I've participated in this one on Sara's blog and MaryRuth's blog so far. I'll play on yours, too, if you do it!
Come out, come out, wherever you are! Let's reminisce!
1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!
2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you.
8 comments:
One of my earliest memories of you is from life in the Village. You came over to watch B for me so I could sleep, but I couldn't sleep I wanted to hang out with a grownup so bad!
Really though, there is not enough room to put all of my favorite memories of you here.
All the spiritual conversations we've shared, our mutual love of all things fabulous, watching our boys grow up together, discovering that G is my long-lost older twin, and if I keep going the tears will start flowing because as much as G is my twin, you are too (in a completely opposite manner, of course!).
Oh yes, Gene Loves Jezebel & Flesh for Lulu. What were we thinking? But that was one fun night.
Countless YW events, dances, temple trips in Nancy's VW van, etc. Piano lessons at your house, trick or treating in ridiculous costumes.
I totally forgot about JEM...hilarious.
I remember Bishop W's obscenely large home and pool, too! And the fertility conversation!
I'm still mad at him because I wrote to him TWICE requesting his help in getting B's blessing certificate and not a once did I get a response.
That ward was awesome!
Probably he doesn't have access to the records if he is not the bishop of that ward anymore. You would have to find out who the current bishop is.
OK. Here goes. Do you remember sitting on your front steps "smoking" sassafrass twigs and listening to True Blue by Madonna and trying to decide if we were cool yet? (we weren't)
I remember long talks at the Fac Sup. I have a really cute picture of you somewhere. Good times. And I always thought you were so mature. You were only a year older than me but you were married so thus you were so wise and had it all together :)
And you were from Alaska which I thought was the neatest thing ever.
I also remember an article that you wrote for the Ensign. At that point we hadn't talked for years... but I remember sobbing through that article... it touched on so many things that I was struggling with at the time in my life and would continue to struggle with for many more years. I remember finding it even more moving because it was written by somebody I knew and loved.
I'm so happy I've found you again.
Having Thanksgiving Dinner with you and being intruduced to Steamed Pudding? Excellant! And my really yucky gravy.
Gravy separation can happen to anybody. And besides that it was pretty tasty!
Those were some good Thanksgivings.
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