Today marks the 61st year of my Mom getting married to my Dad.  Yesterday marked the 8th anniversary of Dad’s passing.  I thought an ode to Ma and Pa would be appropriate.

Meet my Dad.  My Mom always tell us the story of how she moved to Roosevelt, and she saw a handsome young man walking down Main Street.  She asked her girlfriends who he was, and they told her his name.  This was in 8th grade.  My Mom swears she knew she was going to marry him.  She was correct.  🙂


He is the handsome fella on the left.  How about another oldie?  Ok….guess what he’s doing??


Yep!  That’s my Dad.  He always had a little black comb in his back pocket…as long as I can remember.


This is my Mom’s High School graduation picture.


This is my Dad’s graduation picture.  They are a good looking couple.  That’s just me talking though.


My Dad signed up for four years in the U.S. Navy during the Korean War.  One time when he was home on leave, he took my Mom to Elko, Nevada and got married.  He went back on the ship, and while he was gone, Mom bought a house in SLC.  She got a couple roommates to help pay the bills until Dad came home.  Together, over a 20 year span, they had eight children.  I am the youngest (and the favorite.) I have five brothers, and two sisters.


Here we are at my oldest brother’s wedding.  Probably 1980 or 1981.  My brother, Shawn, isn’t in this picture.  He was serving a L.D.S. mission in Italy.  I’m of course the cute little one. Duh. 🙂

On Thanksgiving Day 2006, Dad passed away.  The night before, we had “Dessert Night.”  We sat around the kitchen table and ate pie, carrot pudding, cake, and ice cream for dinner.  As we were all gathered around the table he said..”It doesn’t get better than this.”  The next day we had Thanksgiving dinner, and watched some football.  That night my Dad got ready to go feed his cows.  He didn’t return home.  We all have the memories of him.  Including some of his favorite sayings.

  • Good on ya.
  • A dollar waitin’ on a dime.
  • That’s the way the cookie crumbles.
  • Go to your room and cry, where you and listen to it yourself.
  • That’s womans work!
  • Race up to the corner and slam on your brakes.
  • Have I got a deal for you!!
  • Keep smilin’.
  • Mother, you have the ugliest kids when they bawl.
  • Time to pay the fiddler.
  • Use it once and throw it away.
  • Hallelujah I’m a bum.
  • On the road again.
  • I didn’t hit ya.. did I?
  • It’s time for an eyeball to eyeball talk.
  • Pass the jam by damn!
  • Your business ends where my nose begins.
  • Are your legs painted on?

Just to name a few.  Because I have found a new hobby, here are some of the jewels I put together.  These are available to purchase. “Whatever the bid is…I double it!”  Take a look.

"Good on ya!"
“Good on ya!”
"That's woman's work!" 9-3-31
“That’s woman’s work!”
"I didn't hit ya...did I?"
“I didn’t hit ya…did I?”
"Hallelujah! I'm a bum!"
“Hallelujah! I’m a bum!”

These can either be put on a key chain, or a regular necklace chain.  I have both.  Don’t forget Christmas is coming.  Who wouldn’t want one of these?  What are some of your favorite memories of your folks?


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