Sunday, August 17, 2014

Week of August 11 - 17, 2014

I seem to always find that my "week off" is full of activity. It is good, since I really make sure I use each day to the fullest.

Monday -  I woke up early, ran, and then set to work. Playroom was cleaned and re-organized, Christmas ornaments were put away until November, painting supplies were all put away, house was dusted, vacuumed and the kitchen was mopped, and the bathroom scrubbed. When Dee headed to a supplier, I wrestled Kayty to come with me to Costco, where she assisted in lifting a 50 pound sack of bird feed and a case of water into both my cart and my car. We also got gas, I ran into Michael's to use a coupon and complete a project, and I stopped for Kayty's "needed" Mountain Dew.

After stuff was put away, I cooked some deer meat and made salad for dinner, and we worked in the yard. I trimmed lantana growing under the citrus trees and hauled two wheelbarrowloads out to the pile. Dee and I worked the rest of the time on the Ironwood tree that had split in half and has on the ground - clipping, sawing, and hauling. I was exhausted and itchy after done.

Tuesday - I ran again, and then did work in the yard. I hauled two more Ironwood loads to the pile. After Dee's had eaten breakfast and left for a supplier visit, I cleaned the pantry and vacuumed the whole house. I had a list, both at WalMart and Dollar Tree, so I then got stuff checked off my list. I finished the pantry, did some laundry, made two birthday cards for granddaughters, got their birthday presents is lots of little things, isn't it. We worked in the yard and waited to hear from Morgan (who was coming to town to work out some traffic issues), which led to talking to Sharynn and Rollin...a lot. Dee trimmed some more palm fronds, and I started hauling, until a wind and rain storm interrupted...We have had a pretty good monsoon season, with numerous rain events. This one began heavy and then drizzled to rain the rest of the night. At about 9:30 pm, a ring of the doorbell indicated Morgan had been located...he got to Ethan and Cameo's, and she and Kaylee brought him home. I think she was afraid she was going to have to stay here, so Kaylee was not too happy, even with some kisses from Grammy. There was visiting, Dee took a bike ride, and I went to bed exhausted and late.

Morgan seems to have really grown up. The experiences of the last few months have really seemed to have a maturing impact on his life. It holds true that it is not what happens to us, but what we DO with what happens to us.

Wednesday - It was 75 humid degrees when I ran, but it was so nice. I finished hauling palm fronds in a sprinkle of rain. Dee ate his bacon and eggs, and I headed out to ride a bus. They were timing tour buses to and from the temple, so we met in Wet N Wild Waterpark Parking Lot...

lined up and boarded

got off, lined up, and boarded again,

and returned.

Fun to do something help...

I took Morgan to the MVD to try and get the old traffic violations taken care of.

There is much for him to do...

and spend. He asked Dee for a priesthood blessing to guide him in deciding what to do.

The guys got a LOT of that palm tree cut apart and hauled out, or ignited.

I hauled a few wheelbarrowloads too.

They had sushi

We watched Duck Dynasty.

Good way to end the day.

Thursday - I ran at was cooler and less humid feeling. I didn't do much yard work, but managed to get a couple things straightened, made breakfast for Dee, and headed to the doctor.

The medical assistant, not the doctor, removed the stitches...
Seven Itchy Stitches...Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...
She remarked that I had a rash from the bandage...and then she put another one on.

I had Dee remove it as soon as I got home.

Our Again-Attempted-But-Life-Gets-In-The-Way trip/vacation to Thatcher was cancelled.

I cleaned, vacuumed, dusted,

Talked to two adorable you Joshy and Grace...on the phone...

 made Haystacks...

And worked in the yard. I am just a hauler...

Morgan did TONS!

Including relocating the slide to the pool area...

 Which Kayty loved!

Great night...

Friday - Friday, I was dragging. I was tired of running, but since my exercises are still out of the question for a few more days, I headed out. I got some yard work done...not much, but some, woke Dee up, and just hung out all day, because I had made other plans. My weeks off go BEST when I have a plan for every day. I need to also have a back up plan, so I can make the most of my time.

Dee and Morgan went and ate lunch with Dorrie.

I got a suitcase full of Nate's forgotten things ready. A sister in our ward is moving to Idaho Falls in a couple of weeks, and she might be able to fit his stuff in. That suitcase is so heavy, it would cost a fortune to ship.

In the afternoon, I worked on getting another Christmas stocking ready to go.

This one is Zyan's.

Dad wanted to get some crunchy seaweed at Costco, so we had a carfull, with Kayty and Morgan both coming. It was much WORSE than when they were kids...

Nothing But Mayhem!

But Dad got me this nice wreath that I admire every year at Costco but talk myself out of purchasing until it's gone.

Saturday - I was beat, but I ran to the temple and back.

Doesn't that sound nice? Ran to the temple and back.

I still can't actually believe it!

Morgan couldn't wake up, so Dee and I hit some yard sales, changed the oil in the car, I dusted and vacuumed, and he fixed watering system pipes and sawed some mesquite into firewood.

Kayty headed out to work, Doran and Amber dropped by for a visit with Morgan and a swim for Kelsie

Kooper goes tight lipped everytime Mommy tries to feed him. This was bananas/apples/strawberries. 

However, there were NO tight lips when Papa gave him an Oreo!

Kelsie made herself a treat from the Oreo's and Hershey's Syrup. (I promise that she was NOT bouncing off the ceiling the rest of the day!)

Morgan decided to cancel his return flight to Utah and decided to head out with Doran, Amber and family for a stay with them.

I got a wonderful call from Joshy and then talked to Gracie. I was sad to hear she ended up with a goose egg on her head when she escaped her room through the window. Lots of fun at the Wilkins house!

Dee and I worked on the pool, shopped at WalMart for oil for my jeep and new seed starter for his plants, and some Smarties for him to share at church.

I texted back and forth with Nathan. No headache relief yet. MRI this next week.

He needs your prayers...they need to find a solution to these headaches.

We spent the evening just talking and sharing ideas for the future. Late, when I normally don't even check my email, I decided to check it, and found an email from the ward Executive Secretary, asking us to come see the bishop Sunday morning early for a temple open house assignment. We were so thankful we were chosen.

Sunday - Since we had to get to church earlier than usual, I woke up and got ready, and then got Dee up to get ready. I got some time to contemplate...and I was so thankful to remember words of wisdom from church leaders. The talk that I had printed from October General Conference by Dieter F. Uchtdorf, "Grateful In Any Circumstance", came to my mind and helped me guide my thoughts.

We arrived at church, and got in line with other email recipients. The bishop interviewed us as a couple, and asked if we would serve as Phoenix Temple Open House Ushers.


We knew that there would be a chance we might not be asked. Many want to do this! I was so thankful for the opportunity. We will serve at least three 5-hour shifts.


We had another missionary speak before he reports to the MTC on Wednesday. He will be serving in the Japan Tokyo South Mission. He is a great young man, though his family moved here about a year ago, and I am sure it was really hard to move before his Senior year in high school. The family still has a home in Utah, and he would go there often, so we didn't see much of him. He did serve as a ward chorister a bit last Summer, which was awesome. He will be a great missionary!

We had a lesson in Sunday School on Proverbs and Ecclesiastes, and talked a lot about pride and what it is. A great talk from years ago was referred to that applies so much today: "Beware of Pride" by Ezra Taft Benson We talked a lot about how Proverbs reminds us that we always need to look to the Lord.

 "Trust in the Lord with all thine heart and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy path. Be not wise in thine own eyes. Fear the Lord. Depart from evil." Proverbs 3: 5-7

That one is one of my favorites. Especially the "be not wise in thine own eyes..." Pride is Self importance. Humility is God importance.

Loved it.

Relief Society talked about family unity. I didn't feel very unified...(parents hurt when their kids are having differences) so I was thankful for my early departure to the nursery. I sang and even had the kids doing "The Bunny Song" over and over.
 Fun times. Little ones know how to have fun!

Salad for lunch.

A call from Joshy asking me to come to his house. (Tears because it is SO DOGGONE HARD to schedule time to get away, with our home responsibilities, church responsibilities, and Dee's workload at work, which has tripled in the last few weeks.

I am trying, Joshy...believe me. Papa even tried to get suppliers to let him come and visit so I could just stay there overnight while he went on to St. George. Naughty suppliers didn't want him to come. He's still trying to persuade them.

Even talked a bit to Adam...he sounds so old! (Not old like me, Adam, just like almost a teenager old.)

I worked on scanning photos for Nano's birthday post on Facebook. I am trying to share from the words she, herself, wrote, so you can know her from her life, while she is alive. I have learned a lot...and I have known her ALL my life!

An unexpected "guest" showed up as Dee was emptying the bucket that catches moisture from our air conditioner. While he tried to discover it's origin, I was determining its demise.


Apparently, it's a "protected" rattlesnake.


So Dee drove and released it in a desert area while I sat with my purse, waiting to take him to the emergency room if that creature got out of the bucket.

Spaghetti for dinner

Surprise Rainstorm.

And readying for bed and a busy week ahead.

It has been another week of learning. I have learned about communication...and mis-communication; of expectations and coordination; and have gained a lot of inspiration that, I hope, in the future, we can come to agreements ahead of time, so situations don't develop.

I have also learned that all of us have to face tough things. We have to make tough decisions. I know of the challenges Ethan and Cameo faced when they had to work different jobs and different shifts and rarely saw each other.

It was such a great challenge in their early years of marriage.

Doran lost a baby...and a first marriage.

Kelsie lost a Daddy.

 I read of Allison and Mike's challenges of no vehicle for a month...of walking in Vegas heat to a grocery store...and of mishap after mishap. Yet, they faced the tough things.

It was was was time consuming

Then, there are health troubles: migraines and headaches, lab tests and MRI's. Amber and Nathan have been dealing with them. I cannot imagine anything worse than a headache!!! And the ones I remember are not nearly as bad as the ones they have suffered. And there are the chronic issues, the blood tests and biopsies that other family members have experienced, and continue to.

It is scary. It is uncertain. You have to say words and talk to people, and do uncomfortable things so that maybe you can get relief.

Yet, all these family members  did it...and continue to do it every day.

Nathan wrote me often about an inspirational poem he kept with him. " It's In the Valley's I Grow"

By: Jane Eggleston

Sometimes life seems hard to bear,
full of sorrow, trouble and woe.
It's then I have to remember
that it's in the valleys I grow

If I always stayed on the mountain top
and never experienced pain,
I would never appreciate God's love 
and would be living in vain

I have so much to learn
and my growth is very slow,
sometimes I need the mountain tops
But it's in the valleys I grow

I do not always understand,
why things happen as they do.
But I am very sure of one thing,
My Lord will see me through

My little valleys are nothing
when I picture Christ on the cross
He went through the valley of death,
His victory was Satan's loss.

Forgive me Lord, for complaining
when I'm feeling so very low.
Just give me a gentle reminder
that it's in the valleys I grow.

continue to strengthen me, Lord.
and use my life each day
to share your love with others
and help them find their way.

Thank you for valleys, Lord
for this one thing I know
the mountain tops are glorious
But it's in the valleys I grow.

By:Jane Eggleston

Truly we only grow when he face difficulties...hard times.

Ease is our temporary rest...

But the climb, the challenge, the tough decision, the phonecall or letter, the dr. visit, the test, the talk, the job interview, the meeting with the bishop, the feverish child...

That is when we grow...when we overcome...when we face our fears

With prayer and faith...

And we grow

More like Him.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Nancy Ella Chancy and Theodore Thomas Doran Rice

This is from newspaper articles. The dates are included. The "Ella Rice" is your dad's Great Grandmother, Nancy Ella Chancy Rice, and the "Doran" is your dad's grandfather, Theodore Thomas Doran Rice. Dad said his grandfather always told him the family was bootlegging and he had shot someone. Now, the story is proven true.

Alton Telegraph, August 16, 1928

Judge Lawliss Lets Culprits Leave City

Thinks Its Better than to Attempt Getting Fines

The question of who gets changes of venue from police court was not solved yesterday when a case was carried from Acting Magistrate Lawliss to Justice Gorman.  At an afternoon hearing, Justice Gorman reports, both sides agreed that he should try the case, and accordingly accepted the papers transmitted to him.

The case was one against Mrs. Ella Rice of 1209 ½ Belle street on a charge of selling liquor.  But at the hearing before Justice Gorman, City Attorney Liedel finally agreed that the charge be reduced to one of disorderly house, and through her attorney, William Wilson, Mrs. Rice then entered a plea of guilty and was fined $25.

Yesterday’s complaint against Mrs. Rice grew out of a police raid Monday night.  But there had been a previous raid last Saturday night and today Mrs. Rice was summoned back into police court on the case growing out of the first raid.  Acting Magistrate Lawliss finally agreed that the charge be withdrawn after an offer had been made that Mrs. Rice would leave town, and she was released.

There was similar action taken by the acting magistrate……(not related to Rice case)

 Alton Evening Telegraph, December 16, 1929


Two Men in Hospital, Ten in Jail After ‘Rough-House’

19 Released, 1 Held

Son of Mrs. Ella Rice Claims He Shot in Self-Defense

It was due to a baby being knocked off a table, police have been told that a “rough house”, raised in the apartment of Mrs. Ella Rice at 1209 Belle Street at 11:30 p.m. Saturday developed into a shooting affray in which two men were wounded.

The two men shot were Bart Bainbridge, of 802 Henry Street, whose windpipe was punctured, and
Fred Thiesen of 325 West Twelfth Street who was wounded in the leg between the knee and ankle.

Both were taken to St. Joseph’s Hospital where it was said that the condition of Bainbridge was regarded as serious, little (illegible) having been noted, but (illegible) would be taken home having expected to develop no complications.

Doran Rice Held
The bullet with which Thiesen was shot, one of .32 calibre, was found in his clothing after he reached the hospital, police say.  The bullet which his Bainbridge appeared to have entered at the “adam’s apple” and to have emerged from the neck a few inches away.  He could not talk other than a few whispers when police saw him immediately after the shooting.

Doran Rice, barber at Broadway and Laclede avenue in Sering place and a son of Mrs. Rice in whose apartment the trouble started, was held by the police for the shooting.

Nine other persons were taken into custody as participants or witnesses of the trouble, but after questioning were released on their own recognizance to appear at 5 p.m. today.

Rice’s Account
Doran Rice told a reporter today that he had gone to the home of mother after closing his barber shop to get some washing she had done for him.  With him were his wife, their 2-year-old daughter, Iona, and a friend, Mann Duggan, a heavyweight boxer formerly of Plainview. 
While they were in his mother’s apartment, he said, a party of men burst in and started a rough house.   It began in an apparent spirit of “horseplay” on the part of the visitors, he said, but, after his baby daughter was knocked off the table, he remonstrated, and a fight began.

When one man produced a knife, Doran said, he went to a bedroom and got a revolver he knew his mother kept for protection, and with help of his friend, Duggan, drove the visitors out.

Rice Opens Fire
But a few minutes later, three men started back.  He heard someone say, “Let’s clean out the place – he won’t shoot.”  And when the trio advanced on him as he stood on the front porch, on showing his knife, he says he first retreated, then began to shoot.

His first shot wounded Thiesen in the leg, but the other two men kept coming, and he fired a second time, wounding Bainbridge in the throat.

The police report shows officers were called by some resident of the neighborhood at this juncture.  When the ambulance arrived Thiesen, his wound bleeding profusely, was seated in a chair in front of the house, while Bainbridge already had been started for the hospital in a car, accompanied by two companions. John Boomleaf (?) and Robert Paisley or Peasley.  Thiesen was taken to the hospital in the ambulance.

Returning, officers found Doran Rice, who had been named by the wounded men, and put him under arrest.  His .32 calibre revolver later was found near the rear of the house, to which point it is believed he retreated after firing the first shot.

Conflicting Reports
While Doran Rice told police that he was forced to shoot in defense of his family and his mother’s home, police had two counter reports as to start of the trouble.  One was that it grew out of a “party” at Mrs. Rice’s place, the other that the party had “horned into” the Rice place after leaving a neighborhood place, keyed up to seek trouble.

Chief of Police Fitzgerald said today that Mrs. Rice’s premises had been subject of two raids within the last two weeks, but that no beer or liquor was found.  Some months ago a raid there resulted in a charge under which she was fined.

Mrs. Rice was among those who went to Springfield last summer to appear before a grand jury in federal court, it is said, and it was common gossip that she went to air gossip against the police.

Doran Rice’s automobile was found Sunday in a ditch on East Eleventh street near Alton, having gone partially down an embankment.  Rice said today that after the shooting he started to take his family and Duggan home, but that they found Duggan’s overcoat had been forgotten and turned back to get it.

In the fog, he ran past the end of the pavement on Eleventh at Alton and ditched his car.  He returned to his mother’s apartment on foot and was taken into custody on arrival there. 

Plead Not Guilty on Liquor Charge

Doran Rice, 28, a barber, indicted twice on charges of assault with intent to kill, as a result of an affray last December 13, at the home of his mother, Mrs. Ella Rice at 1209 Belle street was arraigned in City Court before Judge Yager today and entered please of not guilty.

Rice was also indicted jointly with Mrs. Ella Rice on a charge of violating the state prohibition law, and both he and his mother, who also was in court, entered please of not guilty.

Two men, Bart Bainbridge and Fred Theisen were wounded in the affray at the Belle street address last December, and the indictments against Rice on the assault charges come from this circumstance.

Assistant State’s Attorney Streeper appeared for the state at the arraignment.

Sunday, August 10, 2014

Week of August 4 - 10. 2014

Monday - What a day! Dad left for Utah, which went pretty well, but it was crazy the rest of the day. Kayty was so kind to make sure she was off so she could greet Kaylee when she arrived...but on a was too much different stuff for a little kid. Between trying to be careful not to rip stitches out and trying to get her into the swing of things, I was totally beat!

Meanwhile in Utah, plans for hotels changed, so Dee went and visited with Rollin and Sharynn and family on his only night near Riverton.

Tuesday - I started the day with a shortened hike and got a few things at the grocery store on my way home. Tuesdays are usually the best day of the week with Kaylee, and this was no exception. I kept things calm and cool so as not to rip out any stitches...She cooperated.

Meanwhile in Utah, Dee and friends relocated to Springville Utah. Here are the pics he sent home.

Wednesday - I started the day with a great hike. It was so nice in the morning today. I hiked with a flashlight at first, and then I saw the sun rise. I hurried home after a quick stop at the grocery store, and fought the slow computer for an hour to get the van listed on the The day was long but we got through it, and Kaylee was ready to head out when Mommy came. Evening was spent just dusting, cleaning, and resting.

Meawhile in Provo, Dee had great supplier visits, solved some problems, and attended a session at the Provo temple.

Thursday - I had an awesome hike, even with the phonecall from Dee questioning the amount of money in our checking account. Nothing like getting a call about money while you are coming down a mountain...All was fine and I readied for Kaylee. Thursday is her LEAST favorite day...and today was no exception. We had a nice visit from Nano, which helped her out a lot.
 I got a phonecall from some very anxious Vegas grandkids, waiting for their Papa to come. After Daddy came to get Kaylee, I headed out and got some shopping done. These fresh, first of the season puppies jumped into my cart...

I had no control! After returning home, I cared for chickens, a dog, the laundry, the vacuum cleaner on the floors, and headed to bed.

Meanwhile, in Vegas...Dee visited Allison and Mike and family, read, swang, ate ice cream, and had a wonderful time! (Grammy was rather envious!!!)

Friday - I hiked, greeted Kaylee and we played. She was SO tired of indoors! I was tired of indoors too. It was a long week...Dee returned home around noon and set out to work after I made him a salad. Kaylee was glad someone else was here! She was also so glad when Mommy came and ran to the car as soon as she got here. Dee and I went to his favorite Chinese restaurant for dinner...for me, the food isn't great, but the company was.

Saturday - I ran and then we went to some yard sales. I got some pretty good playroom items and Dee found a few odds and ends. He worked in the yard and went out to that same Chinese food place...with his mom,  and I worked most of the day to complete the last 40 Christmas ornaments. Done at 11 pm!

Sunday - It was a pretty good Sunday. We listened to a young man who is departing for a Church mission to the Dominican Republic. He was a bit on the complaining side from all the "trials" he has had to endure...but one of the great things of serving a mission is the fact that youth in the US learn what real trials are. Dee fought the computer and Family Search for awhile. We went to Mom's to try to fix the house and alarm troubles she was having...werent much help though.

That was pretty much it. I am still itching like crazy and that little stitched incision still has some bleeding. Good Grief! I can't work in the yard, brush the pool, exercise, or anything else...all for an inch superficial skin removal. Allison, Cameo and Amber had actual muscles and ligaments cut, organs rearranged, and I never heard a whimper. I worship at their feet!

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

William Allan Kew

My dad, William Allan Kew (known as Allan) was born August 6, 1932 in Geneva, Illinois, to William Arthur Kew and Etta Lucille Taylor.

 His birth certificate states that his father was 42 years old and was an auditor for Westinghouse Electric Co. and his mother was a housewife. The mailing address at the time of his birth was 635 Hill Avenue, Glen Ellyn, Illinois. He had one sister, Muriel Lucille Kew (who Suzzy called Aunt Moo) who was about 17 years older than Allan.

He grew up in various areas of Illinois, including Carmi, and moved to Phoenix Arizona when he was a teenager.

He finished his high school years at Phoenix Union High School, graduating in 1951.

Allan was drafted into the U.S. Army during the Korean Conflict on January 12, 1953 and served two years in Italy, running the military service canteen.

When he returned to Phoenix, he completed his education at Arizona State College of Tempe, now known as Arizona State University, and graduated from there in May of 1958 with a Bachelor's Degree in Architectural Drafting and Design.

He first met Barbara (Nano) in June of 1955, when they were both working that Summer at the Industrial Commission of Arizona. They each thought the other was in a steady relationship, so they just talked to each other as coworkers. One day, Allan asked Barbara if she would be interested in going on a blind date. The "blind date" for Barbara was Allan himself. He took her to dinner at Macayo's Mexican Restaurant and then went to see the movie "I'll Never Stop Loving You." They dated often during the Summer,

Notice, Nathan, that Nano and my dad had matching outfits, made by Nano

and one day in August, Allan said to Barbara, "Will you marry me?" She said "yes". They became officially engaged on June 14, 1956 when they went out to eat at Sky Harbor Restaurant and he handed her the engagement ring right at the table. They were married exactly one year later. On their wedding day, Allan wanted Barbara to have the new watch he had purchased, However, since it was bad luck for the bride and groom to see eath other before the wedding, he took it to her neighbor's house across the street, and they delivered it to Barbara.
Pictured from left to right
Bill Hart (Nano's stepfather, John Hart (Nano's brother), Tutu, Nano (Barbara), Dad (Allan), Etta Taylor Kew, Muriel Kew, and Uncle Carl Taylor 

After Allan's graduation, he was offered a position in the Advertising Department of Yellow Front stores, where he had been working as a stock boy during school. He helped create three ads that were published weekly in the newspaper. A few years later, he was asked to head this department. Later, he worked as a Field Representative, creating new Yellow Front stores in California, Washington, Idaho, New Mexico, and Texas.

After nearly three years of marriage, they became expectant parents, and Suzanne was born the afternoon of July 4, 1960. They wanted more children, but it was not to be, so they decided to adopt, and after many months of waiting, Scott Allan was born on May 20, 1964 and joined their home when he was two weeks old. They tried again and Sharynn Louise, born on July 6, 1966, joined their home ten days later. Allan took care of the children as babies just as if it was second nature to him, even though he hadn't been around children. He loved to have birthday parties and Easter egg hunts. He lofed haveing them dress up for Halloween and take them out for trick or treating. He just loved Christmas and would often go out on Christmas Eve to purchase more gifts after all the gifts were under the tree, thinking there just weren't enough.

Church was very meaningful for Allan and Barbara. In the early years of their marriage, they attended North Congregational Church (known as The Church of the Beatitudes), and later, The First Baptist Church. They were faily happy at both churches, but it seemed as though they were always searching for the real church. They talked with their neighbors, Sid and Rita Mitchell, because they knew they were Mormon and were interested in finding out about that church. They arranged for missioneraries to come to the Kew home, and the gospel was shared with them. Allan was baptized with Barbara on March 16, 1974. He always said it was one of the happiest days of his life. The family was sealed in the Mesa Arizona Temple on November 5, 1976.

All his life, Allan struggled with hypertension. At the age of 37, he suffered a stroke, which initially left him completely paralyzed on his left side. Remarkably, he was able to regain most of the strength back in his arm and leg and was able to return to work about three months later. In his 45th year of life, he was plagued with kidney disease and the many complications that high blood pressure can present, and he died after a series of prolonged hospitalizations on September 4, 1977.

One of Allan's favorite dishes was one his mother made for him: meatballs with mushroom soup over white rice. He also loved browned pork chops baked with saurkraut on top, with applesauce on the side. He loved snacking, favoring pretzel sticks, sugared orange slices and Three Musketeers candy bars. He never was a fan of vegetables, though he would eat corn, green beans and peas. His favorite dessert was Germann Chocolate cake. In his later years, he so enjoyed going out to dinner at a nearby Mexican restaurant: El Tango.

Allan loved to create things with his hands. He loved building models, both of his architectural plans as well as automobiles. He was an expert with ceramics in high school and always enjoyed making something, whether cuff links from marbles to doll houses, complete with elevator. He also loved purchasing cars, fixing them up, and selling them. Not a restoration, but a repair. He loved Frank Loyd Wright architecture and driving out to Arizona State University to admire Grady Gammage Auditorium.

I remember that my dad went to everything. He was their for choir performances, band concerts and sat on a ball field watching two and sometimes three games at once. He was there for plays and football games. I never ever did anything that my dad and mom didn't attend.

Happy Birthday, Dad. This year you would have been 82!