Temple Square Christmas Program

Sorry it has been so long, but this week has been unbelievably busy for me. As you know from other sources, we were in SLC last weekend. I was part of a very interesting meeting with a highly placed executive in IHC on Thursday morning. We left our house a little after 5:00 AM, and were on time for the 9:00 AM meeting, despite the morning traffic. You will remember that the end of last week was unseasonably cold! We watched the outside thermometer in our car all the way, and the record holder was Nephi. When we rolled through there before sunrise, the temperature was an astounding -20 °F. Needless to say, we didn't stop to stretch our legs.

While I was meeting, Bubby was in the temple doing initiatory work from the Dutch lines. When she got that done, she walked across the mall to the R.S. building. She wanted to look at some posters on display there. They provide some enrichment ideas. I joined her when I finished, and had a pleasant conversation with three volunteers who all had children/grandchildren who were attending, had attended, or wanted to attend SUU. I passed out copies of my business card, and did my promotional piece. Bubby was smiling the whole time. My role at the institution seems to be moving much more into a PR phase.

We had lunch in the JS Memorial building (Nauvoo Cafe) and Bubby found some nativity sets she wanted at Deseret Book. We drove to Babsy's to see the kids and wish her a happy birthday. We did dinner together, and then Bubb and I stayed at an SLC hotel for the evening (courtesy of the Utah State Legislature).

On Friday, afternoon, I had another meeting. This time at the Utah State Office of Education on 5th South. We enjoyed the loose schedule, but spent most of it with Babsy and the kids. That night, we took Jakey and Kate with us overnight. For Jake's birthday, Bubb wanted to show him a good time. Because it was our nickel, we stayed at Bubb's (and Jake's) favorite, the Little America. We had a nice garden room with a couple of queen beds. We headed to Temple Square for dinner on the 10th floor of the JS Memorial building, and walked around a little. We rode Trax to, and from, so I am sure the kids had fun. However, it was butt-cold. I was glad we had brought heavy coats for everyone.

Early Saturday morning, we were awakened to sirens right outside our window (on 5th South). Bubb got up to snoop (you know, "Who lawsee, I wonder what that is!"), grabbing a pair of glasses off of the night stand. All the noise turned out to be SLC's version of "Shop with a Cop", an annual good deed involving fire and law enforcement throughout the state.

Bubby got back into bed and read. About 30 minutes later, I wanted to get up, and started looking for my glasses. I looked high and low, but could not find them. Bubb rolled over, shining her flashlight on the subject (Jake and Katie were still sleeping). She said, "There they are," and I replied, "Those are yours." Of course it was only then that Bubb realized that she had been wearing my glasses for nearly an hour. As we began to laugh out loud at the situation, it all came clear. No wonder the view out the window was so blurry. No wonder she couldn't read properly while wearing the glasses. No wonder they didn't fit over her ears. We laughed so long, that we eventually woke up the Grands. Just another amusing episode in the lives of a couple of queekers.

Saturday night we were invited to dinner and the performance of the Mo Tab with guests Natalie Cole and biographer David Mccullough. It was a lovely occasion, and we enjoyed every minute of it. Uncle Rol and Auntie Nell made the arrangements for us. We never thought we would get an opportunity, so thanks to them.

On Sunday AM, we rose early and drove home. We wanted to be in Cedar City in time for our 1:00 PM choir practice. Of course it was snowy on our drive, but the further south we went, the better the conditions. The worst spot was Scipio pass, which hadn't been plowed. By the time we crested the summit, we were doing about 10 mph! Of course, there was snow to shovel at home, but we made the practice.

I am sure that there are other photos to be included in this post, but I don't have them here, so that will have to wait. We will leave our readers with an earnest wish for a Merry Christmas and prosperous New Year. (Photo credits go to Uncle Rol).



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