Monday, May 25, 2020

Memorial weekend

 It was a busy Memorial weekend.  We gathered in Wanee's front yard- social distancing?- to celebrate Holly's birthday and talk about Tom.  We usually gather at the Farmington cemetery on this night but thought it safer to be in Wanee's front yard instead.  Holly was thrilled with her birthday cakes that Anna Welch made and all of the presents. 

Memorial day morning Wayne and I hiked up to Elephant Rock.  It's a 7 mile round trip.  3 1/2 miles up  -- at the Elephant head-- there's a beautiful view and a bench to sit on and rest your tired feet and have a water break.  

It was gorgeous weather!  
 We visited our Angels at the cemeteries-- we took Wanee up to Farmington for her second time to sit around Tom's grave for a bit and reminisce.  Then we headed to Lakeview cemetery to hang out with my grandparents, parents, and Marcie.  So many of my people are gone.  It seems they all left me too soon. 



We decided to celebrate our Asian heritage with Addison and Bre's fam.   We were one of the few tables inside Joy Luck eating Chinese food.   They are open with social distancing and a lot of mask wearing. 
 Then, of course, we celebrated our REAL Scandinavian heritage by eating a Nielsen's custard. 
Memorial weekend is melancholy for me.  I have so many great family memories growing up of visiting gravesites in Morgan, Fairview-Idaho and the Bountiful cemeteries on the Saturday or Sunday of this weekend.  On Monday morning we would have to pull some morning glory weeds out of our bushes-- so dad could feel like we worked before we played.   Then we always had our first big swim at Grandma Butters pool.   We would swim and have a bbq and be with all of our cousins and wear our feet out on the bottom of the plaster pool.  We would have bloody toes by the end of this day, but we didn't care.  Our parents would bandage our toes and have to get us to bed at a reasonable time because we had school the next day.   Always 4 -9 days left of school that we had to get through before "real" summer could begin.     
Such a golden childhood.






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