Sept 1943 to be exact. I was only 3 years old and with my parents who made a road trip from Utah to visit my mother's brother Norman who lived in San Francisco with his wife Gladys and dg Ruth. (None of us knew at that time in two short years my father Stanley Vernon would be killed in an airplane accident.) Today I decided to dig out some old slides he had made and my mom saved to scan and upload to http://familysearch.org where your precious photos are preserved forever as well as your family history and memories.
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Another MONTH almost over...
APRIL was busy with lots of POETRY stuff, FAMILY CELEBRATIONS, DUP-Daughters of Utah Pioneers Convention and SPRING arriving. Joint Poetry ...
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My grand finale POETRY TO ART Competition was exhausting. but I finally got to put on a competition where both artists and poets were judge...
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Our annual Ward BBQ in Enterprise-an hour's drive from St. George gave us the opportunity to get out of town early and visit the nearby...
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How quickly our little ones: sons and grandchildren grow up. Hakan is now 20 and going into his second year in college. This year closer to...