Sister Act!

Alice was here for 10 days or so, but it coincided with our travels to Oregon for Ry's funeral, so we were not able to spend as much time together as we had planned.  We did enjoy an outing to JoAnn's - it's always fun to fabric shop with Alice.

 

But we did head out to Claremont to visit Aunt Mercedes, Byron's wife.  We had a delightful visit, and I plan to visit her again soon.  She had lots of great stories to tell - not just about Byron, but about her own life and background - much of it I had never heard before.

 

We especially enjoyed oohing and ahhing over Byron's '69 Camaro!!  Apparently it's something Dale had dreamed of owning!

Hopefully I can plan a trip to Utah at some point - and Alice will come again.  Hopefully she will miss any planned heat waves when she does come again!  (I must say, she is a really good sport about ghastly hot days - probably because she's had experience with so many kinds of weather!  Didn't hear her complain!)

More Nebeker memories

Harry, in an email to Sarah Nebeker,  "I wore a Jerry Garcia tie all day yesterday. I might have also shaved my head in homage but did not want to spend the whole day explaining."

"My hope is that you will not go one day without recognizing some special new blessing that will have come from all this grief you have endured recently.  That the pain will become pure joy."

"Our hearts are still crying with you and hope you're feeling somewhat comforted.  We all loved him."

The service is this Saturday - we are flying up for it.  I will try to take good notes.

Friendship and Sorrow

This photo is from the first year Harry ran Hood to Coast.  It was the year Agnes was born - which would be 2007.  It was so fun for Hannah and I to stay in Nebeker's basement - in the wonderful Norwegian bed - and then bike over to Seaside to see Harry finish.

 

Ry and Sarah have been part of our lives for so many years - it will be hard to realize Ry is really gone now.  We have lost other good friends - and time heals the sorrow - and we are so grateful for good memories - but it is sad.

 

Very soon after I got to know Harry, I got to know Ry - and he was at BYU for a time after Harry left on his mission.  My sister Alice and I drove to Covina to attend  his missionary farewell in summer of 1965.  I picked him up at the SLC airport when he came back to Provo after returning from Norway.

I wish I had photos of some the great adventures we had in those BYU years - I will just have to describe them I supopse.

I love the above photo of Ry with a baby Agnes - he had her charmed that day - in typical Nebeker fashion.

Ry was a one-of-a-kind - and I am so grateful we could call him friend.

Memory Lane in Centerville!

Harry F. and family are enjoying a Utah vacation.  They spent some time in Centerville yesterday.  Harry had asked me for old addresses - which I could not remember - but I could describe where things were - and he found them.  He told me, "I remember them, I just don't know where they are!"

This is the old white church - we attended there for the first couple of years we lived in Centerville.  On our very first Sunday, we hustled off to church - and no one was there.  It was the end of daylight savings time - and we hadn't set our clocks back!!

 

We ended up in this chapel - Harry Dad served in the bishopric here - we lived right across the street - so it was pretty convenient.  (and this was back in the day when you went to Priesthood, then came home and got the family and went to Sunday School, and then went home and had dinner and a nap and headed back in the late afternoon for Sacrament meeting!!)

 

This is the house we built - it was going to be forever - and then we moved out 6 months after moving in  - and went to California!!  (And you know the rest of the story!!)  I was not happy about moving - in fact, I was downright unhappy.  While Harry and Dawn were there, a woman walked by and said, "The woman here didn't like the house so she made her husband move."  Harry's comment:  "The legend continues!"

That's how urban myths are born!!

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