Sunday, August 1, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Dana Reunion 2010 part 1





Dana Reunion 2010
So I guess I exceeded the amount of pictures I can post and how did I underline all the text? I am still learning. So on Tuesday, I had arranged with Lance to bring up a horse for the kids to ride. What a man he is. We all thought he was just like Uncle Reid, loving and kind. After all the kids had ridden Kate still was not going to ride. With Jeff forcing her and lifting her up to Lance she was finally in the saddle but still not too happy. How did we go from that to her wanting him to come back the next day? Love that she wanted to do it again.



Our favorite meal is always the dutch oven dinner prepared by Dennis and of course the kids love the fire and roasting marshmellos an making smores.




Dana decided she had eaten enough and began to play with hers. The result!

Boys love to shoot. Here they are using bb guns and then they went up the canyon to use the big guns.

The trip to Henrie's drivein is always a must. We won't show what everyone ate!1
For our reunion tshirts this year we spray dyed and had a great time being creative.
Courtney and Ruth. Just relaxing..... and so is Allen......Allen.....?

Gotta have a dog to love. Funny but Chase was way afraid of Sunny the whole time.








Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Dana's June Cabin trip
We just returned from a week at the cabin.
I took a little trip to Panguitch to visit friends and it turns out that everyone was at the funeral of Tom Proctor, Merle Stowell's brother. So I drove out to the cemetary and took a photo of Mom and Dad's headstone with her information engraved. What a beautiful day and week, everything was so green and lush. The lake is so full it is running over the top of the dam. I had to tell mom about that. She would be so thrilled. That was something she always want to do was to see how full the lake was.
We had a frequent visitor night and morning about 7 along with the deer. The night these pictures were taken she came with 5 deer and kept interacting with one of the deer. It was so fun. I hope no one harms it, I am told by a former Forester, Fred Houston that it is probably a hen and they do not taste good to eat. He said to listen early in the morning for the gobbles and noises that chicks would make and they are probably nested in a tree. He said that Toms have a beard in the middle of their chest so he thought this was a hen. Hope you all get to see it. Jim says he has seen more than one at a time.
While we were there we made a side trip to Orderville. I had already read 4 books and "needed" to get out.
Great-grandfather Kocherhans (Grandma Reid's father) was also there during this time and Grandma Loretta B. Young and Mary K. Reid were both children there at this time. They were the same age and I have a picture of them with me when I was a newborn.
This picture is of the woolen mill. I suspect that this is where Grandpa Kocherhans worked. That is what he did for a living prior to this and probably why he was called to go there. Remember the story about the boy who saved lambs tails to get money to buy some "city" pants. I bought a book written by one of the ladies that we visited with that I will leave at the cabin so everyone can see it.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Veda Miller Young November 26, 1994
If you want to put this on your own blog or anything, just go to Youtube and copy the embed code and post it. Hope you all enjoy!
Friday, January 8, 2010
Veteran's Day
Since today is Veteran's Day, I wanted to post something relevant. I thought of my Grandpa Woodrow Wilson Young who was in the US Navy during World War II. The last few times I saw him before he passed away just after Spencer was born in 1991, he told Allen and me the same story each time we saw him. I will do my best to remember it and post it here. If you know more about it than me, please comment and I will add to it. I can't remember what kind of ship or where his tour was.
When Grandpa was serving in the Navy, he was on a ship and they asked if any of the men were barbers. Grandpa figured there were less desirable jobs than being a barber, so he volunteered. Pretty soon they had all the men lined up behind several barbers who were giving them crew cuts. An officer noticed that Grandpa was not as fast as the other barbers, because he was doing a better job and leaving the hair a bit longer than the others. Pretty soon most of the men noticed as well and lined up for a haircut from him. The officer in charge told Grandpa to cut faster and he told him he wouldn't because the only haircut he was going to give was a good haircut. Grandma Young later told me that Grandpa made really good tips from his haircuts which he would send home to her and she was able to save a nice nest egg.
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