
He's second on the left in this picture.
He often celebrated his birthday on Easter Sunday. When he was younger he almost died from Bright's Disease.
He was always trying to dump his annoying little brother and would often forget to tell me things; like the day he and his friends were riding their bikes and jumping over a small mound. He forgot to tell me to pull up on the handlebars going over the jump and of course I did a face-plant into the dirt and broke my arm. He also forgot to tell me that when one is repelling off a cliff face first that you don't have to keep both hands on the rope, you can use one hand to guide yourself. This I learned on my own after sliding down to a small ledge on the cliff and scraping my forearms from wrist to elbow.
He was supposed to go to Anchorage Alaska on his mission, but had a busty girlfriend that got him into trouble. He bacame a policeman in our small town and luckily didn't arrest me for stealing his motorbike and riding it on the streets. He liked to handcuff my girlfriends to himself if I brought one home from college.

That's him on the left.
He is a true outdoor's man and I enjoyed riding his 4-wheelers into the mountains on visits to Utah. We're pretty close now. He's the first of my siblings to be a grandpa!

And according to the mormons, today is also Jesus' birthday.
Happy Birthday to both of them!
1 comment:
mmmm, that picture of Jesus has me hotter than a gay Mormon...
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