Nuttall Day

After returning from St. George yesterday, we went over to Brittany and John's house.

Their new apartment is much more comfortable than their old one. It's nice to see the attractive way they have fixed it up.

Even the cats have settled in nicely. Skimbleshanks looked so cute in the little bow tie Crystal crocheted for him.

John's parents, who returned from their two year mission to Camaroon last week, invited us to dinner. His mom looks so tiny in their gigantic kitchen. But, she cooks a mean polenta! We enjoyed the meal as much as the company. We got a few hints on what to see if we go to China next summer.

John's brother Tim and his family were also there. He's been marshalling his parents around all week helping them get re-settled and making them update all their electronic devices. Life was much simpler in Africa!

Custard and Music

After the funeral we went over to Annette's beautiful, new house in St. George. It was a perfect vacation home for her family. They took the kids over to the pool.

Barbara and Verlene joined Crystal, Grandma and me for a visit to Nielsen's Frozen Custard. Notice the small empty cups on the table. We might be breaking training, but we did keep the calorie count somewhat reasonable!

We went back over to Joan's house, where Nadji showed us the authentic Indian clothes he was making for his doll. He wants to be a museum curator and set up dioramas. He's got a great start!

Joan lent us instruments so Barbara, Crystal and I could join in on their family band. She has such talented children. It was fun to play with them!

Judea, my niece the gifted film director, took a picture of the band. She has been sick for a few years, and we're hoping she'll be able to return to health soon so she can do all the many things she'd like to do!

Tender Farewell

Yesterday was my nephew, Kurt's funeral. It was a sad day, but comforting and moving day, as well. The circumstances of his death have unfolded as a sad tale of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. As the family found out more about what really happened, they learned that Kurt had spent the afternoon Friday at his son's birthday party. Afterwards the son and Kurt went over to Kurt's apartment to wash the truck. Jackson didn't leave till about midnight, at which time Kurt ran into an acquaintance in the parking lot. She was talking with him when a friend of hers drove up, distraught over a breakup with her boyfriend. They asked Kurt if he would go along with them for a drive. The police say Kurt was not intoxicated, but the women were. He tried at some point on the drive to wrest the keys from the driver, but was unsuccessful. He had his seat belt on in the backseat of the car when it tumbled over the edge of a cliff. The girl that survived was the owner of the car, but not the driver. She was disoriented, but at around 5 a.m. she heard a phone ring. It helped her locate Kurt's cellphone and call 911. It turned out that it was not a phone call, but Kurt's alarm, waking him up for his 20 mile run, training for a marathon this week. A friend of his will be running in his honor instead. The obituary, at http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/thespectrum/obituary.aspx?n=kurt-evans&pid=160131378#fbLoggedOut, describes the man of integrity we knew Kurt to be.

Annette has two surviving sons and two daughters, as well. They were a tremendous help to her and Kent through this difficult time. Tyler, standing next to his brother's casket, delivered a beautiful address at the funeral. It was heartwarming and beautiful, showing his deep love for his brother, as well as the hope of seeing him again someday.

Kurt's younger brother, Spencer, dedicated the grave, and shared his sorrow with Tyler at the cemetery.

My sisters, Verlene and Barbara, flew out from Denver. The Brady ladies found a shady spot for a picture. They are: Grandma, Verlene, Judea, Joan, Sara, Judy, Barbara and Crystal. Sara is my brother Jon's wife, from Salt Lake City, and my sister Joan and her family live in St. George.

Joan's kids still fit on one bench, but just barely. Mason (left on bottom) just returned a week ago from his mission to Mexico City. It was wonderful to talk with him and hear all about his mission. It was wonderful to be together with so much of our family and enjoy one another's company.

Curds, Kids and Kin

I forgot how good (and squeaky) fresh cheese curds were till we stopped at the cheese factory in Beaver on the way to St. George yesterday! We debated over whether to stop for Dairy Queen or fresh cheese. When we found out a small blizzard was 600 calories, we opted for the cheese. Five Ritz crackers was 80 calories, and 8 cheese curds was 120. It was a far better deal than ice cream.

We met at a park for dinner with some of my siblings as well as Annette's family. Annette has had the most incredible community support through this trial. Her hair dresser drove 3 1/2 hours yesterday just to do Annette's hair today. She didn't tell her she was coming--she just knew she was needed and showed up!

My brother Jon's daughters didn't really want their pictures taken, but I think they're pretty cute, anyway! I'm sad to say they are my mother's favorite grandchildren at the moment. You just can't compete with cute!

We stopped by at my sister, Joan's, house to see her new organ. It has full foot pedals and plays any number of organ types through a computer. Joan's house was bursting with guitars, accodions, violins, etc. She has (I know this is hard to believe) WAY more musical instruments than I own! And between her and her seven children, they give them a good workout!

Walking With Cows

I flew out to Utah yesterday on short notice. I felt I'd like to be there with my family to attend the funeral of my nephew, Kurt. I enjoyed visiting with my brother, Jon and his family, as well as Crystal, Brittany and Grandma last night.

This morning Crystal and I enjoyed a beautiful walk in the Salem cow pasture walking trail.

We're driving to St. George this afternoon for the funeral tomorrow. My sister, Annette, has been through an unbelievable ordeal, but she and her family have also had many small miracles and tender mercies along the way. It will be comforting to be there with them, and hope to be able to share our love with them.

Coda's New Friend

Suzanne brought her dog, Harper, over yesterday to go for a walk with Coda and me. They had a good romp in the back yard before we started out.

I thought Harper's good example of staying close to her master would be good for Coda. It was working swimmingly for the first 20 minutes. Then, Coda saw something really interesting (most likely a deer) and she took off into the woods. We called her for about 5 minutes, and she finally materialized on the road about 50 feet behind us. I was relieved and annoyed at the same time!

She paid for her sins, however. She came out covered with little burrs sticking to her fur. She hates them and rolls in the vegetation to get them off. This only increases the amount. We're going to try again today. I haven't decided whether to let her have fun or not!

Crab Fest at Virginia's

On Sunday afternoon we were invited to a crab fest at our neighbor, Virginia's house. It was fun to meet her children, grandchildren and friends. She is a very interesting woman, who has sky dived, hang glided, and hot air ballooned. She tries to think up some risky behavior for her big birthdays. She wants to drive a  car for her 90th birthday, which is really risky, considering she is legally blind!

They moved the party to the garage, as it was a little breezy on the porch. It is finally starting to feel like autumn. The men enjoyed having the football game on during the crab eating. Virginia is lucky to have two sons and a daughter, all living close by. She is also fortunate to have good friends that take her shopping and help her out when she needs it. We are fortunate to have her for a neighbor!