Preston, England

Another more relaxed day in England.

Today we received word the paperwork and everything has all been signed for our home.  The paperwork is off to Oklahoma City for the official closing on Monday.  I don’t know what could really change now.  By all accounts, we are now the proud owners of a little home in Oklahoma City.  Or at least we have a title to a home with a significant lien for a bank somewhere.  Hopefully everything continues to work out like it has so far.

We ran to the Preston England Temple today.  It is one of my favorite temples.  There is something in the simplistic beauty of it I adore.  Amanda agreed.  It is on par with the Rexburg and Vernal Temples for the simple elegance within.  We snapped a couple of pictures.  We also ran into a member I knew in the Wigan Ward.  He is now in the Temple Presidency and enjoyed a good visit with him.  We were supposed to go over and visit this evening, but our plans crowded it out in the end.  We had to reschedule it for tomorrow sometime.  We are going to work it out in church.

Afterward, Amanda and I ran into Preston.  I showed her the town center where the missionaries preached the gospel for the first time in the British Isles.  It is in Preston that the longest continuing unit of the church operates, the Preston Ward.  We ran out of time to go to the flat where Parley P Pratt and Orson Hyde were attacked by the legions of the devil.  We did not get a chance to see Avenham Park or the beautiful River Ribble where the first baptisms took place outside of North America.  We did not get over to see the apartment where President Hinckley received his famous “Forget yourself and go to work” letter on Wadham Road.  Perhaps sometime in the future.

We came back and were relaxed some more with the McCabes.  They treated us to a fine meal of South African descent.  They lived in South Africa for a number of years.  Later this year they are immigrating to Australia!  How is that for exciting.  When we make it to Australia, we know who we will be calling on!  Amanda and I made a call at Tesco today and purchased a Pavlova.  Boy, was I glad to get my hands on one.  We consumed it after dinner as one of our desserts.  Mmmmm.

I realized yesterday was the anniversary of Joseph Smith’s death.  I wonder specifically what he is doing these days.  What or where is he up to doing work?

Tomorrow we are off to attend the Wigan Ward.  Then we will go visit some of the new converts I helped bring into the church.  Sadly, I don’t think any of them are active.  But we shall find out.  I did find out Jim Monks knows where one of them lives.

Pictures Explained

I thought I would take the opportunity to explain the pictures which are in the album to the right.  The British pictures are from the blessed land of Northern England and Wales.  I served as a missionary in Northern England in 1998-2000.  While there I served in the vicinity of Manchester and Liverpool the whole time.  The exact areas were Moreton on the Wirral Peninsula, Hyde near Aston-under-Lyne, Eccles (West Manchester/Salford), Runcorn, Wigan.  These pictures were taken during a trip back to Britain during the summer of 2003.  While I visited Wales several times on the mission, this was my first real get to know the area trip.  Conwy, Caernarven, Harlech, and others were the only castles we visited.  I traveled there with a friend and mission companion, Brad Hales, and his sister, Amy.  It was a trip not to be forgotten and I hope to make it back in the next few years.  I thought there were some pictures of London in there, but apparently not.  None of England made it either, I will have to fix that situation.
The next set of pictures are of Amanda and me.  The most amazing girl in the world.  Not only because she loves me, but as she is just that, amazing.  There are pictures of her and I at my Sister’s wedding, note the classy 1956 Dodge Coronet.  If anyone is interested in purchasing it for a reasonable price, let me know.  It needs a little work, but sure looks and runs great.  There is a pic after the 4th of July Water Parade in Kaysville, Utah.  Then there are pictures from Spring Formal at Utah State University 2005.
In May 2005, I went with a Hemsley Family (Amanda’s family) traditional fishing weekend.  It was a totally new experience for me.  I have never fly fished before.  In fact, I had not fished for probably 15 years.  Not really into the whole fishing game.  It was very fun, fascinating, and terribly beautiful.  It was a good chance to bond with the future in-laws.  I need to learn how to clean a fish, perhaps we can save that for next year, if I am invited.  We also did a little rafting on the trip, some of which photos you wil see.
While I was living in Logan and in the year 2003 we organized a Manti Temple trip.  In the end, only five ended up going out of the 20 who committed.  Never mind, we enjoyed ourselves.  Brian and Karene on the trip found it so wonderful, they fell in love and were married later.  Some of Karene’s family were from Fountain Green so we got to meet them as well.  The Manti Temple is an impressive structure.  I think it will need some renovating in upcoming years, but a magnificent monument to the pioneers who went before us.  It has not been renovated and modernized like the Logan Temple was.  In my opinion, they ruined the Logan Temple.  Especially where it was considered the more grand of the two similarly designed temples.  Oh well.  Life moves on.  I have family from Spring City, Wales, Ephraim, and other areas of the San Pete Valley.  I could do without the sometimes troublesome smell of turkeys.  What a beautiful valley.
The last bunch of current photos is of cars.  Yep, some of the loves of my life.  I have not done much with cars recently, but I used to quite a bit.  There is a 1956 Dodge Coronet which was owned by my mother.  She purchased it off a Dr. Karchner, who delivered me as a baby.  It is still in my possession.  I will have to one day work on fully restoring it, or finding a home for it.  I just can’t stand to see it sit.  The 1955 International R-100 pickup was fully restored.  I drove it for my Senior Year in high school at Minico in Rupert.  I had it until 2001 when I sold it to John Tanner of Hollywood, California.  I doubled the money of which I paid for it, but I had that much in the pickup.  A rebuilt engine, and then the restoration after my sister rolled it in 1998.  I do still have a 1949 GMC pickup which has just finished being restored.  We are looking to sell it at the moment.  I also have a 1946 Chevrolet pickup which is all torn apart ready to begin a restoration.  I need to divest myself of these autos really.  I just am so sentimental, plus I can’t keep them.  They require upkeep, maintenance, and other expensive help.  With getting married and all, I should get rid of them.  I can’t move to Virginia with them.  Oh well.  Someday I know I will kick myself for doing so, especially where I see so many of my friends parents doing the same.  Well, I am totally rambling, so I am going to close this little entry.
Enjoy the photos.  Perhaps I will put some more up sooner than later.