Kids

Tony was one when we moved from Logan to Monroe. We moved on this birthday. Wayne R Paul helped us pack my parents' pickup. We could fit everything we owned into the pickup bed and the Renault. I recall as we left town thinking how much I would miss where I'd grown up.

We moved from Monroe to Panaca on Paul's first birthday. We used my dad's pickup and a rented U-Haul trailer. I made three trips between Monroe and Panaca on July 31st to avoid mileage charges on the trailer (local only). The 4th trip was in the pickup and the Renault late at night. We stopped at Cedar Breaks to see the San Francisco Amateur Astronomers Club with their homemade telescopes. While Tony and Paul slept, Venice and I watched the stars and moon.

Tony was born in Logan. Paul was born in Richfield. Bryan was born in St. George. We covered the state with their births though Nevada was home.

Tony loved to play with Matchbox cars. He would line them up, keep them clean, and organized them. It may be that Matchbox cars were all we could afford at first. I still give my sons Matchbox cars for Christmas each year. Tony also loved books. Still does. I hope he writes a great one soon.

Paul liked war toys and transformers. He would play for hours in the dirt, burying vehicles, making roads, etc. Electronic games attracted him too. To avoid conflicts at Christmas time, we bought two of everything. Later, with Bryan aboard it became three of everything.

Bryan liked to be outdoors. He never seemed to mind the weather. He was as brown-skinned a kid as you'd ever see. I'm not sure it was all dirt. Bryan liked his trike then Big Wheel and the freedom it afforded him on the street where we lived. It was a dirt street at the time he was little.

I love my sons and wish we could all be together more often. They are the joy in my life. My heart aches for them out of desire to see and be with them.