Farewell to My Dad of 33 Years

You were not the father of my childhood. You were the Dad that was there through all of the exquisite joy and pain of my life. When I was 18 years old, you threw your arms around me like I was your long lost child... and you never let go. You loved me unconditionally. And, I loved you. I will miss you... until we meet again. Love, your daughter, Barb

The Priesthood Picture: Jay was a Deacon, Ian was a Teacher, Neal was a Priest, Doug was an Elder, and Dad was a High Priest. One of my all time favorite photos.

Kaycee, Kamber, Dad, and Mom

A first time great grandpa and Sophee

Jay, Grandpa, and Ian