HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!
March 4, is my father's 82nd birthday. He was born two months premature, was the 11th child in his family (and the last) and weighed only 4 pounds.
He attended college at the University of Utah where he studied business and was both the quarterback and kicker for the football team.
How many of you can kick your leg that high?
Although a U of U football fan, he later had to divide his loyalties with BYU where he was a finance professor, undergraduate chairman in the Business Department and later Associate Dean of the Marriott School of Management.
Near the end of WWII he served in the Navy. This picture is my daughters' favorite. I guess even back then men were show offs. :-)
Dad served a mission to Argentina, and then many years later was called to be the mission president over the Central American Mission. This included Honduras, Nicaragua, Costa Rica and Panama. I am the one standing on the left. This picture was taken at the end of our three years there and my oldest brother and sister had already graduated from high school and returned to Utah to attend college there. (One more sister was born after we returned home.)
Dad is always up for fun. In this picture we were crabbing in Alaska. I also have pictures of him kayaking last fall in the Jordan River in Israel, going down a water slide in Colorado and floating in the Dead Sea.
In later years he and my mother served as the temple president and matron of the Guatemala Temple. This picture was taken the day a stake came with their primary children.
And here are my parents together in front of the temple.
text books, the scriptures, Louis L'amour books
Being a sealer in the Timpanogos Temple
His Family--of Course!
Most Likely To:
Be the first one at a meeting
Help anyone in need
Show up to every service project
Least Likely To:
Be late anywhere
A little over a year ago I attended a BYU football game with my dad. Due to no parking being available nearby, we had to park far away and walk to the stadium. Dad took off walking very briskly--so much so that I had to run to keep up with him.
I commented on how fast he walked and he replied, "Oh, I walk like this on the golf course with my friends every morning."
And then I realized there was a whole group of octogenarians out there who walk faster than I do!
That is so sad!
And The Best Birthday Gift of All
For my Dad's birthday present, after nearly four weeks in a hospital, my mother gets to go home! Due to suffering a stroke at some point during her surgery or soon afterwards, her recovery has been slow, but it is happening and we are very grateful for all the prayers that have been offered in her behalf.