Yesterday I learned of the passing of Margeret Peterson. She and her husband Phil, lived down the street and around the corner from our home on 2nd West. Their daughter Susan was my age--their are six girls in the family. As a boy I was greatly influenced by this family. When you live near people for years you learn what really makes them tick. Love of family and love for the gospel made this family special to me. I grew up in a wonderful home with exceptionally good parents. They, however didn't attend church much when I was a pup. Family prayer was something I heard about in church and witnessed at the Peterson home. The Petersons were the best example on our block of those who walked the walk. She was a wonderful primary teacher. He was my priests quorum adviser and later my bishop. My first assignment as a junior home teacher was in their home. They represented activity in the church in the fullest sense. Somewhere in my youth I decided that I wanted what they had. Be careful what you really want said a general authority ( Lorin C. Dunn) in Scotland--a few years ago, because you will get it.
when brother Peterson told book of Mormon stories, I knew he believed them to be true. I believe also. As we study and ponder--if we have prepared ourself, we will feel the strength of the words we read pushing into our souls and it will be revealed to us just why these words were written and what they should mean to us.
I love you all. DadiO PS Ryan--know I know why I purshed the jumper.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
We decorated graves all day on Saturday in the rain. In the morning we decorated in Richfield. That afternoon, I went to Antimony. Grandma King and I spent time at the cemetary and visiting Uncle Tom. Then we went to Circleville to decorated. It was so awesome to remember all of our loved ones. It was a beautiful day.