Last month, at BYU graduation, President Worthen gave a great talk .  He told the backgrounds of how the letter y in our alphabet came to be and also how the Y on the mountain came to be.  The story of how the Y on the mountain came to be is a story of rival classes trying to outdo each other and then fatigue because the project they attempted was too big.  But Pres. Worthen said this: "Symbols such as the letter  y  or the Y on Y Mountain ultimately gain meaning in our lives not so much because of their physical shape or presence but because of what we choose to make of them. Likewise, the meaning of events in our lives will be determined not so much by the events themselves but by how we choose to view and respond to them. And that in turn is shaped dramatically by the perspective from which we choose to view both the symbols and the events in our lives. " Yesterday for Memorial Day, we did our traditional Hike to the Y  I really like that idea.  We can choose to v

Recently Camille participated in the Hope of America program at BYU.  Because 5th graders study American history, this is one of the programs all our 5th graders have done.  Our oldest son did it twice for some reason--his school chose to involve other grades one year.  So this is our 10th time doing it.  I have to admit, I was not wild about this program when my oldest children did it.  It just seemed like a very large hassle for the parents since we have to drop off our children early (6:15), fighting lots of traffic, etc. and then stay or come back for the program which starts around 7:30 (7:45 this year) and not getting home until after 9pm after you find your child and fight all the traffic getting out--which is pretty late for children to be going to bed in my opinion.  With my older children, I had babies and toddlers to take care of at home and it really didn't seem like a good idea to go.  So I would drop off my child, then have my husband stay at work at BYU and go to the

A few days ago, Scott and I celebrated our 30th wedding anniversary.  I look back and realize I have grown and changed a lot, hopefully for the better.  I am grateful for the chance I have had to grow and change with my dear husband. It's been a great 30 years. At the graduation last week, we sat in a very familiar spot in the building where we first started getting to know each other:  the Harris Fine Arts Center at BYU where we were both music majors, Scott on trombone and me on violin.  We spent many hours going to concerts together, hanging around the building doing homework, rehearsing, etc. On Saturday night, the official day, we went out to eat and tried to remember all the vacations we took together as a family over the last 30 years.  We were able to remember a vacation for every year of marriage. After the restaurant we went to the temple where it all started.  The flowers were beautiful and it was a lovely evening.

Last week we got to go BYU graduation since my 2 sons and their wives were all graduating.  Well, technically, only the wives were finished because my two boys will finish in December, but they decided to walk together this April since there is only one graduation per year. It was great weather and overall, a really nice day.  In the morning was commencement.  Arthur C. Brooks got an honorary degree and gave a great speech. All the talks were good. Afterwards, we attended a luncheon at the Kennedy Center which was the college that AnnaSue was graduating and the convocation they were walking in.  The convocation followed in the deJong concert hall.  My one complaint of the day was that the reader only said AnnaSue's name and not the names of the other graduates.  It was very odd. It turned out that the other three graduates were supposed to give their cards to the reader but were not told to do so, so there was a lot of confusion and in the end, their names did