Disneyland

Tuesday through Friday afternoons last week, we were in “Disneyland.”  Well, not quite.  We were in a meeting room at the Library with the rest of the full-time missionaries in our zone learning how to deliver customer service to our guests as Disney does.  The purpose statement of the Family History Department is, “We create inspiring experiences that bring joy to all people as they discover, gather, and connect their family—past, present, and future.”   Most days I wish it said, “We try to create...”  The FHD created joy for us with the tasty fruit, crackers, cheese, and candy they provided.  Maybe we should do the same for Library Guests. 

            The Mitchell family, dear friends from Olathe, made Monday afternoon joyous for us when they came to the library to visit.  The only disappointment was discovering that we are not related—even with the name Mitchell.     

            Wednesday after work, we headed up to Mueller Park in Bountiful, again in search of shade for our daily walk/hike.  Still hot!  We made it all the way to Elephant Rock, seven miles roundtrip.  I was flagging by the time we got back to the car—water bottle almost empty.  Next time, the destination will be the bridge over the cooling stream.  Good enough.

            We went to the Legacy Theater on Thursday evening to see “The Doctors.”  It is the touching story about two doctors, a husband and wife, who were introduced to the Church in St. Petersburg, Russia, not too long after their young daughter died suddenly.  Besides their story and testimonies, there are beautiful scenes of St. Petersburg.  And, of course, we thought of our granddaughter, Challis, who returned from her mission in Russia just last February.  She is going back with her family next month for a visit.

            Friday, we met our friend, Gary Aller, at Maddox, a world-famous—or least Utah-famous—restaurant in Perry, Utah. Yummy rolls!   We slept over with Gary at his home in Wellsville and went to the Logan Temple early Saturday. I love the pioneer temples!  It was good for us to be there, not only in the temple, but also in Gary’s home. We really could feel Kathy with us.  So many good memories. 

            Last Sunday, just before a too-late bedtime, I checked email and was curious about an email from our son, Mitch, with subject, “A Poem.”  It was signed “#23.”  Puzzled, I opened the attachment to see a video of Halle, KK, Spencer, and Logann popping large black balloons, with blue confetti puffing out.  What?!! What?!!  I guess when you live over a thousand miles apart, it’s possible to keep a secret!  Along with Spencer, we are “tickled blue” and eagerly awaiting the arrival of #23. 

Happy Monday! 

Logan Temple 

Sweet support from our Kansas kids:  KK and Halle