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Over the years, we've always compared our family life to a wagon train heading west. Just as everyone had to do his part to get to Oregon years ago, so everyone in our family must do his/her part to make our journey through life successful. If somebody climbs in the wagon and lets the others do the work, we just don't make any progress. We all have to pull our weight and work together. Along the trail we find lots of pebbles that make for a smooth ride and some bigger rocks that jar us a little; we hit the occasional pothole that can slow us down. But if we purpose to search diligently, there are countless gold nuggets and precious gemstones along the way as well. This journal is an attempt to preserve some of those precious moments for our children, and our children's children, as together we travel this trail called life.

Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore. Psalm 16:11


Saturday, April 14, 2012

4-14-12 The Scare

by Benjamin

One day Ted went to Arizona with his Mom and Dad for his family vacation.  They went to see the Grand Canyon. There was a bridge over it.  They began to walk across.  In one spot there were no edges.  Ted was not watching where he was going and slipped off the edge. He fell down and landed on one of the two foot beams.  He looked down to the bottom of the canyon and if he fell he would be doomed.  So he held on. Ted’s Dad and Mom got a rope to pull him up.  “That was cool!” Ted said.  “Cool?!” Ted’s Dad and Mom said. “Yes,” Ted said.  “There were ten-foot-long snakes on the beam!”

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