I drove to Medford on Wednesday for a training meeting. The ABS light came on two weeks ago, and I wasn’t able to determine what was happening. The Explorer made a horrible noise on the way home, but I couldn’t see any broken parts. I limped home, then went to Tire Pros to have it checked. Rick called me later in the day and asked us to come look at the damage. The bearings were completely missing.
The brake caliper was rubbing on the rotor.
The tire buffed the support arm and wore down to the tire to the steel cables.
Rick said there was no way I should have made it to Medford and back in that condition. He was convinced the wheel should have fallen off and killed me on I-5. Jaxon prayed that morning that I would be safe going to work. I had the thought to kiss DeLana in case I died. For some reason I am here to fight another day.
We just got back from Cari’s wedding in Utah. It was a short Wednesday to Sunday trip, but worth the effort. The is Cari and Wylder outside the Provo City Center Temple.
Our family unit while we were waiting for Cari and Wylder. Raven gave me those cool socks.
Ashley made the wedding cake. It looked fantastic.
Sean, Kev, Matt, Ryan, Steve, Craig, Reed. Cousin, brother, cousin, brother, me, brother, brother.
We went to the open house for the Provo City Center Temple tonight. It was converted from the tabernacle after the fire in December 2010. It is a beautiful building. It style resembles a 100 year old building and the stained glass is gorgeous. We could definitely feel God’s love while we were there.
Today my dad ordained me a High Priest. This is outside our new Stake Center.
We went to the Payson Temple open house on Thursday night. It was nice for the kids to see rooms they won’t be in for several years. House of The Lord.
Mason and I went to the Draper Temple for his first time doing baptisms for the dead. He found five family names using Family Search, so he did the work for them today. We finished the morning by getting a donut and donating platelets at ARUP.
I ordained Mason as a Deacon today. I can’t believe he is already 12. We collected fast offerings, then had lunch with the family.
Dad, Mason and Steve.
A sad occasion took us to St. George this weekend. Our friends lost their 13 year old son and we felt it was important to be there to support them. We miss you BH. After the service and luncheon we decided to go to Snow Canyon. This is us below the names on Pioneer Names trail.
This is on Petrified Dunes.
Another shot on Petrified Dunes.
We stopped at the petting zoo in Scipio on the way home so the kids could see the camel.
St. George is quickly becoming a favorite spot for our children. They might love it as much as I do. The funeral gave us a chance to connect with friends, talk about priorities and spend time together as a family. I could feel God’s love as we heard stories and shared memories about BH, and remembered what a great kid he was. I could also feel His love as I took the time to quietly gaze on the magnificence of his creations, and know that He did all of this for us.
Back row: Cory, Kevin, Craig, Grandpa, Steve, Ryan, Kev and Reed.
Front row: Wyatt, Tanner, Jeff and Mason.
Me and Mason at the Conference Center.