenly Father's doing because the cop was Chelsea's Dad, the little girl that Mom used to babysit. When I saw it was him, I just started crying. He tried to comfort me and called Mom for me, but I remember being so scared to tell Dad! He was going to be so mad at me!

     Mom got there and we talked with Chelsea's Dad and the other driver about insurance and such, and then Mom suggested we drive down to Dad's work to tell him what happened. Oh man was I nervous! We pulled up to EZTV and Dad came out. To my surprise, he was smiling! He walked right over to me, and before saying anything he gave me a hug! I started bawling and Dad kept telling me, "It's ok. Everything is ok." 

     Dad, your reaction to the situation that day brought me so much comfort when I truly needed it! Thank you for being there for me when I really needed you! :)

My Mum! - Laurel

     One of my favorite memories of when Mom made me truly happy was the day she surprised me with a mum for homecoming! I was in 8th grade and I was an office aid that year for 1st period. As we all remember, mums were "the thing" to wear for homecoming. All the "cool and popular" kids wore them, and of course, I HAD to have one! I'm sure I begged and begged Mom to buy me one, but they were expensive and Mom wouldn't give in.
     On homecoming morning, I remember the office at the school was really busy. Lots of mums were being dropped off for students. One of my responsibilities as an aid was to deliver the things that came in to the students they belonged to. Well, needless to say, I was very envious of every mum that was being delivered. I still really wanted one!
      When one mum in particular was being carried in by a delivery man, I remember thinking, "WOW! I wonder who's AWESOME mum that is?" The delivery man set it on the counter and handed me the paper saying who to deliver it to. "For Laurel Glemser, Love Mom!" I could not believe it! Mom bought me a mum!!! And not just any mum...one of the BEST ones I had seen all morning! I don't think I cried back then like I do now, but I remember being so surprised and happy and could not wait to get home that day and thank Mom for what she had done! It made my day for sure! I LOVED that mum! It hung on my wall next to Sarah's for many, many years!
     Thank you, Mom, for making me so very happy that day!!!! :)