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Family Trip #6: Utah, Washington, California, and Utah

 Towards the end of July in 1993, our little family of four flew to Utah. We visited my family for a week, attending my brother Craig's farewell before his mission to England. He went into the MTC at the beginning of August.

Brian and Kent

JoEllen

David and Liesl

After the first week, we borrowed my parents' little Honda 2-door Civic and drove about 18 hours to Priest Lake, Idaho, to visit Scott's father and his wife Bekki at a cabin they share with relatives.  We stayed several days and enjoyed the R&R.  We did some boating and a little fishing (no fish were harmed!). We also visited a lookout tower which was for spotting forest fires. The cabin was small but right on the lake. Scott had broken his arm about a month before but he managed to do everything he needed to do. David was 3 years old and Jan was 7 months--he was huge.



Bekki and sleeping Jan






Neil and Jan



Neil and David--I love the expressions on their faces

Neil and Bekki in front of the cabin

Our cute little Jan

After the reunion, we drove to Tacoma then to Ocean Shores for the one and only Bergeson family reunion. Scott's parents were divorced but decided to co-host a reunion. They rented a beach house and almost everyone came. It was a little tense at times for various reasons but it was good they did it since it never happened again. It was also chilly. The beach in Washington is very cold and windy. There were a few brave souls who ventured in the water briefly. There was also some kite-flying which made more sense. In attendance were Guy, wife Jean, and their three children. Mike and Cindy Fordham and their three boys--Daniel, Aaron and Brian, Phyllis, Neil and Bekki, Scott, Paula, David and Jan. Just Scott's brother Glenn was missing.

Phyllis, Cindy, Guy

Neil Guy Bergeson

Mike Fordham, Cindy's husband

Cute David
Scott flying a kite with David and Jan and Guy watching--I think it's Guy's dog

David and cousin Christopher

Aunt Cindy and cousin Brian


Cousin Christopher

Cousin Daniel in green shirt, Paula, David

Scott, Phyllis, Jan

L to R front: Jean, Christopher, Irene, Guy Neil, Cindy and Aaron, Phyllis and Brian, Daniel.
L to R back: Jan, Guy, Mike, Neil, Bekki, Scott, David. (I must have been the photographer)

After the reunion, we drove to Vancouver, Washington, to visit Scott's grandfather and his wife, Dora. Scott's grandfather was in a nursing home because of dementia. Scott's grandmother died about the time he was born so Dora was the only grandma he knew. Neil's mother also died a few years after Scott was born and he didn't remember her.

Dora Evans

Dora and Cody Evans

After that visit, we drove down to the Broadbent family reunion in the Sierras at Camp Ross Relles (I think). For our family talent we sang, "Dogs"--a song we got from a children's CD by Dan Crow. It's a pretty funny song. At the reunion we did crafts and relay races, lots of talking, singing and lots of eating. Broadbent reunions were a good time.


Aunt Midge directed the crafts

Aunt Sally is supervising the food lineup

Here we are waiting for talent night

David and Liesl

After the reunion, we drove back to Orem with my family. Since it had been 6 weeks since Scott broke his arm, his cast could be taken off. So on the way home, we stopped at a hardware store in Nevada, Scott bought some kind of cutter and he cut off his cast. He is a very resourceful man.

Back in Orem, we celebrated Scott's 28th birthday. He was just a young'un. (Brian and Neil in the background)

Liesl, Tyler, Heidi, David

We flew home on Monday, finishing our epic trip that lasted about 3 weeks. We got to see a lot of our extended families. We drove about 2700 miles and also flew from Wisconsin to Utah and back. It was very generous of my parents to loan us their car which we put all those miles on. They only had two cars and it must have been a hardship to have one missing for two weeks.













 




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