While we were in Logan for my father's funeral, we visited the house I rented while I attended Utah State University for my Master's degree. This is where Dave paid me my first evening and we spend the evening playing and singing Carol King songs on the piano. And the rest is history...
Playing across the street with Jacob and Blake
With James and Tammy also
And here is the church where we met on Mother's Day, 1983. Thirty years later, I can see that our fortuitous meeting that day will affect many generations.
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