tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37275105941743384922024-03-12T22:25:24.458-07:00For the LOVE of Mike!Monicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09635552956327133513noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-34515853993855288102009-10-29T07:38:00.000-07:002009-10-29T07:42:34.564-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEi-deVlYlwuvoXUQ0jrq0MBM8A7nzMJZi-kTdy7S3IsNQ3fHURERgcLxv3JqWWcXflcpJLH2R64pijnvRWhZPM_QAxGhxAoRYoCbfKeFPgDz_k7PzC-K9q1cXEO3u2e-VDvL_WxIJwAyM/s1600-h/mike07.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398031574059580098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEi-deVlYlwuvoXUQ0jrq0MBM8A7nzMJZi-kTdy7S3IsNQ3fHURERgcLxv3JqWWcXflcpJLH2R64pijnvRWhZPM_QAxGhxAoRYoCbfKeFPgDz_k7PzC-K9q1cXEO3u2e-VDvL_WxIJwAyM/s320/mike07.jpg" /></a> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">~Death leaves a heartache no one can heal...</span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">But</span> <span style="color:#ff0000;">LOVE </span><span style="color:#000000;">leaves a memory no one can steal~</span><br /></div><div align="center"></div>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11286414925431252422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-31952045587659421052009-10-12T12:00:00.000-07:002009-10-12T12:45:14.144-07:00Deer Camp...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFlAm_b_lAOU1ApwIOakMy3gG6TB8VgjZHqwnkSdkqhCw_v6qS_XYcd62DlA_XutThsclpFh3qStw8f5Ou5RZAkdFFw-xMMJ0506u6hvCHfbORCrgjjfa-0YpEtUhXJAMsElQ0fGYyCW1P/s1600-h/MIKE...+J.H.+RIVER.JPG"></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;">Everyone knows that Mike was not a hunter, but he was definately a "man's man." Marsha sent me this email the other day, and well I just had to share it. I changed a name or 2, but it just seemed a little funnier this way:</span></div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">It was that time of year again, and all the guys were at deer camp. No one wanted to room with Bob, because he snored so loudly. They decided that is was not fair to make one of them stay with Bob the entire time, so they voted to take turns.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">The first guy slept with Bob and comes to breakfast the next morning with his hair a mess and his eyes all bloodshot. The other men asked, "Man, what happened to you?" He said, "Bob snored so loudly, I just sat up and watched him all night long!" </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">The next night it was a different guy's turn. In the morning, the same thing- his hair was all standing up, eyes all bloodshot. Once again the men asked, "Man, what happened to you? You look aweful!" He replied, "That Bob could shake the roof off a house with his snoring. I watched him all night long!"</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">The third night was Mike's turn. Now Mike was a tanned, older cowboy; a real man's man. The next morning he came to breakfast all bright-eyed and bushy tailed. "Good morning!" he said.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">They could not believe it! "Man what happened?" Mike answered, "Well, we got ready for bed. I went and tucked Bob into bed, patted him on the butt and kissed him goodnight. Bob sat up and watched ME all night!"</span></div>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11286414925431252422noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-69846989398374764562009-07-08T03:18:00.000-07:002009-07-08T07:55:00.162-07:00i miss you a little...<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiznt-vod1FivqNM1miWDr_gnbBuO-X7nJC6Ux7DozpnHaHvOJE_jFUPuh4XoDOFeT7RFIfIAi9nuv49CVVBlMopF_arOEv_njw4rbK9Y98Cl-znOFq3OyDYn9C73ZW9PMk2uvIJxoOyYIG/s1600-h/MIKE+PICS1+20.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355909648870169218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiznt-vod1FivqNM1miWDr_gnbBuO-X7nJC6Ux7DozpnHaHvOJE_jFUPuh4XoDOFeT7RFIfIAi9nuv49CVVBlMopF_arOEv_njw4rbK9Y98Cl-znOFq3OyDYn9C73ZW9PMk2uvIJxoOyYIG/s320/MIKE+PICS1+20.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> <span style="color:#000099;">There is a song </span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000099;">John Michael Montgomery sings that I have always loved called "I Miss You a Little." It goes something like this... "I miss you a little since you've been gone, a few little memories keep hangin' on. I miss you a little I guess you could say a little too much, a little too often, a little more everyday." Today marks 36 weeks since you made your journey... I miss you a little too much, a little too often, </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000099;">a little more everyday!</span><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;">Love & miss you,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;">Ang</span></div>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11286414925431252422noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-18707397014666983132009-05-06T20:11:00.000-07:002009-05-08T13:05:13.322-07:00what a ride...<div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">~Lifes journey is not to arrive safely at the grave in a well preserved body... but rather to skid in sideways totally worn out shouting </span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">"WOO-HOO! WHAT A RIDE!"</span></strong></div><p><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332917306216375138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghaWYSV4ijKtulFqMIiqniMpfOxLSnmoO8EKLvWqmwuRv6Afgyqz7Rq4YRj98Vpad67bhjhg8_uzgybTiBrD7MRz4F96IxA_zQWSYHN9byY7V9jW_p48lp9isN2xUTUM7eCJSVS4wIY4x3/s320/headstone.jpg" /></span></strong></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;">Mike you had a great ride... way too short, but you lived every minute of it to the fullest! RIP babe!</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Love you always,</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Ang</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;">xoxo</span></p>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11286414925431252422noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-60585012140597919662009-03-25T14:49:00.000-07:002009-03-25T17:49:09.967-07:00bAcK fRoM BoIsE...<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVQ0g-99Bwz-gqqNG18CElEMOUeliitxttahqLiBNM7VH2njmyVuP15GZWeR8RJNw984oHJzy7JuAgGhphK2xtkC2EIIkl6lQMVBRpgF_VxT_UEyhQBdBH411TvBYcahiD6NUo231P1_8y/s1600-h/DSCF2988.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317258879283277682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVQ0g-99Bwz-gqqNG18CElEMOUeliitxttahqLiBNM7VH2njmyVuP15GZWeR8RJNw984oHJzy7JuAgGhphK2xtkC2EIIkl6lQMVBRpgF_VxT_UEyhQBdBH411TvBYcahiD6NUo231P1_8y/s320/DSCF2988.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">~Well Boise was a bittersweet trip for us. We had a great time, but of course we missed Mike. Lots of georgeous cars to see, glad I was not one of the judges! </span><span style="color:#ff6600;">The Woodie took 1st in its class "Altered Street Wagons" and Mike won the Street Achievement award for Design and Originality</span><span style="color:#ff6600;">. It was a great tribute to him. So with that said... </span><span style="color:#ff6600;">here are a </span><span style="color:#ff6600;">few photos from the show.</span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Enjoy... </span></div><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317248661952889410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkZPC7fWIRTkRONSF2ZDsmFUuwU3pG-idVFauM5oY2ctX7vM8TPJKGeqkOFN3PJzJpcJaXrc97hYacFhUG26fYTHv_MCBglQ80rAuq44wsHc1IFTcDLjJYjooVxYWGlFcF-b34PB2QlyTP/s320/DSCF3065.jpg" /><br />aNgIe, SpEnCeR & wOoDiE </div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317249487320557362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXEMqZMnGlPpT-iQg3eYGNLMibFep3mplZLCK2o5Gar7Fm95mCjjY9HWcrH5MBxbp7iDI51cKQYtIkbJBd48imOhaAyN7131B0iLrPupepddOx8qHUwKj4i83cvKoKehtgvE2N2QG-hCVK/s320/DSCF3029.jpg" /> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">wOoDiE</div><br /><div align="center"></div><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317291315633508914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoO74IWFEVnz2XbYi9ru7sC0qOfDq6CdP7abI5p0M6yM9z1iOI-Qx7Bns6Zbgchuc3yWOizE5MXRc77hIvzR_Xb2Isnn_G1vVn4dF-IVpEhZa2n2hgvPAfQX-oHax9RTtxm1KmBQpkJiG9/s320/angie+charlie.jpg" /> </p><p align="center">aNgIe & ChArLiE </p><div align="center">(<span style="font-size:85%;">the painter</span> <span style="font-size:85%;">from American Hot Rod)</span></div><br /><div align="center"><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317250075187817138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_27JzjTJ4Y1RRdYD8byF_k1MgX6IzJqK8e1ubxgAt2Sme4vHcxhVlLOA_-7t8-CSeIPEvSklcncSTN2vwJxZrU5RMhgZDjDlANqEntVaIcm1P7OS-ht-Fj-6Rt041lG0jhOLjSzbxPwmK/s320/DSCF3039.jpg" /></div><br /><div align="center">PaT, jIm & LiSa<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317252412775991858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ31Hxv-aZb6jvY6ZkyiUIsH_h6lwVwsJO3UUKIcSCfo1HlFdcu85ABxWdPlpFDZ-pA6eOkkA762sdwaEV6PyaEdLN5XPCn-cOsa3o06Kd747DXz_xgPtFhevWgcw_UWtTFW3OYYNd6aOh/s320/DSCF3051.jpg" /></div><br /><div align="center">JiM jOnEs 1957 ChEvY & wOoDiE</div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">~Thanks to Scott & the rest of the New family for inviting us to participate, to big & lil' Jim's for getting the Woodie up there, </span><span style="color:#ff6600;">Brandon for letting us use his trailer, </span><span style="color:#ff6600;">my dad & Pat for hauling the Woodie home, </span><span style="color:#ff6600;">Lisa, Shannon & girls and Mitch & Noelle for coming up, a</span><span style="color:#ff6600;">nd my poor mom for staying behind and dogsitting (as always)!</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">~Love you all~</span></div>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11286414925431252422noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-20222278060314821772009-03-18T09:17:00.000-07:002009-07-07T19:35:40.066-07:00happy birthday baby...<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoLyVFsPhkSFzkk4ygOhG3_PzhqcCffmdyETz0HZ_OstM4cX6kB95GO3Io_jMrVzWSyzwJPnK2F401I1z7c69iPWhuGH-F9u1SvLVDiQMzIhiL2txYraezfnkjL2pWRDFwJKP7pnuBgeR-/s1600-h/60th+cake.jpg"></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday to you... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Happy birthday </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">sweet Mikey... </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Happy birthday to you! </span></div><br /><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314397642284188002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin2y8Lk7kEo5k8QZJdrFCM6RgTb-O-cCiNqXt6cBnfbl6EfhYKsIYDfKGALG0-E7ZZmZKxgE0xmJdhi9aU-dm-4dB_XBvJ2oknZYX-_pyUIlgmKfMS1EzsGcwXyBpjfY7podjP8SumB_F0/s320/mikey+60th.jpg" /><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I<span style="color:#3333ff;"> know that there is a HUGE party in Heaven today, and it is all for you! </span></span></span><span style="color:#3333ff;">We love and miss you more than you will ever know. March 18th will never be the same here on Earth without you. </span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;">Love you baby... happy 63rd birthday!</span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;">~Ang xoxo</span></p>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11286414925431252422noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-33197163431758681862009-03-07T09:36:00.000-08:002009-03-07T10:15:05.953-08:00The Sky Angel Cowboy...<div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;">Pat Hall sent me this e-mail and I found it very fitting for Mikey's blog. </span></div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxW6U1XrnR9Xr3JdxTCeJgDZDIDMviebaDn0XBj9GtmU7ZYcAdaCTSf5WQq5tMKhtaSG2gbjRQ2WrtSACB0ZQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">*Be sure to pause the music player so that you can hear this amazing little boy!</span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">Thanks Pat!</span></p><p align="center">And Logan... you are an ANGEL!</p>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11286414925431252422noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-63659095395224060502009-03-03T09:26:00.000-08:002009-03-03T09:55:50.844-08:00On the Road to Boise...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzyL_K8fh6fpYluOzBitFosgn63x9fPhCeca9QCZMwm6d78kljRXKNISNm5LEMg0vfvXhUCsDvDuHPh19a4Moi1xBdv_AJqCNENPeB_skXb7zfd0f59AgzoBE5ECrEQxwdA9CbvqUJUqgu/s1600-h/BOISE+LOGO.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309019112136037346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzyL_K8fh6fpYluOzBitFosgn63x9fPhCeca9QCZMwm6d78kljRXKNISNm5LEMg0vfvXhUCsDvDuHPh19a4Moi1xBdv_AJqCNENPeB_skXb7zfd0f59AgzoBE5ECrEQxwdA9CbvqUJUqgu/s320/BOISE+LOGO.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;">~Last year Mike was invited to take the Woodie up to the Boise Roadster Show in Idaho. However "chemo-land" (as he would refer to it) kept him from being able to go. So, this year Spencer and I are going to haul the Woodie up to Boise and show it for him. It is a 4 day show running March 12-15. We will post some pictures when we return! </span></div>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11286414925431252422noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-43221757257405392182009-02-02T07:00:00.000-08:002009-02-13T17:10:05.416-08:00Dear Dad,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7SU1mvmWK0-aNipA6lQli3tiY-3JubXSZDwuaTKcymyxeQ-ib3CLNtXvRTMXF_vPYleGUXYBUJWNf0J6rVA-X0Iy67b6HxNShagQHG4uSNFNur9TyiR8txFsz83pQ6Xn1R-4oMID-OJo/s1600-h/fb_kid.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302453695257915026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7SU1mvmWK0-aNipA6lQli3tiY-3JubXSZDwuaTKcymyxeQ-ib3CLNtXvRTMXF_vPYleGUXYBUJWNf0J6rVA-X0Iy67b6HxNShagQHG4uSNFNur9TyiR8txFsz83pQ6Xn1R-4oMID-OJo/s320/fb_kid.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>I missed you. I missed you during the Super Bowl, of all things. It wasn't even the Cowboys! (Is it ever?) But, I missed you. </div><div><br />We wouldn't have gotten together for a big party. But, I would have called you. We would've chatted a bit about football...maybe the Cardinals. Maybe the fact that we couldn't cheer for the Cards because they're always playing the Cowboys...and where do my loyalties lie. </div><div><br />We would've eventually talked about the weather. It's beautiful here. I'm sure it's snowy and cold in Utah. </div><br /><div>I would've said <strong><em>Good-Bye</em></strong> and most of all...<br /></div><div><strong><em>I Love You.</em></strong></div></div>Monicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09635552956327133513noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-18548037609442477482009-01-06T09:47:00.000-08:002009-01-06T11:29:43.282-08:00Oh Christmas Tree...<div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;">I just wanted to share some pictures of Mikey's little "hot rod" tree that we put up at the cemetery for him.</span><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRR6DE3mKLoFKwdXadQ2TwNoxq2z2AX9mbgHVO-iZ4z-yUi-CMYfu8cxutu0l3ZISzskCLBQpOR7gsfKBgleu_wTps5j2BWoINxl02qFWsN6T0iirf4TagAS2i8ySLFj1AXBwjgrH7Kl_o/s1600-h/mikey+christmas+tree.JPG"></a><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288259201740351378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVIinb41Pedo6uMDwUMHnfw-vLSrimUp3XzgbKvaSrMLZiRaxx-VGO68BreooavtZ6fvMllTo-5Km_91RvkzzIZkOvPqsvB08Zmv21crY1kTT_jGDf7GEUMGv6QZVTZ0BLI1TKhaGG4c1G/s320/mikey+christmas+tree.JPG" /><br /><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRR6DE3mKLoFKwdXadQ2TwNoxq2z2AX9mbgHVO-iZ4z-yUi-CMYfu8cxutu0l3ZISzskCLBQpOR7gsfKBgleu_wTps5j2BWoINxl02qFWsN6T0iirf4TagAS2i8ySLFj1AXBwjgrH7Kl_o/s1600-h/mikey+christmas+tree.JPG"></a></span><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs8C8D7atHezJBi9I3RML3-9MD9O8_yiAvV608ciwZbBtxfzSKHIBxi3prz7HGx7pgTDR0F5uxGLkZftU5Wt8EdkCldNZjhDGZnsh4O1tg1CIwcitt31yBQ9FnVdqewueKlNE8xQ4hbWIP/s1600-h/mikeytree2.JPG"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRR6DE3mKLoFKwdXadQ2TwNoxq2z2AX9mbgHVO-iZ4z-yUi-CMYfu8cxutu0l3ZISzskCLBQpOR7gsfKBgleu_wTps5j2BWoINxl02qFWsN6T0iirf4TagAS2i8ySLFj1AXBwjgrH7Kl_o/s1600-h/mikey+christmas+tree.JPG"></a><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288257476970443362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3FSwZVE6qXWsHrcGcrM8IlGiIyUV6OYq4cjuu58zKH3JZLsQOlYCUyCZVFJZTWgRFqCJm3xdKDGFIsWqu7yU-zPNM3FoFuIqgEc406FqedFHC1NYpQirwj0MLJe79oXPueq9wnHIbT2kW/s320/mikeytree2.JPG" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">On December 23rd, Leavitt's has what they call their "Luminary Display". They light over 6,000 candles in honor of our loved ones that have passed. Here are a couple of pictures from that beautiful night...</span> </span></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY4mn6ycVyY_FQc1Lj2r67pT7EPYCHd9ipNJTRQkvtrpMPmdt4c9RrMchyphenhyphenNGjSzlf_sSPjhyVx7MDVgx4LGfDcoHJhSEUMXIFqqdAoWLDQYPDErHHm2Uu1tgXtCkPz4e7PfkNlJ6UHdQ1p/s1600-h/DSCF2809.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288244814082041458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY4mn6ycVyY_FQc1Lj2r67pT7EPYCHd9ipNJTRQkvtrpMPmdt4c9RrMchyphenhyphenNGjSzlf_sSPjhyVx7MDVgx4LGfDcoHJhSEUMXIFqqdAoWLDQYPDErHHm2Uu1tgXtCkPz4e7PfkNlJ6UHdQ1p/s320/DSCF2809.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhupB52Y_xaorrxgDF78megZgrkN_7uUoMqVG1dTYRcUI5SpDb6V54pVumOZqwCvw52A7onV9zATdjn_XQbBPA9aCS8ammG-T_UscZwh5inowsuuMrwtvlfmZrATiYzOnnSsChQOuM3jT6l/s1600-h/DSCF2806.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288244370392852802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhupB52Y_xaorrxgDF78megZgrkN_7uUoMqVG1dTYRcUI5SpDb6V54pVumOZqwCvw52A7onV9zATdjn_XQbBPA9aCS8ammG-T_UscZwh5inowsuuMrwtvlfmZrATiYzOnnSsChQOuM3jT6l/s320/DSCF2806.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></p><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;">And last but not least... Cindy went up on Christmas Eve and lit a candle at Mike's grave. Now we had some very wicked weather that day and on Christmas day as well. I mean it was basically a blizzard! But with a little help from his sweet spirit... that candle stayed lit until December 27th, when it finally burnt down to the bottom! What an amazing sight...</span></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288258029088883474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidmh6azLNFnTwT_JOSgr1s72bqN6GvwG6urOibSjEznkrZQ5AzM5vgo_1m_fJK0VjLL0W1Rap7d9uxF_E_XiTVGIp5fYWPa-YsDXbd8VNbvy7hrlVWVV3hgcOWLd9bBLj2MX6hTquTOq1D/s320/DSCF2870.jpg" />Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11286414925431252422noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-63673707407903100622008-11-26T09:39:00.000-08:002008-12-07T20:15:08.370-08:00the big kid...<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:100%;">With the Christmas season well on its merry little way, I thought I would try and do my best and try to enjoy it. Only 1 problem... all that I can think about is Mike! So, since he is always the <em>biggest </em>kid when it comes to this holiday, I thought that I would post a few pictures of Mikey when he was <em>little</em> kid! how could you not just love this innocent little face???</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiJd2KceziOmz5Tz4mb_os_5UQnvI-l5ipQ26EE7JR6lrWpHNd41WcsCP5p74Zgm7LIsHgAFX-nQO4Be2lI28QIqk8BOdspy-I2Gy_DjmHyrsApqPQk-nBhtjD2CJyZvQ9Fp3rZKvamTzt/s1600-h/little+mikey.jpg"></a></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE6zJKYs6n6SgvtJ0AA0HRg2hBsuGwl_LAqtipT2QiJOfm6UxIOR0UevwcCsVqT2_PZL08CB_DSE7nv-bFpldTBSl6KtfcA4GNam3r8qDfQsKlxpsdWcrQUlbRPus7ZDz0hDfqKZ7PlFHs/s1600-h/mikey1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277265393759145938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE6zJKYs6n6SgvtJ0AA0HRg2hBsuGwl_LAqtipT2QiJOfm6UxIOR0UevwcCsVqT2_PZL08CB_DSE7nv-bFpldTBSl6KtfcA4GNam3r8qDfQsKlxpsdWcrQUlbRPus7ZDz0hDfqKZ7PlFHs/s320/mikey1.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqA7IeXIOkvuRleoWhwY2qQiF1aoBbWsXZH1OFxrZKPtiH34-QtCQdgdx8dn_2vKWiqxm1xMvZrlRuHowerjqaky2L34VP7jdnLu7lx5cPt2fuQUIPBaMl1cjszBwSWII_44bxP-4Rp9RP/s1600-h/mikey3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 242px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277266964607147442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqA7IeXIOkvuRleoWhwY2qQiF1aoBbWsXZH1OFxrZKPtiH34-QtCQdgdx8dn_2vKWiqxm1xMvZrlRuHowerjqaky2L34VP7jdnLu7lx5cPt2fuQUIPBaMl1cjszBwSWII_44bxP-4Rp9RP/s320/mikey3.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277266632707636866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwFkMFJbPRlzOfMUSaSP75YoPovjSehzhM4Bd3QtCxDG4BMD9l1NgYD2vbAV9H9vcuPlNomj3NStZJn_rbs0WxsukJ_pq8a8IvApwA19bRsSI1_N5qYYe7tNga9wk-kcW72VF5uxJzhEy-/s320/mikey2.jpg" /></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;">May this Christmas season bring out the <em>big kid </em>in all of us!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;">~Happy Holidays~</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;">Love,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;">The Mannings</span><br /></span></div><div align="center"></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW31QN1kEubTnj3KAtRq37HhKmPpifdUs-1aTV0_Hj-ZTq_GGg16H14Q6z9Jrp4RRNf3ChVChY51gbqqmyEe_uZW-Z5OZMXcFOivJH2Sum4VyN2IkHQJN43UUqw-ZQ7MJicd9km_os_8DE/s1600-h/lil+mikey.jpg"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW31QN1kEubTnj3KAtRq37HhKmPpifdUs-1aTV0_Hj-ZTq_GGg16H14Q6z9Jrp4RRNf3ChVChY51gbqqmyEe_uZW-Z5OZMXcFOivJH2Sum4VyN2IkHQJN43UUqw-ZQ7MJicd9km_os_8DE/s1600-h/lil+mikey.jpg"></a>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11286414925431252422noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-16053983169701561132008-11-09T18:14:00.000-08:002008-11-09T19:38:22.631-08:00FREE TO BREATHE...<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil0ftjD3oBBbqVJd_G0g3Iupd8KEUEwbAV2f7B9tQWxdc6l03_UtHlOMPH6vLnXAD-MtiqmTiqvFNIcK_Q2_ZmCuD-dLsXDlAJW1lZTp0yxx7nwYkMd5izQXYUnoWB5pIDlF9jU2GPVWpS/s1600-h/DSCF2722.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266864817271397170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil0ftjD3oBBbqVJd_G0g3Iupd8KEUEwbAV2f7B9tQWxdc6l03_UtHlOMPH6vLnXAD-MtiqmTiqvFNIcK_Q2_ZmCuD-dLsXDlAJW1lZTp0yxx7nwYkMd5izQXYUnoWB5pIDlF9jU2GPVWpS/s320/DSCF2722.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;">Even though<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH91rPkXKU4EFbhafGnfHnO0ZiEGkpAGQ2zMfCX2PJajtQhD-_WbksEkrfYIJCJ-cLp8EVmavjCgWG_E8xmO7sP0s58ZHKh49facdaTlayM8GqKTN5mwAQll89JOBVuGcyNV-4XB9S9tNQ/s1600-h/DSCF2724.jpg"></a> we were not in North Carolina for the <em>real</em> 5k... we decided to have our own little "walk-a-thon" here in Ogden. We had a great time! We wore our "For the LOVE of Mike" shirts and walked the trail outside McKay Dee Hospital. The only thing missing was Mike, but I know he was right there with us... and he is now & forever "FREE TO BREATHE!" </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;">Enjoy the photos...</span><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266860488011023554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmRGL7Ka-Y21pyqnAo_8RT4Pw201avtd2kgO3mS4co9TnAo1vP6k1UyDtqmrNmPMkgIbYVSKAUqfoP10rpAKEmJq9tA573CjBZ5OqGmm1OeuZtYvIPIbwsUd7X9dpm26e0aakKAxROAU8D/s320/DSCF2736.jpg" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266860735541516946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdLsVraGhdZ9hBSUBtQ6xCrEEWVZ43-Da8BW8-NG2Iwb0zWU2BzxiKSiJver_bMPIFLCuGbj7JorA-DmuwbrmTzU84bQgBeoFCCXomYXP63Qume8GvlbzOtJaZL2M0ue3RRSxpva-hTdV_/s320/DSCF2747.jpg" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266862057500500930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnDsRLg3HdsNwzRNLoX84PK5dDpwMlwH2GrtaSw5xTUEuTSMMOPDpz_xxnmi-dbEf_P_4voKzR9wM3NFKbvd7fU_UPiJmVSkRfCFIpinh8RMM2GC60rAS4fBYOl7BmQ9v2LJo4IyEWh12u/s320/DSCF2757.jpg" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266864169058048690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbls3fl1D0L_8WLcj7TnwY1EMSdhNABUQ9h4c78gkiW9MArdj_vUN0N771TWUgUB4QstQIyye9yCoVVe8e3AJa3aPZYKByNyMgyM9bn6tuHNb_OpQPTwY_HYQC_XW-SPzAvJtRrNKa3t6G/s320/spencieftb.JPG" /> <p align="center"><br /><span style="color:#990000;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">~We love you Mikey~<br /></span></span></span></p>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11286414925431252422noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-81487862351276200902008-11-06T15:56:00.000-08:002008-11-06T16:33:05.678-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;">Michael B. Manning</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;">March 18th 1946 ~ October 29th 2008<br /></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"></span></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265702978163404418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFlPQkteLYwg4C65NHpabHK2IA6npiQaw_4OFWj9CP1G3lRIXtLGHU-188JkQhhJfX9I3FEmFOG-_PcI3EPU1rPZJs1Hhrm6v5QkpKllcB9-yrtjyh5zipp4bQ7xkPPSBWqoChOZ3CYWgW/s320/mbm.jpg" /> <p align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:arial;">~If ever there is a tomorrow when we're not together... there is something you must <em>always</em> remember... you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think... but the most important thing is, even if we're apart... I'll always be with you.</span><br /><br /></p></span></span><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333333;">~Winnie the Pooh</span></div>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11286414925431252422noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-40389873972908900512008-10-20T17:44:00.000-07:002008-10-20T18:33:47.172-07:00SPOOKALICIOUS!!!<span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;">~Mike is always the first to make everyone laugh</span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;">... so in the spirit of the <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Halloween</span> </span>season here is another great laugh from Mike. </span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;">These photos were from a costume</span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"> party 2 years ago. He has got to be the sexiest<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span>drag queen I have ever seen... don't you think? Move over Dolly Parton, there's a new cowgirl in town!</span><br /><br /><br /><div><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259408506041986946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi46AjP-sUQ2XetmWR2A2XyINJzvDU-O1FhEkUlhmgWSy0_d4ahx4i6OS2s97jIbzsv2QwbLKDavE6YAL5KCz-rsB9dRkeu3virU0EKJqSwV16GM6l5SpyEyy_bai0jZA57gnMFTBPQf5Jm/s320/Drag+queen+2.jpg" /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibYABGPiwtjzyDxMSYrbgiXcnBtXBWS9mJHcxjq0KxvJtpqcHTeMM6ethcNFRC-tbwG-HlI4ySI4t2Kxsm8mQ0QtR-5ADQpk88oC_uCWal1cSImha_u5Y2MLTADeztsesrZVX8WkzErViE/s1600-h/drag+queen+3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; FLOAT: right; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259409550240916066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibYABGPiwtjzyDxMSYrbgiXcnBtXBWS9mJHcxjq0KxvJtpqcHTeMM6ethcNFRC-tbwG-HlI4ySI4t2Kxsm8mQ0QtR-5ADQpk88oC_uCWal1cSImha_u5Y2MLTADeztsesrZVX8WkzErViE/s320/drag+queen+3.jpg" /></a><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259409237094148130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHsmdaqsCU0tZm6uqtZ8BzhNst4AAGyD1p7mVr7B8zsECi0bWnr8ZnrdM9mtNKhG89PtKXvzQe0O7djVrdjwdH9I0axKhD14cucTOH0i9oQmdzQ6Ajm2IalZj7tLA3mSQfy_WR0jSln7Gz/s320/drag+queen+1.jpg" /></span></div><br /><p> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"><strong>~HAPPY HALLOWEEN~</strong></span></p>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11286414925431252422noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-25557247057366950902008-10-12T19:24:00.000-07:002008-10-12T19:39:49.189-07:00Real memories...Okay, the memory of camping with Dad and Ang is a little faint.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwE7JaZ7XlgRVI4bf_BljHGqkncQnXLwEQsKlu-p7OuH1rC5Qh0VldexRaeGWS0g-JXNaLAo3gaRN816p1j7WAxkvFc9jypNYRCUTn-05Z47U8lvQ-G9irxz58nVBFJDBHvl4wmy43dt8/s1600-h/gorge.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256461178559036242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwE7JaZ7XlgRVI4bf_BljHGqkncQnXLwEQsKlu-p7OuH1rC5Qh0VldexRaeGWS0g-JXNaLAo3gaRN816p1j7WAxkvFc9jypNYRCUTn-05Z47U8lvQ-G9irxz58nVBFJDBHvl4wmy43dt8/s320/gorge.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />But, I remember a particular fishing trip at Flaming Gorge...It was me, Dad, and Jamie. We had sooo much fun. Jamie was playing the limbo on deck with "Chubby Checker". She would dance and dance to her choice of music.<br /><br />Dad, of course, sat there arm on the steering wheel, shaking his head.<br /><br />So, we were out on the rocks fishing. My dad was teaching me how to really fish. We were in a bass hot spot and determined to catch one. We were pretty dedicated anglers. Jamie was across the little cove from us...rockin' out on the rocks. As it started to rain, she was singing "Feels so goood comin' down" (Old 7-up commercial). Of course, she starts squealing because she <em>accidentally</em> caught a fish. We ran to help, but it was gone before we got there. She proved her method was the most effective by catching another just a couple minutes later.<br /><br />Dad and I just sat there shaking our heads.<br /><br /><br />I love the Gorge. Cold mornings and chocolate licorice. Funny, I don't remember catching that much!<br /><br /><br />I love you Dad!Monicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09635552956327133513noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-91811175855724056852008-10-09T17:46:00.000-07:002008-10-09T17:52:03.511-07:00NOW I remember!!!I can't believe I forgot about THAT camping trip...It was such a special one. I had soooo much fun. You're right Ang, I was a bit camera shy. I did manage to find a couple of pictures in my scrapbook.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg29E17VCSEQ6sbgNp7g8nntb5zUjMwXr8x7JIbnIJ2f2L07VH_LlhTucfn6p8JOv58H1dwXBTx5oDj_ypGM8O3oFCtTTnOieCmumA66oQ4GU0Fo1YRnXZgi70yHzITEHcDc1iLzp7KO9c/s1600-h/camping1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255320923307487490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg29E17VCSEQ6sbgNp7g8nntb5zUjMwXr8x7JIbnIJ2f2L07VH_LlhTucfn6p8JOv58H1dwXBTx5oDj_ypGM8O3oFCtTTnOieCmumA66oQ4GU0Fo1YRnXZgi70yHzITEHcDc1iLzp7KO9c/s320/camping1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />That cabin was so beautiful.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3yJyt7cAS4pJWWCvHK5FYhJsX6mX6Djf4T-v5OfPu8fXk1K1uTwQS30YI8FMITf1puUkIumSMFiG8_NmXxXjeERI2FiL8ofmIK4HIyw5GKcKmqfZZ9tsZklnfrDE-6RK5Ps5wVdJDrhg/s1600-h/campfire.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255320925686990786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3yJyt7cAS4pJWWCvHK5FYhJsX6mX6Djf4T-v5OfPu8fXk1K1uTwQS30YI8FMITf1puUkIumSMFiG8_NmXxXjeERI2FiL8ofmIK4HIyw5GKcKmqfZZ9tsZklnfrDE-6RK5Ps5wVdJDrhg/s320/campfire.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Mmmmm...remember the steak and eggs in the morning? Yum!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-6LVjHz154qcgcc6SVeurqC5SzFobqULkb-n88niCG7lbAf3w0H9kESGPJb3QsH0rnF1CIzOmyuyDKSSlD8cHxdRHLDZKDuUiAKw0PwO5rAazOq8NdPol7B5Ai3KKt4-CiW7il_0QcWs/s1600-h/tent.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255320927596096450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-6LVjHz154qcgcc6SVeurqC5SzFobqULkb-n88niCG7lbAf3w0H9kESGPJb3QsH0rnF1CIzOmyuyDKSSlD8cHxdRHLDZKDuUiAKw0PwO5rAazOq8NdPol7B5Ai3KKt4-CiW7il_0QcWs/s320/tent.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and that sweet little boy scout we found in the woods?! Dad's baked beans made him feel so much better!<br /><br />What a good time we had. Thanks for the memories!!Monicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09635552956327133513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-61421647608389597482008-10-07T19:36:00.001-07:002008-10-07T19:37:37.426-07:00Disco Down to Dee's...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU-vryiHH5dpCBaKgPpSzv0CF0_7FYgvKX_tyZ5kZaBuNtuJn9YEbjBhx7xCPIAiyO1qt5EF2DTI5X4rRWDxxzmMomy34NUYiQ-SQn6MtYsccoaliBvHNkHu7fOsKA1cLYhT9skgYa3cQ/s1600-h/dees.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254606501677747794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU-vryiHH5dpCBaKgPpSzv0CF0_7FYgvKX_tyZ5kZaBuNtuJn9YEbjBhx7xCPIAiyO1qt5EF2DTI5X4rRWDxxzmMomy34NUYiQ-SQn6MtYsccoaliBvHNkHu7fOsKA1cLYhT9skgYa3cQ/s320/dees.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3dKfI0S4bW8Wvmcjy0YQAZRftiG9qc1zResKwKlVWTZEY733wemfeVwK4uoHqMviddzLS9EIzL879xHcAAO66lD94hxbsbYyTtN7yhxG8ktsLxiR_QucMiWS-_bncB5neAt-AJ6HrtPQ/s1600-h/dees.jpg"></a><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiA_tBKRVeBAyVDNR6utUR3Rt3tXyYnca29-3B7CxZZCGV-09XvzVOpCaUZjtjRM-1J-3ySGPTEIzBj4Sxpu52CLeYEmN8fbkt0MjynBKZoTWG_LTWn_XaEJ2hVw6dEmkVx6wtqHvFNyU/s1600-h/dees.gif"></a>When we went with Dad, it was always going to be something fun. We would go for a sleep over. We would go fishing. Or we might play in the pool in his backyard, eat apricots, and play catch. Most days ended at Dee's. I think this is where Dad and Angie's story started... </div><div><br />I have to know... </div><div><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">How did that go down? How did he first "ask you out"?</span></div>Monicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09635552956327133513noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-54972831956079989732008-10-04T10:23:00.000-07:002008-10-08T11:11:58.133-07:00a little bit of mikey...<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivDRxmo1cnvtUB_MlmvadjC5v79tFm9_8pVl-b4VGUmUNXnJR53u6ghyGDOeK6QFVxfeWC8Vm_5DuelS1uNEaO8SrTf54F1rvbwVe3IVhHh4_7HCWAOEHfonJu0_bA7CaPMbn83WdB4VVB/s1600-h/lil+mikey.jpg"></a><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixa0CdUiEMBlO1gh2z0kFrK8UV6jqx1hYVYSKu-PYeVEX7HEglRYGCv0nplF41GP6boMHoJPVRB-6PSBSO2Iy9fRElH6WROU7RstYPa22WW0iktPmvnQwFBOJ7zOuvPMOj8nv7JLT6fHY7/s1600-h/lil+mikey.jpg"></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;">I just wanted to share with all of you a little bit about Mike that you may not know. Mike is a man of many talents, from building cars to playing the guitar; whatever he does, he does it well. We all know what a car guy he is and how talented he is when it comes to building them. He spends countless hours in the garage grinding and pounding, welding and painting... and in the end there is a beautiful masterpiece to show for all of his hard work!</span><br /></strong></div></span><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253353772651698466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyhLx6K5qT6vbYj42vltkKr2SwDucuWLvAvbAB2F4-w1BKPqeH8bHX2bjd13i0lO8oiXji8W_bjydP5cVPM7uYWySkNBXS1ELN6b3WatHzBV6DtCQwBUN-1-PMk30CtVQiEtkL7sSeLDZ3/s320/DSCF2126_170.JPG" width="413" height="240" /></span><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Mike loves to play the guitar. He does not know how to read music, he plays by ear... and wow, the music he makes! As I said anything he does, he does it well!</strong></span></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253355458434048770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdCDEeRI0cnJwXdOcRpQ3AcJ1zk5PNLHzhsNZckvspM8-Vvz4UhzHdp9ECpZFQvf9f55R6lHt3pECZohtH3VORbJCsMyrStyFyDA-PZsXuTTuHVnvVrt87lWadaeGbDfhhqarvaoAzcEH2/s320/mbm+guitar.jpg" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;">Also once upon a time in his wilder days, Mike rode bulls and bareback horses!</span><br /></strong></span><br /></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253463408630125314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHLzc0wPZUPRkC2FlUBN5wnOSpnL_WssnHiWlJX9A625ylX-N2iPLO9HarrNjcTjvjaEaypixKQkNTBkjEvCpALPwyiKO8l3movPR7kgJzt7_ItrAStcBpbZniVN1pbtMfv5OdkdcQygfc/s320/mike+%26+bull.jpg" /> <p align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"><span style="font-size:85%;">However, the greatest talent of all... is that he is the best husband, dad, grandpa & friend anyone could ever want</span>!</span><br /></strong><br /></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253465291877310242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF4BdgSdSazXUmbyoKOFgIZwqgZRqXiwFPB6yGW4TrSihjjPMsZBHOJmKhsPWXzTzc7ET44LKo0GdSPM8g_UD45K9VmCj-qhZ56pm3Vq-GElFB4wH9ESQWQU2GFMCd_mwnrU8lddI_CrU9/s320/DSCF1233_194.JPG" width="320" height="260" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11286414925431252422noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-36701926454090930572008-09-30T16:28:00.000-07:002008-09-30T19:18:43.041-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1K0nU1HhhKu9vDV8wIszxJS6Za4-mzmlTZmjtqdnJbfXVLVq1sgxiyFonKhEiv3oPdImzYZ1GYTt5a78sEGQWqqfT8ayO2-XOKsYTUiuXsnk9COBSEAVgqX6gIbiPlUE8D_iYjTSVTsd9/s1600-h/DSCF1989_084.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 265px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251966420273163186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1K0nU1HhhKu9vDV8wIszxJS6Za4-mzmlTZmjtqdnJbfXVLVq1sgxiyFonKhEiv3oPdImzYZ1GYTt5a78sEGQWqqfT8ayO2-XOKsYTUiuXsnk9COBSEAVgqX6gIbiPlUE8D_iYjTSVTsd9/s320/DSCF1989_084.JPG" width="291" height="240" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;">~ About 15 years ago, a very handsome and special man walked into my life. Mike is my best friend and the only man I will ever love. As everyone knows the last year and a half has been pretty rough on Mike, but we also all know that he is a very determined man and he will beat this ugly disease! Mike is also very fortunate to have the love and support of a wonderful family. The list of loved ones rallying behind him is endless. Everyone who knows him, loves him and is in his corner. </span><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;">We are both so very honored and proud that Monica and crew will be participating in the Free to Breathe 5k in November in honor of her dad. Thank you to all of those who are supporting Monica and Mike in this and also those who have been there throughout this trying time. Your love and support is what helps get us through... so keep it coming!</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11286414925431252422noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3727510594174338492.post-87865205113496754812008-09-29T08:20:00.000-07:002008-09-29T09:31:39.511-07:00a long time ago...I thought, I should blog about my dad. But, I tend to get all gloopy with emotion and erase it in the end. But, this one will stick. I may even let others read it, who knows.<br /><br />Right now, I just want a place where we can all express our love and support for him. <br /><br />So, please leave your love and well-wishes in your comments. We would all love a few more fighters in our corner.<br /><br />MonicaMonicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09635552956327133513noreply@blogger.com3