First one back in the library after a year.

Yes, I thought there'd be a line but I guess people don't know it's open again. Thank goodness for small mercies and getting on a computer again. My last time was in December in Washington. Otherwise it's one-finger typing on my trusty ipad.

60th Baptismal Anniversary

I was able to video chat with my sister Rose the morning of our baptismal anniversary. I baked a cake for the occasion and later two elders paid me a visit and I sent them home with cake for the four elders. Then on April 11th I made a sentimental journey to Vallejo to attend Vallejo II Ward. I was able to attend Relief Society in person as they had their first meeting in a year. I was given paper roses for being a guest! Then in chapel for fast meeting the bishop introduced me and had me stand up! I was first to share my testimony as I had also been first earlier in my own ward. I gave some background of how Don and Bev were tracted by two elders, joined the Church, and invited Mother, Rose and me to take the missionary discussions. He baptized us on March 25 and Mother died 10 months later and was buried on the 25th. It was good for my soul to be there and some remember me and Bishop Don Davis. One brother told me Don ordained him an elder. I took pictures and enjoyed my visit so very much. I then went to 515 Bonita Court and was invited inside and stood in our bedroom. Then past Hogan Jr. High to 108 Crane Court for another picture. I even saw a '55 Chevy on Rollingwood on my way to 135 Renida Street for another picture. These sweetpeas remind me of our bedroom window sill. I cried as a walked down the hill remembering our mother and my 15 years with her and Rose. I have a 60 mug I plan to use all this year in remembrance of 60 years in the Church. I know that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God. I know Joseph Smith is a prophet. I know the Book of Mormon is true. I know Russell M. Nelson is a prophet. I know The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is the true Church and restored by the Prophet Joseph. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

Japanese surrender ending WW2 75 years ago

The Dirty Dozen. Blogger has changed. After 2-1/2 years my daughter's family visited me again, for a week.

They arrived on July 31, 2020, stayed a week, and we met my son's family at Mt. Shasta for four days and four nights of camping. It was a great time and I'm so happy we could all get together again. We video chat with Paul on his Walk for Peace 2020 trek one day too.

Independence Day pandemic style

No 5k to cheer on
No breakfast buffet invite
No parade downtown
No entertainment
No swimming
No legal fireworks to watch from my neighbor's yard eating pie ala mode
No getting together
Still, I thank God for my many blessings and am glad to be an American. Happy Birthday America!

My last day at work one year ago

My first year of retirement has gone by as one year ago I worked my last day. And today Paul and James are on their own as they continue their Walk for Peace 2020 and will not work either. I am glad I retired when I did. It has all worked out well.

June 16, 1960, 4:55 p.m.

Sixty years ago my mother, little sister and I left on the road trip of a lifetime through 48 states, Mexico and Canada, Mother driving her pale green '55 Chevy pulling a small trailer. The date snuck up on me and suddenly last night I remembered and am so glad. My journal has been published, One Magical Summer, on the 100th anniversary of Mother's birth, 10 years ago. We saw more of the country than most and in 2008 and 2009 my husband and I cruised and flew to my last two states. We had a great time together and I'm so grateful for seeing my last two states with him. I'm very fond of Ken Burns' The National Parks and we've been in many of them. To think it's been 60 years. My desire is that each of my grandchildren have a copy of my book. I reread it in two hours.