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- * When Dad was in the hospital, and had been for a couple weeks. Tatum had been taking a little community tap dance class. Often when we were on our way home from school or anywhere we would stop by to say hello. Tatum wanted to show Dad her dance she was learning. Mom said "oh no, not here honey its just too loud" Dad quickly answered " No I want to see" Tatum was thrilled and Dad loved it or at least pretended he did.
- * Dan was reminding me the other night about a story I had forgotten. Many of you probably remember how afraid of men Tatum was. Although she LOVED Dad and Jeff even though she hardly saw them. When Robin and Nick got married Mom and Dad came up for the wedding and stayed in a hotel. We came down from Provo and met them. As we were in the Lobby wating for them to come down,the elevator "dinged" Tatum turned to see and it was "Pappa" Tatum (about 2 yrs) just stood in one spot running and waving her arms! So excited that he was finally there. Dad with his big sweet smile walked over and scooped her up.
- *I remember how whenever we went to Big Bear in spite of the fact that he'd been driving two hours. Without fail and without going into the house he would disappear with the blue Yamaha motorcycle. Then he'd be gone for as a much as two hours. Of course when he came back at least two of us kids would be waiting for him so we could go on a ride. The funnest thing for me was when he finally let me go it alone. I was about 12 and he let me red an old Honda. I fell and distinctly remember him saying something like don't tell your Mom about this.
- *My biggest road trip with just Dad was going up to Idaho for my first semester. After leaving Joyce’s house on the second day we were passing Kolobe Canyon (which I pass all the time now) and he just took the exit, I don’t think he even asked me if I wanted to see it. We drove up the canyon a little ways and got out and looked around for a while. I had a disposable camera and we took some pictures. It was really beautiful, but mostly I was just happy to be with him--one of those rare spontaneous moments. Too bad I lost the camera somehow when I got to school.
- *When Dana comes home from work the kids get excited and run to him and say "Daddy!" Lately, he's been saying "Yay!" in reply. I love it because I remember dad used to say the same thing a lot.
- *Thinking of birthday cakes today, I remembered the first (and only) birthday cake Dad made for me. We weren't even engaged yet, and he was trying to make an impression. So he decided on the extraordinary plan to make a cake that would taste like a fruit salad; I suppose he was thinking ambrosia. He used an orange cake mix ( I don't think they even make them anymore) and strawberry flavored frosting (also thankfully retired). This must have been very early in the relationship or he might have guessed chocolate would have been more effective. I think I was polite, but I'm sure that cake never was finished. You all know he wasn't much of a cook, but I loved him for trying!
- *Another funny memory I have was when Jeff was driving Mom's white car and it caught on fire. (We were living there with Mom and Dad) so we were all kneeling around the bed for prayers when jeff called. Dad anwsers, Jeff and said "the car is on fire, and the fire dept had to come put it out... kinda scared to tell I think. Dad yells YAAAHOOOO! Let it Burn! He was thrilled to be done with that car finally. And off he went to pick up Jeff!
- * I was at the DMV the other day registering my new van (YEA!) When I remembered once running into Dad at the DMV in CA. It was so funny b/c he was dressed as usual in his roofer garb. Old dirty jeans and t-shirt and hat but the best part was that over the hat he was wearing those headphones the big ones with the little antanae sticking up on the side. Just standing there listening to whatever station he could get reception to in there. He was so funny I had to think for a moment to I really want to walk over and say "HI DAD!" Of couse I did. I'm glad for all those memories now.
- *I just remembered a time when I was about 11. It was Sunday afternoon, I was wearing my cool new jean shorts, and dad was chasing me around the house. We were in the entry when he grabbed on to me by the belt loop on the back of my shorts. I pulled away really hard, and the loop ripped right off leaving a hole in my back side. I was so mad, but dad was laughing and laughing, so I started to laugh too. I’m sure mom was in the kitchen giving her usual opinion: ‘It’s all fun and games until…” Randa
- *One of my most treasured memories is from when I was very little. For some reason I just loved when dad would hide behind the cereal box and then peek out at me from different sides- and the real suprise...the TOP! I loved that he really liked it too and played that game with me frequently. Very simple but very meaningful to me at the time. Katie
- *One time driving to Utah with Dad, when I was 15 or so, we kept seeing signs for Hogi Yogi in Southern Utah. First we made fun of the goofy name. Then it started to sound good. Then we decided we'd have to stop and get some at that exit when it came. The exit came and we missed it. Dad got off at the next one and drove about 20 min through a small town, backtracking to the Hogi Yogi. We laughed about it the whole time. I love that Dad would go along with stupid kid stuff with us. Sally
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Oh this is a neat :) I was only in 9th grade when it happened. So I remember going to seminary and then walked into my 1st period science class and my teacher had the news on and told us what was going on. That's pretty much all we did that whole day of school was watch the news in each class. I'll admit I was still a little confused until I got home and talked to my mom more about it. Each year I read more about it and watch more programs on it and it gets more heartbreaking the older I get. I just can't wrap my head around the thought of people being so cruel.
I LOL'd when I saw this :) Thanks for posting it Amy.
I was living in our little 1-bedroom apt in Brea. Emma was 1 and Eli was in my tummy. Dana woke me up and told me to come watch the news. His work was cancelled for the day. We cried and I held my tummy thinking how grateful I was that he was safe inside and also what our world would be like for our sweet little babies. I'm so grateful our country has been pretty free from attacks for the last 10 yrs.
Carrie- wow I can't believe you had school! And that you were in 9th grade :)
Whats up with not putting your story down Amy?
I was just back from my mission and teaching the early shift at the MTC. Tuesdays were my day off, so I took advantage of sleeping in until around 9 that day. All my roommates were gone, and I just started studying, with no idea of what had happened. Around 10--hours after the attacks--Krisanne called me to say that our old roommate who worked as a flight attendant for American Airlines out of Boston was safe. She was supposed to have been on one of those flights but her schedule had changed for some reason. That was the first I had heard of any of it. I turned on the news, and watched a bit. Then I went to classes and that's really all we talked about all day.
September 11th is also Jill's birthday. I was living with her at the time, and we had a party planned. I remember that we did still eat the cake, but we didn't sing. We just had people come over to watch the news. It felt wrong to celebrate anything. I still feel bad for Jill that her birthday is now on such a sad day in our history.
I also have to admit that none of it really sank in for me until I actually went to New York and understood what those buildings were. I stood there staring at Ground Zero, and it was hard to comprehend the enormity of those attacks. They had an exhibit of photos taken that day posted around the site. I still remember one of a man holding up a sign with O+ written on it. It still makes me tear up to think about that. It's touching to see the best of humanity come out in response to the very worst of it.
Thanks for sharing that Sal. I guess I might sound like an idiot but what does o+ mean?
It took me a while to figure it out when I saw it. I thought that was just me. It's his blood type. He was holding it up, offering to donate blood to anyone who needed it.
ohhhhh! that's awesome.
In a Mexican bus station. We had transfers that day. I actually saw the second tower fall live.
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