On Denzel's Birthday, after his special birthday breakfast, aimless packing, and finally getting on the road, Rod and I drove up to Mapleton, staying at Dan's and Janet's place that night. Sunday morning we drove to the cemetery in Bluffdale where Denzel's body is buried. Rod and I spent awhile there before heading to Murray. It sure is hard to describe emotions sometimes. I guess it's just easiest said that it was emotional...bad and good. We don't just think of our loss. We think of how Denzel's death has affected his siblings, his friends, his wife, his step-daughter, our extended family, friends and neighbors. I guess we never really recognize how much our lives intertwine with so many! Denzel's death has had an impact on many.
Since we had a little extra time, Rod and I drove up to the Draper Temple. Neither of us has ever been there and it was a fun drive. It is WAY up the mountain, and the neighborhood around the temple had some large homes. We drove a couple of blocks further up the mountain and came across the two homes above in the one cul-de-sac. AMAZING!!
Then we drove the scenic route to Murray from Draper...that is we drove on 13th East all the way there, rather than getting on the freeway! It was FUN! We went over to Kent and Trish Madsen's (Erika's parents) where we met Dane, Erika's brother, just newly returned from his mission to Peru. We had come up to meet him and to hear him report on his mission. It was a fun time and I'm so glad we made the trip.
After church was over, Rod and I high-tailed it for St. George, and didn't get in too terribly late!
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