Lois suggested we go to the temple today in her honor.
I apparently didn't instruct Lois correctly on taking my picture,
but here's hers, proof we were there:
Before we went we joined the Bunkers from Bunkerville at the Blacksmith shop. Milt was giving them a tour and called to invite me - Brad Nielson, son of Lyman and Norma (and Bishop of the Third Ward in the building next to me), was dressed up and ran one of the coal fires for the kids to brand themselves a small piece of wood, about the same as when we did brands for our reunion keychains back in the day. He used the same family brand, the boot. Some of the kids did merit badges. It was cool. Well ... hot! actually.
We took the tour of Chris's house. My neighbor has done some cool stuff in there - including stripping the stucco from one of the living room walls to expose the double brick, and the whole house has the restored original wooden floors. I'm jealous, of course, she still has the pocket door. Hers is two doors, which meet in the middle. We went up to the single room upstairs with the east and west dormer windows. There was not one closet in the whole house when my neighbor bought it. (She added a large one across the whole east wall in the master bedroom, and cubby closets along one short wall in the dormer room.
Roger Bunker's wife, Regina, put pictures of the remodeled interior in a book she made - can purchase it from Shutterfly, and she put several pages in it of the Niels journal I typed, that referred to Chris. She missed a few though - said she read it solid for a day-and-a-half, long into the night, was under the gun to publish in time for the reunion. Too bad she wasn't computer savvy enough to realize she could word search it. (I didn't point that out.) She used some of the pictures I included and she had pictures we don't have. I made my neighbor swear she'll get her email address when she toured after us, so I can get the pictures, and I can at minimum point out where in it she can find the part where Chris makes up his mind to find himself a wife and picks Delilah, and the part where he describes building the house. I gave Milt the single sheet of shop stationery, but I tried to duplicate it on the computer so it looked very close, and put it in the journal pdf. She put it in the book, which pleased me. The journal, BTW, is at www.fugal.net.
We found out the Sonny Fugal (Alan) is married to Paul Fugal's first wife, Judy! Lives in American Fork. We found out that even after Daddy died, Norma would have Milt service her car. I was talking about how she "made" Dan plant new trees in front of my house and how I worried about the tree trucks becoming bigger than the space they're in. (Which was prompted by his memory of Delbert visiting and digging out all the sidewalk cement slabs, to flatten out the tree roots underneath.) Milt said Norma would walk out and tell him it was time to service her car and then stand there, giving him the message that he was to do it NOW. Made us laugh.
Great day. Thanks, Mom (and Lois). Love you!
[Oh my goodness! (Or Oh my stars! as Mom's sisters would say.) It's late and I'm lazy, so I was looking online for a picture of Chris Fugal's house and I found a ZILLION Fugal pictures at:
You gotta take a look at Jan Fugal ... for one. Some of Andreas I've never seen before. There's a Martha Fugal. ?? And one of Christian Fugl I don't think I've seen.]