Kay has selected the photo update to our blog, and has put me in charge of the text.
We celebrated our 46th wedding anniversary last weekend with a trip to San Diego.  We visited the Mormon Battalion Historical Site in San Diego on Friday, the 20th of November, the day before our actual anniversary on the 21st.

This is Yours Truely in fromt of the Mrmon Battalion Center, leaning on a covered wagon wheel.  As most of you know, I am alway leaning on something, and since my golf clubs remained in the trunk on this trip, the wagon wheel was a good substitute.

This is that beautiful girl of mine at the entrance to the Center.  Though the center was much smaller than we expected, and the tour, guided by some very lovely and sweet sister missionaries was quite short, it was exttremely well done and inspiring.  That musket Kay is grabbing on to is bigger and most likely heavier than she is.

 Our visit to the San Diego Temple on our anniversary day was a great way to celebrate it.  After the session, we were asked if we would please help with some sealings.  Thus, we were kneeling across the alter from each other almost exactly 46 years to the hour from the first time we did 46 years ago.  Where have the years gone.  It was like renewing our own covenants to each other.

 This photo actually belies the talents of the photographer.  The day and the setting were absolutely beautiful.

The sad part about being down here in this beautiful and warm country this time of year is that we sorely miss our family and friends.  It is great to see our grandson attending to the leaf raking duties at home in our absense, with his faithful Guard Dog, Sampson, protecting his blindside.

We wish all of you a wonderful Thanksgiving Day and Holiday Season.  We truly have a great deal for which we are most thankful.  We send our love and thoughts to all.

Kim & Kay

We made it to Yuma, but unfortunately without our new driver.  We got to watch him all day the Monday before we left and his favorite place was in the driver's seat and pushing every bottom he could reach.

The Yuma Stake has a Fiesta each year and we were invited by a counselor in the stake presidency. There were tamales and great music.  They featured a Hispanic artist who does all her art work from recycled materials.  This is a most intersting lady we are standing by that she created.  Kim's Boise State shirt didn't seem to help the Broncos on Saturday.

October 2015

You have seen mostly our cute grandson this summer.  How could we help it?  He is so cute. (Remind us that in 14 years.)  So we made a trip to Utah to attend Kim's neice's sons farewell.  He was called to serve a mission in Spain, which is really cool, because his family comes from Spain.

So it is football season !!!

Steve and Cherie, Kim's neice and husband live on a hill in Heber City.  Standing on their front porch was this view.  We stayed in the RV while there and it was not too easy to move it for the picture, but it didn't impede the view of the mountains.

Here we are with the handsome missionary on September 27, 2015, the day before he left for Spain.

Our Trent tried his first ear of corn.  Maybe the butter is better than the corn.

Grandson's grow up too fast.  But firsts are always fun.  Especially your first blackberries.

Trent devouring blackberries.  When blackberries are ripe and good, the only option is to devour them. 

June 21, 2015,

We are on vacation in Martin's Cove, Wyoming.  We have some friends here serving a senior mission.  They help with the treks and with facility maintenance.  This is a very special and sacred place.

We woke up the first morning found what we thought were a few antelope out the window of our RV.  Then we looked more closely and found that there were dozens of them hiding in the grass.  We caught these two, but they were not very good at posing for us.  The mountains in the background are some of the oldest granite mountains in the world.  The smooth stuff at the bottom of the mountain is actually a huge accumulation of sand.   

We are joined by our friends, Elder and Sister Blackhurst.  

Here we are in the middle of Fort Seminole, part of Martin's Cove historical site.  Two French Canadians established a trading post here and were helping so many of the emigrants as they passed through central Wyoming on their way west.  They had closed it down before the Martin Handcart Company came through.  The rescuers brought the people to the fort but they could not all fit in the fort, so they went to a cove in the mountains that had three granite walls to protect them from the wind and stayed there for a few days until the bitter storm passed.  Almost 500,000 people passed through this area to get to points west.  

Kay in front of the Blacksmith shop at Martin's Cove.  Kay made this dress in 1976 while in Alaska during the country's bicenteniel celebration..  It is just a little snugger fit than it was all those years ago. It is the closest thing I have to a pioneer dress.

Kay is never complete without her handsome honey.

May 17, 2015

We had a big event in May that we have never participated in before.  We were invited to the Thai New Years Celebration with our son, Brandon, and his wife, Pear.  So here are some photos.

Trent's first formal outing with mom and dad.  He even has a tie.  You should have seen his dance moves on the dance floor.

Sometimes he prefers mom and dad to grandpa and grandma.

Only one of our grandchildren is has a Thai grandmother that is a professional seamstress. 

He loves to wear his mother's dark glasses.

His first attempt at drinking from a bottle.  They just put a little water in so he would not choke. (or drown)

Last week we got to take care of Trent for a few hours.  He handed grandpa the harmonica, climbed on his lap and promptly went to sleep.  Grandpa can get away with all kinds of favors when he is playing the harmonica.

Oh, how the time flies by when you are pulling weeds, planting peas, mowing lawns, golfing, and enjoying your little grandson.  Babies are so fun.  Here are some photos.

Kay got to share her noodles with Trent.  When he gets full, he feeds you

It was Trent's Moms birthday. She is feeding the thirsty bird some water.

He got his first haircut on Easter.  Love that pucker.

Trent being introduced to great grandma's chickens.

Kay had the special priviledge of watching grandson Trent all day today.  He is beginning to warm up to Papa and Grandma after the winter away.  He was even giving kisses, but we could not get the camera to cooperate at the right time. 

Papa loving the attention.

Grandma getting loves.

March 15-2015
We had lovely weather returning home this year.  It would have been nice if the motor home would have done a little better going up hills at more than 25 - 35 miles per hours.  But we made it.

This photo actually shows a redder pickup than what we could see.  Heading north from Laredo, we ran into some rainy, dirty roads.  We could hardly tell the pickup was red.

So our little grandson is walking now.  It is more like a stomping march.  He was actually going for the camera.

Getting reacquainted with Papa.  It was kind of scarey at first seeing that big guy he didn't remember.  

It looks like Papa was stealing his bottle, but actually Trent was sharing it with him.

February 2015 is almost over and we will be heading back to Idaho soon.  I (Kay) found this picturre on Kim's camera that we took last summer.  Some friends had come from Canada to visit us.  Since they live on the Canadian plains, we were showing them our mountains.

Kim's dad was a masonery contractor and he built this masonery cabin in the mountains not too far from Idaho City, up Grimes Creek.  We had lots of great family outings here when all the kids were younger, actually when they were kids.  After Dad died, his Mom did not want to keep it, so it was sold.  But it brought back great memories. 

Dear family and friends,

We took a little trip in January.  Some of Kim's golfing buddies from Idaho invited him to a golf tournament in Southern Nevada sponsered by the Idaho Golf Association.  So we climbed on a plane and flew into Las Vegas.  Got a ride to Primm, Nevada which is right on the Nevada/California border.  The golf course is actually 5 miles south of Primm in California.  We then rented a car and drove to Quartzsite and spent the day with Mom and Farrell.  Went on down to Yuma for a few hours then drove to Oro Valley, just north of Tucson, to spend a couple of days with Steve and his wife Marsha.  Did another round of golf there. 

Here they are at Primm Golf Course.  Norm Jensen, Kim and Steve Blackhurst.  These guys have been so supportive of Kim with his ALS.  Kim developed a heel spur on the way and played three days of golf in pain.  We found his some crutches for the last day. But he is still smiling. California mountains in the background.  We miss mountains in Brownsville.  The highest mountain is a pile of dirt when someone is excavating.

This is a photo taken from a cross walk on the 4th floor of the resort we stayed in at Primm.  The building was built as a kind of hexigon and this is the center of the resort.  There is a pool hiding behind the big tree.  There is an outlet mall attached to the building (past the casino.  Of course, there is a casona, it is Nevada.)  What is interesting is that one side of the mall charges California tax and the other side of the mall charges Nevada tax becuase the state line runs right through the building.

Now for the rest of  Nevada.  I turned around from the last picture and took this one.  Desert, for sure.

These are Kim's Brownsville golfing buddies.  Gary Holmes in the yellow shirt and Harold in the green.  Gary joined the church when were were here last spring. The hat Kim has on was made in Peru.  Beautiful hat and given to him by Rosy, Gary's wife.

We went to the zoo here in Brownsville.  Although not a real large zoo, it is suppose to be one of the best in the country.  Here is a baby chimpanzee.  He put a thin little twig and then could not make it work, so he found a stick that was stiff enough for him to hang from. 

This is a red-backed lemur.  We had hever seen one before.

This Mama Rhino weighs about 4000 pounds. One big girl.

There were four tortoises in the cage, but only three together.  These big boys are slow, but they were moving. 

The flamingoes were way more colorful than the picures shows.  Their necks could bend every which way.  They  had a very funny way of getting water and mostly stood on just one legs.  Kim could not copy them on that.