TODD, YOU WILL BE MISSED

We have terrible luck with cats, well, pets of any kind actually. We have been through 4 kittens/cats in 2 years. We have lost most of them, but yesterday was the most tragic. Our Todd (about 6 months old) was hit by a car in front of our house. I asked Big C to go take care of it, but he delegated the job to my two oldest sons. I am still very upset about that, but that's a story for another time.

I had to go to my Relief Society art group, so Big C and the kids buried him and made him a headstone.

Here is a photo of Todd taken by Princess P on my phone. She and Little C are REALLY going to miss him, but I think Todd's brother Kevin is going to miss him the most. Very sad.

24 YEARS

On September 25, 1986 my dad died in a plane crash. He was 47 and I was 17, just starting my senior year. It was a very trying time but I learned lessons from those experiences that have strengthened me and helped me throughout my life. He was a great man and was a wonderful example for us.

Here is a photo of him on his mission to Australia. He was a dedicated servant of the Lord.

He was also a dedicated father and family man. He took us on countless family vacations and activities. Here he is with my little sister at Bryce Canyon.

He was the Stake President when he died. This was the last photo taken of him for a Primary program the week he was killed. I still miss him so much, but I am also happy my parents are together again.