My comcast.net e-mails and facebook account have been hacked this morning. I am not in England. I don't even have a passport to get out of the country. I apologize if this has jeopardized any of your accounts.
Earl and I met December 1997. He had moved to Salt Lake City during the summer that year. He participated in the wagon train that re-enacted the Mormon Pioneers coming to the Salt Lake Valley in 1847.
We met at Deseret Village. I was a volunteer in the village and we were re-enacting Christmas 1857. We were doing first person interpretation. My job was to be living in a small cabin (Gardiner)baking gingerbread cookies on a wood board in front of a fire. I had one problem. I can’t bake without measuring my ingredients. I couldn’t make the dough!
Anyway, the coordinator for the program was trying to play match-maker. Earl is a baker by trade and knew just how to make the dough by eye-balling the quantities of the ingredients. So she sent him over to my cabin. Now we just needed a story. We were living in a cabin in 1857. Co-habiting in Mormon country was just not done so we had to come up with a story. The easiest: We were a married couple! So I guess you could say that we were married before we had even dated.
We had our first official date on New Year's Eve. We dated for a year before we got engaged. We finally got married 9/9/99. Our family began.
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