My Dad's 60th Birthday

My daddy in the early 1950s.

Yesterday was my daddy's 60th birthday. Brad, the kids, and I called him up on the phone last night to sing Happy Birthday to him. It was nice hearing the happiness in his voice after we sang to him. I miss him and the rest of my family in California.

I have always loved and admired my father. He has always been a fine example of faith, high morals, values, and unworldliness, which were all qualities I wanted to develop growing up. Whenever I thought about the man I wanted to marry I would always immediately think of my father.

My dad was an active part of my life growing up. He never failed to spend quality time with my sisters and I, and I have lots of fond memories of him playing with us and teaching us music and chess. He rarely ever raised his voice at anyone in our family, and he rarely became impatient with us. I admired the way he would remain calm when he disciplined us, which often calmed us down during the process. I appreciate the time he took to teach us gospel principles and to share his testimony with us.

Happy Birthday, Daddy! I love you!

My daddy on his wedding day in 1978.

My daddy in 1980, right after I was born.

My daddy in 1999 when Susie graduated from Young Womens.

My daddy at Rachel's wedding
October 2008.