BC: With all our love, Kristen Tyson, Janelle, Alex, Lindsay, Kayli, Dallin, Luke, Benjamin, Ciara, Jamay Paul, Salwa, Tehya, Brynn, Andrew, Teagan, Quincy Mark, Renee, Adam, Elise, Katy Greg, Leslie, Tyler, Jacob, Emily ...and many yet to come!
FC: CELEBRATING 50 YEARS Of MARRIAGE | DAVE & CAROLYN WILLIAMS | June 9, 2011 | Looking forward to an Eternity
1: C | & | D | June 9, 1961
2: Charity Never Faileth
3: Families are Forever
5: One very funny recent memory I have with Mom and Dad is the night when their newest grandchild, Emily, was born. Leslie Ann had asked Dad to call me. When Dad told me the name Greg and Leslie Ann had finally chosen, I was delighted. I proudly proclaimed to Mom and Dad that they now had two granddaughters named "Emily." Dad was quite confused; "Two?! What do you mean two?!" I assured him that in fact he now had two granddaughters named Emily, and then he turned to Mom and demanded to know, "Carolyn, do you have any granddaughters I don't know about?!" We all erupted in peals of merriment, and I explained to Dad that my princess cat daughter was named Emily. So Greg and Leslie Ann had chosen to name their daughter after my daughter. Only hours before, during the early evening, she and I had discussed that very possibility, I told Mom and Dad. I told them I was thrilled my princess Emily now had a "namesake," and I was certain my Emily would be thrilled, too. We all laughed so hard we cried!!! --Kristen
6: When Tyson and I were little in Mexico, Missouri, we loved to build "forts." One day in particular I will never forget. Tyson and I went to our bedroom, and we pushed the mattresses off the beds, we moved the bedframes, we made tunnels and side entrances--and we covered all of it with the sheets and blankets from our beds. We even rolled up part of the carpet that was covering the hardwood floor. Then I thought of the perfect finishing touch. I went to Mom's drawer in the master bathroom and got out her new red lipstick. I had recently been practicing my writing, and this seemed like a wonderful time to show it off. I wrote on the white wall in big red letters, "This Is Our Fort." About that time, we heard Grandma Ethna, Dad's Mom, who lived with us at the time, calling us and walking toward the bedroom door. I cried to Tyson, "Man your battle stations!!" (something I had heard on TV,) and we dove under the blankets. We sat there giggling while Grandma Ethna viewed the "fort," and the beautiful red lipstick sign announcing who made it. Finally, we heard her sigh and say, "Oh, no, I'm going to leave this for your mother to handle." Then she closed the door and walked out. Tyson and I giggled some more and talked about what Mom might do. We agreed she would probably wait for Dad to do something--which is exactly what happened. "Just wait 'til your father gets home," she had warned ominously. Well, at that point, reality set in for me and Tyson. We were going to have to face Dad soon. We discussed strategy--should we try to clean it all up before he got home?
7: No, we didn't have time for that. We became more nervous by the minute, talking of possible punishments Dad could give us. We both admitted that maybe this fort had not been such a great idea after all. Then Dad came home, and was directed by both our Mom and his Mom to our room. We heard him open the door--we were prepared for the worst--and then we heard the least likely sound of all. Dad laughed, and laughed, and laughed. Then Mom came in the bedroom, and she started laughing. She said in a laughing voice,"Oh, Dave, What are we going to do with These Kids??!!" Grandma Ethna came in and started laughing, too. Dad said,"Well, what are you going to do, Carolyn?! We can either laugh or cry!!!" We never did get "punished" for that day's fort, though we did have to clean it up before we could sleep in our beds that night. There were other times that our parents and even our beloved Grandma Ethna disciplined us. However, looking back, I can see that they always gave us love along with the discipline. They encouraged us to be creative, although they put limits on our fort-making after that day!!! That memory shows me that our parents truly enjoyed us as children, even though we were very taxing at times. Mom and Dad used love in very generous amounts to nourish us and help us become who we are today. –Kristen
9: I remember when Tyson and I were children living in Mexico, Missouri. Dad was working on his doctorate. One night something came on the news about some fellow robbing a store. I could not understand why anyone would steal like that. Dad explained it very simply, "He sold his integrity, for whatever he could get from that store. That is why he did it. His integrity did not matter much to him." When I asked what integrity was (I was almost five at the time.), Dad said, "Your integrity is your honesty in how you live your life. If you sell your integrity, no one else may know, but you will know deep in your soul, and Your Heavenly Father will know." Tyson had come to listen to Dad, too ( He could probably sense this was something important.). Dad continued, "So, don't sell your integrity unless you get a million dollars for it. If you can get a million bucks, then I say, go ahead and sell your integrity. But Don't Take A Penny Less Than That!!!" Tyson and I looked at each other in shock. We walked away while Dad continued to watch the news. He said to me, "A Million Dollars!!! Really??!! Who would ever give US a Million Dollars??!!" I said, "I don't know, Tyson, but I don't think we are supposed to sell our integrity at all. I think we are supposed to not steal and always tell the truth, OK?" Tyson said, "OK. I'm sure glad Dad told us about this integrity stuff. This sounds pretty important!!" I agreed, and I have never forgotten the lesson Dad taught us that day. Years later, when I was nine, Dad gave us an update on the value of our integrity. He told us that "due to inflation" the price for our integrity had gone up, and Now we were not to accept a penny less than Two Million!!! We laughed, because by then we knew no one would readily offer us that kind of money--Dad just wanted us to truly understand the real value of living an honest life. –Kristen
10: When Mom and Dad finished their mission in California, they came to visit me in Seattle and then take me back to Minot. We planned to spend one day picking blueberries for everyone in Minot (Tyson and Janelle and crew, and Mom and Dad). What a beautiful, perfect day that was!!! We picked blueberries at a pick-your-own farm right at the foot of Mount Si in Issaquah, WA. The sun was warm, but not hot, and we had cool breezes. White, puffy clouds dotted the sky. The blueberries were huge--almost the size of grapes. The very best part was sharing the day with just Mom and Dad. I thought, during that day, about all the times in high school when the notion of spending the day alone with Mom and Dad would have seemed rather tedious and unpleasant. When I was in high school, I thought Mom and Dad didn't know very much at all. By the time I was in my twenties, I thought they were much smarter. That wonderful "blueberry" day happened when I was in my mid- thirties; by that time, I knew I had been blessed with two of the most intelligent, kind, generous, and wise parents on earth.
11: I was delighted to realize that Mom and Dad had not changed--they had always been terrific parents. I was simply perceptive enough by that time in my life to understand this. As Mom and I talked about the bounty of the earth that day, I was so grateful for her. Mom has always taught me to appreciate what a beautiful world we live in, and how much we are blessed. Mom is the most humble person I have ever met in my life; she is truly saint-like. She is also such a hard worker, and she taught me that hard work has a value far greater than just earning a paycheck. Dad has taught me so many things as well. I thought, during that day, of how hard he worked to get his doctorate so he could better provide for our family. He taught me perseverance by his example. We exclaimed in amazement at the end of the day about how many blueberries we had harvested. We had talked and laughed and picked with joy. I knew when we left there that we had harvested so much more than just the fruit for Minot. We had harvested a marvelous memory to keep forever.
12: Tyson & Janelle | I’m most grateful for my mom caring for me through my difficult high school years. Often, her soft kind words would break through my protective shell. Because of other ongoing family troubles I often felt I couldn’t be anything but perfect in l things. I never wanted my parents to be concerned with me. Mom could still discern when I struggled and she could always find a way to tell me how much she loved and appreciated me. I’m grateful that she has lived her life in a simple, humble way with her focus always being on living the gospel. I am grateful for all of the summer fishing and camping adventures that we went on. I know it was a financial burden but it was so much appreciated. I also am grateful that Dad always honored his priesthood and has faithfully served in the church and temple. --Tyson
13: "I love mom and dad because they have sacrificed so much and they have unconditionally loved me." --Tyson
14: One of the funniest memories I have of Mom is when she would get so frustrated with Paul or Mark and give them “The Helicopter” --Tyson | One of the funniest memories I have of Dad is when I placed a game caller in the ceiling of the furnace room and then I convinced Dad there was an animal that got in there. We went out to the garage to get a flashlight and weapons of war: fish net, tree trimmers and a hammer. I used a leather glove and reached up into the enclosed space while dad looked on. He kept threatening to call the proper animal authority. I then yelled and pretended the animal was thrashing my arm. Dad screamed as well and said a bad word. --Tyson
15: "I love you Grandma and Grandpa because you tell me stories, help me any way you can, send me wonderful letters, let me stay in your home, and are some of the most Christ-like people I know, and righteous examples. I will never get too old to give you guys hugs. Thank you for your love and devotion to the family and me!" --Alex
16: This is going to sound horrible, but I absolutely love scaring Grandpa Williams. I’d hide behind the door when he came over and jump out at him, screaming loudly. He always jumped, clutched at his heart with his eyes closed and tell me I was going to give him a heart attack. I did this to poor Grandma, too, but Grandpa’s reactions were always more dramatic. I think he overdid it a bit just to please me. | My Grandma Williams is a wonderful woman. She’s always so gentle and soft-spoken. Her patience with us rambunctious children showed most to me when she was teaching me piano. I was a rather difficult student, I’m afraid. I’d mess around on the piano while she was trying to tell me something and I wouldn’t let her count as I played. Through it all she was patient with me, and though I was not very grateful for much then, I realize and appreciate her efforts more now, for otherwise, I most likely would not have learned piano at all.
17: As a kid, and even now, some of my most memorable experiences with my grandparents have simply been helping in the garden. Holding a hose straight to make rows when planting, weeding the carrots and onions, gathering raspberries for jam, checking if tomatoes were ripe, picking beans, shucking corn while avoiding the wasps. I also enjoyed the cooking part of the process including: watching the pressure cooker, going over to help Grandma make cookies or bread with her singing, “Qué, Sera, Sera” or “A Tisket, A Tasket”, and tasting Grandpa’s food processor (juicer) creations and listening to stories of his life in the Navy, as a professor, raising his kids, and the way life used to be. I was especially mesmerized by tales of squid, monkey liver, and chocolate-covered frog legs. I could go on and on, but I’d better not, since it’s not just me writing the book. This is only a chapter, a small segment celebrating the continuing legacy of two amazing people who have made it this far and have been very influential in my life. Grandma and Grandpa – I love you. --Lindsay
18: I love Grandpa Williams because..."He gives me candy, calls me “Pill” and doesn’t get too mad if I go in his garden and gives me hugs-hates bugs. I love you with just about all my heart! --Kayli | I love Grandma Williams because..."She calls me a “pill”, gives me praise and treats. Everything she is I love! Period!" --Kayli
19: My favorite memories of Grandma and Grandpa Williams are "Picking beans, canning. Scaring Grandpa. Baking with grandma. I love them both!" | "Little things over time amass into huge deposits. Love’em both!" --Kayli
20: I love Grandpa Williams because "He is very kind." --Dallin | I love Grandma Williams because "She is very understanding." --Dallin | My favorite memory... "At Thanksgiving, everybody was happy... especially Grandma and Grandpa." --Dallin
21: (Luke felt it was insulting to Grandma and Grandpa Williams to have to put his love into words or to explain it.... His love knows no bounds and can't be put into words!)
23: My favorite memories of Grandma and Grandpa Williams: The first time I gave them a hug. I like going to church with them and coming back home with them in their car. Sunday dinner at their house. They give us candy. They let us come over to their house. They give us big hugs and kisses. They let us help with their garden. I like watching TV with Grandpa and he teases us and tickles us. He tells good jokes and reads us stories. I like grandma’s puppet shows. | I love Grandma Williams "because she gives us food. She is really nice to us.." --Ciara | I love Grandpa Williams "because he lets us watch TV. He is really nice to us." --Ciara
24: I love Grandpa "because he is our grandpa!" --Benjamin | I love Grandma "because she is part of our family too!" --Benjamin | My favorite memories of Grandma and Grandpa: "Hugs...they always give hugs and they always like hugs. I like riding on grandpa’s lawnmower with him."
25: I love Grandpa Williams "Because he loves me and he is kind. He’s Poppa." | I love Grandma "Because I know she loves me. She laughs and smiles a lot."
26: The most important thing I learned from my mom is being kind...through her example. I have never known her to be mean or say a mean word to anyone. --Tyson | The most important things I learned from my dad are the value of education and serving others with that education. I have also learned from dad that the family should rally around any individual who would be lost or in trouble. He’s all about the rescue, especially when it involves travel.
27: "I'll never forget when I was in high school, I took mom to the Hoste Fest where we did the polka in the All-Season’s arena. There were thousands of people doing the polka in a clockwise fashion. I also remember one summer when our beautiful garden had sustained two successive hailstorm thrashings in the night. In the morning I went out to inspect the damage and found mom sitting in front of the garden, crying to the Lord in prayer. We relied on the garden to defray the cost of food. That year the garden fully recovered and we harvested the produce we needed to can." --Tyson
28: The most important thing I learned from Carolyn: "Persistence is more important than speed in getting a job done. To love and serve unconditionally, without judgment or expectation. I hope to be half as good of a mother-in-law as Carolyn is." The most important thing I learned from Dave: "His garden expertise and his everlasting,” no limits” to loving and helping his children (natural born and married in) and grandchildren." --Janelle | Something I'll never forget about Dave and Carolyn: "Carolyn has always worked for the good of the family without complaint. I love to see Dave’s careful monitoring of the garden: standing at the edge or sitting on the lawn chair or at the kitchen table." --Janelle | I have always been grateful that both Carolyn and Dave and the rest of the family have accepted me from the beginning and made me feel loved and welcome.
29: I was so grateful when Carolyn would come for the birth of our children. And when she would come over and help me with the housework. --Janelle | I'm grateful that Dave kindly and wisely counseled Tyson and I to wait until April to be married instead of Christmas time when we would be without jobs or housing. I wanted to think that maybe he just didn’t like me because I really wanted to get married right away (impetuous youth!) but I couldn’t believe that because of his gentle kindness. I knew he was right and that he loved his son and accepted me.
30: When I was a young boy I would go with Dad to Kanarraville. We would go on the mountain. We would usually borrow someone’s old truck and drive up the steep dirt mountain road. I can still picture in my mind the scenes as we climbed up to the mountain land. We would stay I the cabin which overlooked the high mountain valley. We would fish at Uncle Gary’s pond and catch the largest rainbow trout I had ever seen. We would catch horny toads and keep them as temporary pets. We loved the Indian cave with petro glyphs, went to Frances’ cave which was full of sand and seemed almost hidden from the meadow below. We would then climb up the rocks near Frances’ cave and stand on the flat rocky overlook to see the entire upper valley and part of Zion’s Park. We would hike through the quiet hollows with great rock formations and quaking aspen groves to surprise a deer or two.
31: We would drink out of the clear springs that came from the side of the mountain.When Dad drank that water it almost seemed to give him a certain vitality of life. We would retire to the cabin and start a fire in the old iron stove, laugh and talk about the day’s events and climb the pine log ladder to sleep in the upper loft in our sleeping bags. We would also travel to horse ranch and talk of the days before the government took over the land. We would visit the site of the old family summer cabin and walk to the rim of the cliff overlooking Kolob. I could see that Dad would be more alive like he was in his element. You could see in his eyes how much he loved the places, the smells, the sounds, the springs, the animals, the familiar bright stars, and, most of all, the memories. It was his piece of heaven that we shared together for a time. --Tyson
32: PAUL & SALWA | Something I'm most grateful about my mom was that "[she] was always there, always home. She was always there if we needed her. When we came home from school, everything. If we needed help on homework, if you wanted to share things with her, if you needed a ride, she was there for us. I am also very grateful that they got married in the temple, that's a big deal. I am grateful that they always taught us that was a priority. "Even though [dad] was busy he was always involved when it mattered. School functions, sports, church functions, he was always there. He always taught me to read my scriptures and say prayers. I'm grateful for that." --Paul
34: The two most important things I learned from my mom are hard work and the importance of prayer. She was always working from before we woke up till she went to bed. She would always say, "Hard work never hurt anybody". She would always make us finish what we started. If we had a test or a basketball game, a test, or any challenge, she would always say, "I'll be praying for you"..."have you said your prayers?"..."The Lord will Listen". --Paul
35: The two most important things I learned from my dad are the importance of home teaching and serving in the church, and reading and loving the scriptures. When he was Branch President in New Town, there were many nights that after working a full day he would leave at 9 or 10 at night to travel 1 and a half hours away to solve an issue and not come home till the early morning hours. I also remember going with him on Sundays, and being involved. We would pass the sacrament, help set up the building etc. When people needed my dad, he always went, and we would go with him. He would always ask my advice when we were home teaching, and I remember one time, the guy was going through a divorce, and dad brought me in for part of it, and asked me what i thought. I thought, "I don't know, I've been looking at the lava lamp the whole time!" That taught me I need to be more actively present in home teaching appointments. –Paul
36: "I love you Grandma because I've known you a long time. You are kind. She's my grandma and I'm supposed to love her. I love her because she plays bean bag with me, and she lets me do plays. Because she is far away, when I get the opportunity to be with her, it feels nice." --Tehya | "I love Grandpa Williams because I have known him for a long time. He is kind, and tells us good jokes, and he brings treats." --Tehya
37: "I love Grandma Williams because she plays with us, she has fun with us, we play catch with her, we paint with her, we color with her, we play puppet shows with her, we eat with her, we have picnics with her, we have naps with her, we play legos with her, we have fun with her... that's about it, that i know." --Brynn | "I love Grandpa Williams because he gives us candy--remember those little things that are hard and he has a whole jar of them and he you twist them, they are in his room and he lets us have them? I feel kind of happy inside and funny and fun when I go to his house. I feel kind of good inside, not like in Sikeston." --Brynn
38: "I love Grandma Williams because her was playing catch with us and she was um, she was letting us play with the puzzles. Her usually likes me, and her writes me letters. The end." --Andrew | “I love Grandpa because he easily plays with us. I love him because when he loves me, he always loves us, and when he loves us he gets to play with us so many times. I like him cause he goes fishing with me, and when he goes fishing with me I catched a big fish. We had to go in the Grandpa trap, and we had to go out of it and it was fun. He is a grandpa trapper, he traps people. He sits and holds me in his lap. Yeah he, really does, and he pretends he has a tail and he pretends he bites his tail. And, when I grow up, I wanna be just like Grampa. The end. " --Andrew
39: "I love Grandpa...gives me treats, give me treats!" --Teagan | I love Grandma because, “Grandma Williams, her tag me outside, her wants to tag me this way, that way, this way, everywhere." Anything else you love about Grandma Williams? "Oh... her give me treats!” --Teagan
40: I consider Dave and Carolyn, mom and dad. I respect and love and cherish them. They are truly a treasure in my life. I have been so blessed with 'in-laws', who are so unconditionally loving. It is something I hope to be with my own children's spouses. Honestly, the way they have taken all of us in and loved us as part of their own family. I have been so blessed by their generosity. When we were first married, we lived with them for a month and a half. I don't consider myself an easy person to live with. Both Dave and Carolyn were so kind and I know it wasn't easy for them to live with the newly wed spaz wife. They were very kind as always, and only complained once, it was about the length of my showers! I was so embarrassed that I had been taking all the hot water! They were so gracious, and loving... and still are. Carolyn has always been my secret "role-model." I look up to her with deep respect. I have watched her serve her family for years and have been utterly amazed with her desire to do so out of love, without ever complaining. I have watched her teach... in everything she does. She is always teaching. I am talking about teaching everyone, at anytime, in any place. The gospel, and her testimony, and her daily life are so entwined that it just ooozes out of her. In stories and and examples and advice that allows you to reflect on how the principles of the gospel bless her life. One of my favorite stories she shares is about when she was young, she and her friends needed her dad to come and pick them up. He came, and it was late, they needed a ride home.
41: He ended up taking them all home, and returning back to the house. After turning off the car, he turned to her and said, "I want you to know that I went out of my way tonight to go and pick you and your friends up. I want you to know that not one of them said thank you. "Carolyn, I hope that you always remember to thank people in your life who go out of their way to do things for you." These are the type of stories that she shares. She has a gift of teaching, and she has taught me so much as I have learned what life is about through her and Dave both. I really consider them as I do my own parents. Dave is so much fun to have around, he is a kid magnet. The grandkids absolutely adore him. He has such a fun way about him, and loves his family so much! He is always concerned when we have a baby that we will have enough help and it means so much to me that he really cares. He has the most beautiful prayers that I have ever heard. I really believe that is a gift to communicate with God and ask for Him to pour out blessings for his family the way he does. We have felt the blessings from those prayers that both Dave and Carolyn offer. I have never heard a prayer like Dave's though, they are truly beautiful and I am grateful for that example of Faith. Now that they are retired, we have watched them work together as a team to accomplish everything. They really watch over each other, and care for each other. Another great example. I will be eternally grateful to them for the son they raised. Paul learned from them respect for each other, hard work, determination, overcoming difficult things is part of life, the importance of service, and honoring the Priesthood. I love them more than they will ever know. love, Salwa
42: F O R E V E R
43: One of my funniest memories of Mom: "One night we were making donuts, and mom said, "It's getting late, you better go to bed." "No, we're not tired, we said." Mom said, "You better get to bed, you have seminary in the morning." About 11pm, we told my dad we were putting a note on the door that said "WE ARE NOT GOING TO SEMINARY". We told dad, "We really are going to go eventually, we are just going to sleep in a different room and see what happens." So we put a big note on the door of our room, "Mom, don't wake us for seminary, we are NOT getting up!" Then we locked that door. The next morning, we heard mom come down the stairs as usual. "Time to get up, Time to get up". I remember her reading the note and then she started banging on the locked door, "No sir, No sir," and started shaking , knocking the door down, "Get up! Get up! I told you to go to bed earlier. I will get your dad, I will tear the door down, I am getting a key..... etc etc. " Meanwhile, we woke up across the hall as we heard her banging . We sat and listened to her rant and rave for about 5 minutes, getting a pretty good laugh out of the whole thing. At the point we thought she was going to break the door down, we came out of the other room laughing and she had a VERY PUZZLED look on her face, as we said, "We're over here, we are going to seminary." We all ended up with a good laugh, had some donuts and went to seminary." --Paul
45: One of my funniest memories of dad: "One year it was summer vacation. Mark , dad and I (Paul) were fishing (I think at Yellowstone River). Tyson was on his mission at the time. We woke up that morning and had realized that a gopher chewed through the bottom of our tent and made some pretty good holes. Dad was fuming mad at these gophers! A few minutes later we were eating breakfast at the camp site picnic table, and dad saw a gopher and was still upset about the holes in the tent. He picked up a rock, aimed to hit the gopher and somehow ended up hitting the car in the complete opposite direction and made a nice ding!! Mark and I knew he was mad about that so we tried to hide our laughter behind the cereal boxes, then when we looked up we saw that he started into a good laugh himself. So it turned out pretty funny in the end." –Paul
46: Mark and Renee
47: I’ve always been grateful that Dad took time for the ‘boys camping trip’ each year. I looked forward to this event each year, and some of my best memories from my youth and childhood come from those trips. --Mark | One of my favorite things to do with Mom was to take a night each Christmas season and turn off all the lights, sit next to her, and just talk. The light from the Christmas tree brought a pale, calming glow as we sat there in the darkness. I don’t remember anything in particular that was said, but I will never forget the peaceful feelings of those nights. --Mark
49: One experience with Dad I will never forget occurred in my senior year of high school. The high school basketball team made it to the state tournament in Bismarck. Before leaving for the tournament, Dad asked me if I wanted him to attend and I said ‘no’. I knew I wasn’t going to get much playing time, and I knew there were a lot of really busy and stressful things going on at home with health issues, Dad’s work, etc. I told Dad it would be a better use of his time to just stay home, so he said he probably wouldn’t come. Well, the team ended up making it to the championship game and winning. As I was on the court celebrating the victory with my teammates, I scanned the crowed and saw someone on the edge of the crowd who I did not expect to see...Dad. He had made the 100 mile trip by himself and was standing there quietly just outside the crowd. When he caught my eye, he gave me a big smile. I can still clearly remember how much that smile meant to me. I knew he wasn’t smiling because we won the game, he was smiling because he was proud of me. I believe Dad’s smile that night would have been just as big had we lost the game or if I would have played 30 seconds or 30 minutes. Dad’s presence there that night meant the world to me and reinforced the truth that Dad was on my team. --Mark
50: "I love grandma because she gives me hugs and because she always plays with me" --Adam
51: I love grandpa because he gives me candy and hugs...and something else...he always plays with me, chases me and tickles me." --Adam
52: a | GROOMSMEN GETTING READY | I love grandpa because he comes and plays...and because he gives me candy." --Elise
53: I love grandma because she makes dinner for us and because she comes to our house." --Elise | i | ab
54: Above all, Mom taught me the importance of unconditional love. This teaching didn’t come via discussion or lecture, it come through thousands of examples played out in day-to-day living. From my earliest memories, I always loved to be hugged and held by Mom. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve understood why. It’s because Mom’s love was never dependent on how I did in school, or how popular I was, or even how I treated her. Mom loved me because I was hers, and even though I caused her plenty of frustration in life (especially in my younger, temper-tantrum years), Mom’s hugs and soft, tender voice always served as welcomed evidence of the strength and endurance of Mom’s love. --Mark
55: Dad taught me the importance of sacrifice in the service of others. Throughout much of my growing up years Dad was the Branch President in New Town. I remember Dad making the drive to New Town on countless, often inconvenient, occasions. I would often volunteer to go with Dad on those trips. I would ask countless questions to Dad in the car about everything I could think of as we traveled the 70+ miles to New Town. We would often arrive in the New Town to find the people Dad was supposed to help weren’t even there or didn’t even want to be helped. During those trips, I learned that true service to others often requires sacrifice and that the true blessings of such services aren’t conditional on outward success but on the inward intentions of the heart.
56: I will never forget the time that Dad took me and Paul to the Rodeo in Minot. I was about 14 and Paul was about 16. Dad loved it..he was like a kid at a candy store. He started yelling ‘yeee haaaa!!’and flinging his arms about during many of the events. There were times where it seemed like Dad was about to jump out his chair, find the nearest horse, and get out there for some calf roping. I still remember looking at Paul with an expression of pure disbelief and mild embarrassment as we witnessed a side of Dad that we had never before seen. --Mark | Memories
57: One of my funniest memories with Mom occurred shortly before my mission. I had the hiccups and couldn’t get rid of them. I was in the mall with Mom and she was silently putting up with my hiccupping. Finally, as we were walking through a department store, Mom turned to me and in her most serious voice and mannerism said “Mark, your socks don’t match!” I was surprised by this statement because Mom had never before been too strict with me on obedience to fashion rules and I didn’t understand why different colored socks merited such a serious response in the middle of a department store. Well, I was even more confused as I looked down and saw that my socks actually did match. At this point, Mom responded to my perplexed expression and said “are your hiccups gone?” I then realized Mom was trying to scare me out of my hiccups and having unmatched socks was the scariest thing she could think of at the time! Well, it didn’t make the hiccups go away, but it did serve as comical evidence of the angelic innocence and goodness of Mom. --Mark
58: I love Carolyn because she is so purely good! To me, she has the great gifts of humility, kindness, and patience. I've always felt she's as close to "angelic" as they get and deeply admire her purity of heart. I will always be grateful for her love and acceptance of me, and especially for how she has loved and influenced Mark. So many of the wonderful things I love about him have come from his Mom! Carolyn, we are all blessed by your goodness! --Renee
59: My favorite thing about Dave is his great love for his family. I've always felt loved by him and am grateful for his constant encouragement and support. It seems he's always saying things to tell me he's proud of Mark and me, that we're in his prayers, and that he loves us. I know Dave would always be there for us if we needed anything. He's funny, kind, and a wonderful grandpa! We love you! --Renee | TOGETHER FOREVER
60: One of my funniest memories with Dad occurred on a fishing trip to Montana when I was about 13 yrs old. Dad, Paul, and I were fishing on the Madison river in Bear Trap Canyon. We were having a slow fishing day. Paul and I were sitting and fishing off of a big rock in a lazy bend in the river and were complaining a little that we weren’t catching any fish. Shortly thereafter Dad disappeared down the trail. A couple of minutes later Dad reappeared about one hundred yards upstream. Dad was climbing on some pretty big, steep rocks out to a real rapid part of the river to get to a good looking fishing spot. Paul and I sat there in amazement and stared at Dad as he risked life and limb to break our fishing dry-spell. We were also both silently wondering which one of us was going to have to jump in the cold river to get Dad if he fell off of his very unstable looking foothold.
61: At first it appeared that Dad had made a brave and wise choice because after just a couple of casts he landed a nice-sized brown trout. Dad proudly smiled and raised his pole to show us the large fish dangling on the line. However, that proud smile quickly turned to a look of panic as Dad started to lose his foot hold on the slippery rock. Within about one second, Dad lost his footing all together. In an effort to balance himself Dad flung his hand that was holding his fishing pole towards a nearby rock and, as a result, that beautiful brown trout was catapulted about 30 feet in the air, broke the line, and landed downstream. Not long after this excitement, Dad pulled himself slowly back up onto the rocks and made it back to shore. Paul and I were glad to see Dad safe but, admittedly had a hard time keeping our faces straight the rest of the day. --Mark
62: One experience I will never forget with Dad occurred in 2002 right after my graduation from BYU. Mom & Dad had come to watch my graduation and then we went down to Kanarraville for a few days. One sunny afternoon Dad and I headed up Kanarra Creek canyon to the narrows. Dad had been talking for quite some time about wanting to take me up to the narrows, and I could sense his excitement. As we moved up the canyon trail, I was surprised to see Dad moving so quickly and with such a spring in his step.
63: I had to coax him to even stop for occasional breaks. He was also excitedly telling me stories about his prior childhood expeditions up the canyon. For a few moments on this sunny Southern Utah afternoon Dad was free from the troubles and worries of the world..he was a boy again...spending time in one of his favorite places in the world passing on some of his most precious memories to his youngest son. I will be forever grateful to have had this afternoon together with Dad. --Mark
64: Leslie and Greg | The most important things I learned from my mom are: First, pray sincerely and pray often. Second, be kind and be true to the gospel. Third, work hard. The most important things I learned from my dad are: First, family comes first and he will do anything in his power to help his family. Second, go to the temple whenever you can. -Leslie
65: *will go out in the garden and help the grandkids find raspberries. He lets Tyler and Jacob help him in the garden and it makes them feel special. *will let the kids ride with him on the riding lawn mower. *likes to show how he can blow up his biceps with his thumb. | *does puppet shows and plays piano with the grandkids. *is famous for her raspberry, and strawberry jam and her rolls too! *loves to read, walk, and go to the temple. | MOM... | DAD... | BOTH... | work hard at canning and they are known in the Minot ward for their kindness, and commitment in helping by preparing couples for the temple and just helping where they can.
66: Mom likes to keep things organized and clean. We all know that. Dad got dressed for the day and he laid his socks on the bed and had to leave the bedroom for something ( left for a few seconds) and came back and his socks were gone! Of course, he wants them and finds out mom quickly put them back in their dresser...to clean up! | My dad doesn't like the "cute" little bunny rabbits eating his garden. Many years ago I remember dad getting a large fishing net and chasing a little bunny around the yard with it. It was so funny. I really think he thought he was going to get that bunny or maybe he was just fed up. Regardless, it was great entertainment for me!! --Leslie
67: My dad always makes sure we know that he loves us. He will say..."Leslie, let me tell you something..." or, "Do know you what?... I love you." | If anything went wrong in my life and I was down, it didn't matter how far apart we were-- I would call my dad and tell him my sorrows or worries. I would always feel better talking to him. One time I broke my in-laws stove (really expensive stove) and I called him from Texas all worried. He sang me the song : "It's alright to cry..crying gets the sad out of you...it's alright to cry...it might make you feel better." Ha! Very funny dad! --Leslie
68: I love Grandpa because... "He gives me treats. I like that. But then he wants a hug. I help Grandpa in his garden." --Tyler
69: Jacob, why do you love Grandpa David? "Grandpa David can blow up his muscles with his thumb."
70: I remember my mom listening to me whenever I needed someone to talk to. My mom helped me get my 1st Personal Progress award. She taught me piano at first. She has been there for me through everything. I want to be more like her. --Leslie | I remember going shopping with my mom and Salwa to look for Salwa's wedding dress. Salwa didn't find a dress at that time but I did. It was on sale for $50.00! I loved it and my mom bought it for me and I wasn't even dating a guy at the time! That was awesome. --Leslie | Emily
71: Dad had to go Dr. Ricks (his dentist) to get temporary teeth/bridge for his front teeth. It could be taken in and out. He showed me, mom, Tyler and Jacob. He said it was the best Dr. Ricks could do at the time and then he smiled. Me and mom about died. He had a bridge with yellow teeth and one gold tooth. It looked really bad but the bridge fit him perfectly so I was like....Dad, you have to get another one...that is so ugly. He laughed and laughed. I guess Dr. Ricks made them just for dad as a joke and I heard the two of laughed so hard in the dentist office. Dad loves that joke and story. He really looked crazy in those teeth. --Leslie
72: Greg and I had just gotten married and we had just finished getting our wedding pictures taken. We went to the Joseph Smith memorial building (where our reception was) to change. We found a room and we were alone for the first time after being married. Oooh! It was so weird. I don't know what Greg was thinking (well..) but I was thinking.. Oh hud!...I can't change in front of Greg can I?...or can I? Anyways, it was getting weird. That's all I'm going to say about that. Then there comes a knock on the door and it was my mom. She was lost and needed help getting back to the reception room. Greg thought it was funny but I helped her find her way back. I don't think she thought twice about it but she happened to knock during a tense moment in my life and I was fine with it. After the reception, Greg and I walked to our honey moon hotel and there at the front desk stood my parents! I'm like...OK, Really? Fortunately, they were there to pay for our room as a gift. A nice surprise. However, this time I was relieved that my dad was there just in case my mom got lost again. I don't know what Greg would have thought if she knocked a second time. Funny story and I kept it clean.
74: My mom would leave notes and letters on my bed for me and I would find them when I came home from school. Her letters are always heart felt and so sincere. Even now she writes us all special letters. She is full of gratitude and love. I have a book full of her letters to me. Mom also is great at writing poetry. She has written some very special poems. Family history is important to her and she is good at recording things about our family and cherishing those who have gone on. --Leslie
75: Another story I remember is when my mom was out of town for my first prom and my dad had to help me prepare for prom. That meant hair, shoes, jewelry, etc. I didn't find out until later in my life how crazy I made him. He did all he could to help me and I didn't even know I was taking 10 years off his life! --Leslie | "Dave and Carolyn have always been good to me, Leslie, and our kids. They help us and support us. I am glad to have them as my in-laws and I'm glad our kids have them for grandparents. I wish them the best on their 50th anniversary." --Greg
76: Dave and Carolyn, you have been true to God and each other...
77: ...you have given your lives to your family, and now your influence will go on forever. We love and thank you with all our hearts!