Sunday morning Mitch and Charyn Amos and their two daughters came by to see us. Mitch served his mission in Silsbee in 79/80 and is from Vegas, so we have kept in touch with him all of these years! For many years his Christmas letter has been the first to arrive. Every year I think, "Surely I can beat him," and I never have. He went to the St. George Temple with us when Paul was sealed to us and we've always thought a lot of him. I was amazed at the people he remembered and asked about after all of these years. He taught Reba and after a year of missionary lessons, she decided to be baptized. Since she's been working at the Temple for quite awhile, I think he can feel good about that baptism.
At Relief Society, for a closing song we sang, "I am a child of God and He has sent me here." As I sang those words I felt almost a jolt of electricity go through me. I thought, "That's why I'm here--because God sent me here." It's such an incredible blessing to be serving here with wonderful people and helping such good people from all over the world.
Today we had another full P-Day. We invited our friend, Sister Isaacson, from Kansas, who serves with us in the library, to go with us. We started out at the Salt Lake City Cemetery where many prophets and general authorities are buried. It was humbling to see the final resting place of President Hinckley, Porter Rockwell, President Kimball, President McKay, Neal A. Maxwell and others--so many names we recognized and so many lives spent in the service of others. The cemetery is in a hilly area north of town and the view of the valley is beautiful. We went on up into the hills
even higher and thought about the view the pioneers had as they came into the area. It wouldn't have been the green tree-filled area it is now. I think it would have been prairie grass and scrub brush. After many of them leaving lovely homes back east, they must have wondered about the wisdom of the statement, "This is the place."
Then we decided to find yet another Deseret Industries and it turned out that the address we found on Google was the one at Welfare Square! I found some more books (imagine that!), Sister Isaacson found a purse, a blouse and a skirt for less than the price of a cheap purse (she loved it!), and Robert found a recliner! After sometimes 2 or 3 hours on our feet at the library and a walk home, we both long to put up our feet and we've been taking turns in the recliner that came in the apartment. Now we each have one and we're happy campers.
While we were there we decided to take the tour of Welfare Square. Everything is right there together--a small visitor's center, the DI, a Bishop's Store House, a cannery, the huge grain elevators that I've seen in pictures for years (they built that in 8 days!), an employment office, an addiction counseling area and a large storage area. They were baking bread in an area behind the Store House and I told the group that in our Houston cannery we make the peanut butter that goes on that bread! Wish there was a way I could attach the wonderful aroma coming from that bread--sooo yummy!
We went to WalMart and got our groceries, then on to Lowe's to buy some boards for a project I have been wanting to make since we were in the Training Zone at the JSMB. My plan is to borrow my sister and brother-in-law's garage and saw and make a couple of Christmas presents when Reba gets here. We've done projects together for years, so this seems like the perfect time.
Our final stops were Staples and the place next door called "Paradise Bakery." We had been told at the library that we could get at Staples the expandable pointers some of the missionaries use when helping people on the computers, but the only ones they had were laser pointers. So Sister Isaacson found some really funny ones that we got for each of us. We're sure we'll be the envy of everyone.
These and the "character" flash drives--I had to have a Snoopy. A lady I "helped" Monday (she knew way more than I did!) named her file "Stuart Heap." I asked her if that was a family name and she laughed and said, "This is Stuart" (it was the minion Stuart) and our last name is Heap--that way I know which flash drive my pictures are on." I thought it was a great idea. When I left there and went in the bakery next door, the guy behind the counter said, "Welcome to Paradise" and I thought, "No kidding!" I bought the most scrumptious cookies--buy 6 and you get 6 free! They were cheaper than the $2/each ones I got at the Farmer's Market a couple of weeks ago and every bit as good. I really am a sucker for soft, chewy cookies!That just left us to figure out how to get a recliner, groceries, and boards up to the 5th floor apartment--ah, no sweat for Robert--he's a figure-outer from waaay back!
We had some more visitors this week! On Wednesday we were surprised by Jessi Kirk Packard and her darling family. They had come to SLC from Dallas for a Packard family wedding and ran across the street from the Temple to the library for just a minute to say hi. We had never seen her darling kids in person and I wanted to say, "So this is Booger Face." Jessi calls her that on FB and she's way too darling for that nickname.
Then on Thursday, lo and behold! Lester and Cindy Stutts' daughter, Heather, and her husband Clint came by. They were in town for the 24th of July and came by the library. It was wonderful to see Heather, but I'm sure we could have easily visited for hours.


















