Mary and Dee

On the 7th of September, 1999 I married Mary Frodsham in the Salt Lake Temple.

On August 9, 1963 I married Bonnie Jean Chambers. She passed away on June 13, 1998.

JP Hughes, Salt Lake City's next mayor, working hard to meet people around Salt Lake's City and County Building following the children's parade on Friday, July 21, 2007.

Mary is shown here working hard distributing free hats to people who came by JP's table after the parade on Friday, July 21, 2007.

Mary and I spent a few hours on Saturday, July 21, 2007 helping our good friend JP Hughes in his bid for Mayor of Salt Lake City. This great cell phone photo shows me sporting one of the hats that we gave away to people who stopped by our table. We gave away 1000 of these chapeaus.

I can't remember who sent me the story I call, "The Parable of the Two Wolves." As I recall, the sender indicated that the author of the parable is unknown. If someone reading this blog knows more about the story please enlighten me. I like the story because I think it teaches something basic and true about human nature.

Two Wolves One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, "My son, the battle is between two "wolves" inside us all. One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, impatience, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, patience, generosity, truth, compassion and faith." The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: "Which wolf wins?" The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."

My wife and I visited my mother today. She lives in the home where I grew up. During the course of our visit we walked out into the back yard. It seemed smaller than I remember it, but familiar non the less.

During my time at home my dad put up the small metal shed seen on the right. Sometime after I left home he had the larger shed built.

Dad passed away several weeks ago but the two generations of sheds in the back yard are a gentle reminder of his presence.