Thursday, March 25, 2010

This week was the annual celebration of Lowell, in his absence. Despite our attempts to go elsewhere, Dad made his wishes come to pass, and we returned once again, to Crown Burger. We received some scans of Dad's slides, including a few that reminded that once I was young , and at least more handsome.





For a while, I had a thing for canned corn beef sandwiches, and was caught in the act.

















I'll bet you didn't know I was a discus thrower! My coach never thought I was either.











I did however learn to drive, in Davis County, no less. My younger brother Rob taught me.

















But the best part was to remember my dear departed father, and how much he gave to all of us, and to think of all the good people that have come after, that were blessed somehow by his being here. Thanks Dad!

3 comments:

Melissa said...

How sweet!

Marge said...

Great pictures!

Cherie said...

Mike you look like Steve a little in the discus picture. Lunch was a walk down memory lane. Thanks