Once upon a time there was a brand new family
trying to live happily ever after in a year full of ups and downs. There was a handsome young father who owned a Ford Pinto which had a gear stick next to the driver's seat that had to be shifted to make the car go forward, backward and different speeds. There was his lovely nice wife who had just learned how to drive that car the year before. She was not very good at it and one day got in a car accident. There was also one cute, sweet baby girl named Emily who got a gash on her forehead in that car accident.
The reckless nice wife felt terrible that she had totaled her handsome husband's car. She was certain she had ruined their financial future forever as they had previously put money down on a building lot. But the terrible, horrible mother felt even worse that she had marred her baby girl's previously perfect forehead.
However, a knight in shining armor (also known as the handsome young father) saved the day. He assured his nice, but distressed wife that they could still afford to build a new home on that lot. In fact, he graduated from the University of Utah in June and got a promotion and raise in July which made it much easier to afford a brand new blue Chevy Nova he bought the day after the accident. It was not only a car that his nice wife could drive, but it became one of the handsome husband's favorite cars. Best of all, sweet baby Emily's forehead healed without marring her future cuteness.
Nevertheless, the handsome young father spent a lot more time that
year reassuring his nice worried wife . . . like when she realized she was expecting another baby when baby Emily was still a baby . . . or like when they moved into their brand new home in North Salt Lake and had no hot water for a couple days. They also had not much of a yard for a couple years, but still lived happily in that home for nearly 20 years!
The nice crazy wife also worried about being in the hospital at Thanksgiving when the rest of the world was enjoying delicious turkey. Instead, two weeks earlier than that, during the first blizzard of the season, the handsome young father and his nice nervous wife made another midnight trip to the hospital. The next afternoon, Saturday, November 11, 1978--conveniently between quarters of a football game--a tiny, healthy little baby girl was born who they named Shelly!
Ahh--now they could finally live happily ever after! Or could they? The handsome young father was called to be a counselor in a Bishopric just a few weeks before baby Shelly's birth. Oh dear . . .
Nevertheless, the handsome young father spent a lot more time that
year reassuring his nice worried wife . . . like when she realized she was expecting another baby when baby Emily was still a baby . . . or like when they moved into their brand new home in North Salt Lake and had no hot water for a couple days. They also had not much of a yard for a couple years, but still lived happily in that home for nearly 20 years!
The nice crazy wife also worried about being in the hospital at Thanksgiving when the rest of the world was enjoying delicious turkey. Instead, two weeks earlier than that, during the first blizzard of the season, the handsome young father and his nice nervous wife made another midnight trip to the hospital. The next afternoon, Saturday, November 11, 1978--conveniently between quarters of a football game--a tiny, healthy little baby girl was born who they named Shelly!
Ahh--now they could finally live happily ever after! Or could they? The handsome young father was called to be a counselor in a Bishopric just a few weeks before baby Shelly's birth. Oh dear . . .
Happy Wednesday!
Love, Shelly's Mom
(also known as your Grandma)
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