Staying Warm?, A Block Party, Uncle Lloyd's Funeral, and More Firsts with My Hair

Wow! Its so nice not to have to talk about Montana. We have been busy anyway, so here we go.

Jimmy was cold after swimming in Mom's Pool so he is "Trying to Stay Warm" in the sun. Cindy has a friend at work who makes these hula-hoops. We were calling it the circle of safety from the water gun Mom's neighbor Liberty was shooting.
These next pictures are from a block party that my Mom's neighborhood had on June 27th and somehow Eric and I were invited to join them. It was lots of fun. My Mom has some really good neighbors. We just barbecued our own meat and had potluck bring whatever you want salad or dessert or whatever. Eric and I were in charge of the water. Thanks to Kristin for her big orange water coolers. We also roasted marshmallows over charcoal. Then we played toss the water balloon over the net with towels and croquet. Mom's next door neighbors had their speakers outside with music playing and somehow everyone started doing the Macarena. Eric even joined in at the end. We ended the night telling jokes. It was great fun and it just goes to show you can be silly and goofy and have lots of fun without alcohol. Most of Mom's apartment complex is LDS and they have lots of fun together.

This is Mom and Laura.

This is Jimmy with wet pants after he sat in the cooler with water from the water balloons.
Playing Croquet
This is a cool picture. Jimmy's sandals light up and we caught the lighting just right and it looks like his feet are on fire!!!!

Now, Uncle Lloyd's funeral. It was on June 28th. Kristin, Kurt, Kaitlyn, Grandma and Grandpa Clark and I rode down to Sandy in the van. The funeral was very nice. Uncle Lloyd was a great man, but he suffered so much the past couple of years. His daughter Karen talked about memories the children and grandchildren had about him. It seemed like he was always looking for ways to make life fun. He used to have his kids jump off of the top of the fridge into his arms. He was always happy to come home and work with the Dairy Cows and he would whistle all of the time. The Grandchildren did all of the musical numbers, including one granddaughter in law who played to flute. Bishop Steve Satchwell was the speaker and he likened our journey through life to a swimming experience he had where he was swimming across a reservoir and how hard it was to orient himself by landmarks instead of having nice straight lines to follow in a swimming pool. He said you that you just get so tired at some points that that you just have to hold on and float as best you can until you have the energy to make it. Uncle Lloyd was buried up at Linquidst's in Layton, so we had to troop all of the way back up to Layton for the burial and then over to Steve Satchwell's ward building in Kaysville. So we did lots of driving. Grandma and Grandpa did really well. Grandpa didn't get sick, but Grandma fell as she was getting into the van to go to the funeral and she had a bloody leg and stocking through the whole day.

The Pallbearers were mostly grandsons.

This is the flower bouquet Grandma Clark sent.

Standing around in the heat. Aunt Betty is in the black dress with her back to us and Tom is the white haired man in the green shirt.
I think these are mostly Satchwells
My Mom talking to Uncle Vaughn, I think. She is wearing pants, because she didn't go to the funeral, because she had to work, but she was able to run over to the cemetery for the graveside service in the middle of her work day.
More standing in the heat.
Uncle Lloyd's casket.

This is Dan and Curtis.
Grandma and Ora and Vaughn. Out of all the brothers and sisters Vaughn seemed the most spry.
The Luncheon.

Okay, the last thing. I have been going grey a little bit and I told Cindy to tell me when it was time to start coloring my hair. At the Block Party she was standing over me examining my hair and she said it was time, so here are my highlights. I have never colored my Hair before. I guess I like it, everybody else does.