
Our girls were very fascinated by their cousin Zoe. As I joyfully watched this first meeting between these cousins I couldn't help but wonder how Molly and Neleha were understanding the differences they saw between them and Zoe. How ever those things worked out in their mind the result was pure love, they treated little Zoe as one of their own, her acceptance was instant and unquestioned. These three girls were instant pals with Molly wanting to "Mother Hen" just as quickly.

What a blessing these girls are to us all.

Along with meeting Zoe and their Uncle Tony and Aunt Carmen as well as introducing Neleha to Uncle Chad, they were also able to meet their Aunt Amy. They really enjoyed Amy's house because she had a chihuahua named Chico. Unfortunately these would be the last photos of Chico taken because that very night he entered doggie heaven. However, Chico made two girls very happy before he made his final departure.


Neleha must not have gotten enough of Chico because latter on at Tony's house she crawled right into his dog's bed which resulted in being overwhelmed with doggy drool.


Molly and I took a walk down my old road to a very familiar house. This was where the Mortensen boys lived. Hans, Jarred, and Jack all befriended me when I first moved to this area. Because of my friendship with those guys I learned some of life's important lessons, like how to fix a car, or the true heartfelt music of Chris Ledoux, or how to alter a pair of Wrangler Jeans to accentuate your butt, or ...... well maybe it would be better if the lessons just stayed with me. All the same however I value that friendship we had back then as an integral part of why I became who I am. Even their parents Larry and Adele played very important roles in my life. I am so grateful that I had them during that most troublesome time in my life.
To my surprise I wondered up that road and found the old "bucking barrel" Hans built with the assistance of us friends. I didn't jump on to know for sure, but I bet that thing would work still to this day, over ten years later. When we built it we all had big dreams of becoming rodeo champs. Now if I am considered scrawny now, think of me 40 lbs lighter without a lick of muscle. Back then it only took one good fall off that crazy contraption to alter my future plans. And to be honest I even think back then Hans and the guys would hold back a little when I was on that thing, of which I certainly appreciate now. With all my regrets from those days none came from hanging out with those Mortensen boys.

I got to show Molly a car graveyard as we called it. I remember when these cars were originally placed here about 12 years ago on the bank of the wash. The wash only flows with water about twice a year but does so due to flash floods. When that water comes, it comes fast and heavy. These cars have protected the road to the Mortensens house very well.

During our time in Safford Chad decided to get a little crazy and dye his hair bright blonde. It turned out well but reminded me of the times my sister Eve and our Mom would do the same thing. I guess he is just carrying on the tradition.

While at Tony's I had to resort to a dial-up connection, it made me very appreciative of DSL.














































