"As you wish"..........

I still am just waiting for my "Farm Boy"......to come and get me.....As per Leslies request
...I may try her suggestion.....and see how it goes.......She has no History ?.......I think she means....to tell her children of what it was like then ......for Dad and I....and how we managed
to keep from drowning.........And how it was when we started out to conquer the world.....On
our large dowry we started out with ......In dollars....that amounted to....Zilch!..............In fact
........Connie and I paid for our own wedding........We had a double wedding........Wally and Howard both grew up on the same street....Blair Street....where the kids either went to prison
or on Missions.......They both went to New Zealand on their missions.....And married sisters.....
......We both married in the Temple........We made our own wedding dresses.........We had no car......Wally had no job......I did.....And we had no honeymoon.............Connie and Howard went
to the Hotel Utah for their honeymoon.......But we went to our little 40 dollar a month
apartment.......and that was the beginning...........I worked at First Security Bank....and I made
a Hundred and sixty five dollars a month.......Because I remember I paid sixteen dollars and
50 cents tithing.................But.......those were just the details.........I loved that guy.....so much....
and we got married two weeks after he got home from his mission.........Nothing like planning
everything down to the last detail.........We had nothing .........except we had everything that
counted.......Each other...........And I had waited all ready 4 years.......That was enough......But
We were both beyond happy..............We lived on my little money.....till he got some stinky
jobs...........We were passing time still school started.......He had a GI Bill that was 140 dollars
a month..........And he had a scholarship to play football.........And I got pregnant and had
Susan in 9 months and 2 hours from the moment we said "I do"..........

Speaking of History.....that is one thing I have truckloads of.........I have so much History I have a hard time trying to keep my little sail boat afloat..........In my vast sea of memories.........It is the challenge of us all.....to greet our events......deal with them......give them their just dues......and move on......... Now if it were only that easy.............The problem is......our past becomes a part of our skin.......You wear it every place you go.................It is just impossible to lose it...........Nor do you really want to............Except if you tend to the dark side...................We started out on a shoe string............And learned so much from starting with
so little............We valued everything.......My parents never had us for dinner......ever.....But
Wallys Mom had us every Sunday..........And she would always put the little left overs in a
sack......the pot. and gravy and the biscuits that were left..........Always....we not only took
a sack of food always.....but we took a car load of love from his Mom and Dad......And to say
that I adored her......would be the understatement of forever.........She loved me because I
encouraged her and helped her boy be the best he could be......I wanted him to go on his
mission........He was dragging his feet.....and really didn't want to go.....But at that moment
when the bishop called us in his office......So I could put the damper on the mission?....instead
I said.......as a little voice whispered to me....."He will be a better husband and a better father
to your children"..........And I was elated.........He was shocked out of his senses.......He was
certain I would get him off the hook.............He was the only son out of eight boys....to be
active in the church......And Wallys Mission was the crowning event in her life.....
Well this is getting way long.........Now if you would like me to go on further.......I can
....but the kids really don't want to hear any of this............They don't want to hear yesterday
.....They live in a different world.....In our world.....We as kids made our own paperdolls.....
We couldn't even buy store bought............Our snack was cut up raw circled potatoes in a
plate sprinkled with salt........That was it........But the main thing I want to say......Is We were
both so happy to be married.......I never once wanted to go back home......only to visit of
course......Wally was big on honoring your parents........And after years and years....I came
to peace with the fact.......Whatever your parents do.....It was the best they were capable of
doing at the time.......And that made sense to me........My parents did the best they could......
But......it made me want things so different.......I wanted to make Christmas huge......and
one of the reasons I loved Dad so much....was that he let me do it.....I managed all the money
because I worked in the bank.......I knew all about check books ......I knew what we had....
And If I ever did anything good at all......it would be my ability to stretch the dollar......I would
of course stay up till 2 or 3 every night sewing my little girls clothes.......I had to....when I got
6 yards of fabric for a dollar.........They always looked nice......And I felt I couldn't go to school
and make their friends or do their school work......but I could see that they looked nice......
Of course....they weren't allowed to wear pants.......It was always dresses and skirts and
blouses........But there was nothing ever that I wanted to be more than I wanted to be a Mom.............I cherished every single minute.......And I loved the guy I married.....I was always
the President of his fan club........And am still singing his praises...........He was the choicest
gift the Lord ever gave me.......He led me to him.....And whispered to us both........

I just have to go now......You can see.....I have the "Motor Mouth" disease........we'll
see how this goes.............Its kinda like a family journal...........I can't write but I can do this.....
Now if you approve............let me know........I wonder where the delete button is?..........Susan
is gone to Park City......So when she gets home I shall check........Maybe this isn't such a good
idea after all.................But you all have at different times asked me to start to write notes....
.......................Maybe not!.................This is barely a sneak peak into the window of our
yesterday...................But it made us what we are...........Love ya lots.................Gram.......