Memory Lane

Seeking shade from tall trees instead of tall buildings for our afternoon walk, we decided on Monday to drive to the Yalecrest neighborhood where Elder Challis lived from about age five until he left for college—his East High days.   We were not disappointed by the trees!  The neighborhood is beautiful!  Besides seeing the Challis home, we also found homes where Presidents Nelson, Kimball, Benson, GA Smith and other church leaders lived for a time.  I was especially wanted to see the Kimball home.  The Kimballs graciously shared their house plans with their friends, my Mitchell grandparents, so Grandpa and Grandma’s house in Parowan has a similar floor plan to the Kimballs’.              

Yalecrest memories

Whitney Girls

Incoming meteorite!  

Thursday was another “walk down Memory Lane” when my college roommates met me for lunch.  BYU days were a long time ago, but they are still “my Whitney Girls.”  Like Alma, what adds more to my joy, is they are still my “sisters in the Lord.”  Faithful through all the vicissitudes and vagaries. 

            Still seeking a mid-afternoon-shaded-walk-not-too steep-short-drive, we tried Muller Park in Bountiful.  It “fit the list.”  Green undergrowth, forests, and views of the Great Salt Lake.  We hope to get back soon and go a bit further to Elephant Rock.

            We hurried back from the trail to host Christopher, Melissa, Hank, Mary, and June for dinner and then the much-anticipated sleepover with Hank.  After dinner and the departure of his family, we and Hank walked the six blocks to the Clark Planetarium and engaged in some fun exploration of space for over two hours—way past Hank’s bedtime.  But we still had popcorn when we got home. The next morning, after pancakes, we rode TRAX in the free zone.  Hank told us “thank you,” over and over.  Pretty great. 

            I mostly have the-beginning-of-the-month stresses behind me at the Library for July—all those once a month duties in the running of the zone.  Elder Challis faces that weekly with Wednesday scheduling.  Lots of summer visitors from all over.  Thankfully, they don’t all ask, “Can you break down my brick wall?”